“I finally escaped, and I don’t know how far I teleported!
"Damn the Markless Tribe, you have put me in a desperate situation, and I will definitely cut you into pieces.
"I hate it!"
Looking at the trees blocking out the sky, Heiyou lay on the ground breathing heavily.
But he can't get up yet. There's no other way. The injury is too serious. He can barely move his fingers at most. Blackmail needs to recover from his injuries for a while.
Too tragic.
It is simply a joke that a dignified sixth-grade master was killed like this by a fifth-grade ant.
Heiyou also had to pray that there wouldn't be any vicious monsters nearby, otherwise he might be eaten alive.
A few seconds passed, and the world fell silent.
Blackmail quietly relaxed a little.
Perhaps, I am lucky and should be able to survive.
"For the last sound transmission array, I will send a sound transmission to Hong Jing and ask him to tell the clansmen that the Wuwen clan has taken away the spring fire of the eight clans.
"As for me, I can't go back. I can only be a wandering warrior in the wet realm for the rest of my life. Once caught by the Yangxiang tribe, I will die.
"If you lose the spring fire, you will be peeled off and cramped.
"Not only me, but the seven district generals from other races ended up with skin peeling and cramps."
While Heiyou murmured to himself, he also drew a palm-sized pattern on the ground with his palm.
This is a sound transmission array mastered by Heiyou, but with his current injury, he can only use it once, although the distance is not limited, and the sound transmission time needs to be brewed for a long time.
He described Su Yue's stealing of the spring fire of the eight tribes into the sound transmission array.
It may take ten minutes for the sound transmission array to reach Hong Jing.
As for what happened next, it has nothing to do with his blackmail.
In fact, from the moment Heiyou sensed Su Yue's virtual space, he was already ready to flee.
Therefore, instead of trying to find a way to seek help from his clansmen, he used the only blood array teleportation in his life, which was so long-distance that no one could find his traces.
Regardless of whether he can kill Hongdan or not, he has no way out.
For losing the spring fire of the eight tribes, all eight of their district generals will have to bear the cruelest punishment. This is the rule they knew before going to Mengtian City.
Give the news to Hong Jing, and Black Mail will be as kind as possible.
One oversight ruined his life.
The humid air in the open air made Heimao very uncomfortable, but there was nothing he could do.
Fortunately, he is not far from the seventh level and can barely survive in the depths of the jungle. He can only hope to break through to the ninth level in his lifetime.
Ruined!
My future as a blackmailer has been completely destroyed.
Oh my God.
Why are you so unfair.
Why do you want me to encounter that patternless tribe?
If there hadn't been this accident, how perfect would my life have been.
…
Not far away, Feng Jiajia and the other three were also muttering.
"Kill or not, this sixth-grade man may be seriously injured."
Feng Jiajia gave the two seniors a look.
This is a tacit understanding of fighting together for a long time.
"No kill!"
Bai Xiaolong had a sullen face and shook his head indifferently.
"Are you a coward?"
Meng Yang's pupils widened.
Meng Yang felt a sense of shame in teaming up with such a coward.
He didn't dare to catch a seriously injured sixth-grade man, he was so cowardly.
Feng Jiajia also looked at Bai Xiaolong in surprise.
According to her understanding of Bai Xiaolong, he shouldn't be so cowardly.
"Feng Jiajia, use insects to control this beast's facial features and lock all his joints.
"Catch alive!"
However, they both misjudged Bai Xiaolong.
It was obvious that such a complicated conversation could not be conveyed with eyes, so Bai Xiaolong danced and gestured with tactical gestures.
Feng Jiajia was shocked for two seconds.
What?
Capture the sixth grade alive?
So arrogant!
Then, she came back to her senses.
Actually, you can really give it a try.
Anyway, this sixth-grade man has scars all over his body and looks like he is dying. If you don’t arrest him, it will be useless. If you can torture him, you can get some information.
If it were other warriors, they might not be able to capture him alive, but she was a descendant of the Feng family of Gu insects. After being imprisoned by the insects, she could make the master unable to even commit suicide.
"Um!"
Then, Feng Jiajia nodded.
Buzz!
She moved her fingers, and instantly, countless insects were walking in the mud, targeting the black mail lying on the ground.
Meng Yang licked his tongue.
If Bai Xiaolong wanted to capture this grandmaster alive, would he be a fat sheep?
There are still two months left before graduation. If you want to break through to the Grand Master before graduating from Wuhan University, you will need a lot of money.
They all couldn't wait to make contributions.
…
"Damn it, where did the bugs come from? Bah!"
Blackmail lay on the ground like a dead man, not daring to make any movement for fear of attracting some evil monster.
Uncomfortable!
In the wild jungle, the air is cold and humid, and the mud on the ground is also extremely cold.
He had just left the Holy Land, and he had already begun to miss the dry temperature of Mengtian City, the warm torches, and the awe-inspiring eyes of every warrior towards him.
No wonder, the warriors in the scattered star city are all crazy and want to occupy the earth.
It turns out that the living environment is so harsh.
But the house leaked and it rained all night.
The black mail cannot be moved for the time being, but there are many insects crawling up.
Many bugs even burrowed into his nostrils, and he could only control the little bit of energy and blood he had to expel the bugs.
But Black Mail thought too much.
After more than ten seconds, he realized the big problem.
These insects are starting to get out of control.
The biggest advantage of bugs is that there are so many of them that they are almost impossible to count.
"Don't you think of me as a corpse? Get out of here, even the insects are bullying me!"
Black Post wants to cry but has no tears.
Now is when he is at his weakest, but he must not be bitten to death by insects.
There are more and more insects, thousands of them, densely packed, and they have crawled all over Heiyou's body.
The only thing he was lucky about was that the insects didn't seem to bite anyone.
Just don't eat yourself.
Once your energy and blood recover a little, you can disperse these little things.
Damn wild jungle, living conditions are so bad.
How will I spend the long wandering journey ahead?
But Blackmail didn't realize it at all.
All the joints in his body have been locked by insects.
It is simply a luxury for him to want to regain his strength.
At this time, Bai Xiaolong and the others made sure they were safe, then stood up and cautiously walked to Heiyou.
"you……"
Seeing Feng Jiajia and the others, Heiyou was almost frightened to death.
No pattern tribe
The people who are riding horses are the people without patterns.
Black Post already hates the Wuwen tribe to the core. These beasts are simply a lingering nightmare.
He wanted to stand up.
But it was then that Heiyou realized that he had been buried alive by the insects. It was as if a mountain range was pressing on him and he couldn't even move his fingers.
"Bai Xiaolong, why do you have to capture him alive?"
Feng Jiajia asked curiously.
Meng Yang didn't understand either.
Aren't you tired of holding on to a burden?
"Details, don't you all observe details?
"Look carefully at this Yangxiang tribe. What he is wearing is different from the ordinary Yangxiang tribe. If my guess is correct, this is the leather robe from the Holy Land of the Eight Tribes.
"Also, when he came, he activated the teleportation array. Do you know what the teleportation array means? If you are not a Yangxiang tribe who is either rich or noble, how can you understand the teleportation array."
Bai Xiaolong squatted in front of Heiyou and pinched Heiyou's nose.
Well, good, still alive.
It's just that these eyes are a little weird.
The eyes of other Yangxiang tribesmen are extremely fierce and bloodthirsty.
But the eyes of this Yangxiang tribe feel like they are crying.
I really cried.
Sigh, don't cry. If we take you back, we won't necessarily kill you. We will most likely torture you first, and we may also cut you into slices for study.
What a fragile sixth-grade master.
"Wow, Bai Xiaolong, you can do it, you are knowledgeable enough."
Feng Jiajia's eyes lit up.
A sixth-grade Yang Xiang clan is not unusual, but a sixth-grade one from the Holy Land of Eight Tribes is rare.
"Why is he crying?
"What a weak Yangxiang tribe, so pitiful!"
Feng Jiajia also observed the black mail.
Black Mail was really angry and cried.
What is my fate?
Why am I so unlucky, why am I so weak?
Just escaped from the wolf's den and fell into the tiger's mouth again.
The black mail student has no love.
Resistance is hopeless.
What else can I do except get so angry that I cry?
Pitiful?
Do you need to pity me for being a blackmailer?
"Such a pitiful grandmaster, why don't we cut off his limbs and turn him into a human stick?"
Feng Jiajia said again.
Heiyou whined, but there was no sound coming out of his mouth, and his mouth was filled with insects.
Are you devils?
Why should I be cut into a human stick? I'm not convinced.
"Forget it, let's take it back first, just in case it is useful to the scientific research institute.
"Didn't Su Yue capture Cang Ji's man some time ago? That guy is very useful to the Research Institute. If this guy is also valuable, we will make a fortune."
Bai Xiaolong shook his head.
To be a human being, you must have a view of the overall situation.
We are all ruthless people who are about to break through the Grandmaster. Our IQs are all above average, so don’t lose your wits easily.
"Okay, let's go back through another path while the war is in chaos."
Feng Jiajia nodded.
Then, the bug wrapped the black mail and transported it on the ground.
The three fifth-grade ones also cautiously returned to the Shigui Tower to lurk.
Meng Yang frowned along the way.
It seems that all my limelight has been stolen by Bai Xiaolong.
…
Xuji River!
Although it was delayed for about ten minutes, and although there was a narrow escape from death along the way, in the later stage, the number of bows and arrows of the Zhangmu tribe gradually decreased, and maybe their health value began to be insufficient.
Jin Guoqian is finally not far from the other side.
Of course, on the Xuji River, the pursuers already exceeded 200 Grand Masters.
Most of them are sixth-grade, but there are also more than 30 seventh-grade ones.
After all, it is a holy land of eight tribes, with a high proportion of sixth-grade grandmasters. However, the actual combat ability of this group of pursuers is not as good as that of Sanxing City. Many of them have never actually been on the battlefield. They came to pursue the spies this time out of sheer curiosity.
Even the Bipeds, Insectheads and Thorns have three or five Grandmasters following them.
They were just fishing in troubled waters, purely to watch the fun.
The sky above Qixia City.
Yan Chenyun was bombarded until he was dripping with blood, and there was not a single piece of intact skin on his body.
Although he was seriously injured, Yan Chenyun's will was as strong as steel and he had no intention of giving in. He was still persisting desperately.
5 ninth-grade men with gloomy faces.
This old guy Yan Chenyun is much more difficult to deal with than imagined.
At the same time, the four races and nine grades have also been brewing the Four Elephant Locks in their palms for a long time.
They all know that Yan Chenyun has reached the end of his strength, and the belief that supports Yan Chenyun now is the spring fire of the Wuwen clan.
If Yan Chenyun knew that the spring fire was ineffective, his emotions would fluctuate and his fighting spirit would collapse for an instant.
That moment was their chance to kill him.
At the same time, it was also the moment when the four tribes plotted against each other.
Everything is ready, just waiting for that little beast from the Wuwen clan to come ashore and hand over the spring fire to Nie Haijun.
"Hmph, let's make chaos and fight. The only winner in the end is me, the Yangxiang Clan."
Cang Du glanced at Qixia City.
Sure enough, the warriors of the Wuwen tribe were already ready to take over.
Cang Du could already imagine that Qixia City would definitely cheer when the little spy came ashore.
Even the expression on Yan Chenyun's face changed.
Cangji sneered.
He could already see the Wuwen tribe's frustration for a moment.
The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
Yan Chenyun couldn't bear the ups and downs either.
Nie Haijun looked at Jin Guoqi, which was getting closer and closer, and his whole body was trembling.
China's plan has been brewing for so many years. Whether it can succeed or not depends on this battle.
But Jin Guoqian lived up to the military's hopes and returned successfully.
This child has really endured too much.
The young people in China are all good.
Along the way, seven arrows penetrated Jin Guoqian. He was in a very bad condition due to blood loss.
But the spring fire in his hand was safe and sound.
On the shore, more than a dozen warriors were ready to treat Jin Guoqian. He was too seriously injured. If he delayed, the other party might lose his life.
Whoosh!
At this moment, a young warrior threw a branch towards the Xuji River.
Afterwards, Bai Ziqing jumped down, stepped on the branches, and rushed directly towards Jin Guo Gorge.
right!
It's white with green characters.
Due to some things, Bai Ziqing was delayed for some time.
But luckily, it's still in time.
Buzz!
When he was within the range of the silver needle, Bai Ziqing used his healing tactics and immediately used the silver needle to restore Jin Guoqian's injuries.
"call!
"Reinforcements have finally arrived."
Jin Guoqian let out a long breath.
Almost.
He almost died.
Several times, the arrows from the Palm Eye Clan were about to kill me.
After many hardships.
I'm finally back.
He could already see the waving crowds on the shore.
"Can you hold it?"
Bai Ziqing stepped forward and supported Jin Guoqian.
He is a fifth-level warrior and can float on the branches of the Xuji River. This is a method of warfare.
"It's not a big problem, we won."
Jin Guoqian finally smiled.
I quite disliked this guy at first, after all, he always stole the limelight from me.
But now I still feel like I'm seeing my relatives.
Jin Guoqian even wanted to hug Bai Ziqing.
Suffering makes oneself start to pervert!
"Let's go, I'll take you for a ride."
Bai Ziqing nodded.
He stepped on the branches and led the way, while holding Jin Guoqian's arm with his palm.
After a while, they came back much faster.
Under the lake, Zhao Jiangtao also breathed a long sigh of relief.
My mission was finally completed successfully, and I was lucky enough to live up to my mission.
How thrilling.
In the distant sky, the two palm tribes were still quarreling.
The content of their mutual complaints was that one of them had poor archery skills and almost killed the target mission.
In the end, the two grandmasters even made an appointment to have a showdown. There were several warriors nearby encouraging them, and it was chaos.
But a group of pursuers who didn't know the truth were filled with righteous indignation.
They also wanted to chase them to Qixia City and kill them, but three eighth-grade people were sitting on the banks of the Xuji River, and they, the sixth- and seventh-grade people, did not dare to go ashore.
After all, there seemed to be more than 200 grandmasters, half of them came to watch the fun, and the remaining half, 60%, had no courage to fight against the eighth grade, and had no intention of fighting at all, so they were a rabble.
certainly.
The rabble also has some distinctive characteristics.
Although they are timid at heart, they are extremely sharp when talking.
On the lake, Yang Lezhi's transformed wooden pile is not far from the shore.
He was also very tired.
The water in the lake is cold and Yang Lezhi's bones hurt when he soaked in it. He must not have gout or rheumatism. I am still so young and handsome, so I cannot suffer from chronic diseases.
Oh, brother, why are you running away!
What are you anxious about? Duquanhuo can't be used anyway.
You should just wait for me.
Yang Lezhi roared in his heart.
Jin Guoqian was unkempt and had never had a close conversation with Yang Lezhi, so he didn't recognize him.
Regarding Jin Guoqian, Yang Lezhi only knew this person's name, and he came from the Warring States Military Academy.
Not familiar yet.
"Hmph, you beasts of the Markless Tribe, who of you dares to come up and fight?"
A Cyborg race chased him to the shore. He was so angry that he punched him into the lake.
As luck would have it, a huge wave hit the wooden pile that Yang Lezhi transformed into, and actually moved forward a certain distance through the waves.
In this way, Yang Lezhi was lucky enough to save his energy.
"Brother, you should go ashore and fight."
Yang Lezhi glanced at the pursuers in the air and could only sigh.
What are they?
But Yang Lezhi was still lucky. Although Xu Baiyan took a temporary break, his luck seemed to have not been used up yet.
Ashore.
With the help of Bai Ziqing, Jin Guoqian finally landed.
Qixia City cheered.
Then, an eighth-level warrior carried Jin Guoqian on his shoulders and immediately arrived at Nie Haijun's place.
"Dean, fortunately you have lived up to your mission."
Jin Guoqian took the spring fire over with a smile on his face.
Mission successful.
"Kid, thank you for your hard work. Leave the rest to us."
Nie Haijun patted Jin Guoqian's shoulder with trembling hands.
He is proud of this generation of young people.
Then, he opened the Disaster Elimination Cauldron.
It takes him a few minutes to refine the spring fire.
"Don't let anyone bother me."
Nie Haijun signaled Jin Guoqian to rest, and at the same time, he said to an eighth-grade man.
"clear!"
The eighth-grade lieutenant general nodded.
Jin Guoqian was really tired. He hurriedly went aside to rest while swallowing the pill in big mouthfuls.
Suddenly, he thought of Xue Jinlong again.
Jin Guoqian felt particularly sad.
I hope he can see China's victory in heaven.
"Mucheng, it seems we are here a little too much."
Bai Ziqing walked aside and said.
In fact, Jin Guoqian could still come back without his own treatment.
He and Mucheng came to Qixia City at the same time to support them, and they happened to meet each other on the road. Unexpectedly, they arrived late.
This is the Seibu battlefield, and Mucheng has no shirking duty. She has just finished her training and must come.
As for Bai Ziqing, something has delayed her.
"Well, it's best if you can complete the task."
Mucheng nodded.
She glanced at the sky.
Yan Chenyun's situation is very bad.
The dean must hurry up, otherwise the longer you delay, the worse it will be.
"Mucheng, your recent meals...should be good."
Afterwards, Bai Ziqing sighed sincerely.
She was obviously a beautiful girl with clear water and hibiscus, but suddenly she became a few sizes swollen.
When Bai Ziqing first saw Mucheng, he almost didn't recognize him.
"Well, there is nothing I can do about what is needed for cultivation."
Mucheng sighed.
She is a little afraid to see Su Yue now. With this look, she must not be disliked by Su Yue.
Moreover, Feng Jiajia’s green tea won my boyfriend’s heart forever, and I was attacked from both sides.
As for the fact that Su Yue and Feng Jiajia were holding hands during the battle at the Scientific Research Institute, Mucheng didn't mind. She knew that Feng Jiajia's green tea must have been the one who got in the way of what Su Yue needed to fight.
The key is the Gongling.
This little girl also has to be on guard.
So difficult.
Time passed bit by bit, and everyone was waiting for Nie Haijun's results.
The warriors have already thought of how to celebrate.
"Hey, there's someone on the shore."
At this time, Mucheng's sharp eyes suddenly said.
Zhao Jiangtao has just come back. Logically speaking, it is impossible for anyone to come back from Xuji River.
But Mu Cheng clearly saw that it was a human race.
He climbed onto the shore.
“Go check it out!”
Bai Ziqing also spotted the figure.
Then, the two people hurried towards the river.
They are quite bored standing here.
In fact, before Mucheng and Bai Ziqing, the eighth-level warriors from Qixia City had already spotted the figure.
That's Yang Lezhi.
He finally climbed to the shore, and the disguise of Sha Pseudo Technique could be lifted.
It's so happy to be back in the safe zone.
"Who?"
However, a terrifying grandmaster's pressure almost broke all the bones in Yang Lezhi's body, and the sand sculptures in his body almost came out.
"I am human race, Beiwu Yang Lezhi."
Yang Lezhi quickly explained.
"Beiwu?
"How do you prove it?"
The eighth-grade lieutenant general said coldly.
He is a warrior from the Southern District battlefield and does not understand Beiwu at all.
"ah?"
Yang Lezhi was stunned.
Why the hell do I have to prove that I am who I am?
Stop talking nonsense, I still have information to tell you.
"Yang Lezhi?"
At this time, Mucheng ran over.
She recognized Yang Lezhi at a glance.
"this?"
Yang Lezhi looked at the obese version of Mucheng, his face distorted.