The ancient city of the Lizard Dragon Tribe.
The Great Elder Jin Wushu stood at the top of the city, looking at the wilderness hills in the distance, and the sense of foreboding in his heart became more and more intense.
Yesterday, they were attacked by wilderness monsters again.
In just three or four days, more than half of the dragon warriors were lost.
"I heard that the green-skinned demon clan also encountered a similar situation."
The second elder Jin Guduo looked solemn and said: "In the entire dragon world, only the lowly barbarians from the Baiyue tribe have not been affected. Maybe this time is the conspiracy of these barbarians."
"impossible."
The Great Elder Jin Guduo was puzzled and said: "The strength of the Baiyue Barbarians has declined greatly. The green fruit trees they rely on for survival have withered in patches. They are almost starving to death in the city. How could this be possible? ability?"
"Look, what is that?"
At the top of the city, a dragon warrior leader pointed into the distance.
On the horizon of the wilderness, a group of four hundred people were seen galloping towards the ancient city of the Dragon Clan.
"It's Baiyue Barbarian."
The second elder said in shock: "How dare they leave the ancient city? Are they crazy? They didn't die in the mouth of a monster in the wilderness?"
The great elder's expression changed slightly and he said: "The situation is not right, ring the bell and prepare for war."
DUANG-DUANG-DUANG! !
The melodious and harsh bells rang in the ancient city of the Dragon Clan.
Dragon warriors gathered one after another immediately, and under the leadership of their leader, came to the top of the city.
In the blink of an eye, the people of the Baiyue tribe were already three hundred meters away from the city.
The Great Elder Jin Wushu stood proudly on the top of the city, his eyes like lightning, and he glanced around. His eyes finally fell on the tall old man at the front of the team. He sneered and asked: "Bai Haichao, you are the withered bones in the grave." , instead of hunkering down in Baiyue Ancient City and lingering, how dare you bring people to attack our dragon tribe?"
Under the city.
Bai Haichao took a deep breath.
"Jin Wushu, you are not worthy to talk to me and let Jin Zongze come out and die."
He used the White Moon Technique, and his body expanded like a giant spirit. His bulging muscles seemed to be made of black molten iron. In an instant, he transformed into a six-meter-tall little giant.
This is the Baiyue tribe’s secret technique of suppressing the clan [Baiyue Transformation].
"Haha, Bai Haichao, you must be out of your mind."
Jin Wushu, the great elder of the Dragon Tribe, sneered and said: "Don't think that we, the Dragon Tribe, have suffered a little loss due to the monsters in the wilderness, so we will let you Baiyue Barbarian manipulate it. You don't know whether life or death wants to provoke you, and you will be destroyed today. You... kill."
He waved his hand.
Boo hoo hoo~!
The sound of a javelin breaking through the air was heard.
Lines of pale silver javelins passed through the void, covering the warriors of the White Moon Tribe.
Bai Haichao looked up to the sky and laughed.
He raised his hand and punched out.
The fist mark visible to the naked eye instantly broke through the air and expanded.
Lin Beichen was also frightened by the terrifying power that this middle-aged man, who looked like a simple and honest old farmer, erupted in this moment.
He is worthy of being the chief of the Baiyue Tribe.
boom!
Countless javelins were directly chopped into pieces in mid-air by this terrifying fist force.
"For the tribe."
Bai Haichao shouted: "Kill, take revenge."
"kill."
"revenge."
"For the tribe."
The strong men of the White Moon Tribe, at this moment, completely activated their skills, like a tiger that had been dormant for a long time revealing its sharp claws and ferocious fangs, and rushed towards the ancient city of the Dragon Clan.
"court death."
Jin Wushu jumped down from the top of the city.
The man was in mid-air, and the silver javelin [Dragon Tooth Spear] was already in his hand.
"kill."
A spear thrust out, as fast as thunder, directly towards the white sea tide.
"Well come."
Bai Haichao waved a large, crystal-like jade bone and faced him.
boom!
When the two powerful men clashed, the terrifying power shock wave was like an earthquake. The gravel and short grass on the ground instantly collapsed and turned into powder and floated into the air.
Similar battles broke out instantly under the city.
But soon, screams came from the side, causing the soul of the great elder Jin Wushu to escape.
He turned around and saw the second elder, Jin Guduo, being directly besieged by two elders of the Baiyue Tribe. A flaw appeared. He accidentally smashed the Tianling Cap with a big bone!
"Second brother..."
Jin Wushu's eyes were about to burst.
The same screams kept ringing out.
One by one, the powerful Celestial-level warriors from the Dragon Tribe fell.
The situation is almost one-sided.
"Ah, why is that so?"
The great elder was frightened.
He fell into a bitter battle with the White Sea Tide, struggled to hold on, staggered back, and shouted in disbelief: "When did your White Moon Tribe produce so many masters? No, White Rock, White Cliff, when did you become such a master?" A fifth-level heavenly being?"
From the very beginning, the situation subverted the great elder's prediction.
"Back off, back off..."
"Go and ask the clan leader!"
Chaotic roars exploded among the retreating dragon warriors.
They had never encountered such a setback before and were instantly stunned.
The warriors of the White Moon Tribe, driven by countless years of hatred and burning with the fury of revenge, broke out at 120% of their combat power.
"Retreat, retreat quickly."
Jin Wushu had the [Dragon Tooth Spear] in his hand, and he could barely protect himself, pulling away and retreating continuously.
Careless.
If I had known this, I shouldn't have gone out of the city to fight.
Now if you want to retreat and defend the city wall, there is no chance.
Soon, the soldiers of the Baiyue tribe attacked the city wall.
The killing continues.
The dragon tribe was so defeated that there was no room for resistance.
Although the number of their warriors is not less than that of the White Moon tribe, their quality is different.
It was too big. With three fifth-level heavenly beings killed in the battle and more than a dozen fourth-level heavenly beings falling, the decline was even more irreversible.
"Kill to avenge our ancestors."
"Leave no chickens or dogs behind."
The elders of the White Moon Tribe roared with tears in their eyes.
They had shown mercy to the lizard dragons, and had given them a helping hand from time to time, but what they had received in exchange was betrayal and killing, the humiliation of almost annihilation, and the blood and tears of countless tribesmen.
Today, mercy is no longer there.
Tooth for tooth, blood for blood.
Screams came from everywhere.
The lizard dragons fell one by one.
Lin Beichen piloted a flying sword and carried Bai Xiaoxiao, overlooking the battle situation in mid-air.
He held a wooden long bow in his hand, and he kept bending the bow and setting arrows.
Arrows shot through the air.
One by one, the lizard dragon warriors fell down after being struck by arrows.
This bow was snatched from the hands of the marksman Park Bo-sung when he broke into the Aurora Empire's embassy.
Lin Beichen was condescending. Once he saw a Baiyue tribe soldier in danger, he immediately opened his bow and sniped.
In less than half an hour, the Lizard Dragon tribe was completely defeated.
In the end, about three to four hundred remaining people gathered outside the Dragon Man Temple. Under the leadership of the Great Elder Jin Wushu, they fought desperately and resisted!
"Clan Chief, why is the Clan Chief still in seclusion?"
"Clan leader, please save us."
"Chief, the Dragon Tribe has fallen. Please show up quickly."
In despair, the strong men of the Lizard Dragon Tribe roared with grief and indignation.
Their clan leader, the most powerful person in the tribe, Jin Zongze, who is in the process of reaching the sixth level of Heavenly Realm, has been in seclusion in the Dragon Man Temple behind him for a full year and has not yet appeared.
This is the last hope for the lizard dragon people.
"Clan leader, please show up quickly."
The great elder Jin Wushu cried out sadly.
But the miracle didn't happen.
In the end, the big bone of Bai Yue Chief Bai Haichao smashed Jin Wushu's body into pieces.
All the strong men and warriors of the Dragon Tribe were also slaughtered.
The lizard dragon tribe is dead.
"Open the temple and destroy the dragon statue."
Bai Haichao was trembling with excitement. With a command, the Dragon Man Temple in front of him was destroyed.
Just like when the Lizard Dragon Tribe destroyed the White Moon Tribe's Temple of the Lord of the Ruin Realm.
"Everyone, be careful, that old guy Jin Zongze is in seclusion inside..."
An elder reminded loudly.
Eventually, the temple collapsed.
A secret practice room was unearthed, located underground in the temple.
"Open the stone door."
Bai Haichao and others were extremely vigilant and prepared for a big battle.
Boom!
The stone door opened slowly.
A series of eyes looked into the stone door.
At this look, everyone was shocked.
How could this be