Afterwards, Lu Ming also retreated.
After receiving the news, the other nine tribes of the descendants of the ancient gods also went all out to prepare for the battle. They called back all the tribesmen who had been out for a while, and set up heavy defenses around the tribe.
The monsters in the Northern Wilderness are very terrifying and powerful. There are many demon kings. The overall strength is similar to that of the top ten tribes of the descendants of the ancient gods.
That's why the two sides have been fighting for endless years, and no one can do anything to the other.
However, if the masters of Qin Tian Starfield are added, the balance will be broken.
In the Qintian Starfield, more than a dozen god kings came, and the god kings who came in were all extremely powerful existences.
More than a dozen extremely powerful god kings, plus countless masters of the heavenly god realm, joined forces with the demons of the Northern Wilderness Demon Plain, enough to destroy the descendants of the ancient gods.
This is a life and death crisis for the descendants of the ancient gods.
Ten tribes, tense preparations.
In this way, half a month has passed, but there seems to be no movement in the Northern Wilderness.
"There is no movement until now. Could it be that the news is fake?"
"Yeah, have we been fooled?"
Some people from the top ten tribes began to discuss.
but...
ho ho ho ho...
From the north came the howling of demons, completely crushing the skeptical remarks.
From the northern wilderness, endless monsters emerged and killed the ten tribes descended from the ancient gods.
Among the endless monsters, he also saw the figure of a strong man from the Qin Tian Starfield.
...
Rumble!
Beyond the Eighth Tribe, endless monsters rushed towards the Eighth Tribe. The number is endless. It is much more than the number of monsters who besieged the base of the Ice Soul Clan decades ago.
Roar! Roar!
Behind the army of monsters, there were a few earth-shattering roars, and a few huge monsters appeared in the distant sky, but the terrifying coercion made everyone feel breathless.
That is, the demon king!
The king of monsters is equivalent to the king of the gods, the existence of the realm of the king of gods.
"Kill, defeat the descendants of the ancient gods for me, and all the descendants of the ancient gods are at your disposal."
The voice of a demon king spread throughout the audience.
It is said that as long as the demon devours the descendants of the ancient gods and fuses the blood of the ancient gods in the descendants of the ancient gods, they can give birth to spiritual wisdom.
Now those monsters in the Northern Wilderness Demon Plain who have given birth to spiritual wisdom are born with spiritual wisdom after devouring the descendants of the ancient gods.
No wonder, this time the demon will join forces with the masters of Qintian Starfield, and they will gain something from each other.
The demons want to devour the descendants of the ancient gods, and the masters of the Qintian Starfield want the treasures of the descendants of the ancient gods.
Rumble!
Roar! Roar! ...
Countless monsters roared and rushed towards the eighth tribe with red eyes.
"Kill, kill all these monsters!"
The warriors of the Eighth Tribe shouted loudly. They stood on the city wall, took out their big bows, bent them with arrows, and shot them out one after another.
The power of these arrows is astonishing. Some powerful monsters were directly pierced by the arrows and nailed to the ground.
However, the number of monsters is endless, and they continue to kill, like a tide.
Soon the two sides fought hand to hand.
All the descendants of the ancient gods who can transform into the ancient god body have all transformed into the ancient god body.
On the city wall of the eighth tribe, a tall and majestic figure appeared, roaring in the sky, brandishing various soldiers, and fighting with demons.
Lu Ming also immediately transformed into an ancient divine body, and stabbed out the spear continuously, killing all the monsters.
Roar! Roar!
There was an earth-shattering roar, and the demon king made a move, killing him from a high altitude. The terrifying aura was overwhelming, extremely terrifying.
"kill!"
In the eighth tribe, several figures rushed out, each of them was more than 100 meters tall, and they were the god kings of the eighth tribe.
The powerhouses of the God King Realm on both sides broke out in a terrible battle at high altitude.
Fighting together, it's hard to tell the winner.
However, after fighting for a while, a figure the size of a normal person came from a distance, exuding a terrifying pressure.
God King, another God King.
"The God King of Strange Demon Academy."
Lu Ming's eyes narrowed.
Lu Ming is very familiar with this god king. He was the one who led the people from the Yimo Academy to the Ice Soul Clan base and wanted to kill Lu Ming. How could Lu Ming forget it.
The god king of Yimo Academy joined the battle group. Immediately, the battle turned to the side of the demon clan. The god king of the eighth tribe gradually lost.
In the end, the god king of the eighth tribe had no choice but to retreat. He retreated to the eighth tribe and opened a large formation to resist the attack of demons.
The Eighth Tribe relied on the power of the large formation to block the monster's attack.
Swish! Swish! ...
Outside the big formation, several huge demon kings and the god kings from the Yimo Academy stood outside, watching indifferently.
Suddenly, another tall figure came from another direction.
"The Divine King of the Immortal Sword Sect."
Lu Ming's eyes narrowed.
Another god king came.
The number of god kings on the eighth tribe's side is completely inferior to that of the opponent.
"Shoot, break their formation."
The Immortal Sword Sect God King spoke indifferently, and then, a terrifying sword light shot up into the sky, as if to split the entire universe in half, and slashed towards the Eighth Tribe.
Rumble!
The sword light slashed above the formation, and the formation vibrated crazily.
"Shoot!"
At the same time, several demon kings, the god kings of the Yimo Academy, also attacked, and all kinds of terrifying attacks landed on the formation, causing the formation to vibrate crazily.
If it weren't for several god kings from the Eighth Tribe to jointly control the formation, under the attack of so many god kings, the formation would have been broken.
Even so, it was very difficult for them to resist.
Rumble!
Outside, the attacks continued, and the attacks lasted for more than an hour before they stopped.
"retreat!"
Then, a demon king gave an order, and countless demon kings retreated, standing in the distance, looking at this side indifferently.
The monsters didn't give up, they retreated, they just repaired and recovered, and when they recovered to their peak state, they would definitely continue to attack.
Sure enough, two days later, the monster clan, the Yimo Academy, and the masters of the Immortal Sword Sect launched another attack.
After attacking for a period of time, they retreated to repair again.
"Continuing like this is not an option. The energy of the formation will be exhausted sooner or later. If the formation is broken, we will definitely not be able to stop them."
In the eighth tribe, a group of masters gathered to discuss matters, an old man sighed.
"Then what should we do? Could it be that this time, our clan is really going to be destroyed?"
The other old man was full of sadness.
"My family will never be destroyed. In the current situation, only by retreating first, retreating to the first tribe, and uniting with the first tribe, can we survive."
The patriarch of the eighth tribe said.
"What? If you want to retreat, then don't you want to let go of the ancestral land that my family has passed down through the endless years?"
Someone trembled.
The ancestral land of the eighth tribe has been passed down for endless years. There are various holy places for cultivation and blood pools, which are the root of their tribe's prosperity. It would be a great loss if they don't want it.