Chapter 688 (1/2)

Xu Yang said, suddenly a little eyebrow, all the life that he had released the atmosphere of depravity, all consciously lit up a purple soul light.

This light is light and transparent, but they can't see it themselves. Only those soldiers from the same camp who hunt them outside can clearly catch this change.

As a matter of fact, before Xu Yang came, he secretly agreed with Lingyun.

Soon, the first group of blood soldiers who escaped from the outskirts of the tribal jungle area appeared within the scope of Feng scouts' exploration.

”My God, that dark moon elder named Xu Yang is simply a prophet! It's horrible! These blood race people really come out! ”

After the news of the Fengzu scouts came back, every soldier in the team was thoroughly boiling up, and began to believe every word Xu Yang had said before.

In fact, the so-called right of discourse was established after the continuous construction of such a moment. The name Xu Yang and the dark moon clan he represents are gradually moving from the camp of the five tribes to the position of leader.

”The generals will follow me and kill them! None of them will be left! ”

The alliance tribe soldiers who had been preparing for too long launched a strong attack. At the same time, division Lingyun holy way and heavenly voice artifact appeared again, and the soft sound was continuously transmitted to the battlefield interior.

This time, Shi Lingyun is playing a sad song to the extreme. This music has no influence on the soldiers of one's own camp, but if it is transmitted to the life body contaminated by the degenerate breath, it can trigger an unimaginable chain reaction, and the soul will go to decay and degeneration. What kind of situation is it?

The release of the music again and again reverberated in the ears of these blood soldiers, bringing them unimaginable destructive pressure.

A large number of blood clan soldiers fell down, and even some of them had lost all their combat effectiveness and vitality before they could meet the blade in their hands.

After the fall of these blood soldiers, due to the influence of the power of depravity, they began to emit a black smell of bleeding, lingering in the surrounding three feet area, and were quickly refined into nothingness.

”My God! I'm starting to feel scared. Xu Yang, the strong man from the dark moon, seems to have exceeded our cognitive limit. If we go on like this, I'm afraid that in the future, the dark moon clan will even be able to unify the whole plain battlefield! ”

The dwarf little master was lost in thought, and the one standing beside him was ERTA, one of the three sages of the Terrans, the leader sent by the Terrans.

”Don't worry, the dark moon clan didn't advocate the idea of soul battlefield before, which shows that their bones also love our whole plain. Even if they have the ambition to fight for the king, they don't have the evil desire of the blood clan that is hard to contain. As long as they don't break through their own bottom line, everything is easy to discuss.”

It seems that Terrans are more open on this issue. They also understand that the struggle for the king has never had anything to do with the ordinary people of the plain tribes. They also do not want to be involved in the dispute of rights for no reason. That will not do any good to the civilian soldiers.

Once the concept of ”soul battlefield” is established and realized, the vicious competition can be avoided and the division competition among the kings of each tribe can be selected in the mode of benign competition.

In this way, the whole plain battlefield will have a brighter future.

Boom!

More and more crazy blood clan soldiers rushed out of the border, but few of them escaped the lock of Xu Yang's degenerate power. After hearing the music of Shi Lingyun, they could not really escape from the battlefield.