Chapter 1103： The Sixth Commander is very skilled!

Chapter 1103 The Sixth Commander is very skilled!

It’s faster to kill the strongest one.

Evolution point increase, calculated in hundreds of billions!

Faster than scanning goods!

This is Wang Ye's most direct feeling.

Combines the divine killing abilities of the Golden Winged Gods and the Undead.

The soul annihilation ability derived from the Crimson Soul-Destroying Thunder and the Eldar Divine Soul Killing Technique.

Plus his best ability to obliterate will.

Attack the Kaleidoscope!

It may still be difficult to kill the strongest member of the Chaos tribe.

But against the strongest member of the high-dimensional race, as long as the opponent reveals flaws and weaknesses, he can catch them!

Especially now that he is the Sixth Commander!

Huge power!

He has top elites such as Emperor Mu Qiushui and King Yemang under his command!

Comparing the combination of Lingsi County and Lingqi County of the Ling Tribe, it is even worse!

Not to mention, King Yuemeng, Golden Boy, and Lord Jinyan are not fuel-efficient lamps.

Push the Xuda tribe across the board!

The sixth unit of the Hideobu Division won the first battle!

Suppress the high-dimensional ethnic group, mission progress: 1/10.

"We, the Futian tribe, are willing to continue to pay the territory management fees." The chief of the Futian tribe was timid.

“I don’t want to accept it now.” Wang Ye said calmly.

The chief of the Futa tribe is full of bitterness.

He knew what this young commander meant.

The current universe, because the management fee is not paid, is not protected.

The Golden Wings of Gods can do whatever they want.

“What do you want?” The leader of the Futian tribe sighed.

In fact, he did not want to go against the Golden Wing God Clan, and would rather spend money to keep them safe.

But they are vassals to the Nether Clan, and their lifeline is entirely in the hands of the Chaos Clan, and they have no choice but to do so.

"What can you give me?" Wang Ye put his chin in his hand and looked at the clan leader with a very kind smile.

“This is a little thought from our Fuchu tribe.” The chief of the Fuchu tribe took out a storage ring.

“Oh?” Wang Ye reached out and took it, his expression unchanged.

His consciousness was slightly immersed, and he handed it back without even looking at it, and said calmly: "Not sincere enough."

"…Wait a moment." The chief of the Futian clan didn't say much, lowered his head slightly, and turned back to the clan alone.

Behind him, King Yuemeng and Golden Boy looked at each other.

Six commanders, very skilled!

Isn’t he a fledgling cultivator?

Jin Yanjun crossed his arms and sneered coldly.

As the captain who has the closest relationship with the six commanders, he knows very well how capable the six commanders are.

A cultivator?

Have you ever seen a cultivator go to Jade Man Fanhua Tower?

Have you ever seen cultivators sweep through every store and spend huge sums of money?

Have you ever seen a cultivator maniac, and how can you control him easily?

Jin Yanjun’s eyes fell on King Yemang who stood beside Wang Ye without saying a word.

He was able to tame the wild king who was rebellious and dared to go against the three commanders, and made him docile and obey his orders.

This is the real ability of the six commanders!

His ability to become the sixth commander depends not only on his backstage connections.

But really capable!

And, it’s hidden very deep!

Jin Yanjun admired and feared the young Sixth Commander.

He is not simple!

…

We talked for several rounds.

Wang Ye touched the bottom line of the Futa tribe.

"Now we are almost sincere." Wang Ye felt the heavy storage ring, smiled and stretched out his hand: "The clan leader can now turn over the territory management fee."

“Thank you very much.” The chief of the Futian tribe was heartbroken.

The people behind him, the strongest in the universe, all looked ugly and a little humiliated, but there was nothing they could do.

Wang Ye glanced over, his expression calm.

This is the Hongmeng Cosmic Sea where the weak and the strong eat each other.

This is the surviving high-dimensional ethnic group.

Faced with stronger combat power and greater power, the high-dimensional ethnic group is as humble as an ant.

Not even as good as the humans in the original universe.

“Let’s go.” Wang Ye turned around and left.

This battle taught the Futa tribe an unforgettable lesson.

But at the same time, he also taught himself a vivid lesson.

The reality is very cruel.

…

Whoosh!

The chaotic space-time shuttle flies to the next higher-dimensional universe.

“The oil and water are so rich.” Wang Ye counted the storage rings given to him by the clan chief and sighed with emotion.

There are 5,000 chaos crystals, ten divine objects, three elementary chaos holy treasures, and one medium chaos holy treasure inside.

There are countless treasures of life, fruits of chaos, and holy treasures of heaven.

There are also specialties of the Xuda universe, various rare materials.

All added up, it is estimated that it is close to 20,000 chaos crystals.

Already a lot.

Previously, the Lucky Clan, including the clan king Hao Aiji, could hire them to fight with 10,000 Chaos Crystals. Compared with the Lucky Clan, the Futian Tribe is weaker in ethnic strength.

Taking out these properties is equivalent to cutting off flesh for them.

“No wonder all the teams are eager to suppress the high-dimensional ethnic group.” Wang Ye put away the storage ring, his eyes twinkling.

Money is not too much for him.

But you have to make a stable income to make sustained profits.

"What's the current situation of the three commanders?" Wang Ye looked at the golden boy.

“We haven’t captured the Wu Yu clan yet,” Jintong said.

Wang Ye smiled knowingly.

Three commanders are a good touchstone.

Although the Wuyu tribe is not as strong as the Qiqi tribe and the Pudu tribe, they are still strong and rank third among the ten high-dimensional ethnic groups.

Before, I learned that the three commanders had not been able to win over the Wu Yu tribe, so I gave up on the Pudu people and focused on trying to suppress the weak people.

Unexpectedly, the water in my persimmon was squeezed dry, and the third commander was not finished yet.

“He chose too badly.” said the golden boy.

"No, the third commander has the right idea." Wang Ye said: "He plans to quietly make a fortune and leave. He doesn't want to make a big splash, so he has to choose a high-dimensional group with huge profits."

“The Qiqi tribe is the source of the riots here, so we definitely can’t choose.”

“Behind the Pudu Human Clan is the Jade God Clan, which may have a background in the alliance of major human clans, but the water is too deep.”

“The Wu Yu clan is just right, with plenty of oil and water, and it’s also within the hunting range of his combat power.”

“Unfortunately, he didn’t expect that the high-dimensional people would fight tooth and nail this time.”

The golden boy nodded suddenly.

The beautiful eyes of King Yuemeng beside him flickered.

She actually didn’t have much contact with the Sixth Commander in the Yudou Camp.

You won’t know more until you actually perform the mission.

Sixth Commander, unexpectedly powerful!

Not only resourceful, but also sharp in means.

The third commander thought he was the new commander and acted unscrupulously.

But he didn't know that he was being used as a spearman by the Sixth Commander, and his calculations were clear.

"What should we do next? Do you want to help the third commander?" King Yuemeng blinked his peach blossom eyes and turned to Wang Ye.

She is very good at using her own resources to climb up. Although she likes women, it does not mean that she cannot fish.

"What are you doing for him?" Wang Ye laughed dumbly: "How can such a good weather vane be wasted?"

“He helped us attract firepower on the front line, test the mission progress, and make it clear.”

"If he can capture the Wu Yu tribe, we can go about this mission with ease. The remaining eight high-dimensional tribes will not pose too many risks. We can just suppress them violently one by one."

“Including the Qiqi tribe and the Pudu tribe.”

Standing in the first place, Emperor Mu Qiushui, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "What if he is defeated by the Wu Yu clan?"

Wang Ye smiled slightly and said with exquisite eyes: "That means the Chaos Clan is going to take action."

…

Wang Ye knew the current situation well.

Not just on his side.

In just a hundred years, the number of riot areas among the Gaowei ethnic group has been increasing.

A support team was dispatched.

very busy.

This is a trend, and it is also a storm that is about to come.

The Golden Winged God Clan, which has been at ease for a long time, is facing internal and external troubles!

The lessons learned from the Baomu God Clan are clearly visible in our minds.

Divinity is a big cake!

“Hurry!” Wang Ye seized the time and carried out the task.

Having taken down three high-dimensional groups in a row, he now has a full pocket and is extremely rich.

Not only that, in the battle with three high-dimensional groups, they went on a killing spree, and their evolutionary points exceeded one trillion.

He doesn’t care what the outcome of the Golden Wings of Gods will be.

Anyway, he is so happy now!

Tan tribe, take it!

The fourth high-dimensional group took a little effort.

But the more powerful the high-dimensional ethnic group is, the richer the oil and water will be!

Moreover, the team damage cost can even cost the high-dimensional people a lot of money!

The loser, and the loser of the high-dimensional community, does not even have room for bargaining.

This is the Hongmeng Cosmic Sea.

Whoosh!

Wang Ye finished a large sum and left quickly.

 Judging from the current signs of the Divine Realm and the overall trend of the surrounding situation, he has a vague feeling...

The cord of gunpowder has been lit.

The explosion will happen sooner or later.

Although he doesn’t know when it will explode, with the weather vane there, he is not worried about missing the opportunity.

The most important thing is, before the explosion, you can make a little bit!

High-dimensional ethnic group, very moist!

ifies!

The door is pushed open!

The golden boy ran over in a hurry, with a look of panic on his face.

“That’s not good, Sixth Commander!”

“The three commanders were defeated!”