The clan leader, Teng Yuan, looked slightly ugly.
"In the battle at the border town of Xizhou, I have never heard that the Great Flame Dragon King also possesses demon spirits at the level of the Teng clan."
"Such a formation, coupled with the Great Flame Dragon King's own strength."
"The hunter team that dominates the wasteland is probably nothing more than this." Fujimoto couldn't help but take a deep breath.
The face of the old and powerful tribesman also became solemn. .bμν.
The atmosphere was extremely tense.
Ye Wentian's eyes were calm and he never paid much attention to the Tengmu tribe. His spiritual thoughts swept towards the center of the tribe.
"That tree." Ye Wentian murmured in his heart.
"Master, the silver spirit can feel the ancient tree transforming into a spirit. The aura fluctuations of that ancient tree are much stronger than the silver bell." The sound of the silver bell echoed in Ye Wentian's mind.
Ye Wentian's eyes flashed.
This trip was not in vain!
Now Ye Wentian's strength is in the late stage of spiritual refining.
If you want to improve, you can only use spiritual jade, and now whether it is Great Flame or foreign martial arts, the number of spiritual jade is worrying.
I remember that the Tengzu of the tribe not only had trees, but also demons and ferocious beasts. Eating them might increase their strength.
"Okay..." Ye Wen's eyes flashed scarlet, and the blood in his body boiled.
This scene.
Seeing Chief Teng Yuan and the other clan elders, their hearts trembled.
"hiss!"
"Are you going to take action?"
"When our clan is on the verge of survival, you must not hold anything back. Use all your strength to summon Teng Zu and suppress that kid." The old clan leader reacted quickly and immediately shouted loudly.
The tribesmen around were shocked.
They all came back to their senses, their aura exploded, and their eyes became much sharper.
There was so much weight in front of me that my eyes suddenly stopped.
"I go!"
"Seriously, am I afraid of you?" Wan Xuzhong seemed to be very powerful, but he took a step back, letting the demon spirit in front of him block his way.
He had experienced Tengzu's power a hundred years ago, and it was indeed extremely terrifying.
The scene was tense.
The air seems to be solidified.
"this……"
"Mr. Ye, the power of our entire clan can be used to sacrifice the power of Teng Zu's true body, which should not be underestimated." Feng Zhou's face became solemn at the same time, and he quickly reminded in a low voice.
He also didn't expect that the clan leader would be so decisive.
"It doesn't matter." Ye Wentian waved his hand. The blood in his body was still boiling, and he couldn't help but pursed his lips.
Since this tree has a spirit, I wonder if it can be eaten?
It definitely can't be baked.
same moment.
The Tengmu clan, the seal is formed.
Chief Fujimoto, with a strong aura around his body and a serious look on his face, took a step forward and took the seal.
"Please Teng Zu!" Teng Yuan shouted.
"Buzz!"
"..."
behind him.
A green light suddenly appeared, and the shadow of an ancient tree materialized and gradually came to life.
"Please Teng Zu."
"Please Tengzu..."
The tribe elders and other elites stepped forward one after another.
The breaths swept across and echoed each other.
In the center of the Tengmu Clan, the towering ancient tree, its thick trunk vibrated, its dense branches and leaves rustled, and a very ancient aura swept across the entire tribe.
"rustle."
"..."
There are countless green vines extending out from the ancient branches and leaves.
The number is immeasurable, stretching out, covering the sky, and has the potential to cover the sky and the sun, and soon approaches the front of the tribe.
The eyes of the Fujiki clan members suddenly burst into light, and the excitement on their faces could not be concealed.
"Follow me and pay homage to Tengzu!" The old patriarch Teng Yuan's face was full of piety, and he immediately stepped forward and bowed respectfully.
The tribesmen behind him all bent down to worship.
"Buzz!"
"rustle……"
The vines vibrated, as if responding.
The vines stretching all over the sky were aimed directly at Ye Wentian and the others in front of them, and Teng Zu's aura rose again.
The air seemed to be torn.
Unstoppable!
"This Tengzu is worthy of being one of the thirty-six tribes." Wan Xuzhong shuddered and felt great pressure.
Under this momentum, the demon spirits in front of him, including Chi Hu, all restrained their ferocity and their bodies retreated unconsciously.
"Roar!"
"..."
Only the silver bell in the front flashed with silver light, and let out a low roar. Its momentum continued unabated, and the fierce light in its pupils was exposed.
"As expected of a top-notch demon spirit." Wan Xu Zhong couldn't help but sigh with admiration in his eyes.
Everyone in Fujiki glanced at him at the same time.
Chief Teng Yuan's eyes flashed with confusion. Based on his strength, it was obvious that the opponent's Teng Zu looked fierce, but in fact his aura was obviously weaker than that of his own Teng Zu.
"Great Flame Dragon King, my clan has no quarrel with you."
"Hand over the traitor to our clan and leave the demon spirit beside you. I can let you leave, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences." Fujimoto took a step forward and shouted repeatedly.
If his Tengmu clan can have one more Tengzu, from now on, among the thirty-six clans in the wasteland, their status will only be lower than that of the eight chief clans.
As soon as these words came out.
The expressions on the faces of the Fujiki clansmen were constantly changing.
According to the clan rules, those who trespass on the clan's clan should be punished.
The clan leader spoke, but the clansmen around him did not dare to say anything. .qgν.
"If he is willing to keep that Teng Zu, Feng Zhou may be able to save his life." Qing Ru's dim eyes suddenly gained a little more brilliance.
He raised his head and glanced forward.
Everyone in the arena was all focused on Ye Wentian at this moment.
"What are the consequences?"
"I came here today just for the sake of your clan Teng Ancestor." Ye Wentian slowly raised his head and glanced up, his voice echoing around.
When he first entered Xizhou, he wanted to get Teng Zu to study it.
This time, I won't let it go.
There was a little silence in front of the tribe.
The faces of the Fujiki clan members turned gloomy, and the anger in their eyes could not be concealed.
"Too much!"
"It's okay to break into my clan without permission, but you still dare to take Teng Zu's idea?"
"Clan leader, we would like to petition for a battle..."
Ye Wentian's words undoubtedly aroused public outrage.
The elite warriors of the tribe couldn't help but stepped forward one after another, their aura swept across their bodies, and their sharp gazes locked.
"He...how dare he?"
"It's really over this time." Qingru smiled sadly, her eyes a little hollow.
Coveting Teng Zu is a taboo for every tribe in the polar wasteland.
The sin is unpardonable!
Chief Fujimoto frowned.
"Young man, do you know what you are talking about?" Fujimoto's face darkened, and his tone suddenly became more serious.
"Buzz!"
"rustle……"
In mid-air, vines squirmed, like a blue tsunami, covering the mid-air, trying to swallow up and sweep away everything.
Even the powerful soul refiners dare not touch the edge of that scornful force.
Ye Wentian's eyes were calm.
"Stop beeping."
"Let's fight." There was a fighting spirit in his eyes, and he was too lazy to talk nonsense.
Say it.
Take one step.
"call!"
"Howling..."
The majestic spiritual power swept across at the same time.
The momentum is not weak at all.
"Roar!"
"..." Yin Ling stepped forward with her front paws, causing cracks in the ground beneath her paws, and the vicious energy in her body surged again.
The momentum is so strong.
The members of the Tengmu clan, clan elders, and clan leader Teng Yuan could not stop trembling. In terms of physical strength alone, they were far inferior to Ye Wentian and Yin Ling.
