The third thousand two hundred and eleventh chapters eat clan
"You want me to show you the way to go to the Phoenix Clan to plead guilty? Then I'll give you this opportunity. The location of the Phoenix Clan is..."
The beautiful eyes of the Saint of the Phoenix Clan were full of anger, but before she could finish speaking, she was immediately interrupted by Zhuo Wen.
"I know the location of the Phoenix Tribe better than you. The parchment map is clearly marked. Do you still need to tell me?" Zhuo Wen said in a cold tone, with an unkind look in his eyes.
The saintess of the Phoenix clan was stunned and said angrily: "Then why did you call me out? What do I have to do with other places? There is a human race like you, and you can't live long in the wild world."
"If you want to survive, you'd better rush to the Phoenix Clan immediately to plead guilty. Maybe I can intercede for you and save your life."
"Whether I can survive in the prehistoric world is not yours to worry about! Now, point out to me where the Devouring Tribe is near here, otherwise, don't blame me for dealing a heavy blow to you." Zhuo Wen looked murderous.
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Sensing the murderous intent in Zhuo Wen's eyes, the Phoenix Clan Saint's delicate body trembled, her eyes full of shame and anger.
This Zhuo Wen is really ignorant. If he doesn't go to the Phoenix Clan, why would he go to the Qing Clan?
But in the face of Zhuo Wen's murderous gaze, the arrogance of the Phoenix Clan Saintess suddenly waned. During this period of contact, she clearly understood the character of the damn human youth in front of her.
This guy does what he says, and he's not being pretentious.
For this reason, she suffered a lot at first.
"You will regret it. The Devouring tribe is dozens of kilometers away in the southeast, not that far away!" the Phoenix tribe said coldly.
Zhuo Wen waved his sleeves and brought the Saint of the Phoenix Clan into the big world, while he swept towards the southeast.
However, during the march, Zhuo Wen's body began to change, and his whole body began to be covered with pitch-black scales, with subtle black vortexes all over the surface of these scales.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen inspired the bloodline of the Devouring King hidden in the clone, making his form closer to that of the Devouring Clan.
Zhuo Wen kept flying along the southeast direction. When he reached the end of the golden grassland, he found that there was a rocky area at the other end of the golden grassland.
This rocky area is very large, with huge rocks randomly distributed around it.
Underneath the many rocks, Zhuo Wen saw a huge city standing in the center of the rocky area.
This giant city is very large. In the giant city, there are wide ancient streets and heavy buildings.
The most conspicuous thing about the giant city is a huge statue standing in the center of the giant city. This huge statue looks like a huge alien beast.
Zhuo Wen is most familiar with this strange beast. This is the full form of King Devourer.
In the giant city, figures covered with pitch-black scales were walking on the streets. These figures looked very similar to humans, but they had scales unique to the Devouring tribe, proving that they were not humans.
As early as in the Xuantian Realm, Zhuo Wen knew that many races in the Ancient Realm all acted in humanoid forms when not in combat mode.
There are too many races in the ancient world, and there are many huge alien races, such as the Devouring clan.
Almost every adult Qigong tribe has a body that can reach the size of a planet. It is not an exaggeration to say that it can cover the sky and the sun.
Although a huge body can bring great strength, it also brings disadvantages of inconvenient movement.
When the human race was divided, it was recognized as the most perfect form in the wild world.
Therefore, many races in the ancient world imitate the human race and live in a human-like form when they are not in combat mode.
Of course, if there is a war, these races will reveal their prototypes and attack with all their strength.
This giant city is the residence of the Phage tribe, and the humanoid figures Zhuo Wen saw were all members of the Phage tribe.
Zhuo Wen was not in a hurry to enter the Devouring tribe, but quietly hid behind a huge rock, and his breath converged.
The moment he saw this giant city, he felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere of this giant city.
The gates of the giant city were tightly closed, and the surrounding area was flashing with forbidden light. Moreover, the Devourers in the giant city were moving in a hurry and the atmosphere was solemn.
He knew that something terrible was about to happen.
Boom boom boom!
Zhuo Wen sensed that there was a dense vibration coming from far in front of the giant city.
In the distance, the sky was filled with smoke and dust, and a group of black troops were quickly rushing towards the giant city.
"Siege the city?"
When Zhuo Wen saw the rapidly approaching army from far away, he knew why the atmosphere in the Qing tribe was so heavily guarded and solemn.
Fortunately, he did not go directly to the giant city impulsively, otherwise, he would definitely be regarded as an enemy spy by the Fang tribe, and it would be hard to explain why.
Since the rock where Zhuo Wen was hiding was facing away from the giant city, and all the Qians in the giant city were focused on the army ahead, no one noticed the moment Zhuo Wen appeared.
At this moment, on the wall of the giant city, a middle-aged man with sharp eyes like an eagle and curly scales on his face stood on the wall like a bamboo pole, silently looking at the mighty army in the distance.
This middle-aged man is the strongest person in the Qing tribe and the King of the Qing tribe in this generation. His name is Bing Jue.
Bing Jue's cultivation level is only at the late stage of the Creator. With his bloodline of Devouring King, if it breaks out, he can fight against the Half-Step Creator.
Zhuo Wen, who was hiding in the dark, naturally noticed Bing Jue. His spiritual mind had already scanned the giant city, and he knew that Bing Jue was the Devouring King of the Devouring Clan.
Zhuo Wen couldn't help but shook his head and sighed. The Devouring clan was really only an insignificant clan in the ancient world. Even the strongest member of the clan, the Devouring King, only had the cultivation level of the Creator.
Moreover, in the sweep of Zhuo Wen's spiritual thoughts, the number of bite tribes in the giant city that had truly entered the third step of enlightenment did not exceed the number of one palm.
With Zhuo Wen's current strength, destroying this huge city of the Devouring Clan is just a matter of effort.
But Zhuo Wen did not do this and had no reason to do so.
The purpose of his coming to the Qing tribe was the three Hou Yi arrows. Since the Qing tribe is so weak, it shouldn't be difficult for him to take away the three Hou Yi arrows from the Qing tribe.
But now he is not taking action, mainly because he wants to observe the internal situation of the Devouring Clan. After all, he also has the blood of the Devouring King himself. If the Devouring Tribe does not disappoint him, Zhuo Wen does not mind helping the Devouring Tribe.
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Bing Jue narrowed his eyes and stared at the army in the distance with a solemn expression.
Standing behind Bing Jue are the left and right guardians of the Qing clan. These left and right guardians are the greatest masters of the Qing clan after Bing Jue. Both of them are in the middle stage of the Creator.
Among them, the left guardian is an old man with a long white beard.
The right protector is much younger, looking only in his twenties, with scarlet eyes and a violent aura exuding from his body.
"The Shenque tribe is getting more and more excessive. We have clearly told them that Hou Yi's divine arrows were snatched away by the Shengmin tribe and the Fire Elephant tribe many years ago. They actually said that we were lying.
, I must say that Hou Yi’s divine arrow is still in our tribe!”
The young right protector's scarlet eyes kept flashing, full of fear and fear.
Protector Zuo's eyes were filled with fire, and he said in a deep voice: "Clan Chief, the Divine Bird Clan is now riding on our heads. If we still tolerate it, where will the face of our Devouring Clan be?"
Bing Jue's eyes flickered and he nodded: "Guardian Zuo, you are right, the Divine Bird Clan is indeed going too far..."
Bang!
Before Bing Jue finished speaking, his right hand suddenly shot out and hit Zuo Protector on the chest with a palm.