Ten thousand years of prehistory of elves

"boom"

He Chen's power of chaos is full of opposing energies such as black and white, good and evil, etc. It is naturally several grades higher than the old man's power of thought.

The old man could easily hypnotize many people, but when he encountered He Chen's power of chaos, it was like an egg hitting a rock.

Breaks at the touch.

"Humph."

He Chen let out a cold snort, and the power of chaos rushed over, like a gray arrow.

The old man moved his cloudy eyeballs, also wanting to block He Chen's attack, that kind of hypnotic power surged from his body.

However, after encountering the power of chaos, it was easily cut apart like butter meeting a hot knife.

"puff"

A large mouthful of blood spurted out from the old man's mouth, and his voice was shrill: "Dream-inducing tapir"

The nightmare-inducing man screamed, and his hands drew mysterious traces in the air.

Skill mental strength

The red mental force surged out, shooting at He Chen's chaotic power like a torrent, but it was still vulnerable.

Blood flowed from the old man's mouth, he used his hypnotic power again, and finally managed to melt the arrow formed by He Chen's chaotic power.

Just one attack was too much for them to resist, and there was a trace of horror in the old man's eyes.

And when He Chen fought back, Xiaobai was not idle either.

The Devouring Beast spewed out dark green and purple-black poisons, and the old woman did the same. With a wave of her hand, all kinds of colorful things appeared.

Poison, highly toxic

The poison in the old woman's hand was attached to the devouring beast's attack, adding poison to poison.

He Chen had no doubt that even Aunt Hua couldn't get rid of this kind of poison.

However, the poison is coming fiercely, and Xiaobai is not to be outdone.

"baa"

Xiaobai flapped his giant wings briskly, and then danced in the air.

Skill butterfly dance

When the venom was about to arrive, Xiaobai flapped his wings fiercely.

Skills Fierce Storm

In addition, the big butterfly caused violent storms, wind, sand and rocks.

And Xiaobai

I saw that the venom was blown back directly, and the violent wind seemed to be a natural disaster hurricane. Some trees were uprooted, and huge stones were blown to roll.

Under Xiaobai, it seems like the end of the world.

At this time, the mengtair and the old man had just resisted He Chen's counterattack, and before they recovered, they were blown backwards by Xiaobai's strong wind, breaking several big trees.

"Vulnerable."

He Chen was a little disappointed.

The hidden strength of the two giant tribes hides their hole cards, but only to this extent.

It was far worse than the feeling brought to him by the flesh witches and ice witches of the Xuancang and Chenhe tribes on the Arctic ice sheet.

It is not as mysterious as the water witch's force-removing force, not as powerful as the sun witch, and not as powerful as the trump cards of all the giant tribes He Chen has seen.

Perhaps, in the final analysis, I have grown up. He Chen silently, then raised his hand towards the dream-inducing tapir and the old man.

A pressure suddenly appeared around the old man.

"I surrender to the morning witch me"

The old man coughed up blood and yelled in panic, causing the nightmare to wave his limbs indiscriminately, but was crushed by He Chen lightly.

"late."

He Chen was very disappointed, not only for the temperament of these two people, but also for the weakness of the two overlord elves.

This poisonous and hypnotic ability is suitable for yin people and sneak attacks, but it is not suitable for being the main force on the battlefield to fight against Deoxys.

In addition, both of them are succumbing to his power, rather than following in order to practice their own ideas like Uncle Yang and others.

There is no need to keep such two enemies who have harmed the people of the wilderness.

"puff"

He Chen was speechless, his eyes were indifferent, and he directly crushed the Yinmengtair and the witch of the Yinmeng Tribe.

On the other side, the old woman had just recovered from Xiaobai's fierce wind. She was so horrified when she saw this that she screamed and got into the mouth of the Devouring Beast.

The beady eyes of the Devouring Beast erupted with an astonishing desire to survive, and its body turned into a ball, trying to roll away and escape.

"Xiaobai, kill them, I'll go back first."

He Chen didn't bother to look, these two were weaker.

He rushed back first, arranged for the people of these two giant tribes, and demoted them all into slaves. He also wanted to thank the tribes in the southwest mountains for supporting the wilderness.

"baa"

Xiao Bai responded and chased after the rolling ball, while He Chen flew towards the battlefield.

Between the mountains, there are people up and down, but they are clearly divided into two sides.

And in some places, on the trees and sand and stones, there are some mottled bloodstains, some stumps and broken arms are left unattended, and there are deaths and injuries everywhere within a radius of ten miles.

The weak-willed are crying and groaning.

Howling all over the place.

At this moment, He Chen came.

"The Morning Witch is the Morning Witch is here"

"Where is the witch? Where is our witch?"

"what happened"

The battlefield was a mess, filled with joy and sorrow.

"I have killed the witches from the Dream-inducing Tribe and the Poison Tribe"

He Chen came here, stood up in the air and gave a soft drink.

"boom"

The scene exploded even more.

The shamans of the two tribes, who were guarded by overlord-level monsters, were actually dead.

"Not a witch"

"Impossible Impossible"

"Kill you"

"Sulip, strong spirit"

"Mud Bomb"

A series of attacks came up, but He Chen broke up the attacks with a wave of his hand.

Then he covered his whole body with the power of chaos, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

The die-hard loyalists of the two giant tribes cannot be retained, otherwise even if they become slaves, they will eventually rebel.

The power of chaos covers the whole body forming a thin film.

He Chen just took this opportunity to continue imitating Qiu's fighting style.

Qiu usually concentrates his strength on his limbs, and then goes up to finish off the enemy with one punch and one kick.

And He Chen's strength was far greater than Qiu's.

He Chen rushed to a Yongjila that was attacking him, and raised his white and delicate but muscular arm, surrounded by the spiraling power of chaos.

Punch

"puff"

Before it touched Yongjira, its head was directly crushed by the spiral force of chaos.

At the same time, He Chen twisted his waist and moved his left leg like a gourd, kicking the person next to him into a "scum".

The next moment, He Chen's body was like a ghost, flashing behind a burly woman, his palm swept across, a ferocious head flew up, and trampled to death the Overlord Flower beside him.

He Chen's body flashed around the battlefield, killing the elves that attacked him and those who disobeyed him.

After a while, nearly fifty people were killed.

The people from the Mengmeng Tribe and the Poison Tribe felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, feeling chilled all over.

"Drop your weapons, get down on your knees, or die."

He Chen's body suddenly appeared in the air, standing in the air, without a trace of blood on his body, and with indifferent eyes.

"Boom"

At first no one reacted, but one person dropped the stone spear in his hand and knelt down on the ground.

Then, everyone knelt down.