The False Words world is not due to the overall background, and the thickness of the plane barrier is not as thick as the tower world, so when attacking this large plane, there is actually no need for an eighth-level master like Locke to take action.

The huge body of the deadborn Fehmdun is shrouded in the plane of false words, including the figure of the magic demon Rael has also appeared.

Many tyrannical masters gathered outside the world of vain words, and because of the more desperate spider mothers, just from the dominance-level battle force lineup, it was actually more luxurious than when attacking the iron tower civilization mother plane.

"Although the strength of the plane at this time is not worth mentioning compared to our Wizarding Alliance army, after all, it was my entanglement with this large plane first, so I will end it." Locke Hengli said in the starry sky.

Tens of millions of Wizarding World Legions and nearly 100 million Alliance Combat Legions, all at this time all cast their eyes on Locke who was far away, as if he was the protagonist of this starry sky at this time.

Because of the crushing brought about by the life level, these low-level creatures below level 4, which occupy the main number, can't get close to Locke at all, and even they can't even see Locke's original face.

In the visual system of these low-level creatures, the picture in front of them is a dark and depressing storm of destruction standing in the starry sky.

Although the long-term admiration made their eyes and body uncontrollably affected by the little destructive power that Locke spilled, most creatures would rather endure the severe pain than miss the same tyrannical ruler. A chance for a battlefield.

Especially when this powerful Domination-level lifeform belongs to its own camp, an indescribable sense of pride and a real sense of security floods around him.

Among these low-level creatures, the knights and wizards of the wizarding world are the most.

Without taking out the sharp gun, as Locke slammed forward, a huge jet black fist print, wrapped in the flames of destruction, blasted down the vain words that exuded a pale golden brilliance.

In the low-level creatures and many fifth- and sixth-level creatures, the large-scale plane barriers that seem to be exceptionally strong, even under the bombardment of Locke's master's fist, a visible mark was sunken down.

A trace of golden fluorescence gathers from all sides of the plane of False Words, and finally lies in the southeast of the plane.

Gather into beads.

A scarecrow reached the fifth level of life holding a golden ball in his hand. With the power of the plane and the special mysterious power of the world of false words, he resisted Locke's fist in an attempt to prevent the plane barrier from being broken.

However, low-level life forms are after all low-level life forms, and in the face of the suppression of absolute strength, the so-called effort is just a struggle.

The Destroyer Transformation quietly opened, and Locke's human appearance was quickly covered by the jet black bone armor.

The fierce flame of destruction was more vigorous than before, and the scarlet eyes flashed, followed by an incomparable powerful impact, once again descending on the barrier of the plane of falsehood.

After all, it is just a large plane that is good at prophecy and mysterious power, and is not as good at defense as the world of iron towers.

When Locke's third destructive fist imprint came, the hard-supported pale golden plane barrier finally shattered a larger wound with a "click".

The Scarecrow Guardian located in the southeast of the plane, at the same time also spewed a mouthful of white-gray blood that belonged only to the Scarecrow.

It is so ridiculous to want to block the eighth-level creatures with a fifth-level body, but as a guardian, it has also tried its best.

"Go, fully occupy this world, and the person who can kill the first three generations of Guardians first will get a reward from me personally!" Locke said to the combat legion in the entire starry sky.

This is a combat mission with no birth restrictions, whether it is a wizard world knight, a wizard, or a foreign creature of the wizard alliance, or even a member of the slave cannon fodder army.

As long as you can take the lead in completing the tasks assigned by Locke, you will get the opportunity to meet Locke in person and receive a reward from an eighth-level peak master.

Locke's words soon ushered in the boiling of the entire starry sky nearby.

Countless creatures rushed into the plane of false speech.

And looking at the vicious and vicious alien creatures that are constantly pouring in from the plane, the vain words and civilized scarecrows generally feel horrified and cold in their hearts.

Half a year later, the ancestor of the seventh-level creature, Yanzu, fell in the hands of Wukong the Destroyer Great Ape and the magical Demon Riel.

For this guy who once threatened Locke’s life, Locke did not personally come out because his power was too weak.

Hand, just as a bystander, quietly watching the other side step toward death.

The dead end Yanzu did not show any madness or irritation, until he died, it was extremely calm, and seemed to confirm his own destiny.

For this kind of guy, although he has witnessed the death of the other party with his own eyes.

Including the complete exhaustion of the Soul of Domination, and the complete disappearance of soul fluctuations.

But for some reason, Locke felt uncomfortable after the opponent died.

This feeling is somewhat similar to the atmosphere that Locke had when he first came into contact with Rare, but from the perception of the eighth-level peak creature, he clearly told himself that he did not have any abnormalities.

"It seems to have put a curse on you before death, but it probably didn't succeed."

"Don't worry, with your physique and life thickness, even an eighth-level creature may not succeed in cursing you, let alone a weak and dying seventh-level master." Beside Locke, the desperate spider mother seemed to have discovered it. Locke's expression felt uncomfortable, and said with relief.

The Desperate Spider Mother didn't personally join the war either. After all, it was an almost crushing battle. This spider mother also had no interest in the two masters remaining on the plane of False Words.

After hearing the relief from the Desperate Spider Mother, Locke nodded.

When he cast an inquiring gaze at Phantom Riel, Phantom Riel also gave an answer similar to that of Desperate Spider Mother, and Locke didn't care about this little thing anymore.

Although he did not care about the dead man Yiyan Zu, Locke's mood was inevitably affected.

The oppressive power of destruction surged beside Locke, and then Locke used his own voice of dominance to give orders to the wizarding civilized army on the battlefield of the plane of False Words.

"Change the original plan and begin to wipe out the scarecrows on the plane of False Words!"

"After the Civilization War is over, the total number of scarecrows in this large plane cannot be higher than one-tenth of the total number of the original ethnic group!" Locke's cruel orders echoed inside and outside the plane of falsehood.

The legion of countless wizard civilizations immediately followed Locke's instructions firmly, and misery and pain began to linger inside and outside the vain words of civilization, and brought serious disasters to this ancient civilization.