Because the day when the seal was opened was approaching, Ren Cangqiong did not dare to waste time. He and Xiao Bai almost drove all the way to the edge of the wild land. The twelve personal guards under him were like shadows, trying their best to hide their identities.
The shape is protected by the sky.
These twelve Taoist guards armed with wooden phoenix-feather divine bows were even more astounding at their hidden lethality.
From a long distance away, Ren Cangqiong could smell the strong smell of blood exuding from the wild land. Looking from a distance, battle flags were scattered all over the ground, burning wolf smoke shrouded it like a heavy fog, and countless corpses could be vaguely seen.
Layers upon layers, densely packed.
Judging from the appearance and clothing alone, Ren Cangqiong can tell that this is the corpse after the battle between the barbarian tribe and the demon tribe.
According to the past practice of the demon clan, if one of their own died in battle, they would take back the body. But this time they did not have time to deal with the body that died outside the wilderness. It seems that the Shengyuan Dragon King is really in a hurry!
Ren Cangqiong did not dare to delay, and he rushed all the way into the wilderness.
The further he walked in, the more Ren Cangqiong frowned, and the bloody smell and corpses around him became more and more exaggerated. If he hadn't been flying with Xiaobai Yukong, he would have slipped on his feet. Because the ground was almost covered with blood.
The blood is stained red, and there is almost no place to stay.
"This damn monster beast will not spare even the elderly and babies." Ren Cangqiong frowned. He saw the miserable old women and children who died, and thought of the moments before his rebirth, and felt a surge of anger in his heart.
It burned fiercely.
Even Xiaobai felt it was terrible and shouted angrily: "These low-level demon clan have simply disgraced my demon clan."
Xiao Bai is an ancient divine beast, but he is also a member of the demon clan. However, he looks down on the behavior of this group of demon clan in the Poseidon Realm. It is really cruel and inhumane.
The place was filled with mourners and smoke everywhere. It was devastated after the war, and it looked like hell. Obviously, in order to achieve his own goal, the Holy Yuan Dragon King accelerated the pace of his conquests, and the methods he used were naturally quite cruel.
Ren Cangqiong and Xiaobai were flying all the way, and the tribe on the edge of the first level suddenly encountered a sneak attack.
Countless arrows fell down like a rain of arrows, covering the ground.
Ren Cangqiong rolled up his sleeves, and a violent aura suddenly hit him, and the long rain of arrows floated down like powder.
"Stop, this is not the entry of the demon clan, stop it quickly." A slightly familiar voice said loudly.
Soon, the bow and arrow attack suddenly stopped, and Ren Cangqiong also secretly signaled to the twelve personal guards not to act rashly, because he could feel that the opponent was not a demon tribe's army.
"The sky has entered... is that you?" The other party's voice was a little hesitant and a little unbelievable.
Seeing the way the other party called him, Ren Cangqiong immediately guessed the other party's true identity. He asked softly: "Chief Cheng, is that you?"
A group of horses came out. Their clothes were ragged and covered in blood. It was obvious that they had been fighting.
Although Cheng Fengxian is the leader of the clan, he is in an extremely embarrassed state at this moment. The chief war god of their Fengyu tribe, Bayao, is also covered in blood.
This team entered the horse race, but no one was uninjured.
"Chief Cheng, you were attacked by the demon tribe. How are the casualties and how many are left alive?" Ren Cangqiong asked aloud.
Mentioning this, Cheng Fengxian's eyes turned red: "The sky is huge, and there are too many monster tribes. Our tribe on the first level has basically died. Except for the rest of us, there is no one left alive. If it weren't for the Holy Yuan Dragon King,
In order to advance quickly and have no intention of entangled with us, I am afraid that I will not be able to see the sky coming in now."
Because the Fengyu tribe was basically destroyed, Cheng Fengxian's eyes were gloomy. Looking at the familiar figures of clan members or relatives and friends among the corpses around him, he was at a loss as to what to do, as if the world had collapsed.
"Chief Cheng, now is not the time to be sad. As long as your clan is not completely wiped out, it proves that there is still a trace of fire left." Ren Cangqiong wanted to cheer up Cheng Fengxian, so he couldn't help but give strong medicine, "As a clan, you
If you can't cheer up with all your strength, who can you expect from your subordinates? This is not like the brave and fighting savage tribe I know."
Being scolded by Ren Cangqiong, Cheng Fengxian felt as if he was enlightened, and his dim eyes suddenly burst into life. He quickly cupped his hands and said: "Cangqiong Dagu, your demon-killing deeds have been heard by us even in the wilderness.
, it is also said that the various tribes of the barbarians have good stories. If the great force of the sky can take action, the barbarians can be saved, the barbarians can be saved!"
After saying that, Cheng Fengxian immediately knelt down, and behind him, Bayao and the remaining clan members knelt down one by one, with expressions of piety and pleading.
"Chief Cheng, please get up. The demon clan's chaos has brought disaster to the world. As human beings, we naturally have the responsibility to join forces to resist without distinction between each other." Ren Cangqiong helped Cheng Fengxian and asked, "But, I have to
Let’s first find out how long it will take for the demon army to advance from the first level?”
"It has been three days." Cheng Fengxian said, "Because we are on the first level of the wilderness and are slightly weaker, the demon army almost entered the second level with a crushing force."
Ren Cangqiong nodded. According to the calculation in his mind and the judgment of the resistance strength of each level of the wilderness, he frowned. The large army of the Holy Yuan Dragon King was probably about to attack the seventh level at this moment.
I don't know how long King Suzaku and his four major families can resist.
The Savage Land is different from the humans. They have outstanding individual strength, but they don't do much research on restrictions and magic circles. Facing the most elite army in the Poseidon Territory, the situation is not optimistic.
"I hope King Suzaku and the others can resist for a longer time, otherwise it will be too late." Ren Cangqiong said to Cheng Fengxian, "Chief Cheng, according to my speculation, Shengyuan Dragon King's army is just pursuing speed and reaching the seventh level of the wilderness quickly, so
There will be many remnants along the way. I hope you can gather these remnants, which can be regarded as a force that cannot be underestimated."
"The demon clan and our clan have never shared the same hatred, and they will definitely be killed soon. The sky has given the order, and it is your duty to accept the order." Cheng Fengxian accepted the order in danger, so naturally he would not refuse.
Moreover, the chief was also holding back his energy at this moment, wanting to kill a few more demon clan members to vent his hatred.
As he was leaving, General Cheng Fengxian suddenly said: "In the sky, I heard that the Phoenix Feather Divine Wood you needed was used to make bows and arrows for hunting monsters. The previous transaction made me very ashamed. So this time I will use the Phoenix Feather to make bows and arrows for hunting monsters."
By sending all the Phoenix Feather Sacred Trees from the tribe, it can be regarded as borrowing the help of Cang Qiong to kill more monsters for our tribe. We can also do something within our power for those dead tribe members."
After saying that, Cheng Feng waved his hand first, took a large box from his subordinate, and handed it over solemnly, "The sky is big, there are a total of twenty Feng Yu logs and three hundred Feng Yu sacred trees. Please don't refuse.
, this is our Fengyu tribe’s only hope for revenge.”
Seeing Cheng Fengxian's determination, Ren Cangqiong was not pretentious. He nodded: "Chief Cheng, I have accepted these phoenix feather sacred trees. After I go back this time, I will definitely put these sacred trees with the power of faith into the phoenix feather tribe."
, made into a sharp weapon for killing monsters."
After Cheng Fengxian heard Ren Cangqiong's promise, he seemed to have accomplished something on his mind. He took a distant look at the Phoenix Feather Sacred Tree that had been destroyed by the demon clan's brutality, gritted his teeth, and advanced directly into the interior of the wilderness, following Ren Cangqiong's instructions.
Ordered to integrate the surviving remnants and gather in the inner reaches of the wilderness.
After putting away these phoenix feather sacred trees, Ren Cangqiong said to Xiaobai: "It can't be delayed without further delay. We need to hurry up and we can't let the Saint Yuan Ancestor succeed."
Without saying a word, Xiaobai climbed into the sky, waving his wings and flying like lightning.
As he hurriedly and slowly hurried along, Ren Cangqiong frowned. Everywhere he passed was devastated and corpses lay everywhere. The tyranny of the demon clan made him feel the fire of anger rising in his heart.
The tribesmen in the wild land did not rely on formations and restrictions, so they suffered particularly heavy casualties. They were swept away and killed by the army of the Holy Yuan Dragon King with a crushing force, which made them sigh.
Finally, Ren Cangqiong and Xiaobai arrived at the edge of the seventh level of the Savage Land.
The twelve personal guards who were hiding behind Ren Cangqiong also followed him, staying close to him.
Ren Cangqiong did not rush directly into the seventh floor, but wandered around the edge of the seventh floor, constantly collecting information.
When he didn't know the specific plan of the Holy Yuan Dragon King, Ren Cangqiong was unwilling to take any risks. If his body was exposed, he would be in a difficult situation.
"This Saint Yuan Dragon King is faster than I expected. They have already entered the seventh level of the wild land." Ren Cangqiong became more and more uneasy. If the Saint Yuan Dragon King gains power, it will be too late.
Already.
The seven demon gods in ancient times were overbearing and terrifying in strength, far beyond what humans can resist today.
If the seal is really broken, it will be an unbearable catastrophe for humans.
However, judging from the current situation, Ren Cangqiong did not see a large number of casualties on the seventh floor of the wilderness. He knew that the previous floors must have reported the battle situation to the royal family on the seventh floor. If King Suzaku still returns
If he cannot respond, then he is no longer the supreme leader of the Savage Clan.
Ren Cangqiong carefully sneaked, and finally, after walking a hundred miles, he saw the troops in the wilderness and the mighty army of the demon clan.
What makes Ren Cangqiong find it very puzzling is that the demon army should have been attacking one side and staying on the periphery. However, the situation now is reversed. The barbarian clan is on the periphery, while the demon army occupies the innermost side.
Defensive attitude.
The imagined bloody fight between the two sides did not appear. The two armies just faced each other, as if comparing their patience with each other, and neither one was willing to take a step easily.
Whether in terms of numbers or elites, the demon army has the upper hand. However, although the number of the wild tribes is slightly smaller, there are still millions of people. The wild tribes are brave and good at fighting, so they are also indispensable.
The power of underestimation.
Using the Thousands of Disguises technique, Ren Cangqiong dressed himself up as a wild man. As he marched in the army, he finally saw a familiar face.