The second day.
Guiyuan Cave.
The beasts gradually arrived, but the demons clearly found that there were fewer caves than yesterday.
Although it was not obvious, those eye-catching people from the Wind Spirit tribe were still missing.
The crowd immediately started to whisper.
After waiting for another half an hour, there were still no traces of several clans. Some even noticed that several other clan leaders were missing, so the discussion gradually became louder.
Bursts of deep sound waves echoed in the cave, like undercurrents, weaving into whirlpools, making the atmosphere a bit depressing.
"Report, Commander-in-Chief!" A voice interrupted everyone's discussion. It was the Golden Winged Bee Guard who went to look for several tribes.
"Several chiefs of the Fengling Clan have left Baizhe Mountain. According to news from several fortresses, they have not returned to Fengyun Stream, but are flying towards the boundless sea."
"Ah! Do they really want to leave the wilderness?"
"You won't run away from the battlefield, right?"
"this..."
The discussion suddenly became louder.
During the quarrel, another bee shadow rushed into the hole.
"Report!"
"Clan Chief Yingyun and Clan Mingxiao have not been found either."
"Report!"
"The leader of the Jiaowei clan is also missing."
"..."
News one after another continued to come from the mouths of the bee guards, letting the monsters in the cave understand that these tribes had indeed escaped secretly.
"What should I do?"
"There aren't many of the Wind Spirit lineage. If we take away the three major clans, even all the remaining sacrifices won't be enough!"
"It's all the weakest veins of the Demon Lord."
"These old fairies are more cunning than the last."
"If it doesn't work, let's leave."
"..."
Voices came and went, some were angry, some were disappointed, and some were retreating. .
"Everyone, be quiet." The commander said with a gloomy face, "When life and death are at stake, it is normal for some cowardly people to escape from battle!"
As soon as these words came out, the place suddenly became quiet. The clan leaders who had been shouting to escape together suddenly turned red and stopped talking.
"The plan remains unchanged, and we will immediately start to help the Demon Lord attack the eighth level. The position originally occupied by the leader of the Colored Eagle Clan will be filled by the leader of the Zimeng Clan." The commander looked at a black bird with purple feathers and three-color feathers on his head and gave instructions. .
"As ordered." Purple-Ling Xuanniao nodded.
"Everyone, please come to the Guiyuan Wall."
"Ten Saint Mysterious Formations, all spirits unite, set up the formation."
"Please return to Yuanbi, Holy Master."
Following the order, ten clan leaders walked up one after another, some were birds or beasts, some were hot or cold, some were dazzling or dark, and they were divided into ten directions, surrounding the night.
The next moment, the commander spoke again.
"Ten light beads, nine earth beads, nine wind beads, eight wood beads..."
Following its command, the audience handed over crystal beads of various colors one after another.
The crystal beads exude strong soul power and streaks of hot spiritual light, and they are exactly the spiritual beads stored by hundreds of tribes.
These spirit beads are either demon elixirs with extremely strong soul power, or they are made from some top-quality treasures.
The commander waved one hand, and the spirit bead floated in front of Hei Ye: "Swallow the spirit bead."
When Heiye heard the sound, he opened his mouth without hesitation. With only a few breaths, he sucked in the dozens of colorful spirit beads in front of him and swallowed them directly.
At the same time, the ten clan leaders' bodies glowed with light, and the phantoms of mysterious birds, colorful phoenixes, flying lions, mountain tigers, and mythical beasts appeared behind them one by one like a painting screen.
The shadow slowly solidified, and finally looked like ten statues, staring angrily at the dark night in the center.
"The divine beast transformed into a spirit!" the commander said again.
The ten statues of mythical beasts suddenly moved together, or opened their mouths and blew out a blast of cold air, or pushed out a ray of green light from their palms, or shot out a ball of flame from their eyes. . .
I saw ten strange lights, like ribbons shooting from the ten directions of divine beasts into the dark night. I sat down on the Guiyuan Wall.
The light on the Guiyuan wall shines brightly, revealing pillars of light, illuminating the dark night like colored stones.
The next moment, the black night roared, and round spots of light appeared in various meridians in its body like pearls of light being lit up at night. .
Those spots of different colors swelled and shrank, slowly rolling along the meridians in Heiye's body, like small colorful fish, constantly shuttling back and forth.
As time goes by, the light spots become smaller and darker, but the breath of the night becomes stronger and stronger.
Lines of colorful and strange mist emitted from the Guiyuan wall, wrapping it up and making it difficult to see clearly.
This lasted about an hour.
The Guiyuan Wall gradually darkened, and Heiye's body also returned to darkness. At this time, its aura reached a terrifying level.
The shadows of the divine beasts behind the ten clan leaders were dim and difficult to distinguish, and the beams of light they spewed gradually lost their luster.
When the last beam of light dissipated, the ten clan leaders opened their eyes one after another and looked at the Holy Lord in the center with a hint of exhaustion.
At this moment, Hei Ye's body was completely hidden in the chaotic ten-color spiritual energy, sometimes looming, sometimes blurry.
Gradually, the beasts discovered that the figure of the Holy Lord in the mist seemed to melt and gradually became smaller, and finally condensed into a ball of light. The breath of the ball of light was crazy, like a firecracker that had been lit, and like a firework that had been shot into the sky. It will explode at any moment.
"Gudong!" A dull and low sound came from the light group, like breathing and roaring.
The sound was not loud, but it seemed to explode in the hearts of all the monsters. The hundreds of monsters on the scene looked frightened after hearing the first sound.
Fortunately, the rumbling became smaller and smaller, and finally it was almost unheard, and the field became quiet again.
The demons looked at each other with doubts on their faces.
"Commander, was it successful?" Chief Zimeng couldn't help but ask.
"With the help of a hundred spirit beads and the purest holy energy of the ten clan leaders, if you can't even cross this step, then there is no need to try the next road!" The leader stared at the light group and said calmly, as if he had a chance of winning. Appearance in hand.
In this way, Bai Yao stared at the light group and fell into silence again.
One stick of incense, two sticks of incense.
One hour, two hours.
The colorful smoke swirling around the light group is getting darker and darker, and the violent aura inside is getting weaker and weaker. .
Just when the demons thought they had failed, the light ball suddenly floated up and flew directly out of the hole.
The monsters followed closely and saw a group of light condensed into a huge black cocoon on a cliff, hanging on the cliff.
At the same time, the sky has completely changed color, and the bright day has turned into darkness without knowing when.
Right above the light group, a huge whirlpool was churning crazily. The black clouds in the vortex were like crows, layer upon layer. The collision and rolling caused waves of deafening thunder, like the roar of the gods.
And from the cocoons on the cliff, there were also bursts of rumbling sounds, just like responding to the roar of heaven.
"Holy Lord Thunder Tribulation!" the great commander muttered.
