Although it is a dragon corpse formed by resentment, it has already developed sanity after so many years in Shiwanda Mountain, and its sanity is no weaker than that of humans.
So Dragon Corpse knew that he and his subordinates were being played by this Li Renlong.
Li Renlong had spent everything he had in this battle, and the Jiuli tribe could no longer stay in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. How could there be any means to trap it after the war
Wu Yan stared at the direction of Li Renlong for a moment, and the dragon corpse flew towards the distant sky with a group of fire dragons that had become refined from magma.
Although Li Renlong plotted against him, the dragon corpse had no complaints against Li Renlong...
Hundreds of thousands of mountains have already flowed into rivers of blood, and in the pouring rain, the heaven and earth are filled with the smell of blood.
The clan members put away their dull mood, began to treat their companions, and packed their bags.
Although this battle killed one hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals of the Pseudo Heaven, the Jiuli Formation was completely destroyed.
In such a war situation, how can the Pseudo-Heaven of the Zhi Clan give up and give up
I believe it won’t be long before the Clan’s Pseudo Heavenly Court will prepare for the second wave of attacks on Shiwandashan. Today's Jiuli tribe no longer has the strength to face the next battle.
While everyone was preparing, Li Mo took the elders of the Jiuli tribe and other strong men from the Immortal Realm in the village to choose a resting place for Li Renlong.
That is Feng Yuwei's Phoenix Underground Palace. Without a map, no one else can enter. After all, the map is the key.
Li Renlong is buried here, and everyone is relieved.
Today, in the Jiuli Tribe, there are only about twenty powerful people from the Earthly Immortal Realm left.
There are only four of the nine elders of the Presbyterian Church left.
Dongfang Yibai, Li Mo, Li Xue and Lu Zhan. So even if we win this station, the casualties will be heavy.
"Grandpa, rest in peace. I have left with my tribe in the past few days. But don't worry, when the Jiuli tribe stands on the top of the world, we will definitely win you back. Let's take a look!"
Li Mo knew that Li Renlong's greatest wish in his life was to lead the Jiuli tribe to fight out of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
Even when he was young, Li Renlong took this as his life goal.
But when Li Renlong sat in this position, he realized that the goal was so difficult.
The crowd knelt on their knees, kowtowed three times to Li Renlong, and then hurried out following Li Mo.
The former Lingxiao Mountain has disappeared and been replaced by flat land.
Meng Zhentian and other powerful men from the Nightmare Clan are waiting here. Kneeling in front of them are the prisoners of the Pseudo Heaven.
One hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals, and as many as five thousand prisoners. Compared with the Jiuli tribe where everyone dared to fight to the death, the gap was not that big.
"Dad, what should they do?"
Pointing to those pseudo-heavenly strong men who have sealed their cultivation and are surrounded by the strong men of the Jiuli tribe. Dandan asked Meng Zhentian.
"killed."
Meng Zhentian didn't even look at the prisoners, and gave bloody orders in a calm and scary tone.
"Ah... don't kill me!"
"I surrender!"
“…”
Hearing Meng Zhentian's words, the more than 5,000 prisoners in front suddenly started crying and shouting.
Since they can surrender, they naturally want to survive.
The bursts of howling made Meng Zhentian upset, and he scolded
"Are you surrendering? I'm afraid you will defect when the battle begins!"
Just because they don’t believe them, letting them go back also increases the strength of the pseudo-heaven. So Meng Zhencai decided to kill them.
"No! We will never defect before the battle..."
At this time, the voice of a strong man from the Centaur tribe caught Meng Zhentian's eyes.
"Lord Meng Zhentian, spare my life! I have something big to report!"
"Father?"
Noticing Meng Zhentian's gaze, Dandan asked.
Meng Zhentian didn't speak, just nodded.
Then, the strong man from the Centaur tribe was picked up by two strong men from the Nightmare tribe.
Although this strong man has the cultivation level of the late Earth Fairy Realm, his cultivation level is blocked and he cannot even defeat the guards of the Nightmare Clan.
"I remember your name is Ma Yuan, right?"
Meng Zhentian looked at Ma Yuan and asked.
That sharp gaze made Ma Yuan's body tremble, and then Ma Yuan hurriedly nodded in response.
"Yes, the younger one is Ma Yuan, the second elder of the Centaur tribe."
This time, the strongest person from the Pseudo-Heaven Centaur and Horse Clan led the team was Ma Yuan, but the Centaur and Horse Clan's combat power was average. There are no strong people from the Celestial Realm in this battle, so they are a bit lost in the crowd.
In this battle, the centaurs and horses could not make any waves.
"Say it."
Not interested in talking to Ma Yuan, Meng Zhentian asked lightly.
"this… "
Ma Yuan hesitated for a moment and asked anxiously, "That, I said. Can you please spare my life?"
Meng Zhentian frowned, "You are not qualified to bargain with me."
As soon as the voice fell, the two Nightmare guards behind Ma Yuan immediately stepped forward and held Ma Yuan down.
Then, two other guards picked up their spears. Before Ma Yuan could resist, two spears pierced into Ma Yuan's calf with a hiss, bleeding, and nailed Ma Yuan to the ground.
"ah!"
Ma Yuan suddenly hunched over on the ground in pain, roared, and was sweating profusely.
It has to be said that Ma Yuan, the second elder of the Centaur tribe, is indeed not as strong as Ma Dongfeng, the first elder of the Centaur tribe.
"I said, I said."
Ma Yuan hurriedly shouted, "Emperor of Heaven... Even if you, the Nightmare Tribe, will send out elites to assist the Jiuli Tribe, so when we attack the Jiuli Tribe, a team of people will already attack the Nightmare City."
The severe pain made Ma Yuan's tone tremble and weak.
"father!"
Listening to Ma Yuan's words, Dandan's expression suddenly changed.
Dandan did not expect that the Spider Clan Heavenly Court had just been established and that the Spider Ancestor would have the confidence to divide his troops and fight!
"It doesn't matter."
Meng Zhentian's face was sullen, and his expression did not change at all.
"Three of the four major forces in Zhongzhou participated in the Pseudo Heavenly Court. So at that time, my father and ancestors studied it. If the Pseudo Heavenly Court really attacks our Nightmare City, all the direct descendants of the Nightmare Clan will go into the secret realm to hide, and the secret realm will become a world of its own. It can provide our people with a long life to wait for the counterattack."
There is no way, the pseudo-heavenly court established by Zhu Zu is really too powerful. It is so powerful that even the Nightmare clan has to avoid its edge and cannot fight to the death with it.
"Direct clan members? What about those branches?"
Dandan's face was pale and he had a bad feeling.
Meng Zhentian looked silent, "Death in battle or surrender."
"Dad! The secret realm of our Nightmare Tribe is so big, why don't we let all the tribe members enter the secret realm!"
After letting his tribesmen die in vain, Dandan immediately quit.
Meng Zhentian looked at Dandan seriously and said solemnly
"Yichen, you have to remember. Those who do great things must not be soft-hearted! Zuzu's methods cannot be underestimated. Otherwise, how could Yuxiao, who is inferior to one person in the Jiuli tribe and outnumbers ten thousand people, betray the Jiuli tribe?"
"Over the years that the Nightmare Tribe has developed, there are many more branch tribesmen than direct tribesmen. There is a mixed bag of fish and dragons. If we bring them in, we won't be able to guarantee that some of them will secretly defect to the ancestors.
Once the secret realm is exposed, it will be the day when our nightmare clan will be exterminated! "
How could Meng Zhentian be willing to let some tribesmen die in vain if he was not in his position and did not seek political advice
But for the Nightmare Clan, this is the only way to do it.
(End of chapter)