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The Scarlet Sky Horned Eagle was still dead, but Lin Xiuer was still very shocked. She never thought that Wanyan Aguda's mount, the Scarlet Sky Horned Eagle, could do this for Wanyan Aguda. It really shocked her.

But this didn't stop Lin Xiu'er from taking revenge. She glanced at the embers of the Scarlet Sky Horned Eagle burning on the ground, and flew towards the Eagle God Mountain in the west. The murderous intent in her eyes became more and more serious.

Back on the main battlefield, Linyuan and Rhine had already killed Natuqi and Natulu, and the rest of the scattered battlefields were also directly crushed. After Wanyan Agu was beaten away, their fighting power and momentum It fell directly to the bottom.

"Everyone, stop for me!"

"Natulu, Natu rides on the head again, all the grassland tribes, don't surrender yet!"

Lin Yuan held the heads of Natulu and Natuqi in one hand, and the phantom of the white tiger spirit appeared behind him. With Linyuan's loud shout, the whole battlefield was shocked.

The remaining dozen or so grassland tribesmen lost their momentum after seeing their patriarch Wanyan Aguda escape. Now, the two remaining leaders, Natulu and Natuqi, have also been killed. Lin Yuan killed them, and seeing the bloody head in Lin Yuan's hands, the remaining ten people had no fighting spirit at all.

As the overlord race on the Sunset Plain, the grassland tribe controls most of the map of the Sunset Plain, but now, within half a day, it was trampled down by the army of the Real Spirit Desert Island.

The patriarch's wife rebelled, the patriarch fled and was hunted down, two generals were beheaded, and the army was crushed. In these four aspects, the real spirit desert island has absolute advantages. The weapons were disarmed, and the battle was officially declared over. Under the cavalry of the army on Linyuan's Real Spirit Desert Island, only Wanyan and Aguda remained in the grassland tribe.

"Congratulations to the Lord of the Real Spirit Deserted Island, you led your men and successfully defeated the army of the grassland tribe, the overlord of the Sunset Plain, and killed Natulu and Natuqi, the left and right generals of the grassland tribe, captured 10 people, killed 40 people, and 238 monsters , and won this battle.”

"The lord is victorious in the war, the number of lords of the deserted island is increased, and the war rewards are obtained—primary items: nomadic chariots, and unknown maps: the relics of the wolf god. (You can get more information about the relics of the wolf god by sweeping the settlements of the grassland tribes.)"

"Because the patriarch of the grassland tribe, Wanyan Aguda, is still alive, the final reward has not been issued. After killing Wanyan Aguda, you can get a huge reward."

"Wanyan Aguda, Lin Xiuer, I hope you can get revenge as you wish, and I can also get system rewards."

Lin Yuan looked in the direction of Yingshen Mountain, and became a little worried about Lin Xiuer, especially that Yingshen Mountain over there still had the plague of death, and it was Linyuan's final destination to conquer the entire Sunset Plain.

"Lace, Rose, you are in charge of guarding these surrendered soldiers, let them bury their clansmen. As for the corpses of Natulu and Natuqi, let me destroy them myself, and I would rather die than kill them." With respect!"

"Yes, my lord!"

Lace and Rousi took the lead. Two strong men who had reached the third level were more than enough to deal with 10 grassland tribesmen who had lost their will to fight.

The members of the grassland tribe began to restrain the corpses of their compatriots, while Linyuan sprayed out the Nanming Lihuo, burning the corpses of Natulu, Natuqi and their mounts.

For these two opponents and their monsters, Lin Yuan still admired them very much. Even at the last moment before being killed by Lin Yuan and Rhine, they were still full of fighting spirit and never thought of giving in.

The corpses and magic cores turned into ashes, drifted away in the breeze of the sunset plain, and swayed across the entire grassland, which can be regarded as falling leaves returning to their roots.

After disposing of the corpses of Natulu and Natuqi, Linyuan called She Yuan and Han Xin and said, "You two are responsible for collecting the demonic cores and the corpses of monsters above the second level. Pick out the first-level monsters, and when the time comes Burn it directly, otherwise, if this place is occupied by the plague of death, it will become a resource for breeding the plague."

"Yes, my lord."

She Yuan and Han Xin acted quickly, and at the same time called a group of monsters to act.

The deer in the forest is currently patrolling and treating the monsters. It didn't take much action in this battle. The whole audience is controlling their own life aura, protecting every monster well, which greatly reduces the power of the real spirit. The loss of the desert island monsters.

Looking at this endless sunset plain, Lin Yuan had a hunch that in future battles, the army of herbivorous monsters led by the forest spirit deer would definitely be a nightmare for the enemy.

The finishing work is being carried out quickly, and the flames of the burning corpses bring up a puff of black smoke, which symbolizes the end of the grassland tribe. Only the last ten captives are left, watching the vast black smoke and shedding tears. From then on, they no longer belong to the grassland tribe He is a prisoner of the deserted island of the true spirit.

The sun in the sky suddenly dimmed, and the blue sky and white clouds seemed to have become gloomy because of this battle. Rhine looked at the sky in the sky and said worriedly: "There may be extreme weather, there may be storms and tornadoes , These are the two most terrible extreme climates on the grassland."

Lin Yuan also frowned, the weather in the sky changed too fast, in the blink of an eye more than ten seconds, the dark clouds were about to cover the entire Sunset Plain.

"No, I have to go to the grassland tribe to find the remains of the wolf god before the storm comes, Rhine, take a look at this."

After finishing speaking, Lin Yuan showed a brown parchment map in his right hand and handed it to Rhine.

Rhine took it over, stroked the feel of the parchment and said: "The feel of this parchment doesn't seem to be simple monster leather, but already has a faint aura of divinity. This is the leather of a ninth-level monster. It's so big. Handwritten, using the leather of a ninth-level monster to make a map."

Rhine slowly opened the map, and a phantom of a white giant wolf rushed out of it, heading straight for Rhine's head.

"I knew something was wrong a long time ago. How could such a rare thing be unprotected!"

Rhine let out a loud shout, his body radiated golden light, and the divine incarnation reappeared, grabbed the white wolf with one hand, and smashed it to pieces.

"There is only a fourth-order sealing spirit. It seems that the time is too long."

Lai Yin dealt with the white wolf with one move, Lin Yuan was startled by his clean and neat technique, and couldn't help asking: "Lai Yin, how did you know there was such a sealing spirit? I didn't even feel the breath of it. .”

Rhine smiled and said: "My lord, such an important map must have defensive means, because it is the blueprint of the grassland tribe. This kind of defense is the sealing spirit, which seals the soul of a certain kind of monster. They are all in a relatively direct and rude way. If it is some powerful race that knows magic, then the seal may be God-level forbidden spell-level magic or other weird supernatural powers."