The World’s Strongest Legion System

"Let's not go to the sand controlled area, we will go north and enter the mountains before dark!" Bawang Jinshen put away the map and looked towards the mountains to the north.

The barbarians with explosive gold armored men will not kill, and ran to kill the sand people, unless his mind is flooded.

"Commander, north is the territory of barbarians, this iron hoof tribe is not easy to provoke, more than 300,000 armored warriors, countless masters in the clan, and more than one Rank 7 master!" Kuroda Ya looked surprised and exhorted loudly.

"I know!" The Bawang Jinshen nodded, but didn't mean to change his mind. He turned his head and glanced back: "You take the soldiers and lie in ambush on the hills in front, and there is a barbarian slave shop behind.

There are about two to three thousand people, and he will be wiped out later. "

"Commander, these savages are really not easy to mess with. They are not only crowded, but also totem warriors, shamans, you still think about it!" Kuroda Ya anxiously sweated his head and followed closely behind.

"According to the command line, don't talk nonsense!" Overlord Jin stood out and ran towards the grassland.

During walking, the body grew bigger and taller, but within a few seconds, he became as tall and burly as a barbarian, and even the armor on his body became a barbarian style. Those who didn’t know thought he was really a barbarian. .

"This is fine too!" Kuroda Ya and the others were all dumbfounded.

There was a thought in all of them that the commander Chi You is not a human, but a monster!

The Bawang Jin's feet were off the ground, and he didn't fly high, so he flew close to the top of the plant and went up to a hill.

Farther ahead is the vast expanse of prairie. The grass more than one meter high is like a super large carpet, which looks particularly comfortable.

A winding road appeared from time to time, and a few miles away, a black centipede-like team rushed here.

There are a few monsters that are more than 20 meters long and resemble lizards in the team, the most conspicuous.

"Fourth-order shaman?"

Overlord Jin's eyes glowed. He did not look at the lizard beast, nor the two thousand majestic barbarians, and the string of sand captives, but stared at the strange old man on the back of the lizard.

He wears colorful feathers on his head, white skulls on his face and body, a sheep-head crutch in his hand, and four apple-sized skulls hung.

According to the information he got, one skull represents Tier 1 and the four skeletons represent Tier 4 shaman.

"System, why the language of the people here is similar to the lingua franca of the seventh plane, whether it is a sand tribe or a barbarian, I can understand it?"

Overlord Jinshen found a stone to sit down and waited quietly.

"Ding, in the ancient times, the strong of the seventh plane, while building portals on the surrounding planes, they also taught the aboriginal people to practice and language knowledge.

Because the lingua franca is widely spread and used by many races, under the mutual correction of various races, even after tens of thousands of years, there is still little change.

So till now, lingua franca is still in use. "

"So it is!"

Overlord Jinshen nodded, did not ask any more, before his eyes flashed, a large number of obscure symbols appeared.

There are one hundred and eight of these symbols, each of which represents a different meaning. They are arranged and combined with each other, some four or five, more than twenty or thirty, or even forty or fifty, forming various complex patterns. ,keep changing.

Ordinary people may feel dizzy, nauseous and vomiting at a glance, but the King Golden Body looks with gusto, and sometimes uses mental power to imitate drawing.

This is the general outline of the formation!

The body is learning the general outline of the formation, he can also learn, which is equivalent to two people learning at the same time, and the efficiency is more than doubled.

"It's a pity, there is only one Bawang golden body. If you can find the material for soul cultivation, you may be able to make another clone. Even if you don't fight, it will be good for learning!"

Half an hour later, the barbarian shop slave team in front entered the hilly area. The King Jinshen reluctantly opened his eyes and stared at the shaman silently.

With his strength and a thousand elite, there is no problem in destroying more than two thousand barbarians. The reason why he waited here instead of stepping forward to attack.

Mainly for the sake of safety, not to leave a living.

Because in the Dylan plane, any aborigines who report foreign invaders can get rich rewards from the eight kings.

So if you don’t do it, you can’t stay alive.

"Ironhoof tribe, actually killed my golden armor tribe warrior, go to death!" Overlord Jinshen suddenly roared and flew down from the hills.

At the same time, I gave myself a like in my heart.

This time, whether it was sound or movement, he would have learned the barbarians vividly.

"Golden Armor Tribe!" Tier 4 shaman turned his head in panic, with a look of astonishment, as if he had heard an incredible name.

"Boom," a large swath of crimson light flashed, and with the strength of the king's golden body approaching the sixth-order peak, the fourth-order shaman was unable to resist. Together with a dozen barbarians around him, he died on the spot.

"Ding, kill the Golden Armored Warrior prototype, a Tier 4 barbarian, get a Golden Armor Force Soldier Talisman (medium), 100 Spirit Tempering Pills, 100 Intermediate Order Breaking Pills, and 10 tons of gasoline.

………

"Intermediate soldier talisman, cool!" Overlord Jin's eyes fired, and a large amount of blood was set off among the panicked barbarians.

"Scarlet battle, he has only one person, kill him!"

"Iron hoof, iron hoof!"

"Boom!" The barbarian is warlike by nature, especially when I see only one person in the overlord golden body, more than two thousand people quickly rush to the middle.

As they were running, **** rays of light emerged from their bodies and connected to each other to form a large expanse of blood.

"Go to hell!" The king's golden body spear flicked, and several blood lights were blocked in front of him. Originally, a single shot could kill a dozen barbarians, but only less than half was killed.

"Kill him!" Several barbarians rushed forward, with the giant axe in their hands slashing with blood.

"Bang, bang, bang," the giant axe was slammed, the king's golden spear swung, and seven or eight barbarians died on the spot.

Then came a group of seven or eight savages, endlessly killing them. The more people who died, the more concentrated the blood.

Wrapped around the king's golden body, like a quagmire, even his movements became slow.

"Good method!" The Overlord Jin clenched his teeth and leaped into the air. This barbarian battlefield was unexpectedly difficult.

If it was an ordinary Tier 6, it would have been killed by more than two thousand people!

"Throw!"

The Bawang Jin body had just jumped up, and large swaths of flying axe flew from the surrounding black pressure. What's more awesome is that the flying axe still carries a rope.

If he didn't pay attention, he was wrapped around a dozen times.

"Shoot the net!" At this moment, several big nets with shining runes descended from the sky.