The situation is too tense.

Everyone present was so nervous that they couldn't say anything nervous.

One side is the Blood Witching Thread Curse, and the other side is the Fu Seal Curse. Both of them are death, which makes them feel desperate.

"God Moraka, what have we done wrong? Why should we be punished like this?"

Some people were kneeling on the ground, praying to the sky, and they looked like they had collapsed.

"Stand up!"

Aturu shouted coldly and angrily scolded this person.

"And us!"

At that time, people from the old sect also stood up one after another to confront those from the new sect.

"As long as we are here, the tribe will not be put in a dilemma!"

"Why do you?"

Akundi said coldly.

"Just because I am Aturu, just because I have my tribe in my heart!"

"I have my tribe in my heart, and I am the only one in their heart. Aturu, you are deviant and will eventually fail!"

"Hmph, that's ridiculous. Can you rely on just a few words?"

Akundi chuckled, not afraid at all.

Aturu ignored Akundi and just shouted to the members of the Lingwu clan: "The ancestral teachings say that we should practice in closed mountains and wait for the opportunity to come out in the future. However, we have long forgotten our original intention and are just for the petty gains in front of us.

And forget yourself!”

"In order for our ancestors to enter Hongmeng and avoid those forces from the outside world, how many people died and how much blood was shed by our ancestors in exchange for our family's short-term peace?"

"Right now, you are joining the new clan sect just because of the lack of cultivation resources. How can you be worthy of those ancestors who died for future generations?"

"It is true that it is not easy for you, but the current suffering is just for the sake of our clan's glory in its peak period in the future. The spirit wizard clan, a race that has existed in the last era since records were recorded, has been passed down for countless generations.

The incense has never been cut off, why is this?"

All the members of the Spirit Witch Clan stopped talking and looked at Atulu blankly.

"Heart!"

Arturu said in a deep voice and gave the answer.

"The original intention, this is the reason why our spirit shaman tribe can always pass it down and never lose its incense!"

“If you don’t forget your original intention, you will always succeed!”

"For the sake of the great righteousness of our clan, we are willing to sacrifice our lives and shed our blood. This is the original intention that the people of our clan will stick to!"

"But you have completely forgotten this!"

"Some people, for the sake of profit, do all kinds of underhanded things, even oppressing the tribe. Some people, because of the oppression of individual members of the tribe, blame their anger on the entire tribe and rebel against our tribe. There are still some people who don't know why.

For the sake of the Yin and Yang universe, a few words from others can make them so excited that they forget everything they know!"

"With this kind of character, if we don't change it, there will be difficulties in the new clan sect today. Even if it is really resolved, another new clan sect will be born in the future!"

"Your original intention is long gone!"

"Only when all tribesmen unite as one, can the Spirit Witch Clan survive forever!"

"But... we regret it now, it's too late!"

Some tribesmen said.

"The people from the New Tribe Sect are threatening us, and now they have laid this Blood Witch Thread Curse. What should we, the Spirit Witch Clan, do?"

"It's not too late, now is the best time!"

Agsu stood up, glanced at Atulu, and then said: "A single spark can start a prairie fire. The new tribe can only send 20,000 people, but our tribe has hundreds of thousands of people. There is no need to be afraid of them. Now we are rising to resist."

The New Tribe Faction is the key, and resisting them is also resisting our own destiny of destruction!"

"God Moraka is watching us in the God Realm. We want God Moraka to know that our spirit shaman clan is also capable, instead of always being under his command, like a flower in the room, destroying everything in one go.

Crippled!"

Atulu also looked at Agsu with approval, as if to say, my grandson has finally grown up.

"kill!"

The cry of killing came from unknown sources. Suddenly, the people of the Spirit Witch Clan rioted and began to resist and attack the people of the New Clan. They tried their best to use all kinds of witchcraft and spells with powerful methods.

"You are seeking death!"

Afak said coldly, not afraid of these people at all.

"People from the New Clan Sect, suppress them!"

There are only 20,000 people in the New Tribe Faction, but these 20,000 people are the most elite group in the tribe, and their combat power is quite strong. In his opinion, 20,000 people are enough to easily suppress these 'mobs' of the Spirit Witch Clan!

"People, don't be afraid, we have earned the opportunity ourselves!"

Agsu shouted loudly, his whole body was boiling with enthusiasm, and together with other members of the Spirit Witch Clan, they charged into battle with the people of the New Clan Sect.

"kill!"

There were countless shouts of killing, and the people of the Lingwu Clan were all red-eyed, and they all fought for their lives against the people of the New Tribe Faction.

"Anyway, being touched by the Blood Witching Thread Curse is death, and being engraved with the Fu Seal Curse is no different than death. It's better to fight with the people of the New Clan Sect. Killing one will not result in loss, but killing two will count as gain!"

"Yes, the New Tribe Faction has suppressed us for a long time. Now, it's time to settle the accounts with them!"

Their momentum is endless. Although the people of the New Tribe Faction are much stronger than them, their momentum is not weaker than theirs. So much so that the people in the New Tribe Faction were frightened by these desperate tribesmen for a while. Their momentum

Being suppressed, he fell into a disadvantage.

"Brothers, let's kill them too and fight them!"

People in the old school even shouted loudly, and everyone was full of unlimited confidence.

They have adhered to their ancestral precepts from beginning to end and are fighting against the people of the New Clan. Even now, there are still more than 30,000 people. Although their combat power is far weaker than that of the New Clan, their hearts are firm.

.

Even though they were desperate before and felt that they could not make a comeback, they never wavered in their determination. This is even more true now.

"A single spark can start a prairie fire. The Xinzu sect has oppressed the tribesmen for too long, and it has already ignited the fire in the hearts of the tribesmen. Now it has exploded, and its wrath cannot be stopped by ten Xinzu sects!"

Many people in the old school thought this way.

However, as strong-minded as they are, they feel a bit dreamy right now.

Everything happened too fast! Not long ago, they were still in despair because the situation was too unfavorable and there was almost no chance of a comeback. All the elites of the old faction were dead, and the 20,000 elites of the new faction were there, plus the five elders.

In the new clan sect, one person can easily defeat ten thousand people.

Previously, Chidora was even willing to give up her position as a spirit girl for the sake of their old school's survival.

But now, nothing matters anymore, the situation has been reversed.

The words of Atulu and Agsu were like a fuse, igniting the war, causing the tribesmen to wake up, rise up to resist, and fight against the new tribesmen.

At the moment, the Lingwu Clan is powerful, and the people of the New Clan obviously have strength, but they feel like they can't do anything, and they are being suppressed miserably.

"The spirit witch clan will never be destroyed!"
Chapter completed!