Chapter 2579: Xuanwu Battle Formation (Part 1)

However, the more this is the case, the easier it is to arouse the enemy's will to resist. Don't forget the undead in front of you, and they are not ants that can be trampled to death. If you are in a hurry, it will bite!

That's right, it's biting!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Hands, feet, necks, and heads, as long as they are brought forward by the **** of death, they will rush up fiercely, doing everything they can.

Jiang Mo looked at the undead that gradually erupted around him, and he secretly knew that the soldiers would win, and the undead had no way of retreating. They knew that there was no doubt that they would die, and they must pull a few backs before dying!

With a wave of his hand, Jiang Mo shot a wave of divine power in the air. After attracting everyone's attention, Jiang Mo shouted with magic power: "Everyone retreat! Keep the posture of encirclement and suppression, Xuanwu army, gather to me!"

At this time, you must use elite fighters to fight the undead, this has been 100% won, there is no need to die so many people.

Slowly, the surrounding army began to retreat, forming a large circle around the vast battlefield. In the middle, there was a large open space. There was only one team, rushing in the direction of Jiang Mo!

Lao Li and the monk were not idle either. They were not far away from Jiang Mo just now and came to Jiang Mo's side first.

"Lord, are these **** looking for trouble?" Old Li looked at the last hundred thousand death gods before him, disdainfully said.

Jiang Mo shook his head: "No, Lao Li, at the end of this battle, why should we have a beautiful ending? How about, give you this glory?"

"Or just say, our lord is so caring for me, Lao Li! Okay, the monk picks one hundred thousand elite brothers, and destroys these guys in front of us, we should go back and drink!"

"Haha...! OK! This matter, it's easy to solve!"

The monk looked back at the team, did not wait for the other soldiers to come, and beckoned: "Come here ten commanders!"

In an instant, more than 20 ran up, what are you kidding about, glory, who doesn't run desperately?

"Ten of you, bring your brothers with me, and the others get out!"

The ten army commanders named by the monk walked over happily, and the other army commanders all went back in disgrace.

One hundred thousand to one million, the monk is in front, there is no trace of fear on his face.

Dragging his sledgehammer, the monk pointed forward: "See, these guys, do you know what they are?"

Jiang Mo looked at the monk with great interest. This kid's progress was also very big, not the monk from a thousand years ago.

"The enemy! The Lord, what else?"

The monk turned his head and glared at the legion commander: "Mother, I thought I would promote you after this battle. I think you should be your **** commander! That is glory! It is you who are on this battlefield. , You can get the last glory. In front of the lord, I gave you ten glory. Do you know what it means?"

"It means that the lord has cultivated us!"

"Cultivation?" The monk rushed up and slapped it, "You are a cactus! Are you still planting?"

"That's my monk's care for you! Stupid!"

"Yes! Palace Master Monk, we understand!"

"If you understand, don't do it? Give me a lineup, one round, kill these million undead, if you can't do it, I will plant you in the soil when I go back!"

"Uh...! It's...!" A legion commander stood up straight and said in unison.