Survival of All Races: Unlimited Evolution at the Start

Chapter 175 The Battle Begins

Fang Han had already flown in front of Tate at this time.

"kill!"

The soul-eating gun transforms into black lightning, and every time it is stabbed, it will cause huge damage.

Like an aurora

Fang Han was quick with his spear, but Tate was not slow to react.

Its body is like a ghost, even in the air, it is still extremely flexible.

Fang Han contacted several attacks, but he dodged them all.

The two stood together in the air.

Two figures, one black and one yellow, kept fighting.

The two fell to the ground.

They fought in the air just now, and they were evenly divided, but Tate wanted to have a slight upper hand.

Tate didn't give Fang Han the slightest chance to breathe, and immediately killed him again.

The raging killing intent was like a flood breaking a bank, trying to swallow Fang Han and drown him.

"Master, I will help you!"

Cedric recovered from the shock at this moment, saw Fang Han and Tate fighting together, and immediately joined the battle.

"Naga clan, dragon clan, come on!"

Tate immediately turned his head and gave orders behind him.

The Chosen One of the Dragon Race heard the order and immediately rushed towards the Human Race.

"We're going too!"

Lin Wenyuan and others showed no sign of weakness and rushed over immediately.

"Hei Ni, Ellie, Dragon Girl, you go and help them."

"Two-headed dragon, come and help me!"

Fang Han immediately released Hei Ni and Ellie.

Especially with the addition of Hei Ni, everyone has the ability to fight against eighty powerful alien races.

If there was no black mud, Fang Han would have told Hou Chao and others to stay away from here.

Impossible to involve them in combat.

Facing eighty powerful alien races, it is impossible to win.

However, with the black mud, this gap will be reduced a lot.

After the black mud devoured the clay figurines before, after these days of consumption, his strength has improved a lot.

In particular, the range of the black mud expanded and began to cover more enemies.

After the two gave orders from their opponents, they fought again and got together again.

On the ground, Fang Han's speed advantage was fully utilized.

Even if there was a phantom of the golden dinosaur behind Tate, it could not completely suppress Fang Han.

Cedric, on the other hand, is slightly weaker, and can only harass Tate occasionally.

It was difficult for him to join the fight.

"Go and help them, leave it to me!"

Fang Han said to Cedric.

It is useless for him to stay here.

"Double-headed dragon, help me!"

Two-Headed Dragon: Help Mud ***, let me go in such a dangerous place?
Although I was reluctant in my heart, I had to go.

Transformed into the body of a hundred-meter dragon, suspended in the air, with green dragon scales shining brightly.

If it hadn't been beheaded by the rules, it would be even more extraordinary.

Just when the two-headed dragon revealed its true form, Fang Han clearly felt that the golden dinosaur's shadow seemed to have changed.

But that feeling is fleeting, as if it never existed.

Tate was also very surprised after seeing the two-headed dragon.

There is disbelief in the eyes.

He felt a powerful bloodline power from the body of the two-headed dragon.

This kind of blood power, even he who has the dragon blood of the ancestor of the dragon people, is extremely shocked.

Vaguely, he had an illusion that the blood of the ancestor dragon was not as strong as the opponent!

It's no wonder he had such a delusion.

The Azure Dragon itself is of a higher level than the Ancestral Dragon.

The two-headed dragon is a direct descendant of the holy beast Qinglong.

"on!"

Fang Han roared, raised his gun and rushed forward again.

The two-headed dragon uttered a dragon chant, and rushed towards the phantom of the golden dragon in the sky.

And Tate's figure was like lightning, attacking Fang Han.

The powerful murderous aura seemed to stagnate the entire space, rushing towards Fang Han like a huge wave.

Fang Han is also not afraid!

With a roar, he raised his gun and rushed towards Tate.

The two soon got into a fight.

At this time, the Naga tribe and the dragon tribe also took the initiative to attack, rushing towards the nineteen human tribe.

They have a total of 79 fighters, and the number alone can consume the human race to death.

"Weak human race, accept the trial of our noble dragon race!"

Mitchell's eyes are full of killing intent, and his target is Lin Wenyuan, the third strongest human race!

He understood that the group of people in front of him was not strong, and the most powerful was Lin Wenyuan.

As long as you solve the opponent, you can defeat the enemy in front of you!
Suddenly, a black mud appeared in front of them.

"What is this?"

The third princess and others looked at the sudden appearance of the black swamp and were a little confused.

However, they have a very keen sense of things containing liquids.

The moment the black mud appeared, they sensed the danger.

Instinctively slowed down, trying to figure out what was going on.

But the dragon warriors didn't take it seriously.

In their noble eyes, the weak human race is not worth mentioning at all.

It is impossible to have any powerful equipment or items.

Prepare to rush directly to fight with the human race at close range.

Because of the racial characteristics of the dragon people, they are almost all melee soldiers and have no long-range attack methods.

In close combat, there are almost no races that can be their opponents.

boom! !

The black mud rushed towards the dragon people like waves,
As soon as they rushed into the black mud, they immediately realized that something was wrong.

The black mud seemed to be alive, sticking directly to their feet.

When he wanted to pull out his feet, he found that the black mud was extremely sticky to his feet.

It is very difficult to pull up.

Severely restrict their activities, so that their combat is greatly reduced.

"This black mud is weird, something is wrong!"

Mitchell suddenly felt something was wrong at this time.

This black mud is full of weirdness everywhere!
Especially these black muds seem to be controlled by some kind of life.

Right now, in front of them.

Balls of black mud spurted out thick liquid like springs.

These liquids formed lumps of mudfolk on the ground.

The nineteen clay figurines were all clay figurines that had been swallowed up by the black mud before.

The moment he saw these clay figures appearing, Mitchell immediately recalled the memories in his mind.

"This black mud is the god's envoy of the clay figurines, get out quickly!"

Mitchell immediately recalled what he saw in an ancient book in his mind.

Their dragon race had suffered a great loss at the hands of the clay figurine god envoy before.

Tens of thousands of dragon people were all swallowed up by the black mud, causing heavy casualties and injuries, but there was nothing they could do!
In the end, it was the strongest king of the dragon clan who sealed the god envoy of the clay figurine in the endless sea of ​​stars.

This happened thousands of years ago. I didn't expect to meet the clay figurine envoy here.

The book records in detail the power of the clay figurine god envoys.

In particular, don't get entangled in black mud, otherwise
Mitchell reminded loudly, but it was a pity that he was already a step behind.

The nineteen dragon-human races were all engulfed in black mud, unable to move their calves!
"attack!"

Mitchell quickly attacked the black mud.

The powerful skill blasted into the black mud, breaking up a piece of black mud, revealing a vacuum area.

But soon the black mud quickly gathered again.

Mitchell searched in his mind how to solve the immediate predicament.

"Naga!"

"I remembered, the key to cracking the black mud lies in the Naga clan!"

"Haha, I happen to have Naga people!"

Mitchell finally remembered how to deal with the black mud.

As long as the Naga tribe takes action, the black mud can be resolved.

Thinking of the Naga tribe, he looked back and found that those Naga were still behind, and they didn't intend to make a move at all.

"The talent of your race is to control liquids, and this black mud is mainly composed of liquids."

"Aren't you guys making a move yet?!!"

Mitchell yelled at the Naga who were still watching the show.

(End of this chapter)