As the spell was activated, a large amount of thick fog instantly surged around.
When the thick fog cleared... nothing happened. Hua Jiunan and others kept their original postures, standing there awkwardly.
Facts have proved that there is no need to question Chang Baye's loyalty.
He was worried that Hua Jiunan would be too embarrassed, so he hurriedly spoke.
"Little, little sir, if it doesn't work, try it again. This position is not tiring at all."
“You won’t feel tired even if you stand for a long time!”
"Besides, the heavy fog just now was quite fun..."
...
In fact, it is not that the secret technique has failed when it returns, but that it has been transferred to another person.
Just when the deaf mother-in-law had tears in her eyes, a person suddenly appeared in front of him.
Although he was wearing golden imperial clothes, the old man could still recognize him immediately.
"Xiaojiu, you are finally back...wait, you are not my Xiaojiu, who are you?!"
That's right, what appeared in front of the old man was the first incarnation of Hua Jiu Nan, the mysteriously resurrected being.
The "first life" obviously didn't understand why he suddenly appeared here. He didn't speak and just looked around slowly.
Upon seeing this, the Kuteng tribe members immediately stood up in formation, or to be precise, they slowly retreated to protect the deaf mother-in-law.
However, facing people who are exactly the same as Hua Jiunan, how could the old man leave so easily before he figured it out.
"Who are you? Where is my Xiaojiu?!"
The first life seemed to be "awakened" by the deaf mother-in-law's words, with a look of impatience on his face.
Then he gently raised his hand and touched the old man's eyebrows.
This is exactly the starting point of Emperor Tingmeng's unique secret technique - "Elimination".
However, just as "The First Life" was about to kill, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, and then he froze on the spot thinking.
After a moment, he stepped out with a cold snort and disappeared into the Kuteng tribe...
On the other side, there is the east mountain behind the small courtyard.
The main force, the Wicked Cocoon, suddenly disappeared, making the situation even more difficult.
Although the champion Hou Huo Qubing and King Wu Daotian led their troops to block it desperately, they were still defeated by Wu Luo.
Especially the combination of Wu Luo and the ancient evil insect Nephew, its effect is far beyond what it can achieve alone.
"Hehehe, that barbarian escaped, you just wait to die!"
At this critical moment, the ground suddenly began to shake, and then a killing cry came from behind Wu Luo.
"No one from our Kuteng tribe will abandon his comrades, let alone the second warrior!"
What came was a group of primitive people who were running wildly. Because they were not as fast as Wicked Cocoon, the Kuteng people were "late to arrive"!
Seeing this, the clan elder sighed and felt happy, and walked out from the protection of the Sirius cavalry and the beggar army.
At the same time, he said to the champion Hou Huo Qubing.
"General, the enemy is too powerful to defeat us."
"I will take the clan members to break up the rear in a moment, and you can protect the nobles and leave first."
Before Huo Qubing and Ran Min could object, the clan elder resolutely joined his clansmen and chanted loudly.
"Great Mother Earth, please have mercy on your children and give them blessings!"
"O great wind spirit, please give your lightness to these brave warriors!"
"Great ancestor, your descendants are fighting evil, please show your courage!"
Three consecutive shaman blessings were all the clan elder could do.
The Kuteng primitives who received the blessing suddenly became more brave, and they all rushed towards Wu Luo with red eyes.
Wu Luo sneered when he saw this.
"He's actually a heaven-level shaman... he's doing his own thing in front of me. Don't you know the origin of the saying 'a small witch can see a big witch'?"
After speaking, he just waved his hand gently and said two words: "disperse."
In an instant, the blessing technique that the clan elder used all his strength to cast disappeared into thin air.
Under the backlash, the clan elder spewed out a large mouthful of blood.
Wu Luo was unyielding when he gained the upper hand. He put one hand on the head of the ancient evil insect Nephew and spoke with a ferocious smile.
"Kill!"
The already extremely ferocious Nephew suddenly became even more violent and rushed towards the Kuteng tribesmen with a sharp scream.
Even though the situation was so dangerous, these primitive people did not flinch at all. Instead, they roared in unison and took the initiative to meet him!
"Everything is for the tribe!"
However, courage cannot fill the "gap" of the gap in strength:
In just one encounter, more than a dozen Kuteng men were "severed in two" by the monster's claws.
The giants were strong, because they were afraid of affecting their own morale, so even though they suffered such pain, they still held back their screams, but the steaming blood could not be concealed.
It was as if bursts of red mist were spreading.
You must know that although the Kuteng tribe sent half of its adult men this time, it was only more than a hundred people.
Nephew Li's attack cost them one tenth!
Although the clan elders have long been prepared for the annihilation of the entire army, who can remain indifferent to the death of their own family members!
Overwhelmed with sadness, he looked up to the sky again and spat out a mouthful of blood.
“God forbid my bitter vine!!”
