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"Oh." Uncle De nodded, indicating that he understood, and then stopped talking. There was no solemn expression on his face.

Uncle De and Uncle Fu both came from the battlefield.

They had seen a lot of scenes like blood spreading for thousands of miles, millions of corpses lying on the ground, mountains of heads and bones covering the ground.

According to Hong Libing's estimate, in the minds of the two of them, if tens of thousands of people didn't die, it might not be considered a big scene.

"Ho ho..." Suddenly, Po Jian's expression changed suddenly, and he roared at Hong Caibing, as if he had noticed something.

"What did you say?" Hong Caibing frowned suddenly, his eyes flickered, and the expression on his face changed slightly.

"Roar..." Yan Nu also quickly roared and narrated to Hong Libing.

"Xiao Bing, what happened to Yan Fury and Po Jian?" Fu Bo frowned and asked, "They are third-order high-level monsters. They have seen scenes like dead people many times. There is no reason to make such a fuss. Have you discovered something?

Something unusual?”

"Yanwu, Pojian, they said... there is the smell of the dark dragon in the pile of dead people!" Honglibing paused and his voice became heavier, "And there are far more than one!"

"Oh, the Dark Dragon?" Fu Bo raised his brows and smiled noncommittally. His frown suddenly relaxed, as if he didn't take it to heart.

"But don't the dark dragons live in groups in the center of the Warcraft Forest? Why did they come outside?" Uncle De asked.

"Roar..." Yan Nu roared and answered seriously.

"Yan Nu said, it doesn't know this either." Hong Libing lowered his head and analyzed it carefully, "However, the dark dragon is ferocious in nature, and its combat power is amazing. It is proficient in dark magic. When it reaches adulthood, it has a fourth-level master level that is comparable to that of ordinary humans.

It’s hard to deal with the strength of several masters.”

"What are you afraid of? It's just a fourth-level mid-level monster, the Dark Dragon. If you come one, I'll kill one, if there are two, I'll kill a pair!" Uncle De said proudly with his head raised.

After a pause, he rubbed his chin with his right hand and laughed strangely: "It just so happens that I have grown so old and have never killed a dragon. I never thought that now that I am so old, I can still be a dragon-slaying warrior.

, God really treats me well, haha..."

"..." In this regard, Hong Libing no longer knew what to say.

The fourth-level mid-level monster, the Dark Dragon, is no turnip and cabbage. It is everywhere and has no fighting power.

There should be a limit to being arrogant and arrogant.

Although Uncle De and Uncle Fu are powerful, their cultivation has reached the peak of the fourth level.

If coupled with the assistance of the Hong family's secret skills Xingpian and Yuepian, the ordinary dark dragon is indeed far from their opponent, and it is not difficult to kill them.

But if you were to face two dark dragons at once, it would probably be a bit difficult.

Although there are still more victories and fewer defeats, the consumption will definitely not be small, and you may even be injured.

If one person were to face three dark dragons at once, the outcome would probably be a 50-50 split.

In other words, the combined fighting power of Uncle Fu and Uncle De can be compared to six or seven dark dragons.

As for Hongcrack Ice, Yanwu, and Breaking Hard, they probably wouldn't be able to defeat a dark dragon together.

Basically, it is a cumbersome type of existence.

According to the olfactory reactions of Yanwu and Pojian, the number of dark dragons that had wreaked havoc in that pile of dead people definitely reached terrifying double digits!

Hong Libing felt that if the three of them and the two beasts were really unfortunate enough to encounter them, concealing their aura, escaping, and falling to the ground pretending to be dead would definitely be a much more promising option than fighting to the death.

But this is just a thought.

The seventh-level god-level spiritual consciousness of Hongchaibing is pervasive, and it can sweep through a land with a radius of hundreds of miles like looking at the palm prints.

Long before the Dark Dragon discovered their group of three people and two beasts, he was able to tell Yan Fury and Po Jian to run away quickly.

After a brief period of nonsense, Hong Libing, De Shu, Fu Bo, Yan Nu, Po Jian, a group of three people and two beasts, started their journey again.

Because of the dark dragon's aura, under Hong Libing's calm and calm appearance, he had actually secretly raised his heart of vigilance.

The huge seventh-level god-level spiritual consciousness sweeps endlessly, presenting all the scenery within a hundred miles radius in the heart.

Soon, he made a new discovery.

"Things are really strange!" Hong Libing thought to himself, his eyes flickering and his thoughts flowing endlessly.

As their group of three people and two beasts gradually went deeper into the Warcraft Forest, there were gradually more places where the dark dragon was wreaking havoc before, and the dead were all humans.

And every place has traces of the dark dragon's flames sprayed, making it a mess.

Within the scope of Hongcrack Ice's current spiritual consciousness, there are seven such places!

In these seven venues, some have only a few people, while others have hundreds of people.

This situation is so abnormal!

The Dark Dragon is a fourth-level mid-level dark-type monster. As an adult, it has the combat power of a strong fourth-level human race. It is truly invincible.

With such powerful fighting power, they naturally also have a bad habit common to dragons - arrogance.

In this way, in the eyes of dragons like the Dark Dragon with astonishing combat power, humans are nothing more than ants. Walking on the road, they are not even interested in taking a look. A breath of dragon breath can burn a large area to death.

It's like a mature adult man doesn't care about the ants at his feet when walking on the road.

And the current situation where dozens of dark dragons have gathered together, lowering their bodies and looking around to attack humans, would be unbelievable in normal times.

In other words, something big must have happened!

Thinking of this, Hongli Bing's mouth suddenly became dry.

Dozens of invincible dark dragons, whose combat power is almost comparable to that of a million-strong army, can sweep across the principality without any problems.

Even a powerful kingdom-level force would probably suffer huge losses and suffer severe injuries if it suddenly suffered such a powerful attack.

I believe that if we leave it alone, many humans will suffer.

But what the heck!

Hong Libing shrugged his shoulders. Now that he was a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, he could not protect himself. How could he have the skill and strength to deal with dozens of vicious and powerful dark dragons?

What's more, what does it matter whether the humans who come to the Warcraft Forest die or not?

Hong Libing is not a hero, and he has never wanted to be a hero, a short-lived profession.

He may do such things as sacrificing himself to save others, but this has a prerequisite, that is, among those waiting to be rescued, there are existences he cherishes!

However... while ensuring safety, some things still need to be clarified!

Hong Libing's eyes flashed, and he made some decisions in his heart.

Yanwu, ten kilometers ahead on the left!

Through the soul mark, his orders were issued to Yan Fury silently.

"Roar--" Yan Nu ordered and roared, indicating that he understood, and immediately followed Hong Caibing's instructions and ran quickly to the left front.

Uncle De and Uncle Fu had a gleam in their eyes.

The moment Yan Nu changed his direction, he secretly became alert.

Uncle Fu and Uncle De, although they have weird personalities, are not economical lamps.

They knew that nine out of ten times there was something abnormal.

The distance of ten kilometers, according to the footsteps of Yan Fury and Jian Wu, only takes a moment.

Just when they, a group of three people and two beasts, were about to reach the position mentioned by Hong Libing, Uncle De, who was checking the appearance of the old god, suddenly froze in his eyes, and let out a thunderous roar like a thunderous explosion, killing the sky.

The meaning also arises accordingly.

"Who is hiding there!"

The moment these words were shouted, a sharp and cold light burst out from the jungle like lightning!

It was as fast as cold lightning, chilling to the bone, and it went straight towards Uncle De's neck!

It’s so fast that people don’t even have time to exclaim!

"Huh!" Uncle De snorted coldly, his face suddenly turned cold, as if covered with frost and snow. He was about to take action to break it, but after being informed by Hong Libing, Yan Nu moved one step ahead of him.

"Shua——"

A red explosive flame bomb the size of a human head flew out of the air almost the moment the cold light exploded, forcibly blasting the cold light into the void.

“Rumble, rumble, rumble—”

The rolling, scorching wind, accompanied by blazing flames, spread and swept across like water, sweeping in all directions, plowing the ground three feet, breaking rocks, and reflecting the surrounding void in red.

The explosive flame bombs fired by Yan Fury with all his strength are so powerful that even a third-level golden warrior with a thousand armies and an easy-to-exploit level cannot defeat him at all.

The unknown man in black clothes and mask who attacked Uncle De had a sharp eye and knew how to be powerful.

The moment the explosive bomb exploded, he immediately used his ghost body technique to fly back quickly, creating dozens of afterimages in the void.

At the same time, as he raised his wrist, several rays of cold light shot through the air again, reaching hundreds of feet in an instant!

“Swish, swish, swish, swish—”

The sharp sound of the atmosphere tearing apart caused white air waves to surge throughout the void instantly, bringing with it great power.

"Hmph! How dare you even show off your ugliness! Xiao Bing, old bandit, step back!" Uncle De snorted coldly, his body shook, and he suddenly rose up like a black dragon, his clothes bulging, and he was menacing.

He stretched out his right hand, with five fingers like hooks, and grabbed it in the air.

"Tear-"

The sound of the atmosphere tearing and shattering immediately resounded throughout the world.

The empty air within a ten-foot radius stirred crazily under his grasp.

The completely substantive and intense fourth-level dark golden fighting spirit surged like a chao, filling the whole place, revealing a powerful momentum that suppressed all directions and swept away thousands of armies.

Those few rays of cold light, like lightning, seemed to be pulled away. Under Uncle De's grasp, their trajectory was abruptly reversed, and they landed in his palm and took on physical form.

These are three sharp silver flying knives with long fingers, as thin as a willow leaf, and a smooth body as a mirror.

At first glance, there doesn't seem to be anything strange about it.

But if you look closely, you will find that each silver flying knife is engraved with a soybean-sized pattern in the shape of an autumn leaf with red background and black lines.