"Retreat, where to retreat?" Zhuo Junlin sneered: "If everyone still has to retreat at this time, then when will it end? There is a dead end behind. If all creatures take a step back and let those black-clothed creatures eat up our living space step by step, how long can we retreat? One day or two days, one hour or two hours? Faced with the endless stream of black-clothed creatures, will they stop because of our retreat? Will they stop chasing them in order not to let more creatures die?"

Everyone was silent.

Looking at the human boy in front of him, everyone's expressions became strange.

"If all creatures are thinking about retreating, then what is the meaning of our efforts at the beginning?" Zhuo Junlin's eyes were gloomy: "Instead of being forced to death by those creatures in black clothes, then why don't you cut your hair now, at least you can still feel good, right?"

"this,,,,,,"

Mo Wujie's face suddenly turned extremely pale.

"Everyone carries one head on two shoulders, and no one has more lives than anyone else. What are you afraid of?" Zhuo Junlin grinned: "If you all the tribes were so timid in the past, perhaps so many things would have happened on the battlefield of gods and demons. Now that we have reached this point, are you actually going to pretend to be innocent in front of me? Even if you don't want to become ashes, is there anything more terrible than death in this world?"

Zhuo Junlin's eyes were very cold.

Even the eyes swept across the faces of the four creatures one by one, making the four people feel the scorching pain on their faces. The pair of eyes that were not much threatening were now like a sharp blade shattering on the faces of the four old coaches,,,,,,,

"You are all smart people, so you should understand what I mean by saying these words." Zhuo Junlin sighed. "Even you can go to the front line of the human race to see if our human race has selfishness and whether our human race is in a better situation than your tribes. I just hope you remember that if you take a step back, then we will be wiped out and there will be no chance again. You all should be very clear about what to do. If you continue, I am afraid that you will feel a little confused."

All the creatures looked ashen. Looking at Zhuo Junlin in front of them, they couldn't say a word at all.

The current situation has made them, such veterans, feel a little out of control. Even in the current situation, even if they can't think of a better way.

But just letting things go on like this makes them feel a little uneasy.

After all, I am facing those creatures in black now. For them, it is simply a nightmare existence,

"Sir, the frontline battle report."

The eyes of the creature in black were full of anxiety and a little panicked: "According to the news from the Iron Face, in just half a day, the ghost army attacked the human territory had suffered losses of more than one million. And the number was increasing continuously, so I was afraid that the losses would not be too ideal."

At this moment, the eyes of the creature in black were full of helplessness.

Even when saying these words, the black-clothed creature could not help but tremble.

Even the creatures in black have seen creatures who have seen great storms and waves, and have encountered countless large-scale wars on the battlefields of gods and demons. However, as now, the situation where more than one million people have been lost in half a day, even the creatures in black have never been seen. Even this ratio of war loss has far exceeded the biggest idea of ​​the creatures in black.

The old man in blue frowned and his expression gradually became solemn.

At this moment, a look of surprise appeared in the eyes of the old man in blue.

"Millions of people?" The old man in green frowned and his eyes were full of surprise: "Even if he was fighting against the four tribes together, the total force he lost was not so huge. What exactly was Iron Mian doing? Now he has surrounded the human race. It is a great opportunity to wipe out all tribes in one fell swoop. How could it be so difficult to fight?"

Even if the old man in blue shirt doesn't care about the losses of the Ghost Legion.

For the old man in the blue shirt, it is best for the soldiers of the Ghost Legion to fight against all races and to die together. However, the losses of the Ghost Legion now have far exceeded the expectations of the old man in the blue shirt.

"How many troops are lost in each race?" The old man in green seemed to remember something: "Telephone, don't be too eager to achieve success. Our goal is not to wipe out the creatures of each race, but to let those top-level strong men of each race enter the game. If you force it too tightly, it may backfire."

The creature in black shook his head: "According to the iron-faced battle report, although the enemy suffered heavy losses, it was far less than us. The total loss of each race was less than 200,000 troops, and the ghost army had not advanced in an instant."

"What?"

The old man in blue was stunned for a moment.

At this time, the old man in blue shirt gradually became solemn from the beginning, and then became stunned. It was almost a little bit short of that. The old man in blue shirt thought he had auditory hallucinations.

To damage the enemy within 200,000, and to damage one million people?

The two sides actually fought a five-to-one battle loss, and the ghost legion, which had always been unfavorable, was beaten by all races. Even the old man in the green shirt had long thought that the last piece of the human race would not be easy to bite, but the current situation was far beyond the expectations of the old man in the green shirt.

This situation made the old man in green clothes confused for a while.

Even if the old man in blue shirt made the worst plan, he never thought that he would be like this.

Moreover, in the current situation, even the old man in the blue shirt felt a little out of control. Even if the number of ghost legions controlled by the old man in the blue shirt was astonishing, it would definitely not withstand the disasters of all races. If we really want to continue like this, I am afraid that even if we can destroy all races, in the end, there will be no more than a few left in the entire ghost legion,

This situation is not the result that the old man in blue shirt wants!

What if the Ghost Legion was exhausted in advance, would it be possible that they would have to go to the ground themselves?

"The creatures of all races are now fearless and are like crazy." The creatures in black sighed: "According to the iron-faced battle report, the surviving soldiers of all races will not retreat, and even before they die, they will have to self-destruct. Now, almost every opponent killed, at least dozens of soldiers from the ghost legion will respond to the disaster."

“I,,,,,,”

The old man in blue almost didn't carry it over in one breath.

Not afraid of death?

That was the ghost army. It had already lost its due emotions and desires and had no idea what fear was. It only knew how to kill and charge in its subconscious mind. But now the old man in blue actually heard the creature in black say that the other party was not afraid of death?

Is this kidding with me?

Even if it’s a joke, there is no such way to do it!

"Did Zhuo Junlin appear?"

The old man in blue seemed to remember something: "Demon Youming, Poison Demon, have these two great killing weapons in the hands of Zhuo Junlin taken action?"

"No." The voice of the creature in black was very light.

"This,,,,,,,," the old man in blue was stunned, and then his expression became extremely complicated: "If Zhuo Junlin didn't even use these tricks, how did he do it? Could it be that the soldiers suddenly became enlightened or what, and suddenly burst out with such strong combat power?"

Even though the old man in Qingshan claimed to be omnipotent, under such circumstances, since he learned that his opponent was Zhuo Junlin, the old man in Qingshan had directly sealed part of his power.

The old man in green clothes is the incarnation of the way of heaven after all, and he is unwilling to have too many causes and effects with the master of the spirit of misfortune.

Originally, the old man in green shirt thought he had an absolute advantage in military strength. No matter how evil Zhuo Junlin was, could he still go against the will of heaven?

Any means, in the face of absolute power, can only be crushed,,,,,,

Because the old man in blue has this confidence,,,,,,

But now, this variable caught the old man in blue with a little unexpected feeling.

How did the battle on the front line fight?

Now, even the old man in blue feels a little out of control,,,,,,,

"Boy, are you really not afraid of fighting all the living forces now?" Mo Youming's face turned pale: "Even though the soldiers of all races are not afraid of death now, the gap between the enemy and us is too big. Even the forces of those black-clothed creatures are probably far beyond our imagination. If we continue to fight like this, we are afraid that we will not be able to gain any advantage at all."

"Take advantage?" Zhuo Junlin couldn't help but be stunned: "Why should I take advantage?"

"I,,,,,,,,"

Mo Youming was almost stunned for a moment.

Now Mo Youming would rather fight with that existence, than say a word to Zhuo Junlin again.

This guy, I always like to pretend to be noble and profound from beginning to end.

Isn’t it just that both sides want to take advantage of the war?

Especially at this time, all races have been forced into desperate situations. Even if the various races burst out with powerful combat power, it is impossible to get any advantage in the hands of those creatures in black.

But from the meaning of this little bastard, he didn't even think this way from beginning to end, which almost made Mo Youming go crazy. What this guy thought was that at this time, he was still watching the soldiers of various tribes fighting the creatures in black to the end.

If this battle is completely over, what's going on?

However, just when Demon Youming and Poison Demon were about to fight, they were directly rejected by Zhuo Junlin on the spot.

Could it be that this little bastard really wants to fight the future of all races head-on with the creatures in black? Then does he know that the current situation is enough to threaten the entire battle situation?

"If you continue to fight, each cluster will not gain any advantage at all." Zhuo Junlin's face sank slightly: "But fighting is fighting. Do you stop fighting because you can't gain any advantage? Isn't you stop fighting because you face more enemies than us? Those creatures in black have already hit the doorstep. Do you still have to let them be arrogant?"

Mo Youming couldn't help but be confused.

This sounds very reasonable, but why do I feel uneasy in my heart?

"What is your purpose when you do this?" Mo Youming was stunned: "Don't tell me that you just want to defend the territory and the border, and don't tell me that you just can't stand this tone."

At this moment, Mo Youming looked helpless.

Mo Youming has never really felt relieved about this guy who has never been more scrupulous than a hornet's nest.

Anyone who really believes this little bastard will definitely suffer a loss. I am the best example. In the past, I didn’t know how many times I suffered losses in this bitch.

"put on a show."

"Make a show?" Mo Youming couldn't help but be confused.

When has it been now, and you still have the intention to do a show?

And now this is not a show-making posture, but a real fight. Countless soldiers are fighting with those black-clothed creatures, and your purpose is to make a show.

So, who should I show this scene?

"Brother, have you ever seen a mad dog?"

Mo Youming was stunned and almost ran away on the spot. When has it been so irritating to you? You actually got to the mad dog again? In my opinion, you are definitely the craziest mad dog, otherwise how could you do such a crazy thing at this time?

"The black-clothed creatures nowadays are actually equivalent to a group of mad dogs that are already crazy. The more they reach this time, the more they cannot show weakness." Zhuo Junlin sighed: "Although the attack on all races is just these black-clothed creatures with unknown names and unknown origins, behind them must be that existence."

"So, is this scene for that existence to watch?" Mo Youming's face turned pale slightly.

"No," Zhuo Junlin nodded slightly: "What is going on now? I believe that existence must be very clear. Those creatures in black are just the minions raised by existence. You said, if there was no instruction of that existence, how could those creatures in black stretch out their sharp claws?"

Mo Youming couldn't help but be stunned.

Even if I know that it is the existence behind the scenes, I am facing a real creature in black. If I can't pass this level in front of me, then I can't continue to sing this scene.

Moreover, the price of this scene is too great!

"The reason why the mad dog bites is because its master supports him." A gloomy flashed in Zhuo Junlin's eyes: "The best way is to directly hurt the mad dog once before it bites himself, and even the mad dog owner feels distressed, perhaps it will gain a little vitality for us."
To be continued...