Lingbi stood up slowly at this time, with a complicated and decisive look on his face, and slowly said: "I killed her!"
The square was in an uproar again, and the group of nobles on the steps were also dumbfounded. No one expected that he would actually admit it personally.
Lingbi said word by word: "Anyone can be the king, except her."
Tree God: "Reason."
Lingbi glanced at the corpse on the ground. Lingyun was still smiling. It seemed that she didn't even know that it was her biological father who had murdered her until her death.
There was also an inexplicable sadness in Lingbi's eyes: "Because once she becomes the king of our Qingshu tribe, she will definitely declare war with the God War Alliance, and our tribe will eventually be destroyed."
Many people can figure out the reason for this. With the huge interstellar fleet, well-equipped weapons, various advanced technologies and equipment, and so many psychic masters in the human world, the little Green Tree Tribe chose to fight with them.
Apart from destruction, I really can’t think of any other ending?
"Stupid." The font in the air changed again, and many people had already felt the disappointment of the gods.
At this moment, the face in the sky suddenly shattered into pieces, countless spiritual leaves that lost their luster fell down, and even the sky suddenly turned gray.
The people in the entire city of Murtaya became frightened again. They knelt on the ground one after another, and many people even kowtowed, but the tree god no longer appeared.
Ding Meng also noticed that something was wrong. Not only did the mysterious eyes in the darkness close, but they also completely disappeared. Even he could not feel the fresh, natural, pure and infinite vitality of the super life form.
, On the contrary, as the super life form disappeared, the vitality around it also began to disappear.
"Everyone, look, the sacred tree has changed!" Someone was almost crying.
Ding Meng took a closer look and saw that the huge green sacred tree in the center of the forest, its lush and strong branches and leaves were turning yellow, withering, and rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye...
This giant tree is the symbol of the entire Qingshu tribe. Now that the gods have disappeared and the giant tree has withered, the faith in everyone's hearts has collapsed. The scene has suddenly become chaotic. Some people are shouting at the sky and grabbing the earth, and some are kneeling and kowtow.
, some people were running down the mountain, but more people were fleeing for their lives.
"Everyone, don't panic!" The high priest used enough energy to speak to the entire royal city, "The king has sacrificed his most beloved daughter for the future of our clan. Now the people from the God War Alliance are rushing here, and we will fight with them
Cooperate to develop this forest. From now on, we will have enough food and clothing. We will also have starships to travel in space. We will also be able to live a better life like the human race. Please be patient and willing to follow the king. Please come to the square...
"
After hearing this, the spirit sword was furious, and with a "zheng" sound, he pulled out the Manzhu Sword. The green light immediately illuminated the entire audience. He gritted his teeth and said: "It turns out that you have colluded with the alliance a long time ago to use the alliance's fleet to consume
Using all the power of the tree god, I want to sell our homeland to the enemy, so that you can enjoy the fine clothing, food, wealth, and wealth of human beings, but let your tribe become slaves of human beings, a bunch of bastards..."
He cursed and flew towards the high priest.
Ding Meng quickly turned to Nicona and asked, "Is that so?"
Nicona's eyes were also a little sad, but more of a panic: "I can no longer sense the breath of Lord God. It may have dissipated, or it may have gone. Anyway, it is no longer in this place. It has no influence on us."
This nation is disappointed, it...it..."
As she spoke, tears fell from her eyes, and it was obvious that she felt desperate.
Ding Meng secretly said: "Is that so?"
Xiao Ai said solemnly: "It is extremely possible that the super life form has foreseen what is happening now. It cannot truly die. It is likely to use some kind of teleportation technology to leave here. This sacred tree is here
Decay proves it."
Jun Ling took Nicona's hand: "Don't be afraid, act according to God's will, I will cover you to go to the temple and take away the Holy Spirit."
The palace square is indeed in chaos at the moment. The dilapidation of the sacred tree directly caused the sky to darken. All kinds of shouts are heard throughout the city. The royal family, nobles and young talents inside and outside the palace are at a loss. Only the spirit sword does not care.
Everything rushed towards the high priest.
"Don't be so presumptuous!" The high priest was the top being among the Qingshu tribe. With an understatement of his hand, the spiritual sword flew out and fell next to Lingyun's body.
The high priest is still speaking loudly: "The king and even the princess have been sacrificed, so that our Qingshu tribe can escape from the fate of thousands of years of slash-and-burn farming, and have our own beautiful and wealthy cities and paradises like human beings. Please don't panic. Please
The elders of the major sects came to the square..."
"That's nonsense!" Lingjian couldn't help but get up and roared angrily: "Even his own daughter can be brutally killed. What's the difference between such a nation and beasts? Following you will only ruin the Qingshu tribe, everyone.
Brothers and sisters, it was only after my sister saw this that she was willing to stand up bravely.
Come to serve as the king, young friends, please do not blind your eyes and let your hands be stained with sin. If you are willing to be a true member of the Qingshu tribe, please stand by my side and protect our country together.
Home, drive away the God War Alliance, and recall our supreme tree god..."
When he shouted, most of the young people in the square ran up and stood beside him. The young people's blood was hot after all, their hearts were not dead, and they could not accept that the kind and fraternal princess was assassinated by a conspiracy.
result.
Now no one can control this chaotic situation. Ding Meng secretly used the "Heart Capturing Art" to transmit his spiritual thoughts to the spirit sword: "Take your sister's body away quickly, and keep it no matter what."
When he heard Ding Meng's voice, Lingjian realized that Jun Ling's light bird had flown onto Lingyun's body at some point, lowering its head and chirping. Lingjian was immediately startled.
It actually exuded a faint aura of the spirit at the same time.
At this moment, he no longer had any doubts, rushed forward and picked up Lingyun's body.
"Catch these traitors and kill them without mercy!" the high priest began to give orders.
As soon as he gave the order, the soldiers around him raised their javelins, axes and halberds and waved towards the center of the square to greet them.
Not to be outdone, the young people in the square drew out their swords one after another and began to fight. However, these young people still could not compare with the guards whose strength was close to that of the warriors. The swords only resisted twice in a symbolic way, and then they dropped their hands and broke.
His arm was severed, blood and flesh flew everywhere in the square, and screams continued.
The army of the Alliance of Gods has not arrived yet, but the Qingshu tribe is fighting among themselves.
At this moment, at the top of the palace, Jun Ling and Nicona have quietly sneaked into the temple hall. In the center of the hall, a ball of radiant blue energy is suspended in the air. This is the Aoki Holy Spirit.
Jun Ling looked at it curiously: "How to take it away?"
Nicona was a little nervous: "The Holy Spirit of our people is God's protection. It brings vitality and revitalizing power. Only pure people can touch it. I will give it a try."
After speaking, she slowly stretched out her arms and muttered something.
Sure enough, under her summons, the Holy Spirit seemed to have awakened, spreading out circles of green light in all directions, and then slowly flew towards Nicona.
With a "swish" sound, the Holy Spirit and Nicona merged into one, and it looked like a green pupil covering her body. Nicona was like a saint in the fairy light, ethereal, sacred and solemn.
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"Wow!" Jun Ling was also dazzled by the sight, "This energy is really strange."
Nicona said: "The Holy Spirit must not fall into the hands of the God War Alliance. As long as it exists in our Qingshu tribe, our tribe will not perish."
Jun Ling decisively drew out his short knife: "Let's go, I'll protect you, let's go to the factory to meet the elephants and the others."
Nicona nodded and quickly walked out of the temple.
She forgot one thing, the Holy Spirit not only fluctuated greatly, but also continued to spread the halo.
It couldn't be seen in the temple hall, but as soon as he ran out, a emerald green light expanded, and the green light suddenly lit up the entire palace.
How could such a conspicuous light be hidden from the high priest?
"She stole the Holy Spirit, kill her!" the high priest shouted at the top of his lungs.
The guards in the square turned around one after another, throwing the javelins in their hands towards the three-story attic like a rainstorm.
"Dang-dang-dang-dang!"
Jun Ling's short sword also danced with blades of light, trying desperately to block these flying javelins. However, although the Qingshu tribe was not technologically advanced, they were all good at melee combat in the jungle. These guards were like monkeys.
, climbed straight up the wall, climbed over the fence in three clicks, and jumped onto the third-floor rooftop.
At this time, countless stars fell rapidly in the air, and then quickly gathered into a ray of ice-blue brilliance. The brilliance flashed for a few times, and the five or six guards who had just climbed to the rooftop fell back.
Ding Meng stood guard in front of Jun Ling, and the mirror flower and water moon had transformed into the form of a big sword: "You go, I will hold them back, protect Nicona, and go to the factory to find a solution with the elders and others."
Jun Ling also sensed now that most of the young people in the square had been massacred. A large number of soldiers from the foot of the mountain were rushing towards the palace. These tree people were fully equipped and moved in an orderly manner. This was obviously the army of the Qingshu tribe. Visual inspection
There are no less than 50,000 people, and on the other side further away, there is a steady stream of armed forces gathering.
Jun Ling also knew that she could not handle such a large-scale enemy. She frowned and said, "What about you?"
Ding Meng said: "Don't worry, I'm definitely better than you if I can't escape, so hurry up!"
Jun Ling nodded, turned around and hugged Nicona. Crystal flames spurted out from the soles of Chuji's boots, and the two of them lifted into the air, dragging their long crystal flame tails.
"Don't let them escape!" the high priest shouted anxiously.
Javelins and arrows rained down from the palace, one after another, into the air. Of course, these attacks were completely negligible to the First Machine. The First Machine was like nothing else, and it was surprisingly tough to defend against.
