Chapter 152 [How confident are you? 】
The tribe leader's choice soon spread like the wind, causing the people of the Yunhe tribe to rush to the battlefield with madness in their eyes. This formation of fighting the enemy without preserving any strength also alarmed the Seven Evil Tribe. The warriors of the Seven Evil Tribe all looked shocked and finally took the initiative to escape.
And where the Qisha Tribe's tent was located, a strong man hurriedly ran outside the tent of the man wearing a mask. Although he didn't see anyone, he finally bowed his fists at the tent and said hurriedly: "Class leader, they seem to have activated everyone."
This sound made a strong force suddenly burst out from the tent. At the same time as the curtain was lifted, a figure flashed out from inside, standing in front of the strong man, wherever he stood, snowflakes on the ground splashed.
"As if? What I want is certain!"
The strong man's body trembled a little, as if he had not yet come back from his previous horror, and said tremblingly: "Yes...sure!"
"Very good, I've been waiting for this day for too long." The man wearing a mask looked into the distance with his hands behind his back, and a cold light oozed out of his eyes. Although a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, it was impossible for others to see it because of the mask.
After a moment of silence, his palm suddenly waved to the east, and a firework suddenly surged into the sky in his sleeve, and finally burst out in the air, emitting a series of dazzling fire.
The appearance of this fire light almost instantly. In the next second, it turned into a thick cloud, like a dark cloud. It quickly dissipated and melted into the void. And while the smoke dissipated, a burst of pressure spread out at the place where the smoke dissipated. This pressure instantly spread across the mountain where the Qisha Tribe was, causing the tribes on the mountain to tremble, and all looked at the place where the pressure dissipated.
As their eyes turned, a strong energy fluctuation appeared where the smoke dissipated. Under this wave, nine magnificent powers burst out. With the appearance of these nine rays of power, several figures appeared at this moment. When these figures appeared, the people of the tribe showed awe in their eyes. In this awe, they all rolled in their hearts, and even in this rolling, they saw these nine figures galloping towards the mountain.
Almost as these figures appeared, their bodies tore the void and approached the mountain in an instant. Then, from the air, they crashed away the scattered wind and snow. When they stood on the top of the mountain, the entire mountain shook a loudly.
Their expressions were indifferent one by one. Under this indifference, as everyone's eyes gathered, the nine figures suddenly clasped their fists and bowed, saying, "Class leader!"
The masked man looked at the nine men, looked at the spears they held, and felt the aura emitted from the spears. Even though no one noticed it, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and there was admiration in his eyes. After nodding, he spoke, "I'm asking you to come today, to join me in the Yunhe Tribe. I want to see what capital this Yunhe Tribe has to dare to disobey my Seven Evil Tribe's wishes."
After the masked man finished speaking, he turned his eyes to a strong man next to him and continued, "Send the order to gather the Black Wind Tribe and the Lingyun Tribe to gather on this mountain. This time, we will flatten the nest of the Yunhe Tribe in one fell swoop!"
After the masked man finished speaking, a cold light appeared in his eyes. After the strong man looked at him, he couldn't help but be stunned, nodded and left quickly.
At the same time, on the battlefield ahead, Mu Zhen and Ma Hui had already killed countless people from the Seven Evil Tribes. Their madness and their outstanding cultivation made these people from the Seven Evil Tribes show fear.
Until the next day, three figures suddenly appeared in the sky. The moment the three people appeared, holding spears in their hands, pointing to Mu Zhen and Ma Hui. With this pointing out, Ma Hui and Mu Zhen's bodies suddenly felt a strong resistance, which made their bodies retreat together, and their eyes showed madness.
Under this madness, although their strength is in the early stage of the Soul Mystery Realm, they can clearly feel that the strength of the three opponents is above the early stage of the Soul Mystery Realm.
Ma Hui and Mu Zhen retreated, and once again pulled the morale of the Seven Evil Tribe to a high point. This high point made them start a fight again with the sound of fighting, madly facing the people of the Yunhe Tribe.
At this moment, the elders of Yunhe tribe, Na Erhun and Jinghong also appeared one after another. Their extraordinary cultivation level once again brought the entire battle to a peak.
At the same time, with their appearance, a large number of people from other tribes emerged at this moment. They were wearing black clothes and skull patterns on the black clothes. They looked ferocious, and they raised the steel fork in their hands, and started a fight towards the people of the Yunhe tribe with madness and bloodthirst.
Seeing this scene, the entire Yunhe tribe's warriors were all in one go, their eyes flashed with horror, and turned into a more bloodthirsty madness.
"kill!"
As the sound rang out, the people of the Yunhe tribe seemed to have forgotten the fear brought by death. At this moment, in the sound of fighting, they were madly murderous intent towards the people of these tribes.
In an instant, the sound of fighting spread, the force trembled into the void, blood flowed into a river, and countless groans of pain continued to come out.
"I didn't expect that this Seven Evil Tribe could join forces with people from other tribes to fight against my Yunhe Tribe!"
In the air, Erhun's expression was extremely complicated. He pondered. He suddenly stepped forward and pulled the bowstring in his hand. With the buzzing sound of the bowstring, a powerful arrow suddenly roared out and approached the other party in an instant, causing the other party to have twenty cultivators, and their bodies burst and blood splattered.
In this beacon and dust, where the Seven Evil Tribe is located, on this blood-flowing battlefield, the masked man did not take action at this moment, but stood in the beacon, as if he was not noticed, observing the progress of the war.
Next to him was an old man in black. The old man's clothes were skull patterns, his expression was extremely ferocious, his body was a little hunched, but he was holding a steel fork in his hand. Cold light oozed out of the steel fork, which was powerful and powerful, showing that this person's cultivation was outstanding. This person was the patriarch of the Black Wind Tribe.
On the other side was a middle-aged man in armor, holding a mace in his hand. The man looked indifferent, as if he was despising everything. He looked at everything that happened on the battlefield, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, saying, "The warriors of the Yunhe Tribe are brave and good at fighting, but doing so is just a fearless struggle."
"In this war, I saw two cultivators in the middle stage of the Soul Mystery Realm. Although the Yunhe tribe is not a large tribe, these two cultivators in the middle stage of the Soul Mystery Realm are enough to prove that they can stand in this Red Flame Peak for so long. Moreover, judging from their appearance, they should not be the patriarch of the Yunhe tribe." The man wearing a mask said.
Hearing this, the indifferent expression of the man in the armor changed a little. He frowned slightly, as if recalling something, and said, "I have met the leader of the Yunhe Tribe, but it was just a matter of one meeting and I didn't talk to him. I clearly remember that the leader of the Yunhe Tribe is a white-haired old man."
The man in the black robe smiled slightly, and the smile showed sinisterness and despicability. He looked at the man wearing a mask, with flattery in his eyes, and said, "The two mid-stage Soul Xuan Realm, killing him in front of the leader of the Seven Evils, just a flash of fingers."
Hearing this, the man wearing a mask turned around slightly, looked into the distance with his hands behind his back, and said in a deep voice: "I will not take action yet. My strength is to preserve the battle with their patriarchs. With your cultivation level, how sure are you to defeat those two people in the middle stage of the Soul Mysterious Realm."
The appearance of the Summer and Jing Hong made the Seven Evil Tribe, the Black Wind Tribe, and even the Lingyun Tribe die in large numbers. In the face of death, they touched the hearts of the people of these tribes, making them look terrified in their eyes and are quickly retreating.
"My strength and the leader of Lingyun are also in the middle stage of the Soul Mystery Realm. Although there are differences in magic, you have nine people in the early stage of the Soul Mystery Realm in the Seven Evil Tribe, you are 100% sure to defeat these people!"
The man in black robe smiled slightly, and his eyes were full of pride. After the words came down, he heard the man wearing a mask say, "Okay, you two will go and kill these two monks. I don't want to see a large number of casualties in our tribe."
As his words fell, the old man in black robe responded together with the man in armor, and his body turned into a long rainbow, galloping towards the place where Erhun and Jinghong were.
At the same time, as the two men left, the figure of the man wearing a mask flashed and jumped into the sky, his eyes turned to the place of the Yunhe Tribe. When his eyes were on, he immediately saw the place of the Yunhe Tribe. Suddenly, a light curtain emerged. The light curtain was like a transparent object, and it was like a huge crystal ball, completely covering the Yunhe Tribe. There were red halos like flowing, appearing and disappearing!
The appearance of this light curtain made the masked man frown, and then a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Because he knew clearly that the appearance of this light curtain meant that the Yunhe tribe had begun to lay the last line of defense. If the light curtain was not wrong, it was the patriarch of the Yunhe tribe who used his soul power to defend against the upcoming destruction...
Chapter completed!