In the Tianshui Tribe, not only the clan leader Lan Li, but also the high priest, Shenwei, and clan elders were all shrouded in this foul smell.
In just a moment, pustules began to appear on these people's bodies, their skin ulcerated, and their orifices began to bleed.
"ah!"
A series of screams came from the mouths of the monks from the Tianshui Tribe.
The monks from the nearby Crimson Fire Tribe, Barbarian Bull Tribe, and Kamikaze Tribe were stunned when they saw this scene.
"They...are they poisoned?"
Before anyone could react, the monks from the Tianshui Tribe turned into pus amidst screams and died without even ashes.
Only Lan Li barely resisted for a moment, and the "Tianshui Shenlong Jue" was running at full strength to help her wash away the toxins attached to the surface of her skin. However, those toxins had already penetrated into her body, and now they were still in the wind, crumbling.
"How could. How could this happen?"
Lan Li watched the tribesmen around him die one by one, with a look of disbelief on his face.
The blood blurred her eyes, but she still tried her best to look forward, and saw a pretty female nun wearing palace makeup, standing there with a smile, as if she was admiring her dying struggle.
"Lingyao."
Lan Li suddenly understood a lot.
Back then, when my love for Situ Wenlang became stronger, they had already made a lifelong commitment. In the end, there were many misunderstandings inexplicably, so that the two of them turned against each other, and Situ Wen even fell in love with her.
All turned to this woman.
Now that I think about it, it seems that this woman was involved in all the misunderstandings back then.
"Situ Wen, Situ Wen, it turns out that both of us have been plotted. You thought you were hugging a beautiful girl, but you didn't expect that it was a death charm."
Lan Li smiled bitterly, his face becoming paler and paler.
Thinking that he and Situ Wen had been fighting for so many years and wanted to take revenge on each other, but now that Situ Wen died in front of him, there was no pleasure of revenge in his heart, only a faint sadness.
Lan Li knew that this sadness was not only for Situ Wen, but also for himself.
The rabbit died and the fox was sad. At this moment, Lan Li was disheartened and had no desire to fight anymore.
She felt that the toxins in her body were getting stronger and stronger, and her strength was gradually disappearing. Her eyelids were so heavy that she didn't want to open them.
"So be it."
With the last thought flashing through his mind, Lan Li fell backwards, and his body, like other monks from the Tianshui tribe, quickly turned into pus and blood, and finally seeped into the ground.
With the death of Lan Li, a total of eight Jindan realm monks from the Tianshui tribe died completely, leaving no one alive.
When everyone present saw this scene, their faces changed drastically and they were extremely surprised.
"Lingyao, what are you doing?!" the high priest of the Wuying Tribe shouted sternly.
"You can deal with the Tianshui clan, but why did you even kill our own clan leader?" Someone else from the Wuying clan shouted.
"Haha, so what if you know? Didn't you send someone to spy on me some time ago?" Zheng Qiu said with a smile: "Yi Yin, you don't really think I'm afraid of you, do you? If it weren't for the fear of exposing my identity, it would affect today
Action, I have already taken action to send you on your way!"
"You are not the patriarch, who are you? Where is Patriarch Mu now?" Yi Yin asked in a deep voice.
"Tsk, tsk, you are indeed a high priest. If you still care about others, you should care about yourselves first!"
Zheng Qiu laughed, raised his hand and struck out with his palm. The spiritual power gathered in mid-air, forming a huge red palm print, covering everyone in the Stone Spirit Clan.
"Tongxuan Realm!"
Yi Yin's eyes widened, a look of disbelief on his face.
At this moment, Zheng Qiu's aura is no longer hidden at all, and he is clearly in the early stage of Tongxuan!
The red palm prints fell from the sky in a mighty force, overwhelming everyone. Faced with this overwhelming disparity in strength, everyone in the Stone Spirit Clan showed despair in their eyes.
"Langhuan Continent. Is the sky going to change?" Lin Yi muttered to himself with dull eyes, seemingly giving up resistance.
Just when the red palm prints were about to fall on everyone, Yi Yin's face changed again and again, and the right hand hidden in his sleeve suddenly made a magic spell.
The next moment, red palm prints fell.
Rumble!
In the loud noise, everyone was crushed into flying ashes, and their breath completely disappeared.
"Haha, goodbye, my 'compatriots' from the Stone Spirit Tribe!"
After Zheng Qiu laughed loudly, he looked back and saw that Lingyao and Qin Ming were also carrying out a one-sided massacre.
Because the shocking change happened so suddenly, no one could react. In just a moment, half of the more than 70 Jindan realm monks from the ten major tribes had been killed.
The remaining half of the monks also reacted at this time. Lingyao, Qin Ming and Mu Chunhua, these three are all monks in the Tongxuan Realm. They are like tigers entering the flock of sheep, and they are unable to resist them.
, the only option is to escape.
Brush! Brush! Brush!
At the critical moment, everyone ignored the rules of Langhuan Continent not to fly, so they all took advantage of the escape light and dispersed to escape.
However, how could Lingyao and others let them go? They saw Zheng Qiu flying into the air, making seals with his hands and muttering something in his mouth.
A circle of red halo, with him as the center, spread out in all directions, catching up with everyone in an instant.
These people's escape from light collectively failed, and they fell from mid-air inexplicably, with extremely horrified expressions on their faces.
"Run faster, I'm going to hunt you!" Qin Ming licked his lips, and his eyes actually showed excitement.
"They are just a bunch of pigs and dogs. Don't waste time, deal with them quickly, and then rush to the top of Longding Mountain. Don't let Tang Zhen escape!" Lingyao's voice rang in his ears.
"yes!"
Qin Ming seemed to be very afraid of Lingyao and did not dare to disobey her orders. He flashed and disappeared in an instant.
Soon, a series of screams came from the foot of Longding Mountain, but it was Qin Ming, the leader of the Panlong Tribe, holding a butcher knife, massacring the tribal chiefs, priests and elders who could not escape.
In less than half a cup of tea, the foot of Longding Mountain returned to calm again.
Blood all over the ground formed a shallow stream, telling the story of the tragic events that had just ended.
Qin Ming and Zheng Qiu both returned to Lingyao at this time.
Among the three, Lingyao was the most respected, while the other two fell behind her and did not dare to speak.
"There's no fish that slipped through the net, right?" Lingyao said slowly with his back to the two of them.
"No, all the pigs and dogs here have been cleaned up, and there is absolutely no one left alive." Qin Ming replied very firmly.
"Okay! Follow me up to Longding Mountain. Let's go meet the Shennong envoy and see how he breaks our game!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lingyao turned into a streak of yellow light, soaring upward into the sky, heading straight to the top of Longding Mountain.
Qin Ming and Zheng Qiu looked at each other, without hesitation, and turned into two rays of light, following closely behind Lingyao.
The top of Longding Mountain.
Liang Yan, Tang Zhen and the young monks from the ten major tribes were all trapped in a strange killing array.
In the mid-air, various colors of rays of light gathered, and killing moves continued to fall, hitting everyone's heads.
If Tang Zhen and Liang Yan hadn't joined forces to neutralize most of the power, the young monks from the ten major tribes would have been bleeding like rivers.
At this moment, these monks already knew about the existence of Ye Ming Sect and their conspiracy. Naturally, they were extremely grateful to Liang Yan and Tang Zhen.
But the crisis is not over yet. Since Huo Guang, Han Caidi and others sacrificed themselves one after another, this strange killing array exploded with great power in a short period of time. Even masters like Tang Zhen and Liang Yan were unable to do anything about it.
Break the formation in a short time.
While Tang Zhen was using his methods, he was also secretly sizing up Liang Yan. Watching the opponent's ultimate move to break the magic circle with the divine power of the Vajra, admiration gradually appeared in his eyes.
"What a trick, little brother! I wonder who you studied under and whose sect you are under?" Tang Zhen suddenly asked.
Liang Yan raised his brows, blocked the magic circle's killing move with a punch, and said calmly: "The crisis has not been resolved yet, and you are actually in the mood to ask about my origins."
After Tang Zhen heard this, he didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "Although this magic circle is powerful, no one controls it. Although the blood essence and blood sacrificed by Huo Guang and the others can increase the power of the magic circle in a short time, it only takes a cup of tea."
, this magic circle will weaken, and then we can go out."
"A cup of tea?"
Liang Yan shook his head and said slowly: "You are too optimistic. Do you think the person behind the plan will give us a cup of tea?"
"You mean?" Tang Zhen narrowed his eyes.
"coming!"
Liang Yan suddenly let out a low drink and turned his gaze to the distant mountains and forests.
Tang Zhen followed his gaze and found three rays of light coming from far and near, piercing the sky!
"Who is so unruly and dares to fly in the air in broad daylight?" Tang Zhen said with a gloomy face.
"Haha, you Shennong Mountain has set the rules. The 'Ye Ming Sect' doesn't follow this rule." Liang Yan smiled, with a strange look in his eyes.
Not long after, three rays of light came through the sky and landed in front of the magic circle.
"Qin Ming, Mu Chunhua?"
Tang Zhen naturally recognized the two men, they were the patriarchs of the Panlong Clan and the Shiling Clan respectively.
The young monks from these two clans were also overjoyed to see the heads of their clans.
"Chief, save us quickly!"
"Huo Guang is a traitor, they joined the Ye Ming Sect!"
"Yes, the Ye Ming Cult set up this situation and massacred the tribesmen just to provoke conflicts between Shennong Mountain and us!"
These young golden elixir realm monks talked to each other, and when they saw the head of their family, they were like seeing a savior, and they all asked for help.
However, Qin Ming and Mu Chunhua stood leisurely with their hands behind their backs, with a faint smile on their faces from beginning to end, and had no intention of helping.
"No need to shout, your clan leader has been replaced by someone a long time ago."
Liang Yan's voice made everyone's expressions change.
“Are you also a member of the ‘Ye Ming Cult’?”
Tang Zhen's face was gloomy. He glanced at the three people opposite him and found that their auras were profound and they were all in the Tongxuan realm! Especially the female cultivator in the middle, I remember that she seemed to be the dual cultivator of the Wuying clan leader, named Lingyao.
.
The strange thing is that this woman actually exudes the aura of the late Tongxuan!
"hehe."
Lingyao's eyes swept across the magic circle, and suddenly he smiled, a very sweet smile.
"Tang Zhen, let me ask you, how can you defeat our situation by yourself? It turns out that the variable is here." As soon as he finished speaking, Lingyao looked straight at Liang Yan, a light flashing in his eyes.
"It's him! Liang Zhidao!" Zheng Qiu recognized Liang Yan at a glance, and his face looked a little ugly.
"This little brother, it seems that you are pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger!" Lingyao said with a smile.
Thanks to: Boss Gangya for the 5,000-point reward!
