Xue Yuanshan shook his head and suppressed the fragments that flashed in his mind again. Now is not the time to think about these things. The time has come, and he knew it since Xue Wusuan found him.
After following a strange genius for such a long time, Xue Yuanshan knew much more than he appeared on the surface under the guidance of words and deeds. Although his grasp of the rules of time is not as good as Qi Teng's, it is not bad, especially in terms of calculation, he is even better than Qi Teng.
Qi Teng is more specialized. It is precisely because of this that he deliberately took his time during the emergency recall from the ancestral land of the Desolate Tribe.
Calculation, judging based on known conditions, and then using the rules of time to react on oneself to deduce things related to oneself. This is Xue Yuanshan's unique method. He is extremely talented at this, and even Qi Teng has praised it many times.
However, this skill is not enough to make Qi Teng jealous, because there is not much basis for calculation, and sometimes it is accurate and sometimes it is inaccurate. The only thing with the highest credibility is the calculation of things related to himself, which has great limitations.
"Your end has come, and it's time to settle the hatred of the clan." Xue Yuanshan thought secretly in his heart. This hatred is not the hatred of his wife Ning Ling who almost died at the hands of Qi Teng, but the hatred of the Desolate clan. Hidden secretly
After returning to the ancestral land of the Huang clan, Xue Yuanshan finally regained consciousness and realized that Qi Teng had returned to Dao Huang clan as many as a hundred times to make moves. For example, the previous civil strife of the Huang clan was also secretly instigated by Qi Teng. The purpose
, just to make more people from the Desolate clan die so that he can continue to devour energy and perfect his method at the same time.
Xue Yuanshan doesn't care about ordinary tribesmen, but he cares about the descendants of his own family. Those members of the Desolate tribe who are all from his lineage were instigated to death. Now there are not many left. This is a blood feud.
.Coupled with the previous grudges, Xue Yuanshan felt that it didn’t matter whether the Desolate clan was destroyed or not, but Qi Teng had to die!
"Huh?! The patriarch and the others seem to be evacuating?!"
"Que" beside him exclaimed in a low voice, as if he was confused, and his tone was a little lucky. Looking from the gap in this space, the battlefield has indeed changed. I saw that those who were originally concentrated around the ancestral temple of the Desolate tribe were moving.
The people of the Huang tribe who struggled to resist began to slowly retreat into the ancestral temple. Those who couldn't retreat also began to scatter and no longer formed a linear front.
"Evacuate? How is it possible? The ancestral temple in the Desolate clan is still the Desolate clan. If the ancestral temple is gone and destroyed, the roots of the Desolate clan will be broken. It is impossible to leave. But the current scene has made "Jue" and the others feel it.
It is a sign of complete loss of control. Relying on the ancestral temple to resist is the only way at present." Xue Yuanshan shook his head and subconsciously explained to "Que".
"Relying on the ancestral temple? Yes! I remembered it. Legend has it that the most powerful means of our clan are in the ancestral temple, which is the powerful fortress of the Huang clan!" Regardless of status and situation, "Que" cannot be abandoned like Xue Yuanshan.
As a member of the Desolate Tribe, my obsession is rooted in my tribe. Even if I am forced to stand on the opposite side of my tribe, "Que" can't help myself. I honestly don't want my tribe to suffer.
"A powerful fortress? Oh, don't you understand that no matter how powerful the defense is, it will be broken through by attacks. If it cannot be broken through, why have so many civil strifes in the history of the Desolate tribe always affected the ancestral temple?"
"This this......"
"Okay, let's watch carefully, this is the real beginning." Xue Yuanshan sneered. At the same time, what he was thinking was: With the deep application of time rules and Qi Teng's human-eating method, how should "Jiang" deal with it?
?Shouldn’t it be defeated so easily?
As he thought about it, he saw that Qi Teng, who had just reversed his decline, once again raised the same sinister aura as before. This time the aura was larger and spread faster. However, he didn't know whether it was Qi Teng's deliberate move or not.
Intensifying the conflict, these evil spirits did not spread towards the ancestral temple of the Desolate tribe, but in the blink of an eye, they enveloped the dozen or so people of the Desolate tribe who were slightly scattered, causing screams and panic to rise.
Then it disappeared, and then waves of energy flowed into Qi Teng's body like a trickle.
This time, no Desolate people from the Taixu Realm were swallowed up, they were all from the Chaos Realm. It was obvious that Qi Teng’s expression was not as satisfied as last time. He snorted softly, and his eyes intentionally or unintentionally looked at the Desolate Tribe’s ancestral temple from a distance.
Sweep it over.
"Sure enough, you are still you, as good-faced and evil-hearted as ever, using all possible means! Isn't it the first time that you are doing cannibalism so smoothly? Hahaha, good! Your "skill" can change the history books.
, turned me into a careerist and an ungrateful rebel of the Desolate Clan, and now what? Look at those people, it’s too late to hide from you than from me, they are really stupid and ridiculous!"
"Jiang" tried it. He thought that he could use his own methods to isolate the evil spirit emanating from Qi Teng, and even control it within a certain range, so that Qi Teng could be restricted from eating people, that is,
It blocked his continuous increase in cultivation through cannibalism. But the reality was not what he thought. Whether it was the time rules or magic methods, there was no reaction to the evil spirit. It seemed that a punch hit the air at all.
No effort.
"It's ridiculous? Haha, it's indeed ridiculous, but so what? You were like a lost dog when I drove you out of here. Who knows what the facts were at that time? I can do it again this time, so what's the difficulty?
"
"Do it again? This is where you disappear. You have no chance to do it again." He shouted in a cold voice, and "Jiang" once again took out his trump card. This time he no longer relied on the time rule.
A huge space passage suddenly appeared above the battlefield, and streams of Yin Qi roared out from it, like howling wolves and crying like ghosts. Not long after, a large and neat black-armored military formation opened up from the passage.
Come out!
"Is this a soldier? A dead soldier? A ghost cultivator?" Qi Teng frowned, quickly distanced himself, and looked at the tide of dead soldiers who were quickly forming formations above his head, wondering. At the same time, he was sighing secretly in his heart.
"Jiang" is indeed confident enough to dare to come here for revenge.
The other people of the Desolate tribe in the battlefield were shocked when they looked at it from a distance. At the same time, many people of the Desolate tribe felt that this scene seemed familiar, especially Xue Yuanshan and "Que" who were hiding in the cracks of space.
Xue Wusuan: "This is a demonic disaster?!"
"Que": "The Wudao Yama is here? He is with "Jiang"?!"
The two of them each said this, and then looked at each other, neither of them understood what the other was talking about. What "magic disaster"? What "woundless Yama"?
Of course, except for Xue Yuanshan and "Que", as well as those people from the Desolate tribe who had traveled in various planes and heard about the "War of Demonic Disaster", they immediately felt the same. But Xue, who was also "watching the show" through the nails,
Wu Suan was even more horrified by the scene in front of him.