In the wilderness at night, birds of prey often flap their wings in the sky, and ferocious beasts howl against the bright moon.
It is said that someone once saw real dragons playing games and dancing with fire phoenixes in this endless wilderness! There are endless legends and secrets in the depths of the endless wilderness.
The silent void suddenly rippled, and a figure appeared out of thin air, it was Lei Hong.
He was once again transferred by the world soul to the old tree.
I saw his head full of black hair flying, his expression sad but resolute, his eyebrows furrowed, and tears flowing from the corners of his eyes...
He is about eight feet tall, which is considered tall among his peers, but his deep eyes are much higher than those of his peers.
People who have experienced too much hardship will always be more mature and experienced than ordinary people.
There is a saying that goes well, children from poor families are expected to take charge of the family early. Children like Lei Hong, whose parents died when they were young, grow up faster and mature earlier.
After five years of hard work, although Lei Hong still shows his childlike side sometimes, he is actually quite mature inside!
In addition, he has been strong-willed since he was young, and his experience in the wilderness has given him a feeling of dominance. After all, the rule of survival in the wilderness while fighting wild beasts is to respect the strong and eat the weak!
Now Lei Hong is almost fourteen years old. In the blink of an eye, more than five years have passed since the Thunder God Temple encountered a catastrophe and Lei Yantian, the God of Thunder, had no choice but to send Lei Hong to the depths of this vast wilderness.
"Senior Jie Hun!" Thinking of Jie Hun's words just now, and the almost transparent body of Jie Hun that began to become ethereal, Lei Hong knew that Jie Hun had probably dissipated in the world.
"Boom boom boom"
There were waves of spiritual power fluctuations coming from under the big tree, especially when the surrounding area of the big tree began to twist, causing Lei Hong to quickly retreat in shock.
"Has Huanyue Cave Mansion begun to collapse?!" Lei Hong cried even harder, "Senior World Soul! Senior Wolf Bear!"
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..." Lei Hong screamed in sorrow. Although the world soul was not alive for a long time, he used his last life to save his life. Although he had selfish motives, the one who really benefited was Lei Hong after all.
This kind of life-saving grace is as great as heaven!
However, for Lei Hong, who is still at the bottom of the cultivation world, in fact he can't do anything except remember it in his heart and let out a mournful scream...
"Boom boom boom!!!"
Although the ruins of Huanyue Cave Mansion are in another space, the two spaces are still connected after all. Besides, Huanyue Cave Mansion is a small world.
The destructive power and impact brought about by the collapse of such a space can be imagined, so much so that the space where Menghuang Continent is located was emitted with bursts of roaring sounds, shocking people within a radius of dozens of miles.
The animals were running around, staying far away.
Lei Hong had no choice but to retreat and watch from a distance, and saw that the old tree with a black light began to become more and more transparent, and finally disappeared in place, as if it had never appeared!
That night, Lei Hong sat where the old tree was, and sat there all night long...
When the sun dispelled the dark fog again and ushered in dawn, the early morning light fell on Lei Hong's shoulders, and the place where the big tree used to be became extremely empty.
"More than three years have passed so quickly. I don't know how the patriarch is doing now. I have been away from the Wuying Formation for such a long time. After I go to the old patriarch to say hello to Brother Wu Qing and the others, I will
Go back to seclusion!"
Immediately, he flew away with the vague memory of Wu Yan, bringing with him the sound of howling wind.
In the Wuyan tribe's Dazhai, all the senior officials of the Wuyan tribe are present, and the atmosphere is solemn.
"Clan leader, most of the Heishan and Qingtian troops have formed in front of the village and may attack at any time. What should we do?!" Wu Qing was dressed in black armor and held a golden spear in his hand. He was majestic and domineering!
"Hmph, we really think that we, Wu Yan, are easy to bully. Before, they tried to test our background. They just camped their troops dozens of miles away and tested step by step. Now that they know that Ming'er has not appeared for many years, they are like this
Are you no longer scrupulous? Huh!"
The old patriarch stared at his beard, his deep eyes flickering.
"Since the beginning of the Holy War, our Wuyan tribe has never used force to suppress us, let alone bully our neighbors. Now they are fighting for an inch of land, and they are actually fighting each other with weapons. Do you think everyone in our Wuyan tribe is invincible?!"
"That is, although we, Wu Yan, have been promoted to the majority, we have always been kind to the weak and never bullied others. They actually want to fight again for their own selfish desires! The scenes of the holy war are still there yesterday. From that day on, we, Wu Yan, have also
I won’t be afraid of anyone anymore!”
The bearded face was full of anger, and the deep scar looked even more terrifying.
"These sons of bitches still want to prey on us like they did a few years ago. Humph, there's no way out!" The bald man was filled with anger. He looked particularly powerful and domineering in his steel helmet and iron armor.
"Don't worry, Patriarch! If they dare to come, they will never come back!" The new captain Jiubao looked at the old patriarch excitedly, with fighting spirit in his eyes.
"Today is much different than in the past. The reason why we were able to defeat Ya Chong back then was because we caught him by surprise and caught him off guard!"
"What's more important is that back then, Ming'er was extremely intelligent and courageous, and his strength was unpredictable. Now, although our department's strength has been painstakingly managed for the past three years, and with the savings and materials obtained from annihilating the Yachong tribe, most of our Wuyan forces have gradually improved over the years.
Powerful! But in terms of strength alone, we are indeed not the opponent of most of the surrounding areas!"
The old patriarch seemed to have aged several years all of a sudden, and his expression became more solemn!
"But clan leader, now that they have all come to attack us, can we abandon our weapons and surrender, and we can't kill them even if we draw our necks?!" Others don't quite understand the strength gap between them, but Wu Qing knows it very well.
The Wuyan Tribe is just two warriors of the Shapeshifting Realm, but most of the Qingtian and Heishan tribes have existed for hundreds of years?!
In addition to the patriarch Qing Lei, who is in the middle stage of the Shapeshifting Realm, the Qingtian Tribe also has three warriors who are in the early stage of the Shapeshifting Realm. Most of the Black Mountain tribes are equally powerful and not much weaker than most of the Qingtian tribe.
The clan leader of the Black Mountain Tribe has recently entered the middle stage of the Displacement Realm. This is one of the important reasons why the Black Mountain Tribe dares to raise troops for conquest. Then, two of the four captains of the Black Mountain Tribe are in the early stage of the Displacement State.
In terms of strength, the other two are at the peak of brute strength.
With the combined efforts of the two departments, today's Wuyan Department cannot compete head-on.
"Of course you can't. Even if you die, you will never surrender easily!" The bearded man said loudly.
"It's difficult. In this case, Wu Qing, you immediately go to the Xinyuan Department with my handwritten letter. The former leader of the Xiyuan Department had some friendship with me before he took the position of leader!" The old patriarch
He took out a letter and handed it to Wu Qing, saying solemnly, "Let that person be careful on the road, and be sure to hand it into the hands of the leader of the Xinyuan clan, and there must be no mistakes!"
"promise"
"With the help of our stronghold, we can still defend it for ten days. Give me my order and everyone will go to the stronghold to resist the enemy. However, no one is allowed to leave the stronghold to meet the enemy without permission."
It was a dark night, and not a soul could be seen anywhere.
Suddenly a black shadow flashed across.
"Hey, I'm just waiting for you to come out!" I remembered a burst of strange laughter, and then more soldiers in armor came out and tied up the black shadow tightly!
"Take it back" a cold command came, and then the group headed towards the military tent of the leader of the Qingtian tribe...