Fog Survival

Kemps and Achilles were also shocked by the scene before them.

The appearance of five powerful sacred creatures brought this advantageous war back to an equal situation.

Originally, it was thought that the entry of 12 perfect creatures would be enough to establish a sufficient advantage on the battlefield.

Before the battle began, none of them could have imagined that Qi Yuan could have so many perfect combat forces!

Especially this strange totem creature, even its existence could not be understood.

Qin Yan snorted coldly: "Let's see who has more perfect combat power!"

This is a poker card, both sides take turns to play cards, this is a war, a life-and-death war.

Qin Yan did not hold back, and all the tribesmen behind him stepped forward and began to join the battlefield.

They are the strongest part of the combat power, each of them is proficient in witchcraft, and their strength is enough to match the beasts of the same level.

To deal with this battle, seven tribes each sent two warriors, a total of 14 perfect-level combat forces.

One Xinzhi died, and three others were exhausted and unable to fight. Xinzhe also needed to take care of Wei Xi, forming a confrontation.

So in the end, there were still 9 perfect-level warriors who could play!

At this time, Qi Yuan also roughly understood the opponent's combat power through the holographic stone shadow, and his mood became heavy.

The people in the tribe were definitely the most difficult part to deal with, and he almost exhausted all his combat power to confront!

Especially Qin Yan and Zhou Ye, several patriarch-level figures, it is very likely that the combat power of the late perfect level will come forward to solve it.

If there are other means similar to the giants before, it will inevitably be more troublesome.

Moreover, he has to reserve a part of the combat power to deal with the possible battles that may occur later.

You know, although Campos and Achilles sent out some beast combat forces, their human combat power is still there.

That is also a force that can affect the situation of the war.

Rubbing his eyebrows, Qi Yuan felt a headache.

An Changlin looked cautious and said in a low voice: "Brother, there are 9 tribesmen, two of them are fire attribute, and their strengths are late perfect level and early perfect level respectively."

"Two are space attribute, one late, one early."

"One is wood attribute, late."

"One is medium!"

"Two are wind attribute, one medium, one early."

"One is bone attribute, medium!"

Hearing the information reported by An Changlin, Qi Yuan suddenly felt a headache.

3 late perfect level, 3 mid perfect level, 3 early perfect level.

...

The participation of all the tribesmen is stronger than the combined strength of all the combat forces that appeared before.

All the confrontations before, once they join, will instantly widen the gap and form a crushing advantage.

Qi Yuan must not let this happen. Even if he bites the bullet, he must stop all nine people.

Qin Yan was about to rush forward, but an extremely huge brown bear fell from the sky like a meteorite and stood in front of him.

The wild beast breath made Qin Yan take a few steps back.

The bear king's low consciousness came: "Human, this road is open!"

"There is also a perfect level?!"

Qin Yan already felt the pressure. He thought it was an easy war, but the opponent gave him surprises again and again.

With fear in his eyes, he said with a squint: "I will deal with this bear, Zhou Ye, you attack the island in the sky."

"Okay!"

However, before he left, dozens of thick vines swept over from a hundred meters away, and a childish voice consciousness came: "No matter where you go, this is your destination."

The guardian giant tree joined the battlefield, with a huge body far exceeding all combat power, instantly covering the entire battlefield, and countless vines spread out, instantly controlling the entire scene.

After absorbing all the energy of the guardian thorns, the guardian giant tree, which had already reached the late stage of the perfect level, was now close to the peak of the perfect level.

The two top combat forces made the entire battlefield turbulent.

The old village chief and others who were deeply involved in the war actually felt a little regretful at this moment.

The old village chief looked at the fragmented and still continuing battlefield, and a trace of confusion appeared in his heart: "Old man, do you think you will win this time?"

The old woman in black had a deep look in her eyes, and her voice was like the friction of old branches: "Does it matter whether you win or lose?"

"We lost thousands of years ago. It's nothing more than coming to today with foolish and ignorant thoughts across thousands of years and doing some stupid things."

"Compared to the past, we are better than the descendants of the eighth-level shelter. Compared to the future, we are also better than this The hegemon of an era."

"Since you choose to participate in this war, we will accompany you. I told you before coming here, be prepared to die."

"Hahaha." Another loud laugh sounded, and another square-faced old man in black said loudly: "Why care about winning or losing? We are witnessing the disputes of three eras and the collision of civilizations of three eras. It is worth dying for."

However, before he finished speaking, a huge fist came, and the powerful force directly broke half of his shoulder.

Zhang Wei walked onto the battlefield calmly, looking at several old men indifferently, with a hint of doubt in his eyes: "Three eras? Three civilizations? Are there two... Oh, yes, you count yourself in."

The old man who fell in a pool of blood spurted out a mouthful of blood, and a touch of humiliation appeared in his gray eyes.

As the blood flowed out, helpless words came out: "Hehe, I didn't expect... no one cares about our existence at all..."

Zhang Wei has good ears. Even if the battlefield is very noisy, he can still hear the old man's voice. He changed his face and comforted him: "That's right. The boss told me to deal with you first, which shows that he still cares about you."

The old village chief looked strange: "Then he sent you alone?"

"What? Do I need a lot of people to deal with you guys?"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Wei's blood was like a river and sea. The sound of bones, blood and tendons could be heard a few meters away.

With a stronger force than beasts, combined with human skills and the spiritual patterns of the wisdom crystallization of the lake island, the result of the battle is beyond description.

The bloodthirsty knife and the angry blood instantly burst out energy, which completely reached the late stage of perfection, and it was a beast of the late stage of perfection!

Under the blade, the old man lying on the ground had no resistance at all, and his blood was drained in an instant, leaving only a dry corpse.

"Does this look like a person from thousands of years ago!"

The cold voice, like the whisper of a demon, echoed in the ears of others.

The old village chief gnashed his teeth, he didn't expect that they, as the heritage of an era, would die in such a miserable way!

He couldn't imagine how the most powerful force in this civilization could accumulate so many perfect-level combat forces in just five years.