A burst of wild laughter came from the wild world in the distance. The laughter was so deafening that the ears of everyone standing on the city wall seemed like thunder.
Black air like a line of sky rolled in, and finally gathered together outside Tianyuan City, converging into an old man with dark skin, a white beard, and an ugly face.
"Old Monster Sang, what's your name?" Mo Jianli saw this person appearing and said unceremoniously with a glare.
The person who came was none other than Sang Laoguai, a Mahayana strongman from the Yaksha tribe.
"Mo Jianli, Ao Xiao, you two are finally willing to come out of this turtle shell. When we attacked Tianyuan City hundreds of years ago, neither of you showed up. I thought you both died somewhere.
It's over!" The Mahayana of the Yaksha tribe sneered and said unceremoniously.
Hearing these words, the expressions of everyone on the city wall suddenly changed. The combined monks from the human and demon races all felt anger rising in their hearts, but they dared not speak out in anger.
How respected are Mo Jianli and Ao Xiao in their hearts, how could they allow others to insult them at will?
But the person in front of him was also a powerful Mahayana man, and the monks from all the surrounding races were frightened by him. Therefore, although these combined monks were angry, they did not dare to show any abnormality, lest they would be targeted by the other party.
"Old ghost Sang, do you want to compete with me again?" Mo Jianli looked angry, took a step forward and shouted coldly.
"Hehehe, Mr. Mo, I really want to compete with you, but unfortunately the evil tribulation is about to come. I think you are going to die in the evil tribulation, so I don't even need to do anything!" Old Monster Sang said unceremoniously.
"If you two tribes cannot stop the evil calamity, then this land must have a share of our Yaksha tribe. The monks of your two tribes, especially these beautiful women, hey, there are some people in my tribe who have been waiting for a long time!" Sang Sang
The old monster's eyes swept over the beautiful women on the city wall.
Such malicious glances immediately made those women lose their beauty and look pale.
If a Mahayana-level being really targets them, they will not dare to step out of Tianyuan City in the future.
"Old Monster Sang, are you here just to talk nonsense?" At this time, Ao Xiao glanced coldly and said to the Yaksha Mahayana.
Hearing Ao Xiao speak, the Yaksha Mahayana boy shrank slightly, but his expression remained arrogant and he said unceremoniously:
"Ao Gui, I heard that you almost failed to survive the great catastrophe before, and your vitality was severely injured. I wonder if your injuries have been healed now?"
"Wouldn't you know if I've healed my injury? Just saying it won't help. Why don't you let me weigh it and see how much you've grown over the years?"
Ao Xiao took a step forward, his palms glowed with silver light, and he said as if he was ready to go.
The combined monks of the human and demon races on the city wall couldn't help but groan inwardly when they saw this scene.
The smell of gunpowder is so strong when they meet, can this plan of joining forces between various ethnic groups still succeed?
There is a blood feud between the two tribes of humans and monsters and the surrounding tribes. After all, they have been fighting each other for nearly a million years, and there have been countless wars.
Who hasn’t had several friends and relatives die at the hands of these aliens?
Usually once they enter the wilderness, when people from these ethnic groups meet, they will inevitably fight for life and death, and there is no way to live in peace.
The same is almost the same between Ao Xiao, Mo Jianli and Sang Laogui of the Yasha tribe. Although they are not going to decide whether to live or die as soon as they meet, they have fought against each other more than ten times.
Who has what ability and strength? These Mahayana people are all very clear in their hearts. Ao Xiao's strength naturally makes the Mahayana people of the surrounding races more fearful.
But to be afraid, Old Ghost Sang is not very afraid of Ao Xiao now. According to the information from the traitor planted by the Yasha clan among the human race, this old ghost really tortured him during the last great catastrophe.
It's hard to say how much strength he still has now. It's probably not at his peak anyway.
In this case, there is no need to be so afraid of him. What's more, with the current strength of the Yasha clan, there is no need to be afraid of anyone.
Looking at the two people in front of him, Sang Laogui sneered in his heart. Over the years, the Yasha clan has become the strongest among the surrounding clans.
Perhaps we can use this calamity to weaken these small tribes, and then take the opportunity to annex one or two of them.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the Yaksha tribe.
As for the demonic calamity?
Someone had told him long ago that it was impossible for demon monks to gain a foothold in Feng Yuan Continent, so he didn't need to worry too much.
"What? Old Ghost Sang, if you haven't taken action yet, is it because you are afraid of me?" Ao Xiao shouted coldly.
"Huh, Ao Xiao! How can I be afraid of you? Since you want to take action, I will accompany you, but don't let me expose your external strongman and your internal coward!"
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As Old Ghost Sang spoke, his whole body was filled with black energy, as if he really wanted to go forward and fight.
"Haha, okay, okay, Old Ghost Sang, you are going to fight Ao Xiao. This is a grand event that has not happened in thousands of years. It's just time for me to see what Ao Xiao's strength is!"
A loud laugh sounded from a distance, followed by a flash of green light, and appeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.
This is an old man with a majestic face, wearing green clothes and tall.
The Great Elder of the Wood Clan!
Seeing this person appear, Old Ghost Sang of the Yasha Clan seemed to be afraid, and his aura froze slightly, but he was not in a hurry to take action.
And Ao Xiao only flashed the silver light on his hand without actually making a move, and looked at the newly appeared Mahayana with cold eyes.
"Monster Mu, I heard that you were seriously injured by an unknown strong man some time ago. Is this true?" Old Ghost Sang rolled his eyes and suddenly began to sneer at the great elder of the Mu clan.
As soon as he heard what he said, the expression of the great elder of the Wood Clan suddenly changed and became extremely ugly. How could he feel better when he was exposed in front of his face?
He looked over with cold eyes: "Okay, very good, I didn't expect you, Mr. Sang, to have planted spies into our Wood Clan!"
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"Brother Mu actually encountered something like this. It's really pitiful. The calamity is so fierce. Brother Mu must be careful next time!" Mo Jianli reminded with a kind face.
"Hmph, Mr. Mo, do you think you will be better off if you meet that mysterious strong man? As far as I know, that man is still wandering around our tribes. You'd better be careful.
!" The great elder of the Wood Clan said with an indifferent expression.
Upon hearing this, everyone present's expressions suddenly changed.
Having such a strong man wandering around would really make it difficult for people to sleep or eat well.
"Ahem, fellow Taoists, we are here to talk about cooperation and jointly deal with the disaster. Let's put aside the grievances of the past!" An old and peaceful voice sounded.
Immediately afterwards, an old man wearing white clothes, with white hair and white beard and a peaceful face quietly appeared in front of everyone.
The moment they saw this person, a trace of fear flashed across the eyes of the four Mahayana clans present.
The Spirit King of the Spirit Tribe!
This old monster is probably the most mysterious among the surrounding groups.
There have always been legends among various tribes that the spiritual kings of the spiritual tribe are actually the same person, an old monster who has lived for millions of years.
If this is really the case, then this person's strength is extremely terrifying and unpredictable.
Although no one has ever been able to prove this rumor, King Ling did not show particularly strong strength when he usually fought against Mo Jianli and the others.
In all his performances, he was a decent Mahayana man, but this did not dispel other people's fear of him.
Now, after the Spirit King appeared, his words immediately dissipated a lot of the smell of gunpowder, making the faces of these Mahayana men become dull.
"Fellow Daoist Spirit King is finally here. Fellow Daoists from the Shadow Clan, please come out as well. Next we should talk about fighting against the demonic calamity!" Ao Xiao suddenly looked in a certain direction in the distance.
After he finished speaking, the light and shadow suddenly distorted in the sky, and a thin shadow appeared, transparent and almost invisible.
"Fellow Daoist Ao's eyes are still so powerful. It seems that the rumors about the loss of Daoist friend's strength may not be true!" Such a voice came from the phantom.
"Haha, whatever my strength is, fellow Taoists will naturally realize it during the Demonic Tribulation. For the sake of fairness, let's find a place outside Tianyuan City to discuss this matter!" Ao Xiao said in a calm voice.
As the Mahayana of several tribes arrived, the tense atmosphere just now disappeared. Old ghost Sang of the Yasha tribe, who had been rude from the beginning, also laughed, as if he had never been so domineering before.
It was as if the person he was before and the person he is now were two completely different people.
"I have a Tianqing Palace here. I rarely use it. Today it is just used to entertain fellow Taoists. Let's have a good discussion here!" King Ling said, with a flash of light on his hand, and a miniature palace appeared.
blue palace.
He threw the palace outward, and the palace immediately turned into a blue ball of light and flew high into the sky. Then it quickly grew in size and turned into a huge thing, suspended in the sky outside Tianyuan City.
"In this palace, no matter what we discuss or what agreement we reach, we don't have to worry about outsiders knowing about it!" King Ling stroked his long beard and said with a smile.
"Okay, it's time to have a serious talk. No matter what kind of hatred there is, let's wait until the tribulation is over before talking about it!" The great elder of the Wood Clan laughed, and immediately turned into a ray of blue light and flew towards the palace.
An appearance of no scruple.
Seeing this, the other people were not to be outdone and flew towards the palace one after another.
There are so many people, even if the Spirit King wants to play some tricks, they are not afraid!
In the blink of an eye, all the six Mahayana races that appeared here disappeared into the palace.
On the city wall, there was only a group of fused monks waiting quietly.
After a moment, someone sighed: "Hundreds of years ago, the allied forces of the Yaksha, Shadow and Wood tribes came to attack Tianyuan City, causing countless casualties to our two tribes!"
"Now, we are shaking hands and making peace. We and other tribes even have to send reinforcements to each other. The situation is changing like this!"
"This is the general trend. It has to be like this. I don't know what will happen after the demonic tribulation. The Yasha clan is getting stronger and stronger now!"
"The number of fused monks of the Yaksha clan is almost as much as that of our human and demon clans. This clan has the ambition to impact the middle-level clans, so naturally they are eyeing us and other clans!"
"Fortunately, there is only one Mahayana in the Yaksha tribe, otherwise the situation would not be optimistic!"
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While these people were discussing, deep in the wilderness outside Tianyuan City, a giant man wearing black armor was walking through a dense forest.
Black light flashed all over its body, with a teasing smile on its face. It folded its arms and flew forward unhurriedly, as if a cat was playing with a mouse, looking at a hurriedly fleeing figure in front of it.
The person who escaped was a man with a green light all over his body. He looked like a monk from the Wood Clan who was in the middle stage of integration.
At this moment, the man had a look of horror on his face and ran away, while still shouting: "King Black Owl, if you kill me, the great elder of our clan will never spare you if he finds out!"
"Hey, the great elder of your clan can't even protect himself. Do you think he dares to deal with me? Now that the calamity is coming, even if he knows about it, he can only swallow it!" The giant man said nonchalantly, his eyes full of teasing.
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"You Yaksha clan have hidden ambitions. If the surrounding clans find out, they will definitely unite to destroy your clan!" the Wood clan monk shouted with a fierce look on his face.
"Threatening me? If I kill you, who will know that I have advanced to Mahayana?" The black-armored man sneered.
As if he had lost his patience, he reached out and grabbed the Wood Clan monk from a distance, and a black unicorn shadow flew out of his hand and rushed towards the Wood Clan monk.
The Wood Clan monk burst out with a rich green light and fought back.
But...in the blink of an eye, a scream rang out, and the man's body fell from the sky. As soon as Nascent Soul Officer flew out, he was swallowed by the black unicorn shadow.
"You have only been cultivating for eight thousand years and you have entered the middle stage of integration. Hey, how can you, the peerless genius of the Wood Clan, allow you to continue to grow!" Looking at the fallen corpse, the black-armored giant sneered.
"Brother Sang really came up with a good idea. While they are gathering to discuss important matters and are not at home, I, the hidden Mahayana, can take advantage of this opportunity to hunt down these geniuses from all races!"
"Hey, the devil's calamity is about to come. These people are also anxious, and they have entered the wilderness to look for resources. They want to further enhance their strength, but I happened to catch them!"
"Anyway, a mysterious strong man appeared in this area recently. Killing these people will just be able to frame that person. No one knows what happened!"
"I heard that a genius has appeared in the human race recently, and the rumors are very mysterious. Please don't let me meet you, otherwise... haha!" The black-armored giant man smiled coldly, with various thoughts in his mind.
Killing more geniuses from various races will reduce some resistance when the Yasha clan annexes surrounding clans in the future.
After quickly cleaning up the body of the Wood Clan genius, the black-armored giant flashed and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Wandering in the wilderness, he continues to implement the Yaksha clan's plan!