With the removal of an advance team, several people set out again. After a while, a half-orc legion of about 2,000 people appeared in their sight. With the destruction of the advance team, the half-orc legion had already reacted and formed a formation to block their way. At the same time, a terrible aura began to react from space.

"What should I do now?" Not to mention Virs, even Beorot couldn't help but hold the battle axe tightly and asked Xia Zuo in a low voice.

The power in the space did not have much impact on Xia Zuo. His eyes were only turning in the space. The Book of Soul in his hand opened again, and then slowly flew away from his palm, gradually rising in the space and floating above his head.

Weirs only felt the power in the space disappearing suddenly. He looked at Xia Zuo's figure and his uneasy heart relaxed slightly.

As the Book of Soul carries all the power, Xia Zuo uses the Book of Soul to penetrate into the message network. A huge message network begins to emerge. As soon as it penetrates into it, Xia Zuo only feels a stream of messages passing through it quickly. At the same time, a stream of spiritual power begins to impact the peeping consciousness, and at this time, the Book of Soul helps Xia Zuo to bear all the spiritual impact.

Just as Xia Zuo began to survey the position of the wise man, a message suddenly came from his body and poured into his consciousness. Xia Zuo suddenly opened his eyes and saw dozens of battle axes thrown directly in the large group of half-orcs. The battle axes formed parabolas under the space, hitting them with extremely accurate arcs.

Borot growled. A stone giant four or five meters high stood in front of them. At this time, the Book of Soul above Xia Zuo began to flip independently. A strange and invisible force spread out from the Book of Soul, solidifying in space and enclosing more than ten meters around them.

I saw the thrown battle axes as if they were trapped in the mud, gradually slowing down. They solidified one by one in the space, and then fell from mid-air to the ground...

Among these thrown battle axes, only one battle axe, with its bare-nosed power, flew across the invisible power of the space and hit the stone giant. There was only a muffled sound from the stone giant's body, and pieces of gravel fell from its body.

At this time, Xia Zuo sensed the position of the wise man in the message network, unlike those wise men who had encountered before who were hidden among the orcs. The wise man in front of him seemed much more high-profile, wearing a clean robe and riding a silver-white grassland giant wolf. A half-orc standing next to the wise man stood a half-orc with his upper body. The battle axe that had broken the stone giant was thrown out by him.

As soon as he sensed his position, Xia Zuo did not hesitate at all. The scarlet light flashed in the Book of Soul, and then four fireballs began to gradually condense on the surface...

At this time, the orcs launched a charge towards Xia Zuo, and a large number of orcs rushed over. As they rushed over, four fireballs carried large numbers of fire marks, swept over the top of their heads, slid over almost three or four hundred meters of space, and hit the wise man.

Only four sensational sounds were heard, and the bursting flames formed a huge wave of fire and began to wash away under the space. As for the wise man, he was in the center of the fire wave, and when the fireball exploded, he was directly swallowed by the flames...

However, as the flames generated after the fireball exploded gradually disappeared in the space, leaving only a charred corpse in the space. As for the previous wise man and the powerful half-orc, they disappeared in the space strangely. Even the network of message transmission disappeared completely. The wise man seemed to have disappeared. Even if Xia Zuo sensed, he did not find their traces again...

"Damn it, where is the man?"

Xia Zuo was shocked and angry. In his keen perception, he felt a pair of scarlet and violent gazes flashing. Even though he lost the control of the wise man, the orcs still did not retreat. Instead, they regarded Xia Zuo as the object of venting the violence in their hearts and kept rushing towards Xia Zuo.

Suddenly, Xia Zuo suddenly felt like he fell into a trap in his heart...

The orcs rushing towards him gradually approached, then waved their battle axe and slashed towards Xia Zuo. Weirs exclaimed, and his figure instinctively hid behind them, while Dog was lying beside Xia Zuo, with ferocious fangs cracked, and staring at the approaching figure.

The stone giant waved his stone arms and hit the rushing orcs. It immediately hit the orcs out with the impact. The stone giant escaped from them and rushed into the rushing battle group, while Borut stood beside Xia Zuo with an axe.

Xia Zuo's eyes wrinkled tightly, and the Book of Soul on his head fell from the space, then levitated in front of Weirs. Looking at the group of figures rushing over, Weirs almost instinctively hugged the Book of Soul, and only heard a familiar voice echoing in his ears: "Use mental power to mobilize the power in it!"

Weirs was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted and carefully mobilized his tiny power. A strange ball of light began to flash from the Book of Soul, and then gathered itself in the space. Then this force rushed out of the Book of Soul and hit a half-orc, which was immediately burned and killed by the flames.

Xia Zuo looked at Dog, gave it a wink, Dog whined, standing next to Weirs unwillingly...

Xia Zuo had a cross sword, and a red light flashed from the sword. Looking at the rushing figure, he spat out a mouthful of saliva, "If you are not afraid of death, come..."

Before he could finish speaking, the orc had already rushed out of the stone giant's defense line and strangled towards them.

The cross sword in Xia Zuo's hand fell, and when the flashing red light passed through the space, the figure rushed over immediately solidified in the space. Then a large amount of blood splashed out from the space, dyeing the surrounding space red. Xia Zuo rushed into the battle group. As the figure moved, the blood in the space was immediately sucked by Xia Zuo's body...

During this period, while studying the power of laws, Xia Zuo had a deeper understanding of his own purgatory power. With the waving of the Cross Sword, his figures exploded one by one in the space, and then the surging blood began to be swallowed by Xia Zuo independently.

During the research process, Xia Zuo lost a lot of energy, so that after his body came into contact with energy, the body responded independently. As the blood was swallowed up, a warm feeling began to flow in the body. In this process, the body's power gradually awakened in the sleep, and a stream of power began to rage in the space.

Xia Zuo stood at the forefront, shattering all the surging figures. Corpse collapsed in front of him. Every time the steps stopped, a pile of corpses would accumulate in front of him. As the swallowing was in full swing, a stream of power was awakened from his body, and the powerful feeling was reflected from the ** to his consciousness again.

Time has not passed long, and in this process, hundreds of orcs have died in his hands. Under his power, a space has been opened up. However, such a number is only a small step compared to orcs. Xia Zuo's eyes turned in space, but the figure of the wise man seemed to have disappeared strangely and never appeared again. Even the mysterious network of communication disappeared.

Xia Zuo looked at the boundless figure, and after the orcs continued to siege, he finally said to the dwarf: "You retreat first, I will cut off the back."

The dwarf solidified, turned around resolutely, and decisively, excitedly, Weirs climbed onto the back of Dog's ridge and left the battlefield...

As the dwarf left, Xia Zuo lost the last trace of bond in his heart. He held the cross sword in his hand tightly. Looking at the countless orcs rushing over, Xia Zuo suddenly roared from his mouth, and the sound shook in their consciousness.

Perhaps because of the long time since there was no battle, when I was fighting bloody, I felt a refreshing pleasure all over my body, and a boiling feeling of blood. The figure crashed into the beast tide, and a passage was directly opened up in the surrounding beast nest. In the passage, more than a half orcs were smashed by Xia Zuo.

After rushing into the battle group, countless hideous and cruel faces were imprinted in their eyes one by one. Under the control of the wise, these orcs who rely on cruel and violent activities revealed their essential killing instincts in their hearts.

The light on the Cross Sword swelled again, and when it was swung, a large piece of blood mist was stirred up in the space. All the blood mists were swallowed into the body. The strange feeling that surged up from the body became stronger, and there was another roar in the mouth. At the same time, the Cross Sword in his hand shook and killed one after another, and clusters of blood began to splash in the space.

The fighting spirit began to burn in the thigh, and the roots were flashing with varying degrees of light. A trace of silent force was squeezed out from the thigh, and a scarlet red began to appear on the surface of the body. With the continuous killing, the scarlet red began to become more and more intense, and then it continued to rotate in the muscles.

Gradually, in this process, Xia Zuo gradually lost himself, killed in his heart, and occupied his entire consciousness in a mad manner, and completely fell into a mad killing, until his body energy reached saturation and fatigue drowns out of the madness, and his will was freed from the mad killing.

At this time, almost three or four hundred orcs had fallen down beside Xia Zuo. Countless corpses were piled up at his feet to form a sudden mountain of corpses. Xia Zuo stood on the top of the mountain of corpses, and countless orcs gathered around him. Blood soaked in his body and fell on the body drop by drop. A feeling of soreness filled his body, and he couldn't help but breathe in his mouth. With the successive explosions, even his mental feeling was only a slight depressed.

Xia Zuo did not linger, but kicked his feet suddenly, and the mountain of corpse under his feet suddenly shook, and a ball of blood mist began to spread rapidly under his feet. The whole figure jumped up and passed through the space like a afterimage. When it fell on the ground, the footsteps rushed straight outward.
Chapter completed!