The soul of the ancient god is brave and invincible, its strength is so amazing, and its speed is so fast that it can kill ordinary god-kings as if they were killing vegetables.
In a matter of seconds, ten demon kings and five god kings from the Qintian Star Region were killed by the soul of the ancient god. The result was a brilliant one.
boom!
The soul of the ancient god killed another god king.
This person is the God King of the Ice Soul Clan.
"My life is at risk!"
The Ice Soul God King roared in his heart, thinking that he was dead.
However, when the ancient god's soul came to him, it did not continue to attack. Instead, it glanced at him coldly, rushed past him, and then killed the god king of the Red Flame tribe.
, and killed the God King of the Red Flame Clan.
The God-King of the Ice Soul Tribe survived the catastrophe and was about to collapse. At the same time, he was also extremely confused.
"Why doesn't this ancient god's soul kill me? It's strange. I don't care. Let's take the clan members and retreat first."
The God-King of the Ice Soul Clan secretly rejoiced, and then took some people from the Ice Soul Clan and quickly left here, fleeing towards the direction where they came to build the base.
Naturally, he didn't know that the reason why the Ancient God's Soul didn't kill him was because of Lu Ming.
Previously, Lu Ming gave the images of some of the people he wanted to protect to the ten chiefs. The ten chiefs controlled the souls of the ancient gods and could see what the souls of the ancient gods saw.
The Ice Soul God King was one of the images painted by Lu Ming, so the Ancient God Soul let him go and did not kill him.
"Kill, kill out, kill all the monsters!"
At this moment, an elder from the first tribe yelled.
"kill!"
Then, the army of the descendants of the ancient gods swarmed out and attacked the demon army.
At this moment, the army of demons was completely defeated and had no resistance. They fled in all directions. Soon after, they were overtaken by the army of descendants of the ancient gods and killed indiscriminately.
The powerful god kings of the ten major tribes also cooperated with the soul of the ancient god to kill those demon kings and god kings of the Qintian Star Region.
This was a massacre that lasted for a long time before it came to an end.
Because the soul of the ancient god was too far away from the first tribe, it was difficult for the ten chiefs to control it, so they stopped chasing it.
The army of the ancient god tribe returned to the court.
The first tribe fell into a sea of cheers.
This battle was a brilliant one, killing more than twenty demon kings.
You must know that the total number of demon kings in the Northern Wasteland was only about forty, and more than half of them died in one go. The demons' vitality was severely damaged, and they were no longer a match for the descendants of the ancient gods.
A dozen of the god kings from the Qintian Star Territory also died.
The others all fled.
When Lu Ming walked out of the deserted land, everyone in the First Tribe was celebrating.
"It seems that we have won a great victory."
Lu Ming smiled slightly.
Later, the chiefs of the ten major tribes met Lu Ming, expressed their gratitude to Lu Ming, and even gave Lu Ming a bunch of heavenly materials and earthly treasures. There were actually many ancient sacred flowers in them, so Lu Ming naturally accepted them without politeness.
Soon after, the armies of other tribes began to return to their respective tribes.
Lu Ming also followed the Eighth Tribe and returned to the Eighth Tribe.
The demons from the Eighth Tribe and the masters from the Qintian Star Territory have long since left.
The Eighth Tribe was in a mess, all the treasures had been looted, and even the blood pool was almost dried up.
"Someone entered the blood pool and wanted to awaken the ancient divine body."
The leader of the eighth tribe frowned.
Lu Ming was startled and said: "Can someone who is not a descendant of an ancient god awaken the ancient god's body?"
However, Lu Ming immediately thought of himself.
He himself is not a descendant of the ancient gods. After a series of opportunities, he also awakened the body of the ancient gods, and his level was astonishingly high.
"It's possible, but it's difficult. Talent, willpower, and opportunity are all indispensable."
The leader of the eighth tribe nodded.
Then he ordered to go down and sort out the eighth tribe.
Lu Ming stayed in the eighth tribe again for about ten days.
At this time, Lu Ming said goodbye to the leader of the eighth tribe.
After all, he doesn't belong here, and sooner or later, he will have to leave.
"Lu Ming, you have worked hard to protect your clan and the gate of this world. If you have the opportunity in the future, you can send some talented people in to practice."
The eighth clan leader said.
"Okay, thank you patriarch."
Lu Ming nodded, but thought in his heart, if the eighth clan leader knew that he was not a descendant of the ancient gods at all, he would probably slap him to death.
Afterwards, Lu Ming said goodbye to Gu Ming, Gu Hongshan and others, and then left alone in the direction where they entered the world.
The journey was uneventful, and half a month later, Lu Ming returned to the original base of the Ice Soul Clan.
Here, another base was actually built.
The people from the Ice Soul Clan are guarding here.
During this period of time, the ten major tribes descended from the ancient gods did not pursue the masters of the Qintian Star Region. During this period, the armies of the ten major tribes went north to fight against the remaining demonic forces.
"who?"
As soon as Lu Ming approached, someone started shouting.
Now is a critical period, and the people of the Ice Soul Clan are naturally on high alert.
"It's me, Lu Ming, I want to see your Ninth Young Master."
Lu Ming said loudly.
"It's you, Mr. Lu Ming!"
The people from the Ice Soul Clan recognized Lu Ming.
"Wait a moment, we are going to report to the Ninth Young Master."
The people from the Bingpo clan turned around and went in to report. Soon, Bingqing flew out with his people.
Seeing that Bingqing was fine, Lu Ming felt a little relieved.
"Lu Ming, you're okay, that's great!"
Bingqing also looked happy when she saw Lu Ming.
"Brother Bing, how have you been doing over the years..."
Lu Ming and Bingqing entered the base and started chatting.
After chatting, Lu Ming learned a little bit about Bingqing's experience over the years.
After they were dispersed, Bingqing followed several Ice Soul Clan masters and hid in the mountains and forests. Later, after being summoned by the Ice Soul Clan God King, they gathered together, acted secretly, and later participated in the siege together.
After Lu Ming, the descendant of the ancient god, was defeated, he fled here and was always on guard.
"In this siege on the descendants of the ancient gods, the major forces in the Qintian Star Territory suffered heavy losses. Fifteen forces, a total of fifteen god kings, ten of them were killed in the battle, and only five were left alive. Fortunately,
It’s such a blessing that I, the God King of the Ice Soul Clan, am still alive!”
Bingqing sighed.
Lu Ming smiled, he knew it in his heart and didn't say much.
Later, Lu Ming learned that the God King of the Strange Demon Academy, the Immortal Sword Sect, and the Scarlet Flame Tribe were all dead.
Lu Ming sneered in his heart, this was just to collect some interest, Lu Ming would not just forget about their previous festivals.
"However, although the major forces suffered heavy losses this time, the living people also gained a lot. Many people previously invaded the tribes of the descendants of the ancient gods and got great opportunities."
Bingqingdao.
"Big opportunity?"
Lu Ming was confused.
"Yes, some people are so lucky that they actually cultivate the unique skills of the descendants of the ancient gods. Once the ancient god's body is activated, it can be transformed into the body of the ancient god, and its power will increase dramatically."
Bingqing explained, with a look of envy in his eyes.