War Spirit Tribe! The priest ran away, but the tribal monks did not.
They have never been exposed to the despair of aging and are still full of faith and fearlessness.
"Great Empress, Empress, wake up and punish these villains!"
They knelt before the spiritual altar.
There was a flickering light in the distance, and the concubine curled her lips.
Your ‘empress’ is one of our own.
"Yaoguang, those two are very valued by the master."
The master concubine suddenly said something.
"Well, so we have to help each other?"
Yaoguang has a clear mind.
"Yes, that's what I thought.
There is no need to be hostile, but we must have a sense of presence in front of the master."
The concubine nodded in agreement.
"It's just like an ordinary concubine trying to please the emperor, right?
But if we are playing tricks, Brother Xuan will probably give us a set of Su family's great swords."
Fluct light is a metaphor.
"Brother Xuan?
Su family's great sword?
Yaoguang, you are so naughty."
The concubine was amazed.
"Each other."
Yaoguang sneered.
"That's right, but it's a pity that I can't sleep with you."
The concubine sighed.
"He told me to eat shit."
Yaoguang's chest hurt.
"He just threw me away and wouldn't touch me at all. He had a look of disgust on his face."
The concubine sighed.
The two women looked at each other, feeling sympathy for each other.
"It seems that Xie Shuzhen is the only one in our Tiannan..." "You are so unmanly. There are so many girls in Tiannan, but just one?"
"That's right, don't they say that domestic flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers?"
"He may be an exception."
"I heard that men like to be sneaky. He has so many opportunities, how can he only have one?"
"I've asked about it, and it was an accident.
That guy can endure loneliness and is shameless enough to play with our feelings without even wanting to be responsible for us."
"Scumbag!"
"Ho, tui!"
The two women became more and more excited as they chatted.
Tianshu, who had just been chopped half to death, listened and was so angry that his orifices were bleeding.
Bitch! Tianshu banged his head on the ground and wanted to die... Soul-Calling Altar.
At this moment, Su Xuan obviously didn't know that his master concubine and Yaoguang's concubine were plotting against him.
His will has separated from Xiu Niang and Yue Zhaoxi, and they have also begun to transform, and their strength is definitely rising.
Su Xuan was shocked when he saw it.
Although it is much worse than him, it is already surpassing the average first-order spiritual emperor at this moment.
"This is not the limit. It has not caused the Spirit Emperor's calamity..." Su Xuan clicked his tongue in surprise.
Time passes quietly.
Su Xuan watched quietly, and the two women showed signs of waking up.
Su Xuan didn't hide anymore, and appeared at the soul-calling altar carelessly, waving his hand and scattering the ashes of the two sacrifices.
Seeing this scene, the war spirit tribe monks were filled with jealousy. They kept shouting, but the soul summoning altar was a forbidden area, and the tribe monks were not qualified to enter. Moreover, they were too weak at the moment and would definitely die if they took action.
Two days later.
"boom!"
The soul-calling altar exploded directly, and the fragments turned into streams of light and merged into the bodies of the two women.
The two women began to erupt with terrifying aura. Not to mention their own strength, just comparing the aura, ordinary spirit emperors can't compare to them, even higher-ranking spirit emperors! Su Xuan stepped back a little.
"It's a little perverted."
The concubine muttered.
"Don't be nervous, I was like this when I became emperor.
If Brother Xuan can take notice, we are all good."
Fluctuating light comforts.
"real?"
The concubine was pleasantly surprised.
"Yes, you are just too salty."
"..." The concubine's eyelids twitched: "Don't talk about me if you're second on the list."
"You are third, I know."
"Haha, I've carried my master on my back before, have you?"
The concubine said proudly.
"I...I beat him down!"
Yao Guang was anxious.
"You are so awesome."
The concubine was amazed that the relationship between the two women had increased rapidly in the past two days, and it had reached the point where they liked to fight each other.
The light flickered for a moment, and I felt an unkind look from Su Xuan in the distance.
"You hurt me?"
Yaoguang lowered his voice and said angrily.
"I feel like I'm going to be beaten. Since we are good sisters, we naturally have to share the joys and sorrows together and cannot run away on our own."
The concubine said naturally.
Fluctlight: "..." At this moment.
The tribal monks began to party.
"Empress, kill him!"
"Empress, make the decision for us!"
They have hope.
Under their gaze, Xiu Niang and Yue Chaoxi slowly opened their eyes, their eyes as bright as stars showing a little confusion, but also majesty and vicissitudes of life.
"Hiss, it's the empress for sure!"
"I feel the pressure!"
The monks from the War Soul Tribe shouted in surprise, feeling the aura of awe and submission from the two women.
But the next moment.
"master!"
The two women ran to Su Xuan in surprise.
Tribal monk: "..." "Thank you, Master."
The two women spoke again.
After the battle with Wu Tianji, they finally recovered.
This is not a short-lived experience.
When they went to save Su Xuan, they had a certain death mentality, and Su Xuan also spent a lot of energy to save them. This filled the two women's hearts with joy, and they felt that the distance between them and Su Xuan had been reduced.
"Um."
Su Xuan nodded, looking at the two women he always felt a little weird, like he was facing the Fighting Soul Empress?
Although the two women still respect her, they always feel that something has changed.
At this moment, the monks from the War Soul Tribe began to wail.
"No, Empress, you...you are so noble, how can you do this!"
"This is an ant, you should crush him!"
"In the past...just let him pass. You are the supreme empress!"
At this moment, all the monks in the War Spirit Tribe were heartbroken, and several even vomited blood and fainted.
"Um?"
When Xiu Niang and Yue Chaoxi heard this, they exploded.
They seemed to have great suppression and restrictions on the monks of the War Soul Tribe. Once they were intimidated, the bodies of several monks who cursed Su Xuan unabashedly exploded.
The tribal monks remained silent.
There are many spiritual emperors among monks in the War Spirit Tribe. I don’t know whether it’s because of their strong faith and firm belief, or something else. They don’t have any higher-level spiritual emperors, but there are many first- and second-level spiritual emperors, about twenty in total.
This is a bit abnormal.
Su Xuan didn't kill them because he felt that these people would grow tremendously under the control of Xiu Niang and Yue Zhaoxi.
When no one said anything, the embroiderer said coldly: "From now on, you must respect him as much as you respect us, or even more!"
"Those who dissatisfy get out of the tribe!"
Yue morning and evening also spoke.
The hearts of all the tribal monks were cold.
But the Fighting Soul Empress is their belief, and if they abandon it now, their cultivation will be ruined... They can only endure it, and their teeth will be broken.
"Did you hear that?"
The embroiderer shouted sharply.
"Yes...yes!"
They responded by vomiting blood.
Xiu Niang and Yue Chaoxi didn't care. They looked at Su Xuan and asked if he was satisfied.
Su Xuan was speechless.
These warrior soul tribe monks probably hate him with all their heart.
But Su Xuan didn't care, but the two women's strong control over the War Soul Tribe made him nod slightly.
Seeing Su Xuan nod, the two women immediately smiled and stood obediently behind Su Xuan.
"Fuck, you bitch!"
Yao Guang scolded.
"shameless!"
The master's concubine also scolded him.
……at the same time.
The location of the Kushimai River.
The turbid corpse water is flowing, this is a place that looks like a purgatory on earth.
Bones were piled up on both sides of the river, and white corpses loomed in the river. Even in broad daylight, it looked eerie and terrifying.
This day.
The priest came to the river of corpses.
"An Xiaohong, Priest of the War Spirit Tribe...asks to see Mr. Si Ling, the Young Master of the Corpse!"
The priest spoke respectfully, but his heart was full of expectations.
She wants to take Si Ling back to War Spirit and have a return of the king.