"Since you are so stubborn, then... let's fight! I will use my strength to tell you, a bunch of rabble, who is the real strong one!"
The Tai Yao clan proves the truth through the body, and everyone is a body cultivator.
The monks of the Taiwu clan practice ancient witchcraft, which is mysterious and has all kinds of incredible effects.
The two tribes joined forces, with a total of more than 130 cultivators, against nearly 300 cultivators led by the Thunder Fury tribe, and for a time they were evenly matched.
As the battle progressed, people on both sides continued to die.
The cultivators of the Taiwu and Taiyao tribes became more and more courageous as the battle went on. On the other hand, the cultivators of various tribes, led by the Leinu tribe, gradually showed signs of decline and fell into a disadvantage.
There is no other reason, it is just that the Taiwu and Taiyao tribes have always shared the same hatred and are very united, and the force temporarily formed by the cultivators of various tribes, headed by the Lei Nu tribe, is composed of nearly twenty large and small forces.
When fighting against the Taikoo clan, they had an overwhelming advantage and no conflicts showed up.
At present, when fighting against the Taiwu and Taiyao tribes, they are evenly matched and it is difficult to tell who will win. As a result, the cultivators of several races have different ideas and are unwilling to put in any effort.
At first glance, they seemed to be working harder than anyone else, and they never stopped using all kinds of magical powers, but a closer look revealed that they were all just for show and posed no threat at all.
The leading Lei Nu tribe monk noticed this and a trace of solemnity flashed across his brows.
As early as when he formed this force, he had guessed that this moment would come, but it came earlier than he imagined.
His eyes were like sharp swords, sweeping across the several races that were obviously slacking off, and he pointed out their names one by one.
"The Sky Ghosts, Humans, and Fairy Snails...the five races I have chosen, step out and go to the front line!"
The Sky Ghosts were the first to jump out and express their dissatisfaction, "We Sky Ghosts don't train our bodies, so how can we withstand the attacks of those Tai Yaos!"
The human cultivator echoed, "We are not good at physical training either. Asking us to face the Tai Yao Clan directly is like asking us to die, isn't it?"
"The conditions we agreed on earlier have changed now. Do you, the Thunder Wrath Clan, not keep your word?"
The leading Thunder Fury cultivator simply ignored the protests of the five tribes' cultivators and said flatly.
"You are hiding in the back without doing anything. According to the agreement we made earlier, you must go to the front line to accept punishment! If you continue to procrastinate, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
As he finished speaking, the monks from the other thirteen races all looked at these five races with unfriendly eyes.
Why can they fight to the death in the front while these people can watch the show leisurely in the back
Long before the war, they had already agreed on a strategy to prevent this from happening.
If anyone violates the agreement, we should gang up on him and attack him, even if we have to die, we should drag these people down with us!
Taking advantage of the internal strife among the enemies, the offensives of the Taiwu and Taiyao tribes became more fierce. Nine Taiwu monks joined forces to launch a spell, directly killing two people!
Seeing that the battle would only become more difficult if it dragged on, the cultivators from the Sky Ghost Clan and other five clans had no choice but to accept the punishment reluctantly and walked to the front.
Seeing this, the leading Lei Nu tribe monk's expression eased slightly.
"If we lose this battle and fail to drive the cultivators of the Taiwu and Taiyao tribes out, then all of us will be eliminated. No one can stay out of it!"
Everyone was awed, knowing that he was right. If they lost the battle, even if they could escape with their lives, they would be retaliated by the Taiwu and Taiyao tribes.
Especially the Taiwu tribe. They are proficient in ancient witchcraft and use strange methods. As long as you are still on this island, no matter where you hide, they can find you!
They were forced to the front line and faced several races of the Tai Yao tribe, and finally they dared not to slack off anymore.
Given the brutality of the Ether Demon Clan, if they dare to continue slacking off, they will be courting death.
The monks of other races also worked harder.
After this adjustment, the cultivators of various tribes, led by the Lei Nu tribe, gradually gained the upper hand with their slight numerical advantage.
But they did not dare to be careless, because the Taiwu cultivators on the opposite side once again joined forces to cast a spell and took away the two of them.
However, every time the Taiwu cultivator cast a spell, his face became older. Although this spell could kill people directly, it would also consume a lot of their lifespan.
The battle was still going on, people were dying all the time, and the number of people on both sides was decreasing.
“That’s enough!”
A cultivator from the Tai Yao tribe sounded the drum, requesting a truce.
"If we continue to fight, both sides will definitely suffer losses. No one will benefit and the others will only benefit. Why don't we stop fighting and let bygones be bygones? How about that?"
The cultivators of various tribes, led by the Thunder Fury Tribe, subconsciously stopped.
However, opinions varied regarding the truce, with some in favor of a truce and others advocating continuing the fight.
"You said we should stop fighting, but on what basis? Unless you give us 50,000 spirit cores, we will not stop fighting!"
"I've never seen anything like this before. The Great Witch and the Great Demon have always been so high and mighty, but now they have taken the initiative to seek peace. Could it be that they are afraid of being beaten?"
"It's not impossible to have a truce. After all, continuing to fight will only consume both sides. Everyone knows that when the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits."
The leading Thunder Fury monk was also thinking about this problem. In fact, he had long realized that many people were secretly watching this battle, wanting to take advantage of the time when both sides were fighting to the death and then come out to catch everyone in one fell swoop.
But at this point, is there still any meaning in a truce
He was very clear-headed. Once there was no common enemy, the power composed of eighteen races would definitely erupt into serious internal strife and collapse on its own.
By that time, the Taiwu and Taiyao tribes would have rested and could be easily eliminated.
In other words, there can be no truce.
Only by continuing to fight can there be a chance of survival!
The leading Thunder Fury monk quickly made a decision: fight or die!
The Tai Yao tribe was directly enraged. In their opinion, a truce was the biggest concession they could make.
But these rabble didn't appreciate it!
In this case, there is nothing more to say. Only the blood of the enemy can appease their anger.
Xu Chunniang was not surprised to see this scene.
We can only blame the fact that the cultivators from the Taiwu and Taiyao tribes returned at such a coincidence that they just happened to run into the cultivators from the eighteen tribes who were about to leave.
If it was a little later, the battle would not be as tense and difficult to determine the outcome as it is now.
This battle was destined to be brutal. In the end, even the entire sky was dyed red with blood.
There were even five or six monks who were watching secretly and were affected by the war and became cannon fodder.
Fortunately, Xu Chunniang's real body did not get close, and she only sent out her virtual body to watch the battle from afar, so she was not affected.
The battle lasted from day to night and finally the winner was decided.
The Taiwu and Taiyao tribes were defeated!