The World’s Strongest Legion System

"It's a portal, about twenty miles to the northeast, there is a portal fluctuation!" A strange light flashed in Soul Bingxuan's eyes.

Because they are located next to the transmission platform.

The two opening portals above the teleportation platform emit strong spatial fluctuations, covering up the distant spatial fluctuations.

So at this time, she found out.

"That's impossible. Twenty miles to the northeast is the royal hunting ground. I go there eight times a year. There is absolutely no way there will be a portal!" Kalu denied loudly.

Isn't it a joke that there is a portal in the royal hunting ground so close to the imperial city?

How incompetent he must be as the regent to make such a joke?

"No, stop him!" Everyone was still arguing, but Yan Guangzu was shocked, he came to his senses, and pointed at the villain running in front of Ye Youling and shouted.

Around the teleportation platform at this time, hundreds of thousands of allied forces of the four clans gathered, as well as a mountain of military supplies, waiting to be teleported.

If it is attacked by the night ghost group, the loss will be great!

"Boom, boom, boom," the spar battleship, more than a dozen spar cannons, shot straight beams of light, blasting towards the night ghost group that came with billowing black mist.

"I'll dodge!" Overlord's golden body was dressed as a Sand Clan, only his legs were on fire, and he teleported into a Yan Clan army in front of him.

He deliberately ran to the teleportation platform last night, found a small valley in the royal hunting ground, and realized a teleportation gate.

There are soldiers guarding the periphery of the royal hunting ground, so you don't have to worry about being discovered by passing people.

Then, when it was dawn and the Sand Clan teleportation platform started to work, then under the cover of space fluctuations, the teleportation gate was opened to connect with the teleportation gate deep in the barbarian mountain.

In order to gain more hatred, he deliberately went over, rushed into the night ghost's nest, and smashed a nest of bird eggs.

This time it pokes a hornet's nest, the eyes of the eighth-level night ghost are red, and with a cry, it leads the flock of birds to chase desperately, the kind that never dies.

Moreover, this kind of short-distance teleportation on the same plane is not an ultra-long-distance collapsed teleportation. The influence of the law of space is very weak. The eighth-order night ghost just hesitated for a moment, and passed the portal smoothly.

"Boom boom boom!" A series of light spots exploded in mid-air, setting off violent waves.

The Overlord Golden Body escaped with a teleportation, and the eighth-level night ghost can't teleport, but the eighth-level cultivation is not for nothing.

The huge black wings spread out, and the black mist billowed, forcibly protecting the flock of birds behind it, and received more than a dozen spar cannon attacks.

"Chirp, chirp," the eighth-order night ghost retreated tens of meters in mid-air, smelling the pungent burnt smell on its body, and let out a long cry that shook the world.

As a night ghost clan, the recognized handsome man dared to burn its beautiful feathers?

It doesn't hurt much, but it's extremely insulting. It's angry!

The bird's beak opened, abandoning the overlord's golden body, and sprayed out a thick black mist that was as thick as a substance, or black mist with highly poisonous corrosion.

"Ah, help!"

"This fog is poisonous!"

"Run away!"

The more than 10,000 Yan tribe troops who were the first to bear the brunt, and the few fire giants that had just condensed, disappeared in the black mist. Together with the soldiers on the ground, thousands of them were turned into black water by the black mist.

"Wo Cao, thank you for running fast!"

Overlord Golden Body threw away his tattered white robe, rushed out of the Yan Clan army, entered the teleportation platform area, and rushed towards the mountains of supplies ahead, making a fortune!

"Jiujiu!" The eighth-level night ghost refused to give up, followed by another big move.

With a sharp flap of the wings, the endless black mist covered the entire teleportation platform area like ocean waves.

At the same time, his body accelerated, heading straight for the spar warship with billowing black mist.

"Quickly, stop it and protect the battleship!" Kalu was shocked, this spar battleship was the only one of their Sand Clan royal family.

It took sky-high resources to build it successfully, and he counted on this facade, and he even slept on it.

In case of being destroyed, he will be so heartbroken to death!

"Go, stop it!"

"Fire the cannon and send out the distress signal!"

"Retreat, the battleship retreats, leave here!"

The scene was chaotic, and the spar cannons were roaring. Baimu Qingfu and another seventh-rank Sha Clan warrior, leading dozens of high-rank Sand Clan warriors, rushed forward to stop them.

"Boom!"

A series of combat skills and spells exploded in front of the eighth-order night ghost, but unfortunately the seventh-order is not enough to see before the eighth-order.

Especially the profound beasts like Ye Youghost are much more ferocious than the strong human beings of the same level.

In just a few seconds, two sixth-orders died tragically, one seventh-order was injured, and the Bermuda youth retreated.

The eighth-order night ghost fiercely pounced on the spar battleship, opening its mouth to reveal a cloud of corrosive black mist.

"Prick, prick." The spiritual shield on the surface of the spar battleship emitted a large cloud of smoke and shook violently.

"The spar warship has been breached, we are all in trouble, let's go together!" Soul Bingxuan shouted with a cold face, a cloud of black smoke appeared in his hand, and flew into the air.

"Requiem!" The black smoke was mixed in the black mist, and the attack speed of the eighth-level night ghost was obviously slower.

"Damn it, your Sand Clan is too messy!" Tie Wang Luo put on a black face, took out a huge axe, and flew high with three run-ups.

"The barbarian king violently slashed!" A phantom of a black giant ax more than ten meters long appeared in midair.

"Flame Slash!"

"Thunderstorm!"

Yan Guangzu and Zhu Yingjun were helpless, they gritted their teeth and followed closely behind, rushing up.

I was extremely depressed. I came here for a meeting, so why did I help the Sand Clan prevent disasters?

But they can't help themselves now, they can't run away, can they?

In any case, everyone is a person of status from all ethnic groups, so we still have to show some face!

For a time, a whole six seventh-orders fought with the eighth-order night ghost in mid-air, but even so, they could only stop them.

With their strength, it is impossible to defeat the eighth-level Ye Phantom.

"Karu, go find the sword king and the great wizard!" Zhu Yingjun was sent flying by a wing, and he yelled at the battleship that had escaped from the black mist, without hesitating to vomit blood.

In this situation, only one of the eighth rank can stabilize the situation.

"The great wizard is not in the imperial capital, the king has already sent someone to call the sword king!" Karu wiped the cold sweat off his head with his sleeve and shouted.

His martial arts aptitude is mediocre. Although he has reached the seventh level with resources, his actual combat ability is gratifying, so he won't go up and cause trouble for everyone.

"Boom boom boom," as the battle continued, the entire teleportation platform area, with a radius of more than ten miles, was completely shrouded in black mist.

Almost all the masters ran to stop the eighth-level night ghost, but the remaining soldiers were in bad luck.

It was impossible to tell the direction in the black mist, there were sharp claws, sharp beaks, and corpses falling from mid-air from time to time.

The phantoms of the battle formation that were barely condensed were quickly eliminated. The black mist seemed to have the ability to block the transmission of sound, and even the screams could not be heard, just like ghosts.

Only one figure remained unaffected, the Overlord Golden Body drove a ten-mile sand table, scurrying around in the black mist, and piles of supplies were put into the system warehouse, while snatching heads and corpses along the way.

He ran to the eastern edge of the black mist, and was about to take advantage of the chaos to leave when he stopped abruptly.

I saw a blue figure flying out of a palace built on the top of the mountain in front of him, the speed was as fast as lightning, and a terrifying coercion came over his face, which made him restrain all the breath in his body.

"Quasi-esoteric skill Blast Slash, the first slash, bang!" The cyan figure jumped up high, raised the ten-meter-long giant knife in his hand, and slashed at the eighth-level night ghost in midair.