After receiving the news, the other nine tribes of the descendants of the ancient gods also made full preparations for war. They called back all the powerful tribesmen who had gone out and set up heavy defenses around the tribe.
The demons in the Northern Wasteland are very scary and powerful. There are many demon kings, and their overall strength is similar to that of the ten major tribes descended from the ancient gods.
That's why the two sides have been fighting for endless years, and neither can do anything to the other.
However, if the masters from the Qintian Star Region are added, the balance will be broken.
In the Qintian Star Territory, more than a dozen god kings came, and the god kings who came in were all extremely powerful beings.
More than a dozen extremely powerful god-kings, plus countless masters in the realm of gods, join forces with the demons of the Northern Wilderness Demonic Plain to annihilate the clan of descendants of the ancient gods.
This is a life and death crisis for the descendants of the ancient gods.
The ten major tribes are preparing nervously for war.
In this way, half a month has passed, but there seems to be no movement in the Northern Wasteland.
"There has been no movement so far. Could it be that the news is false?"
"Yes, have we been deceived?"
Some people from the ten major tribes began to discuss.
but...
Ho ho ho...
The roar of demons came from the north, completely defeating any doubts.
From the Northern Wilderness Demonic Plain, endless demons emerged, killing the ten tribes descended from the ancient gods.
Among the endless demons, we also saw the figures of the powerful men from the Qintian Star Region.
...
Rumble!
Outside the Eighth Tribe, endless demons are pouring towards the Eighth Tribe. Their numbers are endless. They are much more than the number of demons that besieged the Ice Soul Clan's base a few decades ago.
Roar! Roar!
From behind the demon army, there were several earth-shaking roars, and several behemoths were looming in the void in the distance, but the terrifying pressure made everyone feel breathless.
That is, the Demon King!
The King of Demons is equivalent to the King of Gods, an existence in the realm of God-King.
"Kill, defeat the descendants of the ancient gods for me, all the descendants of the ancient gods, for your enjoyment."
The voice of a demon king spread throughout the entire place.
It is said that as long as the demon devours the descendants of the ancient gods and fuses the blood of the ancient gods in the descendants of the ancient gods, they will be able to give birth to spiritual intelligence.
The demons that gave birth to spiritual wisdom in the Northern Wilderness Demonic Land now were the result of devouring the descendants of the ancient gods.
No wonder, this time the demon will join forces with the masters from the Qintian Star Region, and they will gain something from each other.
The demon wants to devour the descendants of the ancient gods, the masters of the Qintian Star Region, and wants the treasures of the descendants of the ancient gods.
Rumble!
Roar! Roar!...
Countless demons roared and rushed towards the eighth tribe with red eyes.
"Kill, kill all these monsters!"
The warriors of the eighth tribe roared. They stood on the city wall, took out big bows, bent the bows and nocked arrows, and shot out arrows one after another.
These arrows were so powerful that some powerful demons were directly pierced by the arrows and nailed to the ground.
However, the number of demons is endless, and they keep coming like a tide.
Soon the two sides were fighting hand to hand.
All the descendants of the ancient gods who were able to transform into the bodies of the ancient gods were all transformed into the bodies of the ancient gods.
On the city wall of the eighth tribe, a tall and majestic figure appeared, roaring into the sky, wielding various weapons, and fighting with demons.
Lu Ming also immediately transformed into the body of an ancient god, thrust out his spear continuously, and killed one monster after another.
Roar! Roar!
There was an earth-shattering roar, and the Demon King took action, killing him from high in the sky. The terrifying aura was overwhelming and terrifying to the extreme.
"kill!"
From the eighth tribe, several figures also rushed out. Each one was over a hundred meters tall. They were the god kings of the eighth tribe.
A terrible battle broke out at high altitude between the powerful men of the God King Realm on both sides.
Fighting together, it's hard to tell the winner.
However, after fighting for a while, a human-sized figure came out of the distance in the distance, exuding terrifying pressure.
God King, another God King.
"The God King of the Strange Demon Academy."
Lu Ming's eyes narrowed.
Lu Ming was very familiar with this God King. He was the one who led the people from the Strange Demon Academy to the Ice Soul Tribe base and wanted to kill Lu Ming. How could Lu Ming forget?
The God-King of the Strange Demon Academy joined the battle group. Immediately, the battle shifted towards the side of the Demon Clan. The God-King of the Eighth Tribe was gradually losing ground.
In the end, the god-king of the eighth tribe had no choice but to retreat and return to the eighth tribe to open a large formation to resist the demon's offensive.
The eighth tribe relied on the power of the formation to block the demon's attack.
Swish! Swish!...
Outside the formation, several huge demon kings and the god kings of the Strange Demon Academy stood outside, watching indifferently.
Suddenly, another tall figure came from another direction.
"The God King of the Immortal Sword Sect."
Lu Ming's eyes narrowed.
Another god-king has arrived.
The number of god kings on the Eighth Tribe's side is completely outnumbered by the other side.
"Take action and break their formation."
The God King of the Immortal Sword Sect spoke coldly, and then, a terrifying sword light rose into the sky, as if it was going to split the entire universe in half, and slashed towards the eighth tribe.
Rumble!
The sword light struck the formation, causing the formation to vibrate crazily.
"Take action!"
At the same time, several demon kings and god kings from the Strange Demon Academy also took action. All kinds of terrifying attacks fell on the formation, causing the formation to shake crazily.
If several god-kings from the Eighth Tribe hadn't joined forces to control the formation, the formation would have been broken by the attacks of so many god-kings.
Even so, it was very difficult for them to resist.
Rumble!
Outside, the attacks continued for more than an hour before the attacks stopped.
"retreat!"
Then, a demon king issued an order, and countless demon kings retreated, standing in the distance, looking indifferently.
The demons have not given up. They are retreating. They are just repairing and recovering. When they return to their peak condition, they will definitely continue to attack.
Sure enough, two days later, the demon clan, masters from the Yimo Academy and the Immortal Sword Sect launched another attack.
After attacking for a while, they retreated to repair.
"This is not the way to go. The energy of the formation will be exhausted sooner or later. If the formation is broken, we will definitely not be able to stop them."
In the eighth tribe, a group of masters gathered to discuss matters, and an old man sighed.
"What should we do? Is our clan really going to be destroyed this time?"
The other old man looked full of sadness.
"Our clan must not be destroyed. In the current situation, the only way to survive is to retreat first, retreat to the first tribe, and unite with the first tribe."
The leader of the eighth tribe said.
"What? If we want to retreat, then we don't want the ancestral land that our clan has passed down for endless years?"
Someone trembled.
The Eighth Tribe, their ancestral land, has been passed down for endless years. There are various holy places for cultivation and blood pools, which are the source of their tribe's prosperity. It would be a huge loss to just abandon it.