Chapter 1376 Trapped Beast

Style: Historical Author: Scholar Who Walks the NightWords: 1303Update Time: 24/01/11 17:26:53
Snow, red blood.

"Poof!" A thin stream of scarlet blood spurted from the neck and sprinkled on the snow. Then, a woman from the Qingqiu Fox Clan stumbled into the pool of blood.

There were sounds of clashing swords, wails, shouts of killing, and the bombardment of spells all around.

Each and every Qingqiu Fox Clan member looked unwilling to die.

When they were about to die, the Qingqiu Fox Clan members wanted to deliver a message, but the wind and snow were unforgiving, and the messages they conveyed were all lost in the wind and snow.

This snow is the right time, and it also creates the right location.

The Tianlang Clan and Xiaohu Clan, who came to encircle and suppress the Qingqiu Fox Clan, stood on Tianshi's side.

As for the Qingqiu Fox Clan, they are caged beasts whose calls to heaven and earth are incompatible.

Under the wind and snow blockade, no one can escape!

As the Tianlang Clan and Xiaohu Clan approached, the Qingqiu Fox Clan gradually fled towards the ancestral hall, which was the only temporary safe place at present.

In the ancestral hall, Granny Tianlan, the elder of the Qingqiu Fox Clan, frowned, thinking about ways to break the situation.

The other clan elders were discussing, their faces full of anxiety.

Lin Xiaoke and Lin Lang stood beside Granny Tianlan, worried.

The Tianlang Clan and the Xiaohu Clan are obviously well prepared. Now in the Qingqiu Fox Clan, the Qilin Demon Lord has not returned from the Fairy East Region. The strongest person in the clan is none other than Granny Tianlan, the Eighth Level Master. The monk of tribulation.

The cultivation levels of other clan members are uneven. Among the clan elders, there are only four strong ones who have reached the upper three tribulations of seven tribulations. The other clan members, especially the younger generation, have the strongest cultivation level but only the three or four tribulations of the venerable ones.

The invading Sirius and Screaming Tiger clans were led by Lao Guzang of the Sirius clan and the peerless genius cat of the Screaming Tiger clan.

Of these two people, one is the Seven Tribulations Master who can fight the Eight Tribulations, and the other is a genuine Eight Tribulations strongman.

Not to mention there are more than a dozen Seven Tribulations Venerables following behind.

The Qingqiu Fox Clan could not resist at all.

Even if Grandma Tianlan has eight calamities of cultivation, how can she defeat the Screaming Tiger Clan cats who are at their peak?

After a long battle, Granny Tianlan would most likely be defeated.

There is no need to fight for a long time. As long as Mao Bubu holds Granny Tianlan back and other elites from the Sirius and Xiaohu tribes rush over, the Qingqiu Fox Clan will only end up being bloodbathed.

"The news still hasn't been conveyed." Granny Tianlan slowly stood up. Although her spirit was strong, the worries on her brows were piled together, making her face look gloomy.

"The clansmen outside the ancestral hall can't hold on much longer." A clan elder sighed:

"This time, the guys in charge are Mao BuTong and Gu Zang, and there are many monks from the Three Tribulations following them. It seems they are determined to capture us..."

"Why did they suddenly attack us? With this blatant act of provoking a fight, aren't they afraid that other demon clans will get the news and attack the two groups?" Some clan members were puzzled.

"So they blocked the four sides and the news couldn't be transmitted." Lin Xiaoke's flawless and beautiful cheeks were as cold as ice. She was dressed in black clothes and fluttered like an iceberg beauty. She said coldly:

"And it's not sudden. I have already reported that when we were in the Daolian Secret Realm, the Heavenly Wolf Clan, the Howling Tiger Clan, and the Vine Snake Clan once attacked us!

They have long coveted our Qingqiu Fox Clan. "

"There must be a reason for coveting our Qingqiu Fox Clan. Things are not simple."

"This weird snow seems to be helping them."

"..."

The anxious discussion in the ancestral hall became more and more noisy. Everyone was trapped here, with no way to escape, and they were a little tired physically and mentally.

"Boom!"

There was a loud sound outside the ancestral hall, like a god beating a drum, and the sound of the drum swept away the surroundings.

"Boom!"

There was another thud.

"Mother-in-law." A tribesman rushed into the ancestral hall, covered in blood and stumbling:

"We can't stop them, they're all dead, they're all dead..."

The discussion was suddenly cut off, and there was silence in the ancestral hall, followed by sighs.

"How about we surrender..."

“Preserving the fire is the most important thing.”

"We can't surrender. There is no way they will leave anyone alive when they arrive in such a battle." Granny Tianlang walked towards the altar table, holding a wooden box with her old hands:

"Even if he survives, he is still an abused animal, not a living person."