In the Age of Gods, My God Domain Is Full of Earth Players

Wu Jing looked at the closed phantom formation. Countless coffin-carrying slaves appeared in the distance. They were attacking the formation with ants, and the Protoss inside looked desperate. If this continued, the phantom formation would be broken sooner or later.

The spirit of the coffin-carrying slave has already gone crazy after being played by Wu Jing several times. When they thought that there was no ambush for the third time, a group of gods races appeared in the distance, followed by countless attacks. It came, there were long-range attacks everywhere, and these coffin-carrying slaves were beaten up.

He quickly ran behind him.

However, the real thing is Zhou Fangyu.

Demon clan rules, the leader dies, the demon clan-fighters are all cut off.

Or the master's ambush is too subtle, and he can't see it, and he can't detect the breath.

The enemy advances and I retreat.

Behind him are two peak gods, like two door gods, and then six incomplete gods, with a circle on their faces.

Wu Jing could only continue to run.

Huang Zhan disappeared again.

Might as well just kill it.

"Escape." Zhou Fangyu said as a matter of course.

This spirit is admirable.

No one leads them, and they can only beg for death, suffocated, really suffocated.

"Why did you escape?" General Hu couldn't help asking.

However, why does it feel like there is no one around? Could it be that I sensed something wrong?

In other words, their hearts are dead, and they just want to die clean.

They only have one thought, they fight with them and bully people.

All the coffin-carrying slaves showed expressions of grief, fear, and rage.

When Zhou Fangyu returned to the camp, these people were still waiting dryly, looking at Zhou Fangyu who walked in in a daze.

Just when a coffin-carrying slave's huge fist almost hit his forehead, he was dumbfounded, turned around and ran.

"Cut." A group of people rolled their eyes at the same time, although you have so much demon blood on your body, although you look suffocating, it really looks like you were killed from the devil's den.

Those coffin-carrying slaves chased even more fiercely. They thought there was an ambush, and they wanted to fight with those gods.

However, why does it feel so cool?

"Back to the camp, let's counterattack, we have to rely on them."

Zhou Fangyu looked at these coffin-carrying slaves who rushed out with a solemn expression. The strength of these things is not weak. In such despair, it is better not to force them.

At this time, there were screams and screams, but still no demons escaped, so Zhou Fangyu no longer played with them, but killed them.

The old general Qi Guodan looked at Zhou Fangyu in surprise, "Where are the demons outside?"

But how is it possible.

At this time, the shameless Wu Jing appeared again, and the coffin-carrying slaves instantly found their target and killed them again.

From time to time, the fools ahead stopped and laughed at them.

"Hey, it's up to you, since the demons have escaped, let's escape too. If this goes on, we will die here sooner or later." General Hu felt that he was just joking, but it didn't matter, it was important to escape. Ah mouth.

They were really like sleepwalking. They were arranged in one place by Zhou Fangyu, and they just stayed there.

In the end, the demons who were played bad were just waiting to die.

Of course, he was also shocked by these demons.

No longer teasing them, Zhou Fangyu said solemnly: "I killed them all. Now, we need to investigate, what happened to Wumiao City?"

This coffin-carrying slave leader, the pitiful ultimate god, has already stepped into the realm of immortality with half a foot, and was consumed to death by Zhou Fangyu.

It's too simple.

Say nothing else, kill him.

If their leader died, even if they escaped for a while, they would be beheaded later. If so, why bother to escape?

That general didn't want to kill all the enemies without hurting one person. He dreamed of it.

"Hahaha, there is an ambush, you are all dead.""

What Zhou Fangyu thought was that if there was no second wave of demons, Wumiao City might not have been destroyed, but the demons would have divided their troops to advance.

This time, he cut off the heads of all these demons without hurting one person. What a terrifying thing.

"Kill him, dare to play with us." The coffin-carrying slaves instantly became furious and ran even more vigorously.

This made Zhou Fangyu excited.

Wu Jing was chased and killed again, and he was provoked and played several times. At this time, the coffin-carrying slave had lost his domineering arrogance.

Wu Jing's expression changed in an instant.

Just like that, run, run.

The problem is, if the Protoss reinforcements come, aren't these marching Demon soldiers afraid of being surrounded by Wumiao City and reinforcements?

The coffin bearers howled in anger, not knowing where to put their anger.

There are too many demons, and no one will care about the lives of these soldiers.

The numb coffin bearer was attacked again.

"Barbarians from outside the realm, who violate my God's Realm, can be destroyed or killed." Wu Jing laughed and threw the head of the leader of the coffin-carrying slave out.

"General, shall we go back?" Wu Jing said excitedly.

If he is gone, he can go deep behind enemy lines or retreat completely.

"I was afraid of death, and when I saw me coming, I ran away."

Wu Jingxian, who was supposed to have an ambush, was overjoyed and looked at the coffin-carrying slave behind him.

But the ambush in his mouth never appeared.

This is the only thought of all the coffin bearers.

The coffin-carrying slaves had a clear intention to die long ago, so they didn't resist at all, and let Zhou Fangyu kill them cleanly.

So Zhou Fangyu shaved them clean and nourished his divine domain.

"Wow and" "Wow and"

In particular, many small coffin-carrying slaves were beaten to ashes.

At this time, Huang Zhan waved from a distance, "Here, here, the plan has changed.

With endless hatred, these coffin-carrying slaves killed Wu Jing. Wu Jing turned his head and ran away. He looked behind him with satisfaction. These coffin-carrying slaves are really amazing. The coffin-carrying slaves on the trumpet, that is, the demon race, they all madly killed Wu Jing.

Even Zhou Fangyu felt aggrieved.

He stopped, wanting to see their death.

They are really not afraid of death, and even take the initiative to put down their arms and beg for death.

Was it the Wumiao City that was captured first, or what?

No one can stop it, and no one can stop it.

··For flowers......

The laws are so severe that they are outrageous, and this is the reason why the demon warriors fought bravely and were not afraid of life and death.

Zhou Fangyu took his own people and ran first.

It must be clear that if Wumiao City is still there, contact him to form two lines of defense, so that those Demon Races will not dare to advance.

But they still marched.

This is no joke, I believe that the generals of the Demon Race know the consequences of this kind of thing.

Not only is he not tired, but he is also very excited. This boss is a bit shameless, even his own people.

Just like that, consume a wave and they disappear.

"Don't make trouble..." General Hu said with a wry smile.

Of course, if the number of people is large enough, it is useless to besiege the city.