For the ethnic groups affiliated with the God Clan, most of them are in the sixth and seventh levels, they are absolutely not to be offended.
The six figures appeared in front of him, each figure glowed with bright light and released extremely strong pressure and momentum.
In the face of such brilliance, all members of all ethnic groups present had to lower their heads and show respect.
However, there are still groups of people who are bold...or unwilling to do so.
It was the Black Eagle Tribe and the Sharp Horn Tribe who had already reached the cave behind the tombstone.
At this moment, the members of their team gritted their teeth and looked up at the six figures appearing in the sky, not retreating like the teams of other ethnic groups.
Because... they are unwilling!
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 that!
Everything should be done on a first come, first served basis. There are only six members of the Tiansha clan, and they arrived late. Why should they give up all the treasures in the twelve tombs to them?
"Um?"
In the air, the handsome male monk narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw the Black Eagle Tribe and Sharp Horn Tribe teams standing in front of the two caves without retreating.
In his pupils, fierce murderous intent bloomed.
"I will give you one more chance at most and retreat immediately, otherwise... I will kill you all." The male cultivator said coldly.
As soon as he said these words, the dark golden mark on his forehead glowed faintly.
Among the two teams on the ground, the leader of the Black Eagle Clan force team was shaken.
At this moment, it finally woke up.
Conflict with a clan of the Tiansha clan's level is tantamount to seeking death!
How could they possibly compete with ethnic forces that were ranked fourth or above and were affiliated with the Gods?!
The leader of the Black Eagle clan no longer insisted, glanced at the many subordinates behind him, and said in a low voice: "Retreat immediately..."
At this time, the Black Eagle tribe's troops also retreated.
Behind the twelve tombstones, in front of the cave, only the team of the Sharp Horn tribe remained.
The leader of the Sharp Horn tribe gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and the curved horn above his head shone with a cold light.
"It seems that you don't want to live anymore." The male cultivator in the air raised the corners of his mouth, showing a cold smile.
"Kill them, don't waste time."
At this time, a female cultivator behind the male cultivator spoke in a normal tone, as if she was ordering something trivial to be done.
"Yes, Senior Sister Zhixi."
The male cultivator responded respectfully, and then looked at the group of Sharp Horn cultivators below with cold eyes.
He turned his right hand over and a token appeared in his hand.
"Burning Palace Order, Destruction Jue!"
"bass!"
As soon as the token flashed, a ball of flame-like magic energy spread out in the air!
This ball of magical energy was blasted directly towards the Sharp Horn monk below!
The faces of many Sharp Horn monks changed drastically, they roared, and at the same time they immediately released their auras!
"Boom boom boom..."
Their bodies exploded, their strong muscles tightened, and they released a burst of powerful body-protecting Qi!
At the same time, spears appeared in their hands, and they seemed to want to fight back.
"boom!"
However, when the magical energy from above hit them, their expressions changed.
"boom……"
The body-protecting Qi they supported collapsed almost instantly!
And this ball of magical energy also contains a destructive aura!
This cannot be seen from the surface at all!
"Ahhhh..."
The physical body enveloped by this ball of magical energy quickly melted and turned into a pool of blood, which quickly evaporated and completely dissipated!
Dozens of monks from the Sharp Horn Tribe were all swallowed up by this ball of magical energy, and their bodies quickly melted.
And their screams didn't last long before they all stopped.
At this point, in just a few seconds, all the cultivators of the Sharp Horn Clan were wiped out!
"Zizzizi..."
The ball of magical energy hit the ground like a huge drop of water.
"Whoosh..."
Then, the male cultivator in the air raised the token in his hand, and the 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 he put the token away.
"The creatures of these lower-class ethnic groups are indeed brainless and do not know whether to live or die."
At this moment, there was dead silence all around.
The monks from various ethnic groups who had retreated a certain distance looked up at the six bright figures in the sky, their eyes full of shock.
So easily...killed all the monks from the Sharp Horn Clan.
Is this the strength of advanced ethnic groups?
The difference is really too big.
It's bigger than they imagined and has no power to fight!
At this time, the hundreds of monks from various ethnic groups present were all shocked and no longer dared to think about the twelve tombs in front of them and the peerless treasures that might exist behind them.
The male cultivator glanced at the ground, then turned to look at the numerous ethnic groups behind him, and sneered: "Aren't you leaving yet? That's fine, let you watch with your own eyes as we collect the treasures from these twelve caves one by one."
"You don't have to be angry or unwilling, because..."
"Such a treasure does not belong to your lower-level ethnic group. Even if it is lucky enough to be obtained by you, you will not be able to grasp it."
Faced with this naked ridicule, the various ethnic groups had no way to refute and could only endure it.
"Okay, Yuan Chi, there is no need to talk too much to these lowly creatures, let's take action immediately. Open the twelve caves here, take away all the treasures inside, and fight quickly. Maybe there will be four other
Wait for the tribe to come." Another male cultivator next to him said.
The male cultivator named Yuan Chi nodded, turned to look at the other two male cultivators behind him, and said, "Xiuping, Huaji, you two go and open the cave. Brother Tianlu and I will assist you from behind. As for Zhi
Senior Sister Xi and Junior Sister Yixuan don’t have to do these menial tasks, they can just wait here."
"Yes, senior brother."
Shuhei and Hanayoshi immediately responded and were about to land on the ground.
"etc."
But at this moment, Zhixi, whom Yuan Chi called his senior sister, spoke again.
Her face is extremely delicate, like a fairy in a painting, but her expression is cold and alienating.
At this moment, she frowned slightly and looked at the twelve caves below, but said nothing.
"Sister Zhixi, what's wrong?" Yuan Chi asked immediately.
Zhixi raised her head and glanced at Yuan Chi, and said: "The atmosphere here is quite strange. In addition to the rumors I heard before, it is impossible for the inheritance here to be easily obtained and destroy the cave... it may lead to the restrictions set here, thus encountering danger.
.”
"...Senior sister is right, this point was not considered, then..." Yuan Chi's face was filled with flattery, and he nodded repeatedly.
Zhixi glanced at the ethnic groups that had retreated into the distance, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and said, "Order the creatures of the lower ethnic groups to explore the way for us."
Yuan Chi was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the hundreds of creatures of the lower ethnic groups who had retreated to the distance, his eyes lit up, and he nodded: "As expected of Senior Sister Zhixi, I understand, I'll catch a few scapegoats right away!
"
Then, his eyes turned cold and he flew away into the distance.