Immortal Space

The fighting style of the Desolate Clan is different from that of the Monster Clan. They come from the Barren Realm, and their individual strength is averaged, which is much stronger than that of the Monster Alliance.

Most of the Desolate Clan's strength is above the second level. From this point of view, they are much stronger than the Monster Clan.

However, it seems that their racial reproduction ability is much worse than that of the Yaozu, so the total amount they use in each battle is not too much.

There are only a few tens of thousands of forwards in this team of Desolate tribes, among which the second-tier Desolate tribes account for more than half of the total number.

The overall strength is very strong, and it is not at the same level as the cannon fodder forward of the Shemale Alliance.

The eight teams of the Shemale Alliance entered the front of the Desolate Race from different directions, and felled a large number of low-level Desolate Race like melons and vegetables in an instant.

However, the Desolate race quickly realized that there were three desolate races of the fifth-level transformation gods, and more than a hundred of the fourth-level desolate races, each of them greeted several teams.

Among the eight teams, Wang Hong's team was the strongest, and there was also a fifth-level desolate race leading more than forty fourth-level desolate races to meet Wang Hong.

The current battle is mainly based on quick battles, and Wang Hong doesn't intend to waste too much time with the opponent.

The more than one hundred people behind them divided into two teams to kill the more than forty Desolate people in front.

Holding the black knife, Wang Hong faced the fifth-order Desolate Clan opposite him. The Desolate Clan had a strong body, rough skin and thick flesh, and it was not easy for ordinary magic weapons to break through their defenses.

Seeing Wang Hong walking towards him, the Desolate race held a ferocious-looking mace in both hands, and also rushed towards Wang Hong.

He has never lost in close combat with human monks of the same level since he came to this world.

When he was about to approach Wang Hong, the mace swept across with a domineering momentum, and the huge force stirred up the surrounding sea water and flew tens of feet into the air.

Before this powerful attack could reach him, the robe on Wang Hong's body had already begun to shatter, and many pieces of the robe flew far away with the wind.

The corner of the mouth of this Desolate race inadvertently showed a smug smile. He has participated in the battle for several years, and no human race has been able to block his full blow when he gets close.

Seeing that victory was in sight, the next moment Wang Hong's head was about to be crushed under the mace.

The Desolate suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, which made him lose consciousness for a moment.

The attack just now also lost its follow-up power. Although the huge inertia on the mace still blasted towards Wang Hong, Wang Hong was no longer in the same place at this time.

At this moment, Wang Hong had appeared behind this Desolate Clan, with the black knife in his hand cutting down from top to bottom.

The Desolate man hadn't recovered from the severe pain, and had already been split into two neat and symmetrical halves.

Wang Hong casually put away the two halves of the body and the mace.

"The quality of this mace is not bad, it should be given to Yang Tiezhu for use."

The battle between him and this Desolate race had just begun, and in just a split second, the winner was already decided.

The Desolate people's spiritual consciousness is generally relatively weak, and this weakness will not cause any problems when fighting other people, but it will be a fatal flaw when encountering a monk like Wang Hong who is good at attacking with spiritual consciousness.

At this moment, the more than 100 people under him had the absolute upper hand against the more than 40 people of the Zhanhuang tribe without any suspense.

Especially his fifteen red armored guards, the black knives in their hands were exceptionally sharp, and they would often cut the Huang clan's people and weapons in half with one strike.

Soon, the dozens of Desolate people they faced had all been beheaded.

And two of the other seven teams are fighting against the strong Desolate race, while the other five teams are still fighting among the Desolate race.

Although the two teams that fought against the strong Desolate race had the upper hand, it was difficult to kill their opponents in a short period of time, and it would take a lot of time.

Especially the Desolate race's physical body is strong, and many magic weapons can't cause too much damage to them.

"Your Majesty, are we going to help or kill the low-level Desolate Race?"

Hu Jian held a black knife and asked Wang Hong.

"retreat!"

In Wang Hong's consciousness, there are already groups of Desolate people rushing here from behind.

Although the different tribes of the Huangzu were separated by a day's distance, that was calculated based on the marching speed of the army.

There are a large number of low-level Huangzu in the army of the Huangzu, and their speed is not fast, but this does not affect the mutual rescue of the high-level strong.

"withdraw!"

Although Hu Jian hadn't seen a few shadows of the Desolate Clan yet, after hearing Wang Hong's order, he turned around and ordered everyone behind him to retreat without any hesitation.

"Withdraw! Withdraw! Withdraw!"

The other seven teams didn't have the quality of order and prohibition like the Demon Fury Army, although they had discussed it before going to battle.

At this moment, Wang Hong shouted several times in succession, these talents reluctantly left the battlefield, and they had already fallen behind a large part of the crouching demon army.

The seven teams had only withdrawn for a moment, and countless powerful auras had already arrived at the battlefield.

If Wang Hong and the others stayed at night for a while, they might not be able to escape.

"It's dangerous! Fortunately, Fellow Daoist Wang reminded me in time, otherwise I might be buried here."

The cultivator surnamed Yue was watching Huang Qianfeng from a distance, and he was still a little scared at the moment.

He had just fought with a fifth-level desolate race, but when he wanted to retreat, he was entangled by the opponent and almost couldn't escape.

Fortunately, Wang Hong threw a red bead from a distance at that time, and the bead turned into a golden flame, which blocked the opponent and helped him get rid of the opponent's entanglement.

"Everyone, now that the Desolate people are prepared, our actions will only become more and more dangerous in the future. When it is time to retreat, we must be resolute and decisive, and we must not be procrastinated." Wang Hong waved his hands and said a few words.

Next, they quietly sneaked to the rear of the Desolate race, and launched another sudden attack.

When the Desolate Race reacted and sent people to reinforce them, the cultivators of the Transhumanist Alliance had already slipped away, leaving few corpses of the Desolate Race.

This kind of behavior of killing a person and taking the corpse away is usually a warrior of the Demon Subduing Army.

They can take these corpses back to cultivate the hunting demon tree, and Jingyuan Pill is the most practical pill for warriors below the third level of the Great Chu Immortal Kingdom.

These Desolate races are physically strong and full of energy and blood, so it is perfect for cultivating the Demon Hunting Tree.

In fact, the Demon Hunting Tree is not picky at all, as long as it is flesh and blood, it will absorb it and then produce seeds.

These flesh-and-blood bodies including human race, monster race, demon race, and desolate race can all be absorbed by it.

In Great Chu Immortal Kingdom, apart from strictly prohibiting the use of human corpses to cultivate demon-hunting trees, there are no other restrictions.

When the other people saw the crouching demon army picking up the corpses, they followed suit and picked up the corpses of the Huangzu that they had beheaded.

Anyway, it's just a matter of little effort, they can give it to the Fumo Army after picking it up, and they can also get a favor.

Wang Hong led eight small teams, appeared suddenly like this, attacked and killed a few desolate people, and ran away, not at all interested in fighting.

As a result, the Desolate tribe was originally divided into three parts, the front, middle and back, and they had to gather all of them together, not daring to disperse them.