Chapter 61 Blood Debt and Blood Repayment
"What, there is still no news! It's been three days, three days, and two or three thousand people have been scattered along the river to search, but they can't see anyone alive, dead, corpses, a bunch of trash!"
In the Linggong Hall of Baihun’s tribe, General Manager Hong, who was sitting cross-legged there to heal his wounds, stood up suddenly and shouted loudly.
Bai Ce, the Daling Gong, who is always here, and Bai Feibao, the leader of the Baihun tribe, is as obedient as a grandson under the stern scolding of General Manager Hong.
Especially with that injury, it makes it even more miserable.
"Look, continue to search, you have to see people in your life, and you have to see corpses when you die! Send your tribe's soul warrior to step onto the Hunjiang River to search. Don't you know how important this pillar of the Geshan tribe is to us and how important it is?" General Manager Hong roared.
Hearing this order, Bai Ce's face suddenly turned into a bitter melon, and his voice was filled with bitterness. "Master General Manager, the only ten soul warriors in my clan have all been sent out!"
"There are only ten soul warriors in your Baihun tribe? Bai Ce, do you think I'm stupid or are you playing..." Halfway through the words, the angry Mr. Hong suddenly interrupted his voice, as if he remembered something.
The face of the Great Spirit Duke Bai Ce was even more bitter, and there was almost a hint of crying in his voice: "Master Hong, when the day attacked the Geshan tribe, the soul warriors of our clan suffered a lot. Later, the old thief Lin E burned the war soul and used the secret method of detonating spiritual power. That scene..."
Listening to the scene three days ago by Da Ling Gong Bai Ce, General Manager Hong and Bai Feibao's body trembled at the same time. The scene that seemed to be like hell on earth seemed to appear before them again.
Bang!
When the spiritual light around Lin E was soaring to the extreme, it suddenly exploded.
In this sky before dawn, there are like the brightest fireworks.
But under the most brilliant fireworks, there are fears that countless people cannot describe.
Bai Ce and Bai Feibao's roar were completely covered by the sound of the fireworks explosion.
Even if there were a few of the Baihun tribes who were surrounded by Bai Ce and surrounded to the altar, their cleverness was only half a breath later than the others.
The terrifying spiritual explosion pushed directly into all directions, shattering all the trees, rocks, or flesh.
After the brilliant fireworks, it is a ghost domain that is enough to make people crazy!
The approaching warriors of the Baihun tribe, even the soul warriors of the Baihun tribe, turned into flesh rain at this moment, fluttering from the sky.
At the moment Lin E detonated, the only thing Bai Ce could do was to pull Bai Feibao back more than ten meters, and then enjoy the bloody rain falling from the sky, as if he was dumbfounded...
Looking at the miserable flesh and blood in the audience, General Manager Hong couldn't help but shudder.
The next moment, Bai Feibao, the leader of the Baihun tribe, suddenly fell to the ground, beating the minced meat falling from the sky, and burst into tears. Among them, there were his son, relatives, and the flesh and blood of his tribe...
With Lin E's explosion, his Baihun tribe lost more than 80% of the elite troops that attacked the Geshan tribe.
With Lin E's explosion, he knew that the strength of Baihun's tribe had instantly retreated for a hundred years. What's worse was that the pillar of the country that he was struggling to pursue had not yet been obtained.
The moment he accepted this tragedy, the half-black hair of Da Ling Gong Bai Ce was instantly white, and in an instant, Bai Ce became dozens of years older.
At this moment, a trace of regret climbed into Bai Ce's heart like a poison, and regretted it all the way!
"This old thief Lin E, I will ruin my good deeds. I will... I will..." Shaking his head vigorously. Manager Hong tried his best to get rid of the hellish scene three days ago. He swears and wants to curse something, but he can't curse it.
Lin E died and the entire Geshan tribe had moved. What else could he do?
Silence, dead silence.
"Prepare for me. I haven't got the Li Guozhu. I must rush back as soon as possible and let the Duke prepare early!" After a long silence, General Manager Hong took the lead in breaking the silence.
As soon as this statement came out, Bai Ce and Bai Feibao's faces changed at the same time, because they heard the meaning of giving up from General Manager Hong's words, and the above was about to give up their Baihun tribe.
"General Manager Hong, we will send additional personnel to find it. It is possible to find the National Pillar. Please give us some more time." Bai Feibao said anxiously.
The patriarch Bai Feibao understood that once the person above gave up their Baihun tribe, their Baihun tribe would have no hope at all. In the future, they would have to struggle hard to survive like the previous Baihun tribes.
Bai Ce's face turned dark. It's been three days, and it's been three days. The possibility of finding Jiang Cheng is slim.
The biggest possibility is that Jiang Cheng was swallowed by the monsters in the Hun River and died directly in the Hun River. The pillar of the country they had been planning for a long time was permanently left in the Hun River.
But despite understanding this result, Bai Ce still bowed to General Manager Hong and said, "General Manager Hong, please give us some more time!"
Manager Hong also saw what the two meant and hurriedly comforted him: "Don't worry, even if there is no national pillar or if there is any action in the future, the Duke will always use your Baihun tribe."
"Start up the search, no matter whether you are alive or alive, please notify me immediately when there is news!" After throwing this sentence, General Manager Hong left with pain all over his body.
Lin E's self-destruction caused him and Bai Ce to suffer serious injuries.
"Cough cough..." Seeing General Manager Hong leave, Bai Ce couldn't help but cough: "Flying Bao, keep looking. In addition to the injured, all the people left in the Geshan tribe were also allowed to monitor them.
I guess if Jiang Cheng could get ashore alive, the first place he wanted to go after the showdown would definitely be Geshanmen."
"Yes, grandpa!"
Bai Feibao responded, then walked out with great strides. When he was about to go out, he asked, "Donald Ling, are we... wrong..."
When asked this, Bai Feibao's heart was bleeding.
More than 20 soul warriors and thousands of warriors died in battle, but nothing was found!
Looking at the overall situation, it seems that their Baihun tribe has become the biggest loser! Even the Geshan tribe has also preserved most of its tribe members.
Bai Ce, who was old, sighed softly: "No matter whether it is right or wrong, what we can do now is to continue to persevere! Some paths, if we go... we can't turn back..."
After the war, more than 20 strong Baihun warriors were trembling with coldness behind the stone wall.
Even though my body was covered with layers of animal skins found from the Geshan tribe, there was still not much heat on this cold morning.
"This ghost weather is almost frozen to death. Is it possible to make a fire?" As I stamped my feet, a Baihun tribe member asked two tribe members in good condition.
That person was the soul warrior who was left here by Bai Hun's tribe, and the only remaining warriors from the eighth level of Chengen realm in the Bai Hun tribe, almost all of them were concentrated here.
It was not found on the river surface, and Baihun's tribe could only focus heavily on the Geshan tribe.
Baitou shook his head firmly: "The clan leader has given a death order. If Jiang Cheng cannot be found in Hunjiang, then this will be the last hope of our tribe!"
Seeing the two leaders refuse, the Baihun people sucked their noses, "That bastard, whether you are dead or alive, come out quickly. I am full of corpses and broken arms. I don't have a day..."
Halfway through his words, when he turned his head and looked outside, he suddenly trembled, pointed to the figure suddenly appeared in the distance, and said tremblingly: "Human, head, someone, someone is here!"
The next moment, everyone stood up instantly!
The altar in Geshan tribe that was only half left, a young man with a bag on his back was packing and in a mess, was cleaning up what he identified, and dragging the identified corpse aside from time to time.
The moment he turned around, a hunter from Baihun tribe couldn't help but screamed: "It's him, it's him, I recognize him, this guy is Jiang Cheng!"
More than twenty Baihun tribe members immediately showed unconcealed eyes. Unexpectedly, this guy who was involved in the life and death of the tribe was really waiting for them.
"What should I do? I will immediately send people to the tribe to inform Ling Gong and the clan leader?" a hunter suggested.
"Notification? Have you forgotten the order from Ling Gong? Besides, it will take one day to go to the tribe, and God knows if this guy will leave the road. The clan leader said that if we can't get the treasure on this guy, our Baihun tribe will be completely finished from now on!"
"What should I do? Go and siege? This guy once killed Xiao Linggong with Ge Xiong with all his might, and even more ruined Feng Zhanyuan!"
"So what, I'm just a warrior at the seventh level of Chengen Realm! We now have four soul warriors at the eighth level of Chengen Realm! You don't think the clan leader put us four soul warriors at the eighth level of Chengen Realm here to watch the wind, right?"
After a few arguments, these people made a decision in an instant!
"Go ahead, you surround the arrows and attack us four of us close to attack. We must take this guy down! For the sake of the tribe!"
"For the tribe!"
The moment the roar sounded, more than twenty figures suddenly rushed out from behind the stone wall, spreading and rushing towards Jiang Cheng in a surround.
Jiang Cheng's body suddenly paused, and a low and invisible murmur sounded: "Blood debt, it's time to pay for it..."
Chapter completed!