"It's done!" Baimu Qingfu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and secretly made an OK gesture with his left hand.

In fact, he didn't know what this gesture meant, and he thought it was very childish. It looked like the head of a bird, or the head of a three-legged golden crow.

There is no way, Li Wenhao taught you, you have to use it even if you are not satisfied!

"Okay, very good!"

Li Wenhao laughed. After such a torment, the morale of the barbarian army was completely lost, and even the close combat was in a state of disarray.

A few minutes later, the four tribes allied forces formed camp.

A guard of the Yan clan transformed into the golden body of the Overlord stood on duty outside the tent. Looking at Yan Guang Zuomu and his party, he angrily headed towards the front line.

When the other party walked away, he grinned and walked inside.

The mental power was released and the target was quickly locked on.

In the big tent, a fifth-level Yan tribe general was commanding three guards to tidy up the overturned desk.

He looked up and saw the golden body of the Overlord. He looked up in shock: "Huang Qi, who asked you to come in?"

"Bang bang bang,"

The Overlord's Golden Body didn't pay attention at all, and several black beads blasted these people's heads in an instant, spinning and floating around.

The Soul Pearl comes from the Minotaur's belly. Of course, the name Soul Pearl was chosen by himself.

It is usually useful for killing some minions.

The Overlord's golden figure flashed and collected all the corpses on the ground, as well as various documents and letters in the big tent.

"This should be the underground entrance!"

The tent was very large, about four to five hundred square meters. The Overlord's golden body was behind a barrier and found an underground entrance made of black iron.

His body suddenly changed, turning into the fifth-level general he had just killed, and he knocked on the iron door.

After a while, the iron door opened a gap, revealing a pair of mouse eyes. He glanced outside, and then the iron door opened.

"Fifth Young Master!"

This is a third-level warlock in his fifties. His brown robe has a strong smell of blood and some herbs.

The Overlord Golden Body didn't say anything, he just broke the opponent's neck, collected the body, and walked down the winding steps.

Above his head, a dozen soul clans were flying downwards in circles.

This is a temporarily built underground cell. The walls are made of black stone and are covered with messy cutting marks.

Among these traces, there is actually a very inconspicuous early warning formation hidden.

This is also the reason why he knocked on the door just now and did not invade violently.

Sure enough, studying more is beneficial. If he hadn't been studying the general outline of the formation, he really wouldn't have discovered it!

"Ooooooo, I don't want to live anymore, please kill me!"

"Please, stop drawing blood, I can't see anything."

"Yanguang Zuomu, I will never let you go even if I'm a ghost!"

More than twenty meters down the spiral steps, the sounds of crying and wailing became louder and louder.

This is a rectangular basement similar to the layout of a stable. It is divided into small closed rooms with wood. It is more than 100 meters long and can hold more than 100 people.

Dozens of guards and warlocks were busy. The guards were responsible for collecting blood. The warlock mixed the collected blood with some elixir powder, and seemed to be preparing some medicine.

Overlord Golden Body was a little surprised. There were only twenty or thirty direct descendants of the Tiechuan Wang family. How could there be so many?

"Fifth Young Master!" A white-haired old man from the Yan tribe came over with a bottle of blood in his hand.

The Overlord's golden body stretched out his left hand. There was another corpse in the system warehouse, and the bottle containing blood fell on his hand.

"No, the fifth young master killed someone!"

"Call the police quickly, there is a foreign enemy invasion!"

"Bang bang bang,"

Black beads fell from the top of the head, as fast as lightning, like black ghosts. In less than three seconds, dozens of guards and warlocks fell into a pool of blood.

"No, don't kill me. I was captured by the master of medicine. I was captured by them!"

Tu Gulu dropped the medicine bowl in his hand with a "pop!" and stared at the beads spinning above his head. His buttocks felt hot and he peed.

It was so cruel. There were so many guards and pharmacists, the lowest of which were level three, and they all died in the blink of an eye.

He is just a small fifth-level person piled up with pills. Where have you seen this?

"Are you a dwarf?" Overlord Golden Body stepped over and looked at the little old man who was only one meter tall in front of him, his eyes full of disgust.

He has already checked and found that most of the imprisoned people are in a coma, and the few who are conscious are already crazy.

Moreover, there are only about twenty members of King Tiechuan's family, and the rest are all dark-skinned young people who look like members of the Yan tribe.

If he didn't want to ask questions, he wouldn't have left this person alive. He was also the only warlock who was not from the Yan tribe.

What he didn't expect was that the other party was a master of pharmacy!

"Yes, yes, I am a dwarf. I am the famous dwarf pharmacy master Tu Gulu. I was tricked by the bastard Yanguang Zuomu into preparing forbidden medicine!"

Tu Gulu nodded vigorously, his long white beard hanging on his feet, looking particularly funny.

Inexplicably reminiscent of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs.

The Overlord has a toothache in his golden body. It seems like a pity to kill a master pharmacist. How about bringing him back to refine the medicine?

But how to take it out?

You can’t put it in a box and pack it, right?

Hey, this figure looks like it can really fit in a box!

"My family is in the Kuran plane, and there is a super soul-nurturing jade mine. If you can rescue me, I am willing to pay a hundred soul-nurturing jade!"

Tu Gulu slapped his eyes wide, and after a brief panic, he suddenly realized that this should be an opportunity to escape.

"Oh, you have a mine at home?"

Overlord's golden body's eyes lit up. He was already attracted by a master alchemist, let alone a master alchemist who had a mine at home!

One hundred pieces of soul-nurturing jade, just kidding, only children do multiple-choice questions, he even wants people and mines!

"Bang,"

The Overlord Golden Body did what he said, slapped the little old man unconscious, then took off his clothes, cut open his stomach, and stuffed it in.

He is just so strong. A little man less than 1.2 meters tall is stuffed into the body of a strong man of 1.9 meters, but his belly is just a little bigger.

"Bang bang bang," the corpses on the ground, as well as the prisoners, were all killed by the soul beads, and the blood condensed in the air like a river.

The endless fire burned, and finally turned into two crystal clear beads of essence and blood, one large and one small, one the size of a walnut and the other the size of a peanut.

The larger one is of the Yan Clan's bloodline, and the smaller one is of the Yan Emperor's bloodline.

"Keep it for your son!"

The Overlord's golden body happily collected the two blood essence beads, and then installed five tons of powerful explosives in the passage and the tent.

Only then did Shi Shiran leave the Yan tribe's army camp, enter the barbarian camp, and become a barbarian sentinel.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise deep in the camp, and the entrance to an underground cell exploded.

"Oops, the big tent exploded!"

"What happened? How could the big tent explode?"

In the midst of the chaos, several sixth-level powerhouses who were left behind to guard the camp flew over quickly.

"How is this possible?" The sixth level of the Yan tribe who arrived first looked at the scene in the underground cave. His scalp was numb, his mouth was wide open, and he was speechless.

"What a great Yanguang Zuomu, really extracting the essence and blood of his own clan's children to practice martial arts?"

"Shameless!"

The sixth level Yan clan was speechless. The soul clan and sixth level barbarian clan who came over all had dark faces and extremely ugly expressions!

Blood spells are already considered taboos, not to mention practicing with the essence and blood of the tribe, which is even more taboo among taboos and is not tolerated by all warriors!
Chapter completed!