In the center of the former Jin family forbidden land, in the middle of a huge pit with a diameter of more than a million miles, the nest that Jiao Li and others brought to this world has sunk more than ten million miles underground. Black chains burned with black flames, drilling madly into the surrounding rock formations, madly extracting the surrounding earth veins and various minerals.

The surface of the nest, which is tens of thousands of miles in diameter, is densely packed like a honeycomb. Some are several miles in size, while the smallest are no more than ten feet in radius. Warriors of the Mingjiao clan, whose bodies are pitch black and covered with a layer of wet and sticky mucus, keep crawling out with difficulty.

When these warriors of the Mingjiao clan just crawled out of their nests, their breath was extremely weak, probably even weaker than that of ordinary Anshen realm monks.

They stood on the surface of the nest, waiting for the turbulent and turbid winds around them to dry the mucus on their bodies. Then their auras strengthened little by little, continuously breaking through, gradually breaking through from the Settlement Realm to the Life Realm and even higher.

Looking closely, the warriors of the Dark Horn tribe standing on the surface of the nest all had a thin transparent hose like an umbilical cord connected to the head of the nest. Streams of black viscous juice flashed with dazzling light and continuously flowed into their bodies from this transparent hose.

The more mucus they inject, the more powerful their aura becomes.

When their aura increased to a certain level, these transparent hoses fell off one after another and retracted into the nest. In their eyes, there was a scarlet light flashing. The warriors of the Mingjiao clan, who had no intelligence at all but pure animal instinct, screamed and flew into the sky, jumping towards the ground along the walls of the sunken pits around them.

Every day, hundreds of millions of new Darkhorn warriors are born from their nests.

The longer the time goes, the more new warriors of the Mingjiao clan are born, and the stronger they become.

Every day, varying numbers of Mingjiao clan warriors would rush in and attack in all directions, and then be blown to pieces by the Chaos Fire Crossbows in the sky, suffering heavy losses.

If you calculate carefully, you will find that the lost warriors of the Mingjiao clan are only less than one-tenth of the new warriors produced every day.

At least 90% of the newly created warriors were hidden in this turbid black void. Except for a few high-ranking members of the Mingjiao clan, no one knew how much military force they had hidden.

Sneaking into the nest of the Mingjiao clan through a pitch-black hole, going down along a crooked and strangely structured corridor that looked like the intestinal tissue of a living organism, after traveling tens of thousands of miles, a huge chamber was constantly emitting strange black and red light.

This is a huge chamber similar to the human uterus, with a radius of hundreds of miles. Countless warriors of the Mingjiao clan, who have some beetle features on their bodies but look almost the same as humans overall, gather here, quietly guarding the two huge black cocoons in the middle.

Compared with the newly created Dark Horn Clan warriors outside, the warriors here are stronger, have a sharper aura, and the scarlet light in their eyes clearly carries the aura unique to intelligent creatures, rather than those low-level creatures who only know how to kill and devour.

Two meat cocoons in the middle of the chamber were suspended in mid-air, with dozens of translucent hoses as thick as arms injected into them, and large amounts of high-temperature black juice continuously injected into them.

Through the translucent flesh cocoon wall, you can see two figures, a man and a woman.

The man was none other than General Jiao, and the woman was none other than Ying Xiuer!

Ying Xiu'er in the meat cocoon is about ten feet tall, thin and tall, with a layer of moist black stratum corneum covering her body. She is full of a strange and evil beauty, and is filled with a strange and sinister sense of power.

Her long hair was gone, and her scalp was covered with thousands of long, thick, hard thorns. The black thorns shone with a faint light, like sharp little horns made of crystal.

Her face kept squirming, looking hideous and distorted, full of struggle.

Occasionally she would open her eyes, her scarlet pupils filled with confusion and cloudiness, and her eyeballs would move rapidly from time to time, as if she were in a nightmare.

The horned general in the other meat cocoon had a calm expression. He was quietly suspended in the sticky dark red juice. Every muscle in his body was slowly wriggling, constantly absorbing the violent energy in the dark red juice and rapidly recovering his strength.

After being ambushed by Rat Lord, his body collapsed and his soul was swallowed up. Only a wisp of spirit that was placed in Ying Xiu'er's soul was preserved.

General Jiao was a man who had died once. With the help of the powerful force of this nest, he rebuilt a perfect body. He also used the souls of countless devoured monks to restore and strengthen his own soul, making it even more powerful and purer than the original soul.

The Mingjiao clan is such a terrifying clan.

As long as there are enough resources for them to devour, they can quickly recover even if only one cell is left.

"Xiu'er!" General Jiao's voice suddenly rang out in the chamber: "This time, it was Jiao Xiao and his men's fault. Although their reckless collision destroyed the resistance of the natives, it also killed all of your people."

"Even you, your body is destroyed." General Jiao sighed, "What a beautiful body, it's destroyed just like that, what a pity... But don't worry, I have had people collect the remains of your people's bodies."

"It won't be long. Using their remains as materials, I will help you create a new group of people with your Great Qin bloodline. Of course, they not only have your Great Qin bloodline, they are also members of our Mingjiao clan."

Ying Xiu'er's eyes suddenly spurted out two crazy rays of blood. She laughed and said, "Yes, yes, they are dead, all dead... Are these recreated tribesmen still my tribesmen? Haha, it's all their fault, it's all their fault!"

Ying Xiu'er clenched her slender fingers together and shouted, "They destroyed the Qin Dynasty, and I will destroy them. When the Qin Dynasty is finished, they must be buried with it! Hee, let me have some fun with them."

Following Ying Xiu'er's scream, countless warriors of the Mingjiao clan on the land of Tianlu rose up. They divided a part of their manpower and began to once again attack the defense line set up by Luo'er using those defective war puppets.

So the Chaos Fire Crossbow continued its bombardment, and huge pits with a diameter of more than ten miles were blasted on the ground. Countless blood and flesh flew everywhere, and large groups of Mingjiao warriors were blown to pieces. The corpses and remains were dragged back by other Mingjiao warriors for recycling.

"Hehe, have the people who command these monks become more powerful these days?"

"From being at a loss at the beginning, I became calm and composed. My ability to control the situation has improved several times."

"But that's not enough. War, especially a war like this, is not something a rookie like you can learn!"

Ying Xiu'er laughed and said in a low voice, "Master Dao, what do you think?"

A man nearly two meters tall, with forty-nine treasure wheels slowly rotating behind him and an aura as vast as the sun, quietly appeared in the chamber.

The deep, rich, and inexplicably majestic voice shook the entire chamber.

"Join forces, maybe you still have a chance to defeat them."