The clans affiliated to the gods are definitely not to offend for those of them who are mostly in the sixth and seventh grade.
The six figures appeared in front of you, each figure was shining with dazzling light, and released extremely strong pressure and momentum.
In the face of such glory, all members of all the tribes present must lower their heads and be respectful.
However, there are still ethnic groups that are brave... or unwilling to accept it.
It is the Black Hawk and Lijiao tribe who have arrived at the cave behind the tombstone.
At this moment, members of their team were gritting their teeth and looking up at the six figures appearing in the sky, and did not retreat like the teams of other ethnic groups.
Because... they are unwilling to give up!
They were the first to discover these twelve tombs. The peerless treasures were right in front of them, and they were unwilling to retreat just like this!
Everything should be done first and then. There are only six members of the Tiansha clan, and they are late. Why should I give them all the treasures in the twelve tombs?
"Um?"
In the air, the handsome male monk saw the Black Hawk and Lijiao tribe team standing in front of the two caves and squinted his eyes slightly.
In his pupils, fierce murderous intent burst out.
"I will give you another chance at most and retreat immediately, otherwise... I will kill you all." The male cultivator said in a cold voice.
As soon as these words came out, a faint light appeared on his forehead.
Among the two teams on the ground, the leader of the Black Hawk clan's forces was shocked.
At this moment, it finally woke up.
To have conflicts with a tribe of the Tiansha clan, it is equivalent to seeking death!
How could they compete for the ranks of fourth or above and belong to the tribe of gods?!
The leader of the Black Hawk clan's forces stopped insisting, glanced at the many subordinates behind him, and spoke in a low voice: "Retreat immediately..."
This time, the Black Hawk clan forces also retreated.
In front of the cave behind the twelve tombstones, only the team of the Lijiao tribe remains, but has not left.
The leader of the Lijiao tribe gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and the curved corners above his head were shining with a cold light.
"It seems that you don't want to survive anymore." The male cultivator in the air raised his lips and showed a cold smile.
"Kill them, don't waste time."
At this time, a female cultivator behind the male cultivator spoke, her tone was casual, as if she was ordering to do something insignificant.
"Yes, Senior Sister Zhixi."
The male cultivator responded respectfully, then looked at the group of Lijiao monks below, with cold eyes.
He flipped his right hand and a token appeared in his hand.
"The Palace Burning Order, the Sword!"
"bass!"
As soon as the token light flashed, a ball of magic like flame could disperse in the sky!
This group of magic can directly bombard the monks of the Lijiao clan below!
The faces of many monks of the Lijiao tribe changed drastically, and they let out a roar, and immediately released their own breath!
"Boom boom boom..."
Their bodies exploded, their strong muscles tensed, releasing a powerful protective energy!
At the same time, spears appeared in their hands, as if they wanted to fight back.
"boom!"
However, when the magic above hits them, their faces change.
"Bang……"
The protective energy they propped up collapsed almost instantly!
And this magic energy also contains a devastating aura!
This is not obvious from the surface!
“Ahhhh…”
The body covered by this magic energy quickly melted, turned into a pool of blood, and then quickly evaporated and completely dissipated!
Dozens of monks of the Lijiao clan were all swallowed by this group of magic energy, and their bodies quickly melted.
And their screams did not last long, and they all stopped.
At this point, in just a few seconds, all the monks of the Lijiao clan were destroyed!
"Sizi..."
That magic can hit the ground like a huge drop of water.
"Swoosh..."
Then, the male cultivator in the air raised the token in his hand, and this magic energy quickly gathered into the token and disappeared.
“Buzz…”
The token vibrated slightly, and the male cultivator sneered, his face full of contempt and disdain, and put the token away.
"The creatures of these lower races are really brainless and don't know how to live or die."
At this moment, there was a dead silence around.
The monks from various ethnic groups who had retreated for a distance were all looking up at the six bright figures in the sky, their eyes full of shock.
It was so easy... that all the monks of the Lijiao Clan were killed.
Is this the strength of the higher ethnic groups?
The gap is too big.
It is even bigger than they imagined and has no power to fight at all!
Now, hundreds of monks from all ethnic groups present were shocked and they no longer dared to think about the twelve tombs ahead and the peerless treasures that might exist behind them.
The male cultivator glanced at the ground, then turned to look at the many racial groups behind him, and sneered: "Are you still leaving? Well, let you watch with your own eyes as we take away the treasures in these twelve caves one by one."
"You don't have to be angry or unwilling, because..."
"Such treasure does not belong to your lower tribes. Even if you succeed by chance, you will not be able to grasp it."
Faced with this naked ridicule, the people of the race had no way to refute it and could only endure it.
"Okay, Yuan Chi, there is no need to say too much to these lower creatures, let's do it now. Open the twelve caves here, take away all the treasures inside, fight quickly, and maybe there will be four other things.
Wait for the tribe to come." Another male cultivator next to him spoke.
The male cultivator, known as Yuan Chi, nodded, turned to look at the other two male cultivators behind, and said, "Xuping, Hua Ji, you two go open the cave, Senior Brother Tianlu and I will help you behind. As for Zhi,
Senior Sister Xi and Junior Sister Yixuan don’t have to do these rough work anymore, just wait here.”
"Yes, senior brother."
Xiuping and Huaji responded immediately and were about to land on the ground.
"etc."
But at this moment, Zixi, who was called senior sister by Yuan Chi, spoke again.
Her face was extremely delicate, like a fairy in the painting, but her expression was very cold, keeping people from thousands of miles away.
At this moment, she frowned slightly, looked at the twelve caves below, but didn't say anything.
"Senior Sister Zhixi, what's wrong?" Yuan Chi asked immediately.
Zhixi looked up at Yuan Chi and said, "The atmosphere here is quite strange. With the rumors I heard before, it is impossible to easily succeed in the inheritance of this place, destroying the cave... Maybe it will lead to the ban set up here, and thus encounter danger.
.”
"...Senior sister is right, this is a lack of consideration, so..." Yuan Chi's face was full of flattery and nodded repeatedly.
Zhixi glanced at the tribes that retreated to the distance, raised her mouth with a very small amplitude, and said, "Please order the creatures of the lower tribes to explore the way for us."
Yuan Chi was stunned for a moment, then looked at the hundreds of creatures of the lower tribes retreating to the distance, his eyes lit up, and he nodded, "It's worthy of being Senior Sister Zhixi, I understand, I'll catch a few scapegoats right now!
”
Then, his eyes turned cold and he flew towards the distance.