[Record]: A divine domain has requested to connect to your divine domain. The divine domain notes [Tang Zhiyuan, the principal of the 11th Middle School]. Do you accept it?
[Record]: Index database, the current divine domain is of medium divine power, and the federal real name is Tang Zhiyuan.
"Accept!"
[Record]: The divine domain link channel will be opened in ten minutes.
[Record]: During this period, you can close the divine domain channel at any time, beware of criminals! After
Lu Yan finished brushing the Sutra Library, such a prompt appeared in front of him.
Today, the Sutra Library only brushed out a secret book, and it was a sword formula.
In the divine domain, all the main fighting races have received the oracle.
The red-crowned crane cultivators rushed to the ice field.
The plain is his most important development base in the future.
Naturally, it cannot be damaged.
In the future, the divine domain channel can be placed on the ice field.
Even if it is really damaged, he will not feel bad.
"So, should I find some formations or treasures to enhance the ice and snow environment in the future?" Lu Yan thought while touching his lower handle.
Ten minutes converted to the divine domain is more than two days.
After such a long time, Lu Yan's race in the God Realm had already made preparations.
The space was like a broken porcelain, with cracks appearing.
A dark passage appeared on the ice field.
Lu Yan's race was ready.
Fifty meters away from the God Realm passage, there were the Snow Bear Body Refiners, and behind them were the Stark Fish Demon Refiners. There were
also groups of red-crowned cranes flying in the sky.
As the space passage opened.
A group of spearmen wearing armor with strange symbols engraved on them.
They walked out of the space passage in neat steps.
The three-meter-long spears exuded a sharp cold light.
"For the glory of my God, for the Lance Empire!" The magic spearmen shouted as soon as they walked out of the space passage!
But at that moment.
The Stark Fish Man Refiners took action!
The first batch of fishmen had a minimum of six years of practice, and the most had eight years.
Eight hundred points of spiritual energy, plus the Soul Return Pill (speed), are enough for them to squander!
"Although my magic spearmen are only first-level, their armor is engraved with magic symbols, which not only reduces the weight of the armor, but also increases the power by at least five levels!"
"Moreover, if the magic symbol is directly activated, a layer of magic shield will be obtained, which can withstand a fatal attack within the third level."
"Even if there is only one magic spearman, they will not fail without more than ten first-level races besieging them!"
"Don't look at my first-level magic spearmen, there are only 8,000 of them, but in a head-on battle, they are enough to defeat more than 50,000 first-level races!" Tang Zhiyuan introduced proudly in his own divine domain.
Liu Xiyue's eyes suddenly brightened.
"It sounds like this magic spearman seems to be very powerful?" Liu Xiyue's heart suddenly ignited hope.
"Not seem, it must be very powerful!" Liu Zaiyuan corrected on the side.
"Eight thousand first-level magic spearmen defeated 4,000 third-level centaurs in a head-on battle. Because the power of magic is really too strong." Liu Zaiyuan added.
Before the mid-level races, it was difficult for low-level races to master the ability to cast spells.
No, or rather, it was impossible to master the ability to cast spells.
Since they themselves could not master the ability to cast spells, then, let's build them with components that can cast spells!
It was just like in the previous life, humans could not fly by their own power, so let's build airplanes!
This is the power of the constructed races.
With the help of construction, they can accomplish things that they themselves could not do.
"Let's start! The magic spearmen have entered Lu Yan's divine domain!" Tang Zhiyuan reminded.
Liu Zaiyuan and Liu Xiyue also looked over hurriedly.
After the first row of magic spearmen entered Lu Yan's divine domain, they immediately launched a charge.
But at that moment.
One by one, the spiritual power bullets, dragging white tail flames, crashed into the array of magic spearmen.
Suddenly, the 500 magic spearmen who had just rushed out of the divine domain were thrown to the ground. They
didn't even have a magic shield.
The first batch of magic spearmen were all wiped out!
Tang Zhiyuan was stunned.
"What is this!"
Liu Zaiyuan said awkwardly on the side, "Lu Yan's natural race seems to be a long-range spellcasting race. But it doesn't matter. There are not many of his spellcasting races. Counting the flying race, there are only more than 3,000."
"As long as there are enough, we can completely consume their magic power!"
In the God's Domain, Lu Yan looked at it in surprise.
I thought it was a bit troublesome.
But it was just the Stark fish monsters. One round of bombardment killed all these 500 spearmen?
Just now, each fish monster consumed 200 spiritual power and fired two spiritual power bullets at the same time.
But under the effect of the Soul Return Pill (Speed), 100 spiritual power has been restored within two seconds.
Groups of magic spearmen walked out of the God's Domain channel again.
With the previous experience, they immediately used the magic shield after walking out of the God's Domain channel.
A circle of pure white shields, staring, blocked them in front.
It is indeed a bit troublesome for the fish monsters.
It takes a spiritual power bullet to break the shield, and the second one can kill these magic spearmen.
But it doesn't matter.
Because the spiritual bullets don't explode when touched.
They have penetrating power!
After the first spiritual bullet killed the magic spearman, it still did not disappear. After crashing into the magic shield behind it, it gradually dissipated.
The two hundred Stark fish demon cultivators were like turrets that kept spewing flames.
They fired spiritual bullets non-stop!
The white tail flames, like cannonballs, fell on the camp of the magic spearmen!
They themselves had a spiritual power reserve of about 800!
In addition to the soul-recovering pills that restored 100 spiritual power every two seconds.
They were harvesting the lives of these magic spearmen like the god of death!
Tang Zhiyuan was going crazy!
"Didn't they say that these spellcasting races don't have much mana reserves?"
"What's going on?" Looking at the first-level magic spearmen falling to the ground.
These are construct races!
Although these spearmen can be trained at any time.
But the armor engraved with magic symbols is not cheap.
"Look, their spells are beginning to stop!" Liu Zaiyuan's eyes lit up and he said quickly.
Tang Zhiyuan looked over.
After firing the spiritual power bullet, some of the two hundred Stark fish monsters paused for a second before resuming the spell.
After all, the spiritual power pill can only restore 100 spiritual power every two seconds.
Not every second.
There was a one-second gap in the middle.
If the charge was not fierce, it would not be visible at all.
However, eight thousand magic spearmen charged like a tide.
It was this one-second gap that the magic spearmen, at the cost of human lives,
directly pushed the battle line ten yards!
And the attack range of the Stark fish monster cultivators was only one hundred yards.
Although it can consume more spiritual power and increase the attack distance.
But an attack distance of 100 yards consumes 100 spiritual power.
Or an attack distance of 120 yards consumes 200 spiritual power.
There is no need to choose between the two.
As long as they advance 90 yards and the magic spearmen get close, they are finished!
"This firepower is really terrifying!" Tang Zhiyuan exclaimed, "But the total amount of magic power is your weakness! You are finished!"
Lu Yan could see it naturally.
But...
a smile appeared on his face, "Have you forgotten that I still have 3,000 red-crowned crane cultivators who haven't been dispatched yet!"