Some people were worried. The strength of the Jin tribe was obvious to all. They were equivalent to a first-class sect with four emperor masters. Attacking them was a joke? If they were not careful, the whole army would be annihilated.
"President, I'm afraid this is not a good idea. There are 500 of us, and we are going to attack the Golden Tribe. Once we get there, an Emperor Master will come out and kill us with one slap."
"Yes, they have a population of tens of millions, and we only have about 500 people. Compared with them, we are just a drop in the ocean, like an egg hitting a stone."
Some people secretly complained in their hearts, wondering if the captain did not consider them as his own people but as cannon fodder.
Ye Xiangyang smiled slightly: "My fellow guild members, don't worry. When I first arrived at the Ancient Forest, I was the only one there. In two days, we have grown to more than 500 people. We will slowly move towards the Golden Tribe. As time goes by, who knows how many people our number will increase to?"
"Let me tell you again, if we get to the Gold Tribe and we don't have the strength to fight them, how about we never fight them?"
Ye Xiangyang gave everyone a shot of prevention to prevent anyone from having any uneasy thoughts.
Countless people in the Ancient Forest have received the news that the Xiangyang Club is recruiting members. This news is very attractive. Although they all come for the remains of the Eight Ancient Emperors, there are probably only a few people who can get the remains of the Eight Ancient Emperors. Only by joining the Xiangyang Club can they be truly secure.
Therefore, many people, including the independent cultivators from the ten ancient races, the independent cultivators from the demon race, the independent cultivators from the monster race, and even the monster beasts, have joined the Xiangyang Club.
When they came to Xiangyang Club, Ye Xiangyang treated them all equally.
On the third day, the team had grown to 1,500 people, and on the fourth day, it had grown to 3,000 people.
Qian Li and others were trembling with fear. If this situation continued, within ten days or half a month, their team might be a large group of hundreds of thousands of people.
They knew that this Ye Xiangyang was fake. Qian Li held Ye Xiangyang's hand and said, "Brother, you've made a big fuss about this matter. What if Xiangyang doesn't want these people in the future?"
They knew that Yang Xiangye was not Ye Xiangyang. If the team came to Xiangyang City in the future and they were not accepted, that would be a big deal. Would these people forgive them? By then, there would be a huge storm. Maybe these people would tear them all to pieces in anger.
Ye Xiangyang chuckled, "Brother, what are you worried about? My clan leader said: There is always a way out when you reach the mountain, and there is always a way out when you are in the dark. If Xiangyang will not accept it, we can gather a group of people ourselves, and I will be the boss and you will be the second in command. It would be great. We can also compete with Ye Xiangyang for status."
Qian Li and the others were all frowning: Damn it, this is dangerous, we might be playing with fire and get burned, it's not impossible that we might even lose our lives.
At this point he has no other choice but to take things one step at a time.
There were 3,000 of them. Ye Xiangyang announced to the ancient forest: "Listen to me, people of the Golden Tribe. We, the Xiangyang Society, want to seek justice from the Golden Tribe. Why are you hunting down our brothers?"
As they made the announcement, they fought with those who came and absorbed new members. The team was still expanding.
The entire ancient forest was shaken. Who could have imagined that things would take such a turn.
People heard that the Xiangyang Society was recruiting soldiers in the Ancient Forest, and the number of people gradually increased. In three days, there were more than 3,000 people. How great was the appeal of the Xiangyang Society? As the news spread, more and more people wanted to join the Xiangyang Society.
There is still a distance of 20,000 miles to the Jin Tribe. Ye Xiangyang led his men to advance a thousand miles every day, and hundreds of people joined their organization every day.
Looking at the huge team now, Qian Li and others felt it was so incredible. At the same time, they were also shocked by the appeal of Xiangyang Society that so many people came to join with just one call; at the same time, they were even more worried.
Now, this team has more than a hundred throne masters alone. In Yang Xiangye's words, these people are the top backbone forces.
Hu Ba, Lie Qinglan and others were very happy to hear the news.
Hu Ba jumped high: "Ha ha ha ha, the boss really deserves to be the boss. He was able to recruit more than 10,000 people in the ancient forest. It's really generous."
"Captain, why didn't the president call us over?"
"Ha ha ha, you guys don't know this, this is time for us to practice well."
These masters who followed Hu Ba were all excited and eager to fight. Why, after nearly two months of fighting, some of them had made a breakthrough without anyone noticing. They had broken through the bottleneck that they thought would last for another hundred years and were promoted.
Their promotion inspired others. Everyone believed that a big battle was indeed the best way to advance. In addition, they were protected by the Titled Emperor, so there would be no casualties, which made them feel more at ease when fighting.
Yun Jianhan and the thrones he led stood on the top of the mountain. Yun Jianhan was now a five-star throne master, and his real combat power was comparable to that of an eight-star throne master. The method given by the boss was truly wonderful.
"Brothers, you see, this is our boss. No matter when, he can create miracles that we can't imagine."
The eyes of these emperors also sparkled: "Yes, the boss is always the boss, there is nothing that the president cannot accomplish."
"The only disappointing thing is that now there are fewer people chasing us, so our advancement has slowed down."
Of course not. The three holy places and six sects, the ten halls of the demon race, the twelve sects, the four major families, the ten ancient races and other big forces did not dare to participate. After two months of hunting and killing, countless people who were left felt horrified.
In addition, the Xiangyang Society was now approaching the Jin Tribe, and the number of people had reached 13,000. Such a powerful team made the masters of the eight tribes who were chasing Yun Jianhan and others retreat one after another. They didn't know what the outcome of this matter would be.
In this case, which casual cultivator is a fool? To hit the nail on the head
The rewards from the Golden Tribe are tempting, but can you get them
As a result, the people who were chasing Yun Jianhan, Hu Ba, Duanmu Ao and others retreated like a tide.
The retreat of the people being chased made these people feel a little uncomfortable. They even missed those bloody days. Damn, they could feel the laws in their bodies growing every day.
Now, there is no such opportunity.
Hu Ba and others told everyone to practice with all their strength, as there might be a big battle ahead. The eight tribes might not give up.
At the same time, the Jin tribe was also in a state of tension: "Report - Chief, the Xiangyang Society has more than 17,000 people, including about 300 Royal Throne masters, and they have arrived 5,000 miles away from us and have settled down."
The chief of the Golden Tribe and several elders all had gloomy faces. They had never expected such a situation to happen. It should be said that the Dragon God of Storms, Emperor Jia Lang, was quite trustworthy. The other side did not see the Emperor take action.
Now, Ye Xiangyang did not transfer any experts from Xiangyang City, but he summoned more than 17,000 people from the ancient forest with just one call.
There are 30 million people in my tribe, but there are only a few throne masters, just over 200.
If these people really rush over to attack, how should their tribe deal with them
If they fight, the Jin tribe will probably be reduced to ruins.
"Someone, send me a letter for help and deliver it to the other eight tribes."
The chief of the Gold Tribe was helpless and could only send letters to the other seven tribes for help.
The other seven tribes also looked depressed. They all felt that they had been cheated. This time, by helping the Gold Tribe, their own tribes had lost dozens of thrones and several emperors.
Who knew that the people they offended were the Xiangyang Society? How could we possibly offend the Xiangyang Society
The emperor masters really didn't dare to take action. As long as they took action, the five elders of the mainland and the fourteen independent cultivators of the Xiangyang Society would be able to destroy the tribe in minutes, or even kill them.
The Xiangyang Society had gathered more than 10,000 people in the Ancient Forest to march towards the Golden Tribe, and their tribe had to participate. Otherwise, the Ancient Forest would be looked down upon. How could they maintain the reputation of the eight tribes in the Ancient Forest
The Tiger God Earth Tribe leader had tiger lines on his face. "We must go. This is a matter of life and death for the Gold Tribe. How can we not go? We will send a thousand people, including thirty throne masters, and the leader will lead the team personally."
The Dragon Body Wen tribe's Grand Elder had an arrogant look on his face, his dragon beard trembling: "Chief, we must participate in this event, otherwise the other forces in the Xuanwu Continent will laugh at us for having no one in the Desolate Ancient Forest."
"Okay, we'll send out more than a thousand people."
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The Wood God's Wood Tribe, the Water God's Water Tribe, the Fire God's Fire Tribe, the Earth God's Tu Tribe, and the Snow God's Snow Tribe also sent more than a thousand people, all led by their clan leaders, to the Gold Tribe.
The chief of the Gold Tribe was deeply moved when he saw the chiefs of the seven tribes coming in person. He held hands with the chiefs and said cordially, "Brothers, the Gold Tribe is grateful for the support of all the tribes."
"Hahaha, Lao Jin, your words are a bit arrogant. After all, we are the masters of the Ancient Forest. If someone wants to bully us, I will take the lead and refuse to agree to it."
"That's right. This is the time for us to unite against a common enemy. We must fight against the Xiangyang Society together."
With so many people stationed here, so many throne masters joining in, and the presence of leaders from the seven major tribes, the chief of the Gold Tribe also felt like he straightened his back.
The Jin tribe was in high spirits. When they felt they could fight against the Xiangyang Society, Ye Xiangyang sent a message to his brothers: "Hu Ba, bring your men to Phoenix Mountain."
"Yun Jianhan, bring your men to Phoenix Mountain."
"Yu Yurou, bring people to Phoenix Mountain."
"The Emperor of Chechen, who travels all over the world, came to Phoenix Mountain with more than a hundred thrones."
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When these people received Ye Xiangyang's message, their eyes were filled with excitement.
Yun Jianhan's body was sharp and sharp. People around him could feel his sharpness within three feet, as if it could cut a person's throat. "Brother, this battle is finally about to begin."