A cold light flashed in Li Shisheng's eyes and rushed towards the swamp.

Liang Yi felt palpitations, and without thinking about it, the magma blasted forward. Li Shisheng reached out and the poisonous silk pierced the magma and stabbed Liang Yi. Liang Yi was shocked, "Level 6th-level strongman, go quickly."

Li Shisheng sneered, and the poisonous silk spread all over the sky, covering the sky and pressing it down.

Liang Yi roared and punched the sky with one punch. Each punch was accompanied by hot magma burning poisonous silk. Although Li Shisheng was a level six strongman, he could not immediately break through Liang Yi's attack.

Feng Changbao took action, including hundreds of evolutionists who followed Liang Yi, attacked Li Shisheng. Li Shisheng showed a vicious face, and poisonous silk pierced through the space and blocked the front, forming a wall to block all attacks.

In the distance, Vietnamese evolvers just watched it without support.

Liang Yi roared "Get out of the way", then punched out, and the magma formed a fist mark and rushed towards Li Shisheng. Li Shisheng's eyes suddenly opened, and his right hand rotated. All the poisonous silk condensed into a rope and smashed the magma and stabbed Liang Yi. Liang Yi was caught off guard and bombarded the upper body by a blow, and his entire body was melted.

"Big Brother" Feng Changbao roared angrily.

Li Shisheng sneered, and the poisonous silk spread out to form a spider web covering Feng Changbao and others. At this time, the rhythm appeared between heaven and earth, and it was the sound of flutes. Li Shisheng's poisonous silk was shattered by the rhythm. As the syllables exploded, countless poisonous insects exploded. Li Shisheng's face changed drastically, and he was the most master, and he evacuated without thinking.

The Vietnamese evolvers behind were also shocked. At the moment when the rhythm sounded, no less than a hundred people died of bleeding from their seven orifices, and they had no ability to resist.

Li Shisheng rushed up and pulled the young man in the lead and left, but no one cared about it.

Feng Changbao and others were not attacked and were breathing heavily.

Not long after, the swamp calmed down, and a team of evolvers arrived and looked at Feng Changbao and others.

Feng Changbao knew that these people saved him, and the most powerful master who suddenly appeared was also among the group of people. He quickly said respectfully, "What do you call me? Feng Changbao is here, thank you for saving your life."

The team of evolutionists separated and a middle-aged man walked out with a simple face and a gentle gaze. He looked at Feng Changbao and said, "My name is Wang Xiyu."

Feng Changbao hurriedly said, "Thank you, Brother Wang for helping you."

"You're welcome. Since you have left China, you have to help each other. Unfortunately, you're one step too late and failed to save everyone," said Wang Xiyu.

Feng Changbao's eyes were dim, "Brother Liang is dead, there is no way, the other party actually has a level 6 strong man."

"It's normal. The power of one side is enough to cultivate one or two level six strong men, not to mention that there are countless wild beasts in the Vietnamese jungle. It's not surprising that level six masters appear." Wang Xiyu comforted, and after saying that, he looked at Feng Changbao, "Your brother is dead, what are you going to do? Keep staying in Vietnam? Or go back to China?"

Feng Changbao smiled bitterly, "We are losers. Baiyun City promised not to pursue within three months, but we didn't even last for three months, so how could we have the attitude to go back."

Wang Xiyu said, "Since that's the case, follow me and I'll take you to live."

Feng Changbao's eyes lit up. He really had no confidence in surviving in such a place, even if there were hundreds of evolvers, but if he followed this group of people, he would have no problem with safety. So he quickly agreed, including the hundreds of evolvers behind him, all of whom were joined by Wang Xiyu.

"By the way, Brother Wang, where is the person who saved us just now? I want to thank him in person," asked Feng Changbao.

Wang Xiyu smiled, "No need, his name is Leng Qingjue. He is my brother. You don't need to be polite. You will see him later."

"A lonely and lonely name," Feng Changbao said with a smile.

The sea is endless, and from time to time, huge mutant beasts pass by in the sky, causing waves. Under the sea, extremely huge black shadows swim by, which is shocking.

Seven ships sailed on the sea, and on the ship in front, Shi Gang looked at the sea with a calm eyes.

Behind him, Wu Haoyuan stood upright.

At this time, Deng Wuxiang came to the upper deck, stood behind Shi Gang, panted and asked, "Where are we going?"

Wu Haoyuan replied "Oriya Continent".

Deng Wuxiang blinked, "Why are you going so far? The sea is capricious and may be wiped out at any time."

Wu Haoyuan was about to answer, but Shi Gang said in a deep voice, "Only by going there, you have a chance to fight back."

Deng Wuxiang thought about it, recalled the situation in Olia continent in his mind, nodded, "Okay."

In the distance, a flying mutant beast crossed the sea, making the sea surface boil. Its claws were holding a mutant fish, which was more than ten meters long. Suddenly, under the sea, a giant bloody mouth jumped out and swallowed the flying mutant beast, and then smashed into the sea, causing a huge tsunami.

Seeing this cruel scene, Deng Wuxiang's face turned pale. The ship was shaking due to the tsunami. She held the railing and said tremblingly, "If you read it correctly, that flying mutant beast is level 8."

Shi Gang grinned, "That's right."

Deng Wuxiang trembled, "Then, is there a level nine creature under the sea?"

"I don't know, but this is the charm of the sea, isn't it?" Shi Gang laughed, Wu Haoyuan's eyes were hot, the sea and the continent of Olia were full of countless creatures. In their opinion, it was far from comparable to China. This was the vastest space and the only platform for the Beast King Army to turn defeat into victory.

In the opposite direction of the Beast King Army, Jialan took the Emperor's Army to the West on a ship, Tianzhu, the place he yearned for. I wonder what the ancient civilization second only to China would be like, and whether it would be a terrifying force comparable to Baiyun City. Jialan was looking forward to it.

Europe, Mad City, in the bathroom, Mark hugged the blonde beauty and had fun, and looked at the devilish figure with fiery eyes. He was very silky and loved the end of the world.

Before the doomsday, he was just a security guard. Kong Wu Youli lived a inferior life. Under the constraints of the law, he could only watch those beauties enter luxury cars and mansions. He could only fantasize himself. But when the doomsday came, everything changed. Those noble and famous ladies fell under him, and the pure and innocent jade women of the past were trampled by him, and the goddess he had dreamed of was crawling at his feet. All this fascinated him.

"Dear Mark, you are so strong." The blonde beauty lay charmingly in Mark's arms, letting him ask for it.

Mark raised his lips proudly and exhale, "Baby, go to bed and wait."

The blonde nodded well, kissed Mark deeply, and walked out of the bathroom.

Mark let the water flow wash his body, and soon walked out of the bathroom, opened the door, and saw the blond beauty's terrified eyes. Mark was shocked and immediately wanted to withdraw. He struggled for several years in the doomsday. His vigilance and reaction ability were extremely excellent, otherwise he would not be able to control Mad City.

Just as he was about to leave here, a huge pressure came, pressing him to the ground. In an instant, Mark was sure that most of his ribs were broken, his legs and arms were broken a lot. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and barely looked up. He saw an eastern hole, "Hua, Chinese?"

Zhu Hong raised his foot and stepped over Mark, walked into the room, and behind him, Bran walked out and looked at Mark sympathetically.

Mark saw Bran's pupils shrank, "It's you."

Bran smiled bitterly, "Brother Mark, I didn't expect to meet so soon. The time you gave me has come."

Mark struggled to hold on to his body, but the huge pressure almost broke down. Every second, his body was being squeezed, "Bran, is that Chinese person yours?"

"Reversely, Porto has officially belonged to the First Expeditionary Force of Baiyun City in China, and you, Mark, including Made City, also changed hands at this moment," Blande, with a hint of gloating in his eyes.

Mark was puzzled, "Baiyun City? The First Expeditionary Force? That Chinese is from the East? Not a Spanish Chinese?"

The pressure suddenly disappeared, the gap was too big, and Mark squirted out another mouthful of blood, almost fainting. Bran grabbed Mark and threw it into the room, and walked behind Zhu Hong in the terrified gaze of the blonde beauty.

Mark looked up, his eyes covered with bloodshots, "Chinese, are you from the East? Have you crossed the ocean?"

"A choice, survival, or destruction, I remember this is what a great Western dramatist said. Now this choice is for you," Zhu Hong said in a deep voice.

Mark's eyes flashed and he looked at Zhu Hong, "Chinese people, we can cooperate."

"It seems that you chose to destroy it, it doesn't matter. There are agents. I believe that countless people in Mayda City want to take your place, including this Mr. Bran. I have the ability to let his Porto army occupy Mayda City," Zhu Hong said.

Mark was shocked and subconsciously looked at Bran. Seeing the other party's eyes ecstatic, his heart sank. According to Bran's reaction, this Chinese man might really have the ability to suppress Mad City. He didn't dare to gamble and hurriedly said, "I, I choose to survive."

"Survival means surrender, are you sure?" Zhu Hong asked again.

Mark glanced at the half-naked blonde beauty on the bed. He was reluctant to give up his current power and could not resist. He could only say painfully, "Yes, I chose to surrender."

Zhu Hong nodded, "The heroes who saved the world in the movies of Peace Times are all you Westerners. They are not afraid of power and sacrifice their lives to take risks, which makes many of us believe it. Now it seems that there is no hard bone among you."

Both Bran and Mark looked ugly.

Zhu Hong smiled lightly, "I won't say much nonsense, integrate the army of the two cities and present the situation between Spain and F countries."

Mark was surprised, "You want to attack F Country?"

Zhu Hong frowned, and the pressure came, and Mark was pressed to the ground again, "Remember, talk to me in the future and use honorific words."

Mark nodded quickly, and Bran looked frightened behind him. Mark was a level 5 strongman, and he didn't even have the power to resist in the hands of this Chinese. This is the level 6 strength. There are many people with this kind of strength among this group of Chinese. Just the expeditionary force. He really couldn't imagine how strong China was. Will that ancient civilization frighten the world?

In another space of time, Jiang Feng, who was sitting in the Jishi Great Wall, received a message from Wu Yunfei. When he learned that Fu Zong Lingyunzi was in seclusion, his expression moved.
Chapter completed!