Claw shadows filled the sky, and blood splattered.
Long Ruoyi was like a killing god, with no trace of emotion visible in his emerald green vertical pupils. He kept waving his two dragon claws, harvesting the lives of people from the Sparrow God tribe one after another.
Wang Tiezhu stood aside silently and put away the Green Dragon Spirit-Eating Sword in his hand.
He knew that Long Ruoyi's anger had been accumulated and he tried his best to suppress it on weekdays. This time was a good opportunity to vent.
Not long after.
Except for Wang Tiezhu and Long Ruoyi, there was no living creature in the entire outpost.
Looking at Long Ruoyi standing in a pool of blood, Wang Tiezhu walked over slowly and gently held her in his arms. Long Ruoyi surprisingly did not struggle.
"Let's go."
"Um."
After embracing each other for a moment, the two of them ran hand in hand towards the top of the mountain again.
They encountered several more checkpoints along the way, but the two of them did not take action again. In order to avoid alerting others, they chose to avoid these checkpoints, hide themselves and continue on their way.
At dusk, we finally saw the Dragon God Department on the top of the mountain.
At this moment, the entire Dragon God Department is wrapped by a yellow translucent spiritual barrier, with colorful rays of light or feather blades constantly hitting it, causing waves of ripples.
Wang Tiezhu stopped Long Ruoyi who was about to rush forward.
"Let's observe in the dark first and don't act rashly."
Long Ruoyi looked at Wang Tiezhu and finally nodded.
So the two of them did not continue to move in the direction of the Bird God Department, but turned around and headed towards a hilltop with dense woods.
Not long after, the two figures appeared on the top of the mountain, looking at the Dragon God Department protected by the formation from a distance.
At this moment, there are circles of people from the Queshen tribe outside the formation barrier. Under the leadership of an old man, they are attacking the barrier one after another.
However, it seems that the Dragon God Department's magic circle is quite powerful, and no cracks have appeared until now.
However, Long Ruoyi frowned, "The aura of the magic circle is weakening."
"What?"
Wang Tiezhu heard this and looked at the magic circle that was shining with yellow light. It seemed to him that it was quite strong!
"Our clan-protecting array requires the dragon-transformation power of the tribe to be activated, and a strong person must preside over it. You may not be able to feel the changes in the dragon-transformation power.
But I, who also possesses the power of dragon transformation, can clearly sense that the power of those who control the magic circle is gradually decreasing. In just three days, the entire magic circle will collapse from within without their attack."
"Do you have a way to enter the magic circle?" Wang Tiezhu asked in a low voice.
"Yes, anyone with the Dragon God's bloodline can enter." Long Ruoyi said.
"Okay then, tonight we will find their weak points in defense and send you into the magic circle. After you get me in, we will discuss what to do after we understand the situation in the tribe."
After listening to Wang Tiezhu's words, Long Ruoyi nodded.
The two of them hid on the top of the mountain and waited quietly for the night to fall.
The Golden Crow sinks in the west and the Jade Rabbit rises in the east.
The people of the Bird God Tribe outside the Dragon God Department's array no longer attacked. Instead, they set up tents, lit torches, and continued to guard the Dragon God Department.
One of these tents was obviously different from the others. A plump figure was sitting inside, holding a roast goose in one hand and a jar of wine in the other. He drank a mouthful of wine and a mouthful of meat, and his mouth was full of oil.
"happy!"
The fat man raised his head and drank a few sips of wine, then slammed the wine jar on the table, and then muttered to himself with a depressed look on his face.
"Grandpa, why do you have to let me come here to guard you? Is it possible that the Dragon God Division can still fly with wings?"
He seemed to think of something randomly and smiled to himself again.
"Grandpa has promised me that when I find that little girl Long Ruoyi, I will give her to me, hahaha! I have been looking forward to it for a long time, the Saint of the Dragon God Department! When I think of her usual cold demeanor, I
I feel so itchy, hahaha!”
After that, the fat man held the roasted goose and started biting it like crazy, as if the roasted goose in his hands was Long Ruoyi.
While the fat man was leaning forward and eating and drinking, a tall, thin and pale middle-aged man in colorful clothes opened the door and walked in.
"Master Quetu."
Looking at the thin man who was bowing to him respectfully, the fat man whom he called "quetu" snorted coldly.
"Que Hua, what's the matter? Can't I just eat a roast goose and drink some wine?" Que Tu said with an unhappy look on his face.
The middle-aged man named "Quehua" in front of him was placed by his grandfather to supervise him. On weekdays, he would report anything to his grandfather, and then he would receive a whipping from his grandfather.
"Ahem, to answer Young Master Quetu, Elder Que asked the villain to assist the young master, naturally it is for the good of the young master, so the young master does not need to be so hostile to the villain..." Que Hua said in a neither humble nor overbearing tone, facing Que Tu directly.
But in his heart he was full of dissatisfaction with the fat man in front of him. If Que Lao hadn't been his grandfather, he would have died ten thousand times with such a temper!
He was placed by his side by Mr. Que to supervise him in order to prevent him from getting into trouble.
This time, he was asked to manage the siege of the Dragon God Tribe, just so that he could legitimately take over the Dragon God Tribe in the future, but he kept sabotaging his work without knowing what good he was doing!
"Okay, okay! If you have anything to say, tell me quickly!" Quetu said with an impatient look.
Quehua sighed secretly in his heart and continued: "A post at the foot of the mountain was cleared, and no one survived. Ahem... Judging from the scene, it should be the work of the Dragon God tribe..."
Before Quehua could finish speaking, Quetu interrupted him, "Where are the other outposts?"
Que Hua has long been accustomed to this, and there is no trace of anger on her face.
"Nothing happened at other outposts."
"Then it's okay. It was probably someone from the Dragon God tribe who escaped. This situation has happened before. It seems that he doesn't dare to come up the mountain. He can just continue to increase the control. Why do you need to come to me?"
Quehua nodded in agreement, paused, and continued to open her mouth to say something, but was interrupted by a violent cough.
"Okay, okay! If you have nothing else to do, hurry up and get out! Don't die in my big tent! Bad luck!" Looking at Quehua, who was about to cough out his lungs, Quetu said with a look of disgust.
"Yes, I'll take my leave first, ahem..."
Accompanied by a cough, Que Hua walked out of the camp. Suddenly her heart skipped a beat, and she felt like she had left something behind.
After thinking for a while, Qiao Hua shouted around: "Here comes someone!"
Immediately, a guard in colorful clothes appeared and saluted Qiaohua.
"Elder Quehua, what are your orders?"
"Send people to increase the number of defenders at the mountain pass, and at the same time add a few more patrol teams to keep a close eye on the Dragon God Department! Ahem!" Quehua ordered.
"As you command!"
After saying this, the guard in colorful clothes led a team to retreat.
