Wang Zhongtian could see the situation around him at a casual glance. Even the guards who were protecting the war lords were so dim that they were about to disappear. We could see how powerful those explosions were.
Relying on their strong strength, the other side insisted on staying alive, still making the final effort, and ordered the retreat.
Then, without looking back, the war Lord turned around and flew away, shooting a series of Mars from the ground to catch up with him.
The armor of the war lord collapsed and broke in the strong light of the explosion. Fortunately, with a twinkle, he appeared a hundred meters away
The lethal radiation still shone on him, but his power was not as powerful as before. When he flew far enough away, looking back, the war lord was completely silent
The army of thirty thousand virtual spirits, which has just covered the sky, is now gone, dead and fleeing. Of course, the fleeing virtual spirits can be reconvened, not like the rout of human beings.
It's just that more people died. Just now, without any precaution, they met with disaster. Everything happened too fast, too fast, and there was no response or evacuation time at all.
Even Xuling, an energy creature that can escape into nothingness and move at a high speed, can't escape.
Soon, the number of deaths was counted out. In just one minute, 25000 virtual spirits died, and the remaining 5000 suffered from various degrees of damage, so they could not fight again in a short time.
The Lord of the war is silent, Wang Zhongtian is silent, and the high level of the army in the town is also silent. They broadcast the war live to boost the confidence of the God warrior army, which is also a warning.
However, no one expected such a disastrous defeat. In just one minute, everything had been reversed.
Xuling is God's most loyal warrior, and now, is it their turn to appear, but can we resist those deadly explosions?
Obviously, the strong light brought by those fireworks like explosions is the main cause of killing the virtual spirit. Can you resist the virtual spirit in your body?
Wang Zhongtian took a deep breath, connected with the Legion in the town, and ordered, "it's your turn. I'll see the result in half an hour."
All right, the spokesman of God has spoken. The top of the Legion immediately starts a meeting. All the staff members list all the possibilities and quickly work out a plan: "send elites to enter, laser guide the near surface missile, and directly bomb the camp."
As soon as the plan was submitted, Wang Zhongtian only hesitated for half a second, and immediately agreed to implement it. Whether the bombing camp would have an impact on Fudi, even if it had an impact, was limited.
Immediately, there were ten strong men in the town. They were all under Wang Zhongtian's cultivation men. They had great strength and were willing to be driven by him under the temptation of the empty spirit body.
Ten strong men came to the reservoir as fast as they could, and then without rowing, they went straight along the hill and rushed to the camp in different batches.
The mission only lasts half an hour. It's not a joke. It's a military order. If it can't be completed, there will be serious consequences.
Their mission process is very smooth, no one intercepts, no one obstructs, but the camp's shield has been raised again, blocking ten people's prying.
Unfortunately, if the shield is not there, maybe they can have a try. Maybe they can find a chance to attack each other directly.
As strong men, their strength has improved by leaps and bounds since they obtained the virtual spirit, and their confidence has increased several times. Just now, they see that they have been defeated greatly, and they are holding their mind to fight with the enemy.
But it doesn't matter. You don't have to do it yourself. Just move your fingers, and the camp will disappear completely under the missiles.
Ten people divided into five for defense. Five people used laser and other means to shoot a tractive beam. Three seconds later, flames erupted from the launcher in the town, and a missile soared into the air.
The missile with its plume cut through the sky, made a bend in mid air, and fell straight to the camp on the ground.
Another mountain, the defense of the five people subconsciously support their own shield, boom!
The whole mountain seemed to be submerged in the strong light, which made people unable to open their eyes. It took more than ten seconds for them to see the opposite side again.
That camp, has disappeared, leaving a dark hole, the whole mountain is burning.
"Everyone, put out the fire immediately!" The officer's orders are on the channel.
The legions in the town are out. This time, their task is no longer fighting, but fighting the fire. The blessed land has been conquered, and now it's their own.
Burn is their own things, who can not be distressed, every second is to burn their own meat ah.
Wang Zhongtian's mind also fluctuates slightly. This is the first blessed land he has. With the blessed land, his strength will enter a period of rapid growth again.
From then on, we no longer rely on the breath of others, but practice in our own territory. We can come as we want, and then we need to cultivate a group of loyal core subordinates.
Just thinking about the bright future, I can't help feeling surging. It's a good place to master. It's a resource that many practitioners can't reach.
For him, it's just the beginning. In fact, it didn't take much effort. Well, the loss of 20000 virtual spirits is a lesson.
For things that have passed, he should only pay for lessons, fully afford to lose with his own strength, and focus on the future, which is his motto. The five thousand practitioners were immediately selected to rush towards the fire. Even the wounded spirits came out and suppressed the fire by their own means. It's just that there are many trees and forests, and the fire is surging up tens of meters high. Even thousands of virtual spirits can't do anything about it. Their ability is really limited to the high temperature flame. But under Wang Zhongtian's death order, these virtual spirits still fight with their injured bodies to create strong wind, reduce the temperature and suppress the spread of the fire. Half an hour later, two thousand elite practitioners arrived, and what they could do was nothing compared with their virtual powers. There's no way to suppress the fire directly. Even machinery can't suppress the fire wall that is tens of meters high. What's more, they rush to the rear directly with human power. Within 200 meters, they open a fire barrier and hold a sharp blade. Everyone is as vigorous as a tiger, and their physical strength is as endless as if they can't use it. A 30 meter wide and one kilometer long isolation belt appeared in less than half an hour. The fire reached here and was unable to continue. Occasionally, some places burned by high temperature will be put out quickly. An hour later, the crisis will be relieved, the smoke will curl up on the mountain, and the smell of meat will come from the mountains. The creatures here are suffering, and more than 20 people will be injured by the scared creatures. However, compared with the blessed land, all these are not problems. Two thousand elites scattered in the blessed land to eliminate hidden dangers, and hundreds of others stood in line beside the holes in the original camp and looked up at the sky