A few months later, in the hall below the canyon waterfall, there were dozens of chairs sitting on the patriarchs of various tribes of the Beast.

These people are the patriarchs of various tribes of the Beast clan, representing the top leaders of the entire Beast clan.

A man in purple looked at Qinglin and asked, "Captain Qinglin, you have not waited for the major tribes to gather and ask the Fox King to come out without authorization. How should you explain this matter?"

Qinglin glanced at the other party and said with a cold face: "What explanation do you need me to give? What would you do if the Immortal King suddenly led the Zerg army into your Yexiao tribe territory?"

Xiong Wu looked at the man in purple and said dissatisfiedly: "Don't blame the leader of Qinglin. The fox king was invited by Lord Qinghu."

Another woman in white said, "Don't have these verbal disputes, the insect king will definitely not just let it go. Next, let's discuss how to fight back."

This woman in white is similar to a human race, but she exudes a charming aura on her body.

A man who was like a wild boar said, "The Meizu patriarch is right, let's talk about something useful. The Qinglin patriarch, I heard that this time it can defeat the insect king, has a lot to do with the help of a human cultivator. I wonder if this is the case?"

Although this wild boar man is ugly, the people present have the highest cultivation level.

Hearing this, everyone looked at Qinglin.

Qinglin hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes, this person saved my daughter, Ivan and the Neck Clan before, and escorted them back to the Dark Canyon, so I let him stay in the canyon for the time being."

The man in purple sneered and said, "Is the leader of Qinglin so confused that he dares to accept the human cultivators?"

Qinglin said coldly: "I have asked someone to strictly monitor this human cultivator. He just wants to exchange for the wilderness map. After I have sorted it out, I will let him leave immediately."

The wild boar man asked in confusion: "Can a cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Immortal join forces with the Fox King to fight back the Insect King?"

The man in purple said, "The Qinglin Clan leader never thought that when he came to the dark canyon, the Insect King came over. Is this a coincidence? Maybe he is the spy arranged by the Insect King to cooperate with the acting, and just wait for us to gather and catch us all in one place."

The man in purple has little basis for his words, but it is a heart-wrenching word.

Sure enough, when the patriarchs of most tribes changed their faces when they heard this, they looked at Qinglin one after another.

Qinglin's face remained unchanged and asked, "This person is not an ordinary middle-stage Golden Immortal Cultivator. He also has a spiritual pet with the aura of wild true spirits. He seems to have a variety of true spirit bloodlines on his body. Do you think that according to the character of the insect king, he will cooperate with a person with the true spirit bloodline of the beast clan?"

The man in purple said in surprise: "What, he has the true spirit bloodline?"

Qinglin said: "If this is not the case, how could I let him enter the Dark Canyon?"

The Meizu patriarch looked at the wild boar man and asked, "What do you think?"

The wild boar man said, "Since he has the true spirit bloodline on his body, it is impossible to be a spy of the Zerg. But this person is a human race after all, so he can't believe it. If he can use it in the future, use it. If it doesn't work, let him leave early."

"After all, he is a middle-stage Golden Immortal Cultivator, and his combat power is good. It is better not to get evil at this moment." The woman in white agreed.

"Since both of you tribes said that, I have no objection." The man in purple shrugged and said nothing.

"Since that's the case, then..."

"Slow down..."

Before Qinglin could finish his words, he was interrupted by an old voice.

When everyone heard the sound, they hurriedly looked at the position opposite the wild boar man.

I saw an old alien with white hair and wrinkles slowly leaning forward and sitting up from a big chair.

At first glance, his appearance looks exactly the same as the human race. When you look closely, you can see that the human race has a circle of fists-sized lion heads, with eight or nine feet around it.

Before, while everyone was discussing, he had been leaning on the back of the chair, buried most of his body in the shadow of the bonfire, his eyes closed, and it seemed as if he had fallen asleep, and he didn't suddenly wake up until now.

"Senior, I wonder what you have to do?" Qinglin frowned slightly and asked.

This person is the previous generation leader of the Lion Clan, the lion king, with a very high generation. He had already passed the throne to his only son and went to concentrate on his cultivation. However, his only son was designed and killed by the human race in a conflict with the hunting cultivator.

He was furious and went out of seclusion, chasing the human cultivators for millions of miles in one breath, until the walls of the city wall at the north end of the deserted city, and then he killed the last human cultivator, and then returned to his clan with hundreds of heads of cultivators. He piled up a Rentou Mountain in front of his son's tombstone, and became the clan leader again.

"You all know that the Immortal King is that his body is still above the Fox King, and his recovery ability is even better than that. This time it suddenly came, not only was it not prepared for the canyon, but their Zergs were unable to mobilize all their strength. But after it recovered its strength and brought all the Zerg troops to kill him, the Fox King was afraid that his injuries would not be healed. How can we resist it?" The Lion King asked expressionlessly.

When everyone heard this, they either pondered silently or looked at each other, but no one could give an answer.

"Lion King leader, don't keep it a secret. If you have any solutions, just tell me."

A haggard old woman with snow-white hair, very big ears and nose facing the sky leaned forward and spoke.

Judging from her age, she is almost the same as the Lion King, and she is the leader of the Elephant Clan.

"Senior Lion King has a good recipe, please tell me bluntly." The wild boar man also spoke.

"Since the human race is carrying the bloodline of the true spirit, how can we maximize the use? I don't need to say anything, you all know..." The Lion King glanced at Qinglin and said slowly.

"You mean to refine it with the method of blood refining, refine the blood of the true spirit, and provide the king with the injury to recover." The man in purple lit up his eyes and said, "Hehe".

"This matter is absolutely impossible. Although he is a human race, he has kindness to our beast race. How can we do such an ungrateful thing?" Qinglin frowned and said immediately.

"Ungracefulness... Did the leader of Qinglin forget how his wife died? What kind of kindness to talk to the human race? Are you crazy?" The man in purple looked solemn and scolded.

"The life and death of a clan is more important than the life and death of a person. I believe the leader of Qinglin will not know what to do, right?" The wild boar man turned to look at him and asked indifferently.

"The Fox King will not agree to the insect king who he once fought side by side with the Fox King." Seeing this, Qinglin sighed lightly in his heart and said without any objection.

"I wasn't really sleeping just now. I've already communicated with the Fox King. He agreed to do this." The Lion King smiled and said.

Qinglin was silent for a while after hearing this, sighed, "Since that's the case, I have no worries..."

"Okay, then let's discuss how to surround and kill this person..."

Just as the heads of the Beast tribes were arguing in the sky, Yang Feng was sitting cross-legged on the stone bed in the inner room, his eyes closed, and green light flowed around his body, as if he was entering a state of meditation and practice.

At this time, the Ghost Vine King and Pi Xiu were not protected in front of him, and I wonder if they were taken away by him.

He was still unaware of a conspiracy and disaster that was brewing among the various tribes of the Orcs, and was determined to prepare for the upcoming enemy.

The situation in front of him is even more difficult than being chased by the entire Heavenly Court. It can even be said that it is the biggest crisis he faces after coming to this fairy world.

Before this, although he killed an Immortal Envoy of the Heavenly Court by chance, what he had to face now was an insect king with a cultivation level far exceeding his own level. The palace book was not enough for him to see.

Although his chances of winning are slim, he naturally will not give up. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will try his best to find a way out of this glimmer of hope.

Just like that, time passed by little by little.

I don’t know how long it took, Yang Feng’s eyes moved and he opened his eyes, and the green light flowing on his body was also restrained.

He looked at the outdoor room with a blank expression, and then slowly closed his eyes.

At the same time, in the middle of the canyon, in the valley near this cliff, a figure galloped through the sky, turned into a blue light and flashed, and hurriedly hovered in the void.

A gentle man wearing a white robe and long light blue hair tied behind him showed his figure, which was Qinglin.

He stretched out his hand, blocked him, and said to the void ahead: "Go back with me."

In the void, a slender jade hand opened the cape hood covered on his head, and a gray light flashed on his body, and his figure emerged out of thin air. It was Ivan.

"Father, how can we..."

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Qinglin.

"This is the result of joint negotiation between the various divisions of the Beast tribes. It is not my wish..." Qinglin shook his head and said slowly.

"But this is wrong! Father, you have always called the human race a cunning, cunning, traitor, but what is the difference between our current behavior and theirs?" Ivan asked with a frown.

"This is the will of the Fox King, so what can I do for my father..." Qinglin sighed and said.

When Ivan heard this, his face changed again, and he showed a look of disappointment. He stopped talking and turned around and looked at the cliff from afar.

At this time, around the cliff, almost all the You tribe people within a radius of hundreds of miles had withdrawn. Thousands of the most elite soldiers of the eight major Beast tribes surrounded the place under the leadership of dozens of high priests of various Beast tribes.

The eight tribe leaders except Qinglin were all floating above the cliff at this moment, looking at the cave with a solemn expression.

The lion king waved his palm, and a small dark yellow animal skin flag appeared in his palm, and waved it at the dozens of high priests.
Chapter completed!