Tang Yan? Tang Yan? Pei Feng suddenly had a wrong idea. The Spirit Tribe and Tang Yan were mortal enemies, and they fought fiercely with each other secretly. And this was the Demon Realm, and the strong men from Tianpeng Ridge and Donghuang Mountain were all there.
, can I take this opportunity to arrange something, create a mess, and take the opportunity to kill Tang Yan? I believe there will be many strong people willing to participate.
Thinking of this, Pei Feng's soul fluctuations immediately became stronger, which also aroused the vigilance of Tang Yan and Tang Chen.
But at this moment, a cold voice sounded faintly above the mist: "General Pei Feng, is there any problem?"
The person who came turned out to be Tang Yaoyu, the commander of the Qingyao Group Army. He appeared like a demon and stood directly above the mist of souls.
Damn it, Pei Feng gritted his teeth with hatred, but he couldn't make a sound, hanging in the air, embarrassed and embarrassed.
"General Pei Feng, we..." The four elders from the Hanzi clan hesitated.
"You? You can die." Pei Feng suddenly took action, and four soul chains shot out of the air, and instantly hit the heads of the five clan elders. They were sharp and vicious. The soul chains were wilder than the black iron chains, and came directly.
'Open the ladle' and kill it on the spot.
The only remaining clan elder of the Hanzi Sect almost fainted, huddled up tremblingly, not daring to make a sound. And Jiang Qiming in his arms was half dead, with more air coming out and less air coming in. It looked like he would be a waste even if he was revived.
There was silence all around, the silence was always suppressed, and it was impossible to describe the mood at this moment.
Should I say that Han Zimen is pitiful? I can only say that my fate is bad.
It should be said that Tang Yan and Tang Chen were deceiving others, but it seemed that the two emperor's sons maintained restraint and demeanor from beginning to end.
Alas, seeking death.
It's better to be low-key as a person.
Pei Feng glanced at Tang Yan coldly, unwilling to do so, but did not take any forceful action. His words only contained sarcasm and hostility: "This is the demon realm. Palace Master Tang had better be careful. If something goes wrong and you are in danger,
It would be a shame to die young."
"Thank you, General Pei Feng, for reminding me that I have a great destiny and have always been like this. You should have experienced it as early as in Qitian Continent." Tang Yan responded sharply.
Pei Feng snorted, rolled up the mist of soul that filled the sky, and returned to the ruins of the palace.
The casual cultivators in the darkness around the fields also retreated quietly, leaving no one behind.
"Your Highness!" Tang Yaoyu walked down from the sky and saluted Tang Yan and Tang Chen in turn, with Tang Yan in front and Tang Chen behind, showing his respect.
The facts about the Demon Spirit Clan have been announced to high-level officials. There is no one who is not moved by Prince Cang's loyalty and righteousness. There is also no one who is not applauding Tang Yan's potential and respecting Tang Yan's suffering.
Both Tang Yan and Tang Chen can bear the respectful words of "Your Highness" from the commanders of the army in each district.
"We meet again." Tang Yan also returned the greeting.
"I was disrespectful when we met that day. Please forgive me." Tang Yaoyu took the initiative to lower his posture.
"Why is General Yaoyu here?" Tang Chen stepped forward.
"The emperor directed me to thoroughly investigate this matter and make sure to find out the movements of the Samsara Clan. Originally, we sent a team. But after the news spread that this ruins belonged to the Samsara Clan's palace, the Tianxie Group Army of the Star Clan and the Spirit Clan's
The Nightmare Group Army, Tianpeng Ridge and Donghuang Mountain have all been sent to the Holy Land, so I came to take a look in person. I just arrived this morning."
All the Tianwu Group Army stayed behind in the war alliance, and the Qingyao Group Army shouldered the heavy responsibility of defense. It happened that the southeast camp was not far from here, so he came to investigate the situation in person.
"The area inside the palace was divided?" Tang Yan noticed that there were six or seven holy realm auras distributed in the palace area.
"The Star Clan, the Spirit Clan, Tianpeng Ridge, Donghuang Mountain, and our Demon Spirit Clan each occupy a main area, and other powerful tribes have divided up other areas." Tang Yaoyu led Tang Yan and Tang Chen towards them.
The palace area.
"What's going on now?"
"It looks like it went through a battle and was devastated by space turbulence. There are a lot of valuable treasures scattered inside, and there are several treasure secret rooms that are intact and have no signs of being processed in advance. If you evaluate it from an objective perspective, there are
Being sure can eliminate the possibility of the reincarnations directing and acting on their own."
Although Tang Yaoyu said this, he still had doubts in his heart.
History shows that many superficial matters are completely opposite to the actual situation.
The closer the appearance is to a certain aspect, the more likely the reality is to deviate from it.
He interviewed saints from various races at noon and briefly exchanged opinions. None of them could accept the fact that the Samsara clan was massacred, but he really couldn't think of the reason why the Samsara clan did this. Hiding? The Samsara clan has always been hiding.
With it, is there any need to hide it?
The most important aspect is that there has never been any news of the Samsara clan's survivors escaping from the void anywhere in the world, nor has the breath of the Samsara Emperor's arrival been caught.
Is it possible that the Samsara Emperor led his people to survive in the void? Did they build a new space fortress? This is even more ridiculous.
Tang Yan asked: "If the Samsara clan was massacred, there must have been a fierce battle. In the end, the space fortress was shattered. It was probably the Samsara clan who blew up their home. Since then, the bodies in the ruins everywhere have been more than just the Samsara clan.
On one side, there should still be enemy corpses."
"Good question, this is an important doubt. We have never found any trace of the enemy from beginning to end. Other forces even sent people to taste the blood everywhere, but no blood of enemies other than the Samsara clan was found. In this regard, it looks like
They direct and act themselves, but with the shrewdness of the Samsara tribe, they would leave such important loopholes? Thinking about it this way, the doubts are no longer doubtful."
Tang Yaoyu shook his head. There were too many doubts, but he had no clue, and everything was weird.
"How many people are there in the Samsara Tribe? I think there are a lot of people here."
"The differentiation of the Samsara clan is very extreme. Either they practice martial arts or they abandon it. If they abandon it, they become ordinary people, responsible for farming, manufacturing, livelihood, etc. They will always be ordinary people, unless one day a child is born and the bloodline suddenly awakens.
If you practice martial arts, your strength must be strong. Even if you are not strong, after going through several consecutive reincarnations, you will repeatedly refine your talents and gradually improve your talents.
The Samsara Tribe has been hiding for many years, and no one is sure how many martial arts cultivators there are in the Samsara Tribe. A more generally accepted view is that the Samsara Tribe’s combat troops are around 100,000, and at most no more than 150,000. As for the ordinary tribesmen, these
After years of reproduction, there should still be a baseline of one million.
Most of the corpses you see are ordinary people, and there are probably about a thousand normal strong people in this ruins."
Tang Yan suddenly realized that he might have a plan.
Tang Chen said: "There are a thousand warrior casualties here, and the total casualties are tens of thousands. For the Samsara clan, this is already a fatal injury."
"Where is senior Mo Yansheng?" Tang Yan asked.
Before coming here, I heard that Mo Yansheng and Granny Ma had arrived to investigate, focusing on searching for the remaining land of the Samsara tribe in the void.
"I came out in the morning, but disappeared before I could say a few words. I just told you that you might come over, and he would come out at that time to discuss it in detail together."
Tang Yan nodded. He had already arranged for Chocolate to look for him. Since he was nearby, he should be out soon.
The group of people moved forward quickly, passing through numerous ruins and seeing various miserable scenes.
There was a vast garden that was dismembered by the earth, and the treasures inside were either destroyed or looted by various cultivators.
There are gardens and manors buried by huge rocks, rivers and ditches broken by cracks, tattered corpses looming, some smashed into two pieces by stones, some smashed into pieces by heavy blows, and some buried directly in the ruins with stiff hands raised high.
There are many old people, children, and girls among them.
Many scenes are destroyed by certain martial arts, and many cracks are created artificially.
Tang Yan originally wanted to take Yueying into the hell world, but Yueying hugged her tightly, snuggling softly, not wanting to leave for a moment. As he walked forward, a faint mist appeared in the air, and the mist was slightly scarlet, like thin blood.
The fog shrouded the palace, seeming to announce the cruelty of the disaster, and also seemed to be floating with faint ghost whispers, sending out a cold and desolate feeling.
Deep in the mist, a royal palace came into view.
This ancient city is too majestic, with a majestic momentum. The city walls are over a hundred meters high and full of vicissitudes of time. The ruins and dilapidation cannot cover up its own ancient temperament. On the contrary, it is precisely because of the dilapidation and desolation that this ancient city is
The towering giant city seems to have come from ancient times across time and space.
In front of the palace, there is a huge city gate with a height of 100 meters, wide open, facing many cultivators.
The entire palace was destroyed, but the city gate stood firmly, as if it represented the pride and backbone of the Samsara clan, which was unyielding and unyielding.
Tang Yan pointed forward: "In front of the city gate is..."
Tang Chen looked around and saw a heavily armored old man standing with his head held high and glaring in front of him. He looked majestic and majestic. He didn't look old at all, but looked more majestic. He held the tiger-patterned halberd tightly in his right hand and inserted it diagonally into the soil. He was covered in heavy armor.
It is scarred and engraved with the desolation of war.
The old man stood there alone, full of murderous intent, and the ruins around him were empty.
But he was dead, and there were blood holes as big as fists in the two vital parts of his eyebrows and chest, which were empty and filled with blood.
"Who is he?" Tang Chen and Tang Yan asked at the same time.
"Qiao Yang. The Samsara clan has not appeared in the world for ten thousand years, and many strong men have not been recorded. However, Qiao Yang was a legendary figure long ago. He commanded the Samsara clan's imperial guard group ten thousand years ago. He killed everyone in all directions and made great achievements in battle. His realm...
...The peak of the Martial Saint."
"Oh? Peak Martial Saint?" The two of them exclaimed secretly.
"He is a very special being in the Samsara Clan, with both wisdom and courage, and a noble status." Tang Yaoyu secretly thought it was a pity, but he walked past Qiao Yang without stopping.