My Body Is Super Strong

After a few hours of flight, Yin Baichuan and the others came to the edge of a mountain. The Storm tribe was built on the mountain, and it looked larger and safer than the Ash tribe.

They looked around in the distance and then fell.

"Lang Ling'an, Lang Hua, you lead people to stare at all four directions, if anyone escapes, kill them, and those who can't be killed drive a magic speeder to follow, and report the situation to us at any time. "Lang Lingxuan instructed.

"Yes, elder sister!"

"Yes, eldest sister!"

"Xiuyu, Xiao Wu, Pei Ning, the three of you will get along Let them be together." Yin Baichuan also said.

"Okay, be careful!" Li Xiuyu urged.

Afterwards, Lang Lingxuan took out the battle robot, got into the magic flying car with Yin Baichuan, and flew towards the center of the Storm Tribe.

Hanging in the sky, Lang Lingxuan took out a beautiful magic scroll. This scroll is made of animal skin, and there is a mysterious red pattern on it. Before it is unfolded, you can feel the fiery feeling it exudes, as if it will burn people.

This scroll is a magic scroll of 'earth fire' made by a level 50 blaster. This skill can be learned at an intermediate level. The formidable power is not too large, but the scope is very broad. Especially the magic from the level 50 powerhouse, within one square kilometer, the earth fire will burn up, burning all the life above.

Lang Lingxuan had hesitation in her eyes, but she immediately put on indifference, untied the tie on the scroll, and threw the scroll from the magic speeding car towards the biggest house.

The magic scroll fell straight down. When it was ten meters from the ground, a gust of wind blew, the scroll opened directly, and it fell to the ground.

"What is that?"

"How does something fall from the sky?"

"Is it a treasure?"

"Look, there's something floating in the sky."

"..."

Several Leopard Orcs saw the scrolls floating down, discussing spiritedly.

There are those who are doubtful, those who are curious, those who are apprehensive, and those who want to snatch.

The scroll fell to the ground, and a blazing red light suddenly emitted.

“bang!”

With a loud bang, the red light spread out immediately, expanding in a circle toward all around at a lightning-fast speed, wherever it went, A half-meter-high red flame erupted directly from the ground, engulfing countless people and buildings within the range.

Lang Lingxuan and Yin Baichuan were on the magic speeder, watching the spreading fire ring, indifferent.

This is a war of genocide between tribes, and there is no room for mercy.

"Ah!"

"Help!"

"Don't!"

"It hurts!"

Countless leopard orcs rolled and struggled in the flames, but the number of -1000 per second jumped from their heads, and quickly devoured these leopard orcs, and by the way all the buildings All were raging on fire.

Although this magic scroll is an earth fire technique with low attack power, it is made by a level 50 powerhouse. fell, and was burned to death.

In addition, the lost place is the central location of the Storm Tribe. The people living here are all the leopard clan orcs, and their strength is stronger.

So, if this magic goes on, the Storm Tribe will suffer heavy losses.

“bang!”

The roof of the largest stone house was destroyed by tremendous force, and a strong leopard orc in gorgeous heavy armor and a sword burst out of the big hole , standing on the roof.

This person is the patriarch of the Storm Tribe.

"Which adult is visiting my Storm Tribe? Did my Storm Tribe offend who? Please come down and let me make amends!"

Leopard Zhantian He raised his head and stared at the magic flying car in the sky. Although his eyes were full of anger, his voice was very humble.

When he saw this powerful magic, he thought it was a magician of level 50 or above, and he was definitely not an opponent, so he said that.

It's just that the magic speeder is very quiet and ignores him.

Leopard Zhantian glanced around and saw the miserable scene around him. Even though the earth fire technique had disappeared, the remains of the corpse underground and the burning house deeply stinged his eyeballs. He wants to explode directly.

But he can't. If he offends a level 50 powerhouse, then their Storm Tribe can only be destroyed.

So he shouted loudly again: "Please give me the Storm Tribe a chance to admit my mistake. The Tornado Tribe is my friend of the Storm Tribe. Please also look at the face of the Tornado Tribe!"

The Gale Tribe is a tribe with a level 50 powerhouse, and it is also a Leopard tribe, which is still very deterrent. With the benefits brought by the pneumatic drill, he made a good friendship with the Tornado Tribe.

So, he thinks, it might give some face to name the Wind Tribe, this strange powerhouse.

"Patriarch, all dead, except for the people in the patriarch hall, all the clansman within a kilometer are dead!"

A Leopard Orc jumped up to the roof, eyes Showing grief, he said to Leopard Zhantian.

Leopard Zhantian clenched his fists and clenched his teeth tightly. Within a radius of one kilometer, but the elites of their Storm Tribe, without them, the strength of the Storm Tribe would be greatly reduced. Only He is level 40 general without an army.

Why?

What exactly is a powerhouse?

Why would you do such a cruel thing?

Leopard Zhantian is puzzled, even if they offend powerhouse, there is no need to do such a thing, right?

The level 50 powerhouse comes directly to the door, doesn't he have to respectfully compensate him? Why do you need to kill them outright? This is totally unreasonable.

On the magic speeding car, Lang Lingxuan coldly instructed the battle robot: "Go, start destroying inside, and kill the stronger ones first."

"Yes, master!"

The battle robot's eyes flashed with red light, opened the door, and jumped straight down.

Draw a battle blade in midair, a flame spewed out from behind, adjusted his direction, and slashed towards Leopard Zhantian fiercely.

This battle droid only has great strength and speed, defense, and fighting skills instilled in it. Even without any skills, it is very powerful.

"What!"

Leopard Zhantian stared wide-eyed as he looked at the fallen battle robot.

At first he thought it was a small powerhouse, but when he swooped down, he saw the face with the metal mask and the red light in his eyes.

"Zhan...battle robot!"

Leopard Zhantian exclaimed, his voice full of disbelief and trembling.

He was fortunate enough to go to a banquet with the patriarch of the Wind Tribe to a powerful orc tribe, and at that banquet, even if he was a level 40 powerhouse, he was not eligible to sit.

Saw a patriarch child protected by this fighting robot there.

The patriarch and they boasted that this kind of battle robot is level 50, and its battle strength is stronger than the ordinary level 50 powerhouse. This battle robot cost him nearly one million spirit level Spirit Crystal.

Even if the wind drill they regarded as a treasure by the Storm Tribe was worth a level 50 battle robot.

But he didn't have time to see which local tyrant attacked their Storm Tribe, and the battle robot's sword full of endless power had already fallen towards him.

The mighty power pressed him to the ground, and he could only be passively endured.

"Ah~~"

Leopard Zhantian roared, raised his sword and collided with the battle robot's sword.

"Ding!"

"Boom!"

Leopard Zhantian's sword was cut off immediately, and it fell down his head, instantly It was divided into two halves, and even the house and the ground were smashed into a deep pit by the powerful impact of the battle robot.

Only level 40 Leopard Zhantian had no chance of resisting, and was instantly killed.