It contains the soul imprint of the master of the Sheep Tribe and cannot be used without purification.

No one will be rejected if he or she is crazy.

His hands were like holding two balls of flame.

The purification process is also extremely simple.

Just give it a try.

The soul imprints and weapon spirits inside all disappeared.

The magic weapon directly returns to its initial state.

Even No. 8 smiled for the first time: "Master, why do I feel like you are helping them restore their factory settings?"

Ren Kuang laughed and said: "This metaphor is very appropriate."

They chatted and laughed easily, but the strong sheep tribe below were so angry that they were furious.

Ren Kuang's behavior was clearly a sign of disregard and provocation to them.

This public erasure of the marks on the Sheep clan's magical weapons is like a public execution of their ancestors.

What an insult to sheep!

Yang Zhan locked eyes on Ren Kuang and sneered: "Crazy Emperor? I thought you had three heads and six arms, but it turns out you are no different from these lowly humans."

Although there are layers of formations blocking the way, the powerful soul power of the seven-star expert is still suffocating.

Xiao Zhentian was speechless.

Ren Kuang took a step forward and waved the staff in his hand.

It's like a pool of spring water is opened at random, the void ripples, and the pressure suddenly disappears.

Yang Zhan's eyes narrowed: "As expected of a member of the Fairy Clan, he is born with a powerful soul."

Ren Kuang smiled slightly: "Thank you very much, Elder of the Sheep Clan, for sending me such a grand gift."

"It's just that there are too many sheep, so I have to build a sheepfold to close them, which is a bit troublesome."

"How about you commit suicide half of the time and I'll keep the other half alive?"

The sheep clan was boiling and their curses were loud.

This was the first time they had seen such an arrogant person.

The generals howled with anger and asked for battle one after another.

Yang Zhan's face was gloomy and he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Attack with all our strength, capture Bayang City at all costs, capture the Mad Emperor, and make the Fairy Clan pay the price."

The vanguard army of the sheep clan roared loudly, and everyone attacked together in a chaotic manner.

Ren Kuang shook his head repeatedly as he watched.

The Sheep Clan as a whole is like the tribal era. Individuals have great strength but don't know how to cooperate.

Moreover, there are no advanced magic weapons.

In addition to conventional weapons such as swords, guns and sticks, the staff can barely be regarded as a long-range magic weapon.

Moreover, the attacks are arbitrary and there is no concentration of force at all.

Thousands of years of comfortable life have completely reduced the already cowardly sheep tribe.

The self-confidence recovered from the human race simply cannot withstand any test.

"Concentrate your strength and attack one place."

Lieutenant General Yang Lan shouted sharply.

"Yes, sir."

All the sheep tribes followed his guidance and attacked the city gate.

Boom boom boom!

The explosion sound like the heaven and earth breaking apart was deafening.

The entire city wall seemed to be shaking.

There was some damage to the matrix in the direction of the city gate.

But instantly, the power of the matrix was activated to repair the gap.

Although it didn't cause much damage, it was a great encouragement to the sheep tribe.

They bleated and screamed wildly, and mobilized more power to focus on one place and blast violently.

Ren Kuang frowned slightly: "It seems that there are smart people among the sheep tribe!"

No. 8 whispered: "Master, Nuwa City's army will arrive in half a day. According to this trend, Bayang City may not be able to survive until that time."

Ren Kuang pondered.

After half a day, the God-Destroying Cannon can be restored.

Although the Sheep tribe's attack method is simple and primitive, it is also very effective.

Xiao Zhentian asked for a fight: "Lord Mad Emperor, please allow us, the Heaven and Earth Society, to go and guard the East City."

Ren Kuang said: "Okay, I'll leave Dongcheng to you."

Number 8 said: "I will defend Beicheng."

Ren Zhan sent out a thought: "Brother, I will defend Nancheng."

Ren Kuang nodded: "Everyone, hold on for a long time. Nuwa City reinforcements are on the way and will arrive soon."

"Yes, Lord Mad Emperor!"

Everyone is excited and full of fighting spirit.

Ren Kuang has become their spiritual symbol.

Let them face the sheep tribe without fear or retreat.

In order to protect their homeland and defend the dignity of the human race, they are willing to fight to the death.

Ren Kuang is responsible for Ximen and taking care of the psychological counseling of believers in the city.

He did not skimp on the power of faith.

As much as you receive, you will give back as much as you receive.

In addition to appeasing everyone's mood, some miracles were also shown.

Either to help people heal, or to lend strength to the weak to resist the bullying of evil people.

Ren Kuang was really worried about Bayang City.

Of course, the effect is very obvious.

In this situation, people's hearts are the most important.

Once people's hearts collapse, it's all over.

The morale of the sheep tribe is greatly boosted.

After all, they are a mage army, and their own strength is not weak.

One after another, a group of people poured out their energy and immediately retreated, replacing others and starting again.

Although the ancient formation in Bayang City was powerful, in the face of this continuous and powerful attack, gaps finally began to appear.

Yang Lan was overjoyed: "Continue to increase the intensity of the attack, Meng Hu's army is preparing to enter the city."

"Kill all the creatures in Bayang City!"

"We, the Sheep Clan, want to establish our authority today and massacre the city!"

He looked at the little humans on the city wall and sneered.

Who said all sheep people are cowardly?
Chapter completed!