Almost at the moment when the black mist approached on the horizon, the five pillars of light suddenly rose into the sky from five different directions in the mountains, with different colors. They were the totem saint ancestors of each tribe within the main peak of each of the five tribes.
At the same time, there are five rays of protection, radiating from the five rays of light, covering all directions, covering the five parts inside, as if isolated from the outside.
Immediately afterwards, the tribesmen of the five tribes radiated their totem powers, with bloodshot eyes, revealing the determination to protect the tribe to the death, and the tribe priests and elders of the five tribes. These Yuan Ying monks, at this moment, are physically present. They all exudes a strong suffocation, and their faces are gloomy, looking up at the black mist that rolls from the sky.
At this moment, the fog whistled, sweeping across the five guardian light curtains, the roar echoed, and the earth trembled. The original verdant jungle wilted and became black in the blink of an eye.
And in the mountains and forests, the fierce beasts that existed, at this moment, screamed one after another, and their bodies rotted directly into black water.
Suddenly, the entire Wushen Mountain Range was filled with death.
"The five parts of the black gods, I will wait for most of the five poisonous spiders, you... Either return or die!" A cold voice suddenly came out from the billowing black mist in the sky, enveloped the earth and turned into After the thunderous roar, from this sound, there was a domineering meaning, which was more comparable to the cultivation base of the middle stage of the Yuan Ying. When the reverberation, the five tribes who immediately shook, many of them pale, even if There is a light curtain blocking it, and blood is also overflowing.
"Dead battle!" The sacrifice of Wuanbu was a middle-aged man with a wise man in his eyes. At this moment, he suddenly spoke, and a voice came out. There was decisiveness in this voice, and he responded to the Five Poison Ministry and became the Five Ministry. Alliance's answer.
"Deadly fight!!" On the ground, the five clansmen suddenly roared and roared.
"Dead battle!!" The voice shook the sky, turned into a gloomy cold, and became a determination, rushing through the sky, penetrating the black mist, and falling into the mist, most of the five poisons, the monks in the line of poisonous spiders.
Among the more than 3,000 monks in the line of poisonous spiders, there are more than 20 elders. The three major sacrifices in this battle, one of them was dispatched, but including the big sacrifice in green robes, everyone's eyes fell on In the crowd, a woman was protected by layers of indifferent monks whose faces turned into cyan totems.
This woman looks like she is in her early twenties. She has a shawl with beautiful hair, and she wears a long red dress with beautiful eyebrows. In the long dress, you can see the uneven curves. Her beauty is almost magical. Mei, but her eyes were cold, as ruthlessly, it formed a sharp contrast with this charming state, and turned into a strong attraction to the opposite sex.
On the center of her eyebrows, there is a spider pattern totem. At this moment, the totem is shining, and the white spider inside seems to be wandering.
This woman is the most of the five poisons, one of the five saints, Zhao Youlan who belongs to the line of poison spiders!
The white spider on the center of her eyebrows is called the Wisdom Spider, which is not a gifted saint.
"Priest, please take action, come to the light curtain first, and then disturb the five peaks, and lead the five totem holy ancestors to appear." Zhao Youlan spoke softly, exhaling like a blue as the name suggests, and the voice is very pleasant, but it contains coldness.
One of the three major sacrifices led by Venomous Spiders, the old man in a green robe, holding a black wooden staff in his hand, nodded when he heard the words, pointed the wooden staff downward, and immediately the surrounding mist suddenly Rolling, it turned into a huge spider, and went straight to the light curtain.
During the roar, the light curtain was twisted in bursts, but it did not collapse. The big sacrificial brow furrowed, his right hand pinched, and immediately the huge spider dissipated and turned into five dark spears. It was a hundred meters in size, and with a wave of the wooden staff in his hand, the spear whistled away and went straight to the four or five peaks where the beam of light rose.
"Please five totem saint ancestors!" At this moment, the sacrificial ancestor in Wu'an, raised his right hand for a short while, and a jade slip appeared in his hand. There was a low roar. The wooden figure of the Uda Tribe, the Fire Sea of the Wuyan Tribe, and the other three Totem Ancestors appeared one after another, but the moment they appeared...
The saint Zhao Youlan, the saint of the poisonous spider line, who was protected by layers, flashed her phoenix eyes, and looked at the sacrifice of Wuanbu. The two of them looked at each other through the light curtain, and they all saw each other's identities. , The commander of both sides.
"Please come to the spider saint!"
The sky roared, the clouds rolled back, and nothingness shattered. Amidst the thunderous roar, there were five huge spider legs, thousands of feet in length. From the cracks in the sky, appearing out of thin air, they rushed straight into the five mountain peaks. In between, the roar resounded, the formation shattered, and the ground shook and the mountains shook.
At this moment, the five totem ancestors roared out one by one, and went straight to the sky, visible to the naked eye, at the top of the sky, there was a red spider astonishingly fighting with the five totem ancestors.
"Our war repair team does not need to form a battle, and we use the spider totem to spread the net, and the sky will be used to seal this place!" Zhao Youlan said softly.
"The destiny of the saint!" The monks in the blood of more than 3,000 poisonous spiders around immediately showed the ferocious glow in their eyes, and each one raised to the sky and roared, and the totem glow burst out all over the body, and there was a ghost spider on the body. As the silk threads spread between each other, it seemed that wherever they passed, the void made a hissing sound, as if it contained poisonousness, and went straight to the light curtain of the earth.
"All the elders, please break the formation and lead the five tribesmen to appear!" Zhao Youlan pulled her hair back and smiled lightly.
"The destiny of the saint!" In the vein of the poisonous spider, more than a dozen elders rushed out instantly, emitting totem light all over the body, erupting the fluctuations of Yuan Ying's cultivation base, and forming a strange formation pattern. Going to the protective light curtain of Wushen Five.
When he was about to fall, the middle-aged man's eyes flashed at the sacrifice of Wuanbu.
"Please, the father of the Wuda tribe, the father of the Wuyan tribe, and the three sacrificial elders, take action!"
As soon as his words fell, the clan father of the Uda tribe gave a low roar and rushed away. Behind him, followed by more than a dozen priests of various tribes, the great elders, and the clan father of the Wuyan tribe, everyone went straight to those who distributed The old man with totem light left, preventing them from collapsing the protective light curtain, and stood with each other.
"Five tribesmen, according to the pre-war division, five people in one team, five teams in one team, five teams in one army! The first army, northwest, second army, northeast, third army, true north, kill them all!
You can't wait for a fight, once you get hurt, immediately return to the light curtain.
The Fourth Army and the Fifth Army can rotate at any time, and the Sixth Army will guard within the light curtain! This battle is difficult to end in a short time, everyone, for the sake of the black god! "When the Wuanbu priest suddenly spoke, thousands of people from the five tribes immediately, with red eyes, roared out, and rushed out of the light curtain.
"For the Crow God!" Their voices shook the sky and roared, and they immediately fought with the spreading poisonous spiders in the blood of more than 3,000 cultivators.
Suddenly, the war was overwhelming, and the spells filled the sky. The whole world turned into a battlefield. The peak of the sky was the five totem saint ancestors, fighting against the spider saints of poisonous spiders, which was beyond the level of Nascent Soul. The war caused a distorted ripple, and outsiders could not see the outcome of the civil war.
Below, the two Nascent Soul cultivators were fighting frantically with each other, and the fog spread, making it difficult for outsiders to see them, but within this fog, every moment, there may be a life and death.
Below, outside the light curtain, thousands of cultivators on the two sides started a bloody roar, their eyes were red with each other. As far as the poisonous spiders are concerned, they are the pride of most of them, and they have been invincible for many years. Dignity makes them must win!
For the people of the five tribes, this is their homeland, here are their tribes, they cannot retreat, they cannot lose, even if they die in battle, they must fight to the end, because... their parents, their brothers and sisters, their All relatives are staring at their backs under the light curtain.
"war!!"
"Fight to the death!!"
"For the Crow God, more our tribe!!" The roaring roars made the most intense and screaming screams from the bottom of the battlefield, with blood permeating, like a rain of blood.
Inside the light curtain, the tribesmen of the five tribes clenched their fists one by one, there was a child's fearful call, a woman's weak crying, a mother's tearing heart, and a father's tears.
Outside the light curtain, in the vein of the poisonous spider, Zhao Youlan sighed slightly, her eyes a little unbearable, but soon, this unbearable disappeared with the light sigh, there was no right or wrong, and some just had different positions.
"I would like to invite the three Sirs Dragons to bring out the secret information that we have obtained. It exists in the fifth department and killed the mysterious S Dragon who killed Zhou Ye!"
Among the monks who come here by Venomous Spider Line, there are three Slongs. These three are in the back, wearing black robes, their bodies exuding gloomy breaths, and they are outside their bodies. Each has protection from each other and can block them. The beheading battle against the three of them.
Hearing Zhao Youlan's words, the three of them smiled slightly, each of them flicked their sleeves, and the roar of the strange demon shook the sky in an instant. Beside the three of them, beams of light swirled in an instant, and a roar of roar spread all over the world. Everyone's surroundings were here. In an instant, nearly ten thousand demons appeared!
"Master Meng, please help!" The middle-aged man of Wu'anbu, the sacrificial priest, saw the color change immediately behind this scene. He hesitated for a moment, faintly feeling that the rhythm of the battle was a bit wrong, but at this moment there was no other choice. Turning around and holding his fist towards the back mountain, he bowed deeply.
Meng Hao was also watching this battle. He sat cross-legged in the courtyard of his back mountain, looking up at the sky, watching everything that happened in the sky, watching all the blood and blood in the battlefield, he thought of the holy snow in the ink soil. Cheng, thought of the battle that year.
In silence, Meng Hao thought of Golden Crow and Big Tree.
For a long time, Meng Hao sighed lightly.
"Your kindness... I will try my best to let the tribe you created continue." Meng Hao muttered softly, stood up, and walked out of the yard. Beside him, the savage giant followed, roaring to the sky, bloodthirsty in his eyes. Zhimang, a war like this is the battlefield that, as a barbarian giant, should exist!