The Foreign Races' Soldier Pool

Among the 36 foreign races, there were only two Crab Generals. Mei Changge aimed at one of them and stabbed out with his spear.

The wind pressure formed by the Mystic Wind Spear Technique pressed down on the Crab General, slowing it down immediately.

Crush!

The spear pierced into its body. Then, Mei Changge's expression changed.

The Crab General's pincers clamped the spear.

"Wave Formation!"

Upon hearing this, Mei Changge found himself instantly surrounded by the Shrimp Soldiers. The air around him seemed to condense into water droplets, resembling a heavy rain.

Oh no!

Feeling the pressure from the water droplets around him, Mei Changge's Innate pure qi surged through his body, causing the Innate Astral Qi to shimmer on his skin.

At that moment, Mei Changge was like a light bulb emitting golden light.

However, it was just a little pressure and not a big deal.

Violent Wind!