The superiority in numbers also gradually became apparent. Facing enemies several times their own, whether it was the Jinwuwei, the Wei clan, the Yan clan and other tribes, they suffered heavy casualties.
Even if the enemy on the opposite side cannot be defeated, they will besieged.
Almost all of them are attacking more with less, and there is a steady stream of strong men coming from the outside to attack and besiege.
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
"kill!"
Killing intent boils.
Even if Yuan Chenling and the guardian of Wuzhong were entangled by Jin Hongjiao, there were still Han Tianhao, Wu Longtu, Tian Shixiong and leaders of various clans participating in the war outside.
The sound of fighting echoed across the sky.
Blood spattered from high in the sky, like a rain of blood, and corpses fell down one after another. Pools of blood and mountains of corpses soon formed on the broken hills below.
Extremely tragic.
"Golden Crow Guards, hold on and don't retreat!"
Jin Tianlan let out a roar, and stabbed the two strong men with one shot. His hand shook wildly, and the gun light vibrated, shaking the two corpses into blood foam, and then he turned back to the Jinwu Guards to rescue them.
The Golden Crow Guard withstood the most attacks.
In just ten minutes, more than twenty people had died.
These are all elite and strong men of the Jin clan.
In the surrounding area, the enemies had surrounded them several times, obviously preparing to kill the Golden Crow Guards by trapping them, and this was obviously an order given by Yuan Chenling.
Just to prevent Tang Ming and Miao Liyun from escaping.
...The brutal fighting has reached a fever pitch.
The smell of blood is strong and tangy.
Tang Ming did not join the battle at this moment, but returned to the formation, with the realm of the Ultimate Realm flashing between his brows, and at the same time, mighty souls continued to pour into the formation.
The Great Wilderness Nine Yin Formation! Tang Ming has a hunch that if this formation is completed, it will solve today's crisis.
"Miao Liyun."
Tang Ming raised his head and shouted: "Quickly pour the breath from the witch totem into the formation eye."
A big wave of his hand.
Whoa! A strange totem shines.
Miao Liyun's pretty face tightened without any pretense, and she tried her best to transfer the witch's aura into the formation.
"Buzz——" "Buzz——" Miao Liyun's magical aura.
Tang Ming’s natal soul.
Keep pouring in.
It also allowed the Great Desolate Nine Yin Formation to gradually take shape, but it will still take some time for the formation to be completed.
"Damn it!"
"What kind of ghost formation is this? Why hasn't it condensed yet?"
Tang Ming cursed in his heart, but he had no choice but to continue to increase his efforts, constantly squeezing his own sea of divine knowledge, and controlling the influx of more and more natal souls.
Miao Liyun's whole body was soaked with sweat. She had just started practicing and it was very difficult to control the breath of the witch.
But she is also working hard.
Because there are countless people outside who are fighting for their lives to buy them time.
"Rumble..." Time passed slowly.
High in the air.
The golden light exploded.
Three figures flashed out instantly.
Blood spilled from the corner of Jin Hongjiao's mouth, but her old eyes were still sharp.
"The ancient witch needs blood to baptize, and today is the beginning."
Yuan Chenling's eyes were indifferent: "Jin Hongjiao, this is the only way for ancient witches to revive. Neither you nor the Jin clan can stop it."
"You can only be victims."
The totem between Yuan Chenling's eyebrows shone brightly, the void in front of him burst open, and endless murderous intent surged forward in an instant.
Jin Hongjiao was about to move.
But a silver light shone from the side, imprisoning her in place.
The guardian of the witch tomb is the best at confining witchcraft. She is not afraid of fighting alone, but now there is a stronger Yuan Chenling to face.
"Bang!"
"Pfft!"
Jin Hongjiao resisted Yuan Chenling's attack, but a totem cracked open on her cheek, dripping with blood.
But she also broke free from the confinement of the guardian of the witch tomb.
Below, the battle was even more fierce. The Golden Crow Guards suffered heavy casualties, and even Jin Tianlan was seriously injured.
Wei Chu even broke an arm.
The killing continues.
"It's time for all this to end."
Yuan Chenling raised his eyes, and his originally cold pupils were swaying with a dark mist. Even the high priest totem between his eyebrows was filled with evil energy at this moment.
"You dare to be tainted with evil arts and bring disaster to the ancient witches, and you will be punished by God!"
Jin Hongjiao drank in a low voice.
"God's punishment?"
Yuan Chenling smiled lightly and shook his head: "In this world, the strong are respected. The ancient witches have been declining for a long time. Only the supreme magic can change the destiny."
"If it is not broken, it cannot be established."
"When blood washes away the ancient witch, it is also the day when the ancient witch rises."
Yuan Chenling spread his hands and muttered something.
The sky suddenly dimmed.
An extremely huge, terrifying black lotus flower that covered the sky and the moon spread out boundlessly and shrouded the night sky.
even.
The witch totem was also slowly obscured.
Jin Hongjiao's heart trembled.
This aura is far beyond her.
Yuan Chenling had been hiding his strength all this time, but at this moment, the other party finally couldn't bear it any longer and used all his strength.
The strength of these evil cultivators! "From now on, I am the master of the ancient witches."
"Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish. Only blood and death can bring new life."
Yuan Chenling looked enthusiastic.
After today.
The Jin family, the Wei family, the Mu family, and the Qu family were destroyed, and the descendants of Shenwu were killed. In addition, he had conquered the leaders of the three major clans of Kang, Guan, and Feng, as well as the Tianwu family and the guardian of Wuzhong.
He is the king of the ancient witches in the entire Miao territory.
Even if there is still some clan power left, it is just the breeze sweeping away the fallen leaves, it is extremely simple.
When I thought that I was about to become the King of Ancient Witches and command the entire Miao territory.
Yuan Chenling became even more enthusiastic.
Emotionally.
Extremely excited.
"Crack!"
"Bang!"
The loud noise spread throughout the ancient witch, making everyone feel numb.
Um?
Yuan Chenling raised his eyebrows slightly. He thought it was the movement of himself using his magical power, but he soon realized that the movement did not come from him.
Because he was also affected, his mind was shocked, and even his soul was trembling.
"what's the situation?"
Yuan Chenling raised his head and looked at the sky.
Just a glance.
Yuan Chenling was stunned for a moment.
Not only him, but everyone including Jin Hongjiao and Wei Chu were also shocked by the vision in the sky.
"Rumble..." I saw endless strong winds, lightning and thunder.
Waves of extremely pure black mist filled the air. This black mist was different from the aura of ghosts and evil spirits, and it was also different from the evil methods of Shenzong.
Although it is cold.
But he is also full of endless domineering and violent murderous intentions.
"boom!!"
Black mist surged wildly.
The roar resounded endlessly, and finally converged into a roar like a wild beast.
"Roar——" A terrifying murderous intent filled the entire ancient witch land.
Amidst the billowing black mist.
Two huge spheres suddenly shone, one as crystal clear as white jade, and the other as dull as black stone.
Each of these two spheres is extremely large, with a diameter of ten meters, hanging high in the deepest part of the black mist.
Suddenly.
"Roar!!"
Another loud roar sounded.
This is the sound of dragon roar.
Rumble! The black mist gradually glowed with blood-colored light, and the blood condensed into scales, flashing with cold light. It was so vast that it was impossible to see the beginning and end at a glance.
As the dragon's roar continued to sound, the heaven and earth were silent, and countless bloody rays of light condensed into scales.
At the same time, it is accompanied by endless barbaric and ancient hostility.