"Brother Meng, there was a scene in the border of the market bridge, and Xu has often come to mind today." Xu Bai looked at Meng Hao and said with a smile.
When he spoke, most of the Black Dragon and the Black God tribe had already started a fight with their respective predator tribes, and the sound of the fight reverberated for a while.
"It's just a fluke, Brother Xu is in the ruins bridge boundary, the power of one person makes the demon spirit unable to continue to escape, this matter is as admired as Meng Mou." Meng Hao looked at Xu Bai, calm and calm, and smiled.
Fighting and roaring, each spread out behind the two of them, and most of the black dragons broke out with their full strength. Under this mutual comparison, their killing intent was overwhelming.
The same is true for the Wushen tribe, they are unwilling to lose to most of the black dragons, making themselves faceless here, especially those Yuan Ying cultivators, all old and cunning, almost see the key point of the problem. , This seemingly simple bet, in fact... is the precursor of the alliance, and it can also determine the master and slave after the alliance.
Therefore, they did not hesitate to use all the cultivation base, and they are bound to snatch the victory of this alliance.
The shots of the two tribes stimulated all the blood in this bet, but the two predator tribes complained again and again and had to fight, but as soon as they came into contact, they immediately retreated.
Especially Meng Hao’s 150,000 monster group is overwhelming. In an instant, the Wushen tribe directly occupied a strong advantage, but immediately after the appearance of most of the black dragon and the two plundering tribes’ totems, this advantage It was slowly weakened.
But soon, three changhongs flew out of the Wushen tribe. These three changhongs had never been summoned before a battle with the Sea-Monster tribe. After they appeared at this moment, they roared to the sky. It was exactly... the three totem saint ancestors!
In the Eight Vein Alliance that year, the three totem saint ancestors who were taken away by Meng Hao, after appearing at this moment, the killing instantly reached the extreme.
"Brother Meng and the Wushen tribe came from the north to fight all the way. Xu had heard about it a long time ago, but... this last part of the journey will be the most difficult.
All powerful tribes will eventually gather here, whether they like it or not, as long as there are no demon spirits, they will eventually become predators.
Plunder the demon spirits, plunder the resources of other tribes, show yourself in the killing, and strengthen yourself, so as to try to attract the attention of the Black Earth Heavenly Alliance, or to attract the attention of other big clans who are qualified to enter the Black Earth, and become their affiliates in exchange for the tribe Eligibility for survival. "When Xu Bai spoke lightly, the fierce battle between the two tribes has reached a critical moment, and the Crow God tribe has taken more advantages. If nothing happens, most of the Black Dragon will lag behind the Crow God.
"The only way out is the alliance. The black god and the black dragon alliance. If we can meet the sky wind, then our three alliances will advance and retreat together. Even after entering the ink soil, my three alliances can always be there. Only In this way, we will have the opportunity to enter the ink soil, and it is possible for the tribe to survive safely after entering the ink soil.
Brother Meng definitely understands this point, so there is no need for Xu Mou to say more. "When Xu Bai spoke slowly, the direction of the Wushen tribe was roaring to the sky, and the predator tribes who fought with the Wushen tribe had died at this moment.
It can be seen that it will not take long before this plundering tribe will be annihilated.
As for most of the Black Dragon, the predatory tribes who were fighting with it, there are still 50% of the tribe at this moment, obviously slower.
Xu Bai frowned and was shocked in his heart. He paid more attention to the Wushen tribe. At this moment, he gave a dry cough. As Meng Hao meditated on his previous words, he took a deep look at the members of the Black Dragon tribe.
After looking at it, the black dragon tribe’s eyes turned red, and they seemed to be humiliated, and they were under great pressure. All the tribesmen took off the black rope on their right hand. The moment the rope was taken off, they screamed up to the sky, and their cultivation base burst out. Every member of the tribe had improved their cultivation base by nearly 50%, as if going mad, they rushed towards the plundering tribe that kept fleeing from the war with them.
With the outbreak of most of the black dragons, the disadvantages were immediately reversed, causing the plundering tribe that was fighting with them to suffer heavy casualties, and it shocked the minds of the tribesmen, causing all the survivors to disperse in despair and panic. .
"Kill!!" The black dragon roared, the clansmen rushed out and launched the final killing. The Wushen tribe was also carrying out this step, until after half a pillar of incense, when Meng Hao's gaze looked at, the two tribes , Almost in no particular order, and completed the killing at the same time, with the residual evil spirit, returned to Xu Bai and Meng Hao.
The tribesmen of the two sides looked at each other, and they were dissatisfied with each other.
Xu Bai looked at the Wushen tribe and took a deep breath. He was extremely shocked. He understood that most of the black dragons finally opened the seal and only then got a tie, but he was still thinking that if the seal was opened at the beginning, then the Wushen Department, not as good as Black Dragon.
But when he glanced over the monster group, he clearly saw that the monster group of the Wushen tribe was no longer one hundred and fifty thousand, but after another twenty thousand, he immediately inhaled, shocked in his heart, and breathing quickly. For a moment.
"It's no wonder there are rumors that the Wushen Bu... uses war to support war, and the Vietnam War gets stronger! And... their strongest totem saint ancestor, Meng Hao in front of him, he didn't make a move!
This Wu Shen Bu is stronger than I thought. "
Meng Hao was also looking at the Black Dragon Tribe, and he looked at the action of unlocking the seal of this part. When thinking about it, he also admired the Black Dragon.
Xu Bai laughed. When the laughter echoed, he looked very sincere and looked at Meng Hao.
"Brother Meng, you and my tribe, it's a good alliance!"
"Good!" Meng Hao didn't hesitate. When forming an alliance, the advantages far outweigh the disadvantages, and Meng Hao knew that after sending the Wu Divine Tribe to Motu, let them reunite with the Golden Light Sect.
As for the future, one more ally is also a guarantee for the Wushen Tribe.
"Come here, ashamed of blood as an alliance!" Xu Bai took a deep breath. This alliance is extremely important to the Black Dragon Tribe. In his words, all the elders of the Black Dragon Tribe immediately came forward. As for the clan father... He Xu Bai, He is the clan father of the current Black Dragon tribe.
Here, Meng Hao, all the Yuanying monks of the Wushen tribe, all stepped forward, staying with each other, and after their blood as an alliance, according to the legend of West Desert, the ancestors of all monsters and totems swear, and follow the oath. Formation, the two tribes do not distinguish between primary and secondary!
A day later, after a simple rest, after the resources of the two sides complemented each other, Meng Hao, at a critical moment, can control the 70,000 monsters of the Black Dragon Tribe to fight. In this way, when needed, Meng Hao can have 240,000 monsters!
A black dragon, a war boat, whistling away in this mid-air.
This last journey takes only three months to cross and return, but it is these three months that will be the most difficult battle for most of the Black Dragon or the Wushen tribe!
In the first month, they experienced seven wars and encountered nine tribes. Almost every three or five days, they would encounter plundering tribes. It is still unprecedented.
The same is true for most of the black dragons. If it were not for the alliance of these two tribes, then in just one month, the black god and black dragon would each have lost more than half. , Because there are enough monsters to supplement, but most of the black dragons will be extremely difficult.
However, due to the alliance of the two tribes, this month's battle, although both sides were exhausted, the losses remained at a certain level.
Among them, there were three life-and-death battles, but thanks to Meng Hao's monster group, the reversal of the battle, at this moment, most of the black dragon monster group had been sent to Meng Hao unanimously, and was controlled by Meng Hao.
This kind of terrifying maneuverability shocked most of the people in Heilong, and at the same time it was even more exciting. Even Xu Bai was shocked by Meng Hao again. He didn't know what kind of dragon could do this. a little.
This month, despite the losses of both clansmen, Meng Hao’s place, but in this war, the monster group was even larger, and even because of Meng Hao’s characteristics, most of the black dragons took the initiative to cooperate and did not kill the enemy. Demon, so that Meng Hao's demon group has reached 300,000!
When the demons came out, it was earth-shattering!
Until the second month, they had gone through more than 20 battles. In two of them, they encountered the joint efforts of several plundering tribes, but under Meng Hao's terrifying monster group, they all plundered the tribe and destroyed it!
And Meng Hao's monster group has reached an astonishing... 400,000!
Four hundred thousand monsters, this is the land of West Desert. It is unprecedented. Even most of the spirit-slashing ancestors cannot have so many monsters. Because there is not so much control by the dragon, there are not so many people who can brand the aliens. , Even... The food of four hundred thousand monsters is enough to make a large part of Spirit Slayer be eaten alive and poorly in a short period of time.
In Meng Hao's monster group, the moment it reached 400,000, the war... became simpler. In the last month, they didn't even encounter hostile repairs, and went straight to the ink soil.
Even the demise of the Duannanguan Sea-Monster Clan did not cause the slightest disturbance.
But the more so, the more a sense of crisis appeared in Meng Hao's heart, and even Xu Bai gradually frowned and realized something was wrong, and the other Yuan Ying monks also felt it.
When all three months had passed after exiting from Duannan Pass, most of the Black Dragon and Wushen Tribe finally... saw Motu! !
The moment they saw Meng Hao and Xu Bai, as well as the tribesmen of both tribes, their expressions were extremely ugly.