The sunset was fading, the night sky was filled with darkness, and the entire Mingjing Lakeside was so quiet that there was no movement at all.
Not far away, countless barbarian figures were approaching Mingjing. The leader was none other than the chief Wei of the Mengzhang tribe. Standing next to him was the new chief of the Fuyu tribe, You.
Someone from the front came to report: "There is not even a single person on the shore of Mingjing Lake."
"Um?"
Wei Yi frowned and asked beside him, "Could it be that the news leaked and allowed them to escape in advance?"
Wei said: "Hurry over immediately!"
The warriors of the two tribes quickly surrounded Mingjing Lake from three sides. Wei and You took the elders to the lakeside to check. They saw that the place was empty and there was no trace at all.
An elder laughed and said, "They must be too frightened to confront us."
While they were talking, some barbarians came to report: "We found their footprints in the south!"
Everyone immediately went to check, and sure enough they saw a lot of footprints in the moist and soft soil, which seemed to be left by Ye Ling and the others when they left.
Immediately after, someone from the front came to report: "There are traces of someone walking in the woods ahead."
Youdao: "It seems that they left in this direction. They went south, probably hoping to join the Juchen tribe and the Siwu tribe."
"The people from the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect have already gone to deal with those two tribes. Even if they go over, they are just seeking their own death. Pass my order and chase them immediately. You must catch up with them before they collide with the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect!"
"yes!"
The warriors of the Mengzhang and Fuyu tribes immediately rallied and chased in the direction of the footprints.
In this direction, only Yong and Lu were riding leopards and marking the way. Lu said: "This strategy is really good. The two of us can lead this large group of people."
Yong said: "I hope Elder Ye and the others can also go well, and everyone can come back alive!"...
Traveling in the vast mountains and fields was already very difficult, and it was also the rainy season in the southern region. The heavy rain in recent days made the migration of the barbarians of the Juchen tribe even slower.
Wu, the chief of the Juchen tribe, stood on the hill and looked at the stumbling tribesmen with complicated emotions. Many old people and children had lost their lives due to migration in the past few days. He was a little confused about whether it was right or wrong to do so.
Only Elder Shi persuaded him: "These are necessary sacrifices. Even if those old people don't go through this disaster, they won't live much longer. For the freedom of my tribe, their death is worth it."
Wu said nothing, but his eyes became more determined. Perhaps as the leader of the clan, it was wrong for him to think about such a problem.
The barbarian team cannot stop for a moment, because the plan to move forward is already established and can never be overturned. Even though the tribesmen are unwilling to do so, they do not have the power to change.
The heavy rain from the sky kept falling, as if it was going to submerge the entire mountain forest.
Suddenly, streaks of sword energy shot through the air and landed in the middle of the barbarian team. Countless people died as a result. Broken arms and limbs were scattered, and blood flowed in all directions under the influence of rain.
"Enemy attack!"
Wu Da shouted and jumped into the air. The ten Immortal Realm elders behind him also climbed into the air. Following closely, he saw four elders from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect appearing. It was Zeng Buren, Sun Shiyong, You Jueyi, Wei Wenzhong.
Behind the four people, there were millions of disciples of the Sword God Sect, each holding a Dao sword. Their sharp energy gathered in one place, as if the heaven and earth were about to be cut open by them.
Sun Shiyong sneered: "Chief Wu, you're fine!"
Wu said coldly: "Don't bully others too much from your Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect!"
"Hmph! Chief Wu, we have given you a chance. Unfortunately, you only want to die. We can't do anything about it. If the Juchen tribe continues to be under your leadership, I'm afraid it will be inappropriate. We will help you find a successor. , lead the Juchen tribe to move forward, you and the old guys behind you, just go with peace of mind!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Shiyong drew his sword out of its sheath, and a sharp edge broke through the void, slashing straight at Wu!
Wu shouted, a big sword appeared in his hand, and he thrust it towards the sword energy.
For a moment, the void shook, and Wu spurted out a mouthful of blood, flew backwards, and was caught by the elders behind him.
Sun Shiyong snorted coldly: "You overestimate your capabilities!"
As he spoke, Zeng Buren said in a loud voice: "Everyone in the Juchen tribe has listened. We, the Wanjian Shenzong, have been working hard on the merger of the eight tribes, but your chief is stubborn. Today we will only kill the first culprit and have nothing to do with you. But if you dare to collude with him, you will be killed without mercy!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the disciples of the Wanjian Shen Sect immediately surrounded them from all sides, and the warriors of the Juchen tribe also rose into the sky to confront them tit for tat. The ordinary barbarians who were only on the ground were frightened and at a loss when they saw the compatriots who had just died.
Wu stood up again, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "Swordsman Divine Sect, you can't even think of succeeding!"
But Elder Xun behind him suddenly said: "Clan Chief, now we have failed and cannot compete with the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect. In my opinion, it is better to agree to them and save the clan."
"Yes, clan leader, the merger of the eight clans is beneficial to our clan, why do we have to oppose it?"
"Now I'm afraid I have to agree to go all the way."
Six of the ten elders had wavered and agreed with Sun Shiyong's words. Wu couldn't help but feel chilled and said: "You...well, I will die for Juchen now, and I will die without regrets. No matter you are alive, the future of the clan will depend on the elders." Already."
After saying that, Wu raised his sword and rushed towards Sun Shiyong. Immortal Realm Daoyun moved with him, and the sword fell, leaving a mark in the void.
Sun Shiyong swung his long sword, and the sword energy soared into the sky, followed by two sword energy criss-crossing, coming towards Wu Zhan.
The two phases collided, causing space and time to oscillate, and the aftermath made the sky clear.
Immediately afterwards, Sun Shiyong suddenly took a step forward, and the Dao sword fell towards Wu Ci. This sword traveled through time and space, as if it arrived in an instant.
Wu was startled and hurriedly blocked it with the big sword in his hand. Unexpectedly, the sword's sharp edge was so powerful that it shattered the big sword. Wu's blood spurted out, followed closely by his side. The sword energy cut off one of his arms, and the blood flowed like Note!
Screams resounded throughout the sky, and everyone in the Juchen tribe saw Wu covering their shoulders and screaming. For a moment, they lost all fighting spirit.
Sun Shiyong came closer and laughed loudly: "Clan Chief Wu, people must be self-aware. Without that diamond, they will not take the porcelain job. Go on your way with peace of mind!"
When the sword fell, a sudden burst of power from the distance came through the air, followed by the void shattering, knocking back Sun Shiyong who was caught off guard.
"who?"
Sun Shiyong frowned, and saw Ren Qiang's transformed giant ape falling from the sky and punching him. As this boxing rhythm circulated, countless cracks were shaken out in the surrounding void.
Sun Shiyong slashed down with his sword, and the Dao sword hit his fist, but was instantly knocked away. Sun Shiyong was shocked. Fortunately, Zeng Buren and You Jueyi caught up with him and used both swords to force Ren Qiang back.
Immediately afterwards, Ning Changge and the elders of the Houzhao tribe appeared not far away. Ning Chang's singer held the clay pot high, and the elders behind him all urged their Taoist forces to join forces with Ning Changge. More than a dozen people The power of the immortal monks gathered together, and the clay pot emitted bursts of Taoist charm. An infinite suction force continued to rise, and the divine light at the mouth of the clay pot followed Sun Shiyong.
Sun Shiyong didn't know why, but suddenly he couldn't move, and a suction force led him to the clay pot.
"not good!"
Sun Shiyong shouted loudly, and Tao energy burst out around his body, but he could not resist the suction force. He hurriedly looked at Wei Wenzhong: "Help me!"
Wei Wenzhong's expression darkened, and he unsheathed his sword. A sharp edge suddenly rose up, followed by a sword slashing towards Ning Changge and others. The sharp edge broke through the void and arrived in an instant.
Unexpectedly, Ning Changge waved his hand, and the clay pot emitted a Taoist charm that directly blocked Wei Wenzhong's sharp sword energy.
Wei Wenzhong couldn't help but was stunned, and then he jumped closer and stabbed Ning Changge with the Taoist sword in his hand. Ning Changge saw it and raised a Taoist flag with his backhand. In an instant, a sea of flames filled the sky and trapped Wei Wenzhong. Wei Wenzhong struck out with his sword. Slashing down, the sword energy broke through the fire and headed straight towards Ning Changge.
Behind Ning Changge, the two elders immediately stepped forward to stop him. Unexpectedly, the Taoist weapon in their hands was shattered. They vomited blood and flew out, and were seriously injured.
Seeing that Sun Shiyong had been sucked into the mud
In front of the pot, Wei Wenzhong shouted loudly, and slashed out a shadow of sword power with the Dao sword in his hand, which directly broke through time and space. It shocked Ning Changge and others' minds. Several elders vomited blood and could not hold on.
Then the mud pot's Taoist rhyme was unstable, and a reaction force injured Sun Shiyong, and then the mud pot flew back to Ning Changsinger.
Wei Wenzhong hurriedly flew over to catch Sun Shiyong, but seeing that he was heartbroken and unable to recover for a while, he handed him over to the care of his disciples behind him.
Wei Wenzhong turned around and looked at Ning Changge, who was holding a clay pot: "What kind of Taoist weapon is this?"
Ning Changge chuckled and said, "It's just what I use to deal with you!"
"It turns out that the Mengzhang Tribe and the Fuyu Tribe couldn't hold you back and came here to ruin our Shen Sect's affairs!"
"You have a good plan, I have a wall ladder, stop talking nonsense, I want to see what you, old guy, can do!"...
The Siwu tribe was further away from Mingjing Lake, so Mingxiao went to the Siwu tribe first, interrupted the monks who picked them up, and then went to the Juchen tribe to pick them up.
Unexpectedly, Ming Xiao had just found the migrating Siwu tribe, and before setting off, the people from the Wanjian Shenzong had already arrived.
But it was frightening to see the Dao rhyme spread across the sky, and the celestial phenomena connecting the heaven and the earth.
The disciples of the Wanjian Shen Sect were walking in the air, with a large number of people and a rainbow-like momentum.
The leader of the sect, Lu Chen, and the deputy leader of the Holy Spirit Sect, Qiu Wan En, were as angry as the sea. For them, there could not be the slightest mistake this time.
Behind him are the other four elders, Wei Cunxiao, Du Wuxin, Luan Jiaohe and Ji Buping. The four people were scattered in all directions, and Du Wuxin said loudly: "The merger of the eight clans is beneficial and harmless. If you are stubborn, don't blame me, the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect, for trying to convince others with force!"
Rui, the leader of the Siwu tribe, and the six Immortal Realm elders ascended into the sky, and Ming Xiao followed them.
Lu Chen smiled and said: "Mingxiao, I didn't expect you to be here. Uncle Nan'an is fine, why don't you guard him?"
Ming Xiao said coldly: "Lu Chen, you are an ungrateful person. The third brother regards you as his own son, but you treat him like this. You are truly a heartless and unjust person. Even your biological father, Lu Lingxiao, has been discredited by your actions. Got it!".
Lu Chen snorted coldly when he heard this: "Since ancient times, the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. Justice always belongs to the winner. Just wait and see what kind of shame your failure will bring you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Chen struck out with a palm, and the Daoyun of the Celestial Realm condensed into a huge handprint, suppressing the people in front of him. Ming Xiao dodged, and Kerui and others had no time to dodge, so they could only rely on their own cultivation to resist!
When the palm fell, everyone vomited blood and was almost seriously injured. The gap between the immortal realm and the celestial realm is difficult to make up!
