The little Nascent Soul seemed to feel a gust of wind blowing on his face!
"No, the shield formed by my Thunder Abyss Pearl can block everything, why is there still wind blowing in?"
The next moment, a black mist appeared in front of him accompanied by the breeze. A slightly skinny hand stretched out from the mist and grabbed it hard with the power of thunder!
His expression changed and he held the thunder bead again. Thunder and lightning suddenly shot out from the thunder bead, and dozens of lightning bolts shot out to meet the withered hand.
The lightning struck the hand like rain falling on a pond, causing only a few ripples of green light, but the hand didn't even stop to hold it in the palm of its hand!
"Ah!" A shrill scream sounded!
The Nascent Soul's face was distorted, and its eyes were filled with despair as it struggled desperately. Unfortunately, the powerful power coming from its hands made it difficult for it to move at all.
Suddenly Nascent Soul suddenly shouted: "Don't kill me! I say! I say! It's the tribe's leader Fuguang who wants me to kill you!"
"He promised me that as long as I kill you, he will guarantee me a training position under the dragon wall!"
"Don't kill me!"
But the next moment the withered hand didn't stop at all. With a gentle squeeze, the Nascent Soul disappeared into thin air in an instant!
When he opened his palm again, there was only one golden thunder bead left!
After finishing everything, the withered hands retreated into the fog like lightning, and in an instant the thick fog turned into the breeze and disappeared!
"Pah! Pah!" Two crisp sounds!
At this time, the two gold bricks hovering in the sky fell straight down!
"ah!"
"this...."
Waves of exclamation resounded in the hall!
From the moment he took action to the moment the demon king's eyes took shape, from the old man abandoning his body and running for his life to the real man taking a bow and shooting arrows, to the final sudden claw in the black mist, it's a long story, but it only lasts a few breaths!
A great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage died on the spot without even the Nascent Soul escaping, and he ended up in a state of disarray!
Such an astonishing method immediately made everyone on the field frightened and couldn't believe it!
The old man in yellow shirt was the leader of the team when they broke the formation earlier, and his magical powers were obvious to all, but at this time, he could only last three or five rounds with the cooperation of several people!
What frightened everyone during this battle was actually the magical power of the Fox Demon King's eyes and the strange ring that appeared on the ground at the end. If she hadn't stabilized the old man's figure, it would have been very difficult to hurt him with good timing.
But what frightened everyone the most was the hand stretched out from the black mist at the end!
When that hand appeared, a terrifying coercion descended on the field, making everyone feel suffocated!
"I wonder what that is!"
"Is it a monk in the realm of gods or a treasure obtained from the ninth hall?"
Everyone speculated, but no matter what it was, they could no longer muster the courage to take action.
Seeing the misfortune, senior took action to crush Yuanying into pieces and collected the magic weapon. Liangchen and the others felt at ease.
Although the realm of the three of them was slightly higher than that of the old man, their combat experience was still a little behind, and they almost fell short and allowed him to escape.
Those two gold bricks were pretty good magic weapons, but it was obvious that Senior Ku didn't take a fancy to them. Liangchen stepped forward and put away the two gold bricks.
"Chief of the Fuguang Clan! It is indeed you!"
"Is it your own intention to kill me, or is it the collective idea of the tribe?"
Liangchen glanced at the people in the tribe and thought in his heart.
Now, even if the three of them have help from Senior Ku, they don't dare to easily fight against more than a dozen people from the tribe.
After all, the realm of these people has not yet been consolidated. If they really take action, injuries in the melee will definitely be the result of a decline in realm, which is not worth it!
Moreover, there are elite warriors from several tribes outside the formation. If they all turn against each other, they may have to fight their way out to escape. This is certainly not a result that a few people want to see.
The reason why he dared to kill the old man in yellow shirt was, firstly, because he was alone, secondly, because he was letting out a bad breath, and thirdly, he wanted to knock on the mountain to shock the tiger, so that no more unsighted people would come to block the way.
Just after Liangchen and the others killed the old man, Chief Yanyang's face lit up as if he had remembered something. He looked at Chief Tuntian next to him, and his eyes conveyed that he didn't know what to say.
Liangchen thought about it and decided to give up the idea of revenge for the time being. Going out to consolidate his realm was the first priority. He was about to leave this place when suddenly a voice sounded in his ears!
"Brother Ye, not only does the Fuguang Clan leader want to kill you here, he also wants to kill the Molong Clan leader!"
Liangchen's expression changed when he heard the sound. This familiar voice actually came from Chi Lin.
"The previous move was just his intention and had nothing to do with the other clans. He said that the Black Dragon clan had killed several Fuguang elders, so the clan leader and the Holy Son must die, otherwise he threatened to disband the alliance! We were under pressure and could not stop it , there is no other way." Chilin continued to transmit the message.
When Liangchen heard this, there was a trace of thought on his face, and his eyes fell on Chilin's face. He saw him nodding slightly, and then looked at the Yanyang clan leader next to him. He saw the Yanyang clan leader's eyes were kind and he nodded gently, and several clansmen next to him The patriarchs all have such ambiguous looks, as if they are sending the same signal!
Seeing such a scene, he hesitated again!
"If it is true as he said, it can be regarded as an opportunity. After all, the leader of the Fuguang clan was unkind."
"Besides, if you go out, you will leave this place. I'm afraid I won't have a chance to come back in the future, so I'm not afraid of the Fuguang Clan's revenge, but the Molong Clan is in more danger. After all, the Holy Palace's Mechanism Formation Bead was also damaged in the spiritual pool. Is there anything that can protect the Molong clan in the future!?"
Liangchen was thinking about it when a voice sounded in his ears again.
"Young friend Ye, as long as you kill the Fuguang clan leader, my troops can not only ensure the safety of the Molong clan, but also ensure that the Fuguang clan is driven away from the desert!" The person transmitting the message this time was actually the Yanyang clan leader. Liangchen was hesitant and gave him reassurance.
Liangchen heard the news and no longer struggled. Even if he was used as a gunman, this result was the most perfect ending!
Thinking of this, he suddenly stared at the leader of the Fuguang clan in the crowd.
"Since the leader of the Fuguang clan wants to kill me so much, why doesn't he do it himself?"
As soon as this sound rang out, everyone on the field was suddenly shocked again!
"This man killed the old man in yellow shirt, and yet he dared to show his power to the tribe!"
"Even if you have an eighth-level demon king, but there are more than a dozen people in the tribe, if they fight, it will definitely end in a lose-lose situation for both parties!
Maybe we can still fish in troubled waters! "
When the foreigner saw the opportunity, he actually dared to take revenge, and he suddenly became interested again.
Zhenren and Bing Daiyue were also stunned when they saw him say this, but they were just stunned for a moment before they put on a fighting posture!
For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the gloomy-looking Fuguang Patriarch among the tribe's crowd.
But the leader of the Tuntian Clan next to him was stunned.
"Is there any misunderstanding? Our clans have already signed the Eight Clans Covenant. How could the Fuguang clan leader find someone to kill you!"
"Yeah yeah!"
"It must be that person who is spitting blood!"
Many clan leaders agreed, but everyone stepped back, leaving the Fu Guang clan leader alone at the front. At the same time, the light curtain protecting everyone quietly dispersed at some point!
Seeing this, Patriarch Fuguang's expression finally changed!
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
"As expected, he is just a wallflower, he will fall down when the wind blows!"
"Now that we have broken up, I will no longer hide it. The Molong Fuguang clan has a sworn feud, and I am going to take your life!"
"Little thief! Take your life!"
He shouted loudly and rushed towards Liangchen. As soon as he moved, he suddenly turned and grabbed the Holy Grail under the dragon wall!
"you dare!"
"not good!"
"court death!"
Several roars sounded at the same time!
Several gusts of strong wind instantly hit the leader of the Fuguang clan!
But everyone was already gathered around the Holy Grail, and the Fuguang Patriarch was closer. When everyone found out, he had already held the Holy Grail in his hand!
At the same time, a layer of silvery armor instantly appeared on his body.
"Bang!"
"Snapped!"
Several explosions!
After receiving many attacks, the Fuguang clan leader opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, then rolled on the spot and appeared a few feet away!
He held the Holy Grail in his hand and looked at the people in the tribe, his eyes full of sternness.
"The clan leaders are indeed very scheming. It turns out that this trip to the secret realm is actually for me!"
"Do you want the Holy Grail now, or do you want me dead?"
