"Kill, leave no one behind..." A wave of coldness appeared on Mo Oyster's face.
Boom, boom, boom!
The war drums beat, resounding throughout the sky.
A cold avenue emerged, instantly covering the ancestral land of the Konshui Tribe.
Let the world be darkened.
The majestic demonic energy keeps growing.
Many wild beasts and wild cultivators who were foraging nearby were also frightened and fled in all directions, not daring to stay for a moment.
This scene happened so fast that before everyone in the Konshui Tribe could react, tens of millions of demonic troops had already rushed over.
Just like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, the overwhelming treasures and spells are dazzling.
In just an instant, countless Konishui tribe members died on the spot, and even their corpses were collected by the demons.
Seeing this scene, Jun Bingqing was so angry that her delicate body trembled, her face turned ashen to the extreme, her chest heaved, and her fists clenched "cluck", "cluck..." and said: "Magic oyster, what are you going to do?
What?"
"We have no enmity with the demons, and... we have the covenant of "not attacking each other". You... dare to kill my people for no reason. Aren't you afraid of facing resistance from all races?"
"It's so abominable, I was right!"
"This news must be spread throughout the world, so that all tribes can see clearly what the nature of these demons is..." Many people from the Konshui Tribe also followed suit and started to crusade against them.
""Not to attack each other"?" Mo Oyster smiled and ignored it.
There was no verbal war!
Anyway, they have already taken action, and it is useless to say more. What's more, it firmly believes that it is not just its own family who has done this. In order to resurrect those heroic spirits, the immortal clan and the ancient gods will probably not be merciful.
There is also the ninth-ranked Zoroastrian tribe, which is most likely on the way to attack.
As for this "no attacking each other" treaty, it is just a joke now.
In the past, we had to contend with the ancient races of the prehistoric times. They were among the top ten races in the world. They did not want to suffer too heavy losses, so they came up with this strategy to win over all races.
But now, with the emergence of the Super Ninth Grade, these low-end combat powers are useless...
Outside the ancestral land of the Konshui Tribe, more and more powerful demon clans participated, and the killings were overwhelming. With almost every breath, countless people from the KonShui Tribe died tragically in their hands.
An elder of the Konshui tribe gritted his teeth and said with red eyes, "Chief, what should we do now?"
Before Jun Bingqing could speak, a clan member trembled and said: "The demon... clan is too strong and we cannot compete with it. Otherwise, we should admit defeat."
"You can cut off the ancestral land and pay compensation..." Someone immediately agreed, saying: "If it doesn't work, just be their vassal. Didn't those Mao tribe say that it is better to die than to live? Only by surviving, we, the Konshui tribe, will not
destruction."
cede land, pay compensation...
Still a vassal?
Obviously, some people agree and some disagree.
Hearing that several elders around her were about to start a quarrel, Jun Bingqing said "Humph!", interrupted their quarrel, and then said with a sullen face and resentment: "Just... you just want to pretend to be grandsons."
It’s useless, these demon clan bastards are determined to destroy us, haven’t they even collected the corpses of our clan members?”
"If my clan leader's prediction is correct, their target is our flesh and blood. Therefore, even if you kneel down and beg for mercy now, these demons will not stop. They will only wait for us to give up resistance, so that they can harvest faster.
.”
Many elders said "Ah!", their eyes were dull, and they said: "If you want Qi and blood, please tell me earlier. We, the Konishui Tribe, also have dozens of blood seas. If we can't afford it, just give it all to them. There is no need to kill all of us hundreds of billions."
Clan people."
Jun Bingqing shook her head and said with wise eyes: "What they want is flesh and blood, not blood."
Being the leader of a clan is naturally not simple.
She knew very well that if these demons only wanted their energy and blood, it would be enough to collect them on the battlefield. There was no need to collect the corpses of their people...
As for why to do this?
It’s unknown!
Seeing that several elders who advocated "surrender..." fell silent, Jun Bingqing put away her sight and said loudly: "All clan members, immediately return to the ancestral land, close the gate, and then remove the demon... clan
His crimes will be reported to all races in the universe."
"I'd like to invite immortals with heavy profits, and the clansmen such as Zhuan and the Ancient Gods will come to uphold justice. This clan leader can't do it. A mere demon clan can really cover the sky with one hand."
After saying that, she, who was also at the peak of the ninth rank, had no intention of confronting the demon oyster head-on. Instead, she led a group of tribesmen and quickly retreated to the ancestral land.
After taking a deep look at the magic oyster, he decisively held out a token made of white jade. The light turned, and only a loud sound of "Duang..." was heard, and the gate of the Konishui Tribe was closed.
Except for the vague sense of the barriers in this world, the Konjac clan can no longer be seen.
An elder of the demon clan walked over quickly, looked at the demon oysters, smiled bitterly, and said: "Clan leader, before we... had a chance to get in, they closed the gate."
Demon Oyster said with a cold face: "Then break it by force."
"Okay!" The elder nodded, turned around, and went to mobilize the army of demons to attack the boundary wall of the Konishui clan. In an instant, treasure light shot into the sky, and tens of millions of treasures and skills were blasted on the boundary wall.
There was a loud "bang", "bang", "bang..." sound.
The entire Konshui Tribe's ancestral land was shaken by it.
The people that Demon Oyster brought this time were almost all the elites of the Demon Clan, and they were not weak in terms of realm or strength.
It's a pity that the ancestral land of a clan can't be broken so easily?
Seeing that the people he brought have not made much achievements yet, and if this continues, it will take who knows how many years before they can enter the Konjac River Tribe, Mo Oyster's brows also frowned.
As early as on the way back, it had already begun to ponder the methods of the Psionics Association. If someone told it the principles before the assessment, it would probably not be easy to figure out a set of techniques in a short period of time.
However, after Shunhuang told them all his insights into the Great Breath Condensation Technique of the Heavens, he laid a solid foundation for them.
Looking at the boundary wall of the Konshui Tribe, Mo Oyster took a deep breath and murmured with sparkling eyes, "I would like to take a look at how strong the boundary wall of the KonShui Tribe's ancestral land is."
"It can be used to sharpen it. Although my All-Heaven Demon Art has not yet taken shape and only accommodates less than a hundred avenues, it should be more than enough to deal with these ordinary ninth-grade ones."
"All the great demons in the world are addicted to magic, break it for me." The devil oyster roared.
boom!
I saw its eyes bursting red.
A cloud of black smoke flew out from between the eyebrows, and instantly turned into a demon spirit with teeth and claws, and rushed towards the boundary wall of the Konishui Tribe.
The demon spirit has not yet taken shape, but just the aura it emits makes countless demons tremble.
He stared at it with wide eyes and horror.
Wherever the demon spirit passed, the vitality seemed to be drained out, and countless demons hurriedly stepped aside...