Chapter Eighty-Eight: Faith

"Qingniu sent an order so that the army does not have to chase, just clear the hidden dangers, the poor Kou Mo chase, the reckless ancient forest, the darkness is the home of the demons and monsters, don't chase it, continuous battles, everyone is tired, clean up the battlefield, recover quickly, lest they come back. “

"Yes, I'll arrange it!"

However, with a stick of incense, there are only some scattered ghosts left on the battlefield, and they are continued to cross and disappear, and I don't know where to go, tonight the Qingfeng tribe is qualified to say that it has won a big victory!

Originally, the night walk of a hundred ghosts made people fearful, and the scene of ten thousand ghosts wreaking havoc had already disappeared without a trace, and the only remaining wisps of ghosts had also become rats crossing the street, surrounded and suppressed by countless warriors, and it was only a moment to think about it.

Under the pressure of the tribe, although there are no less than 100,000 ghost clans under the leadership of ten ghost kings and two ghost emperors, they fled in a hurry and entered the barren ancient mountains, the remaining more than 400,000 rampaging ghost yin soldiers, and more than 20 ghost kings, the two ghost emperors are all ambushed.

"We're victorious! We're victorious!"

Countless warriors and warriors sat on the ground, shouting and screaming, the news of victory was transmitted across the city walls to the city, and countless clansmen continued to rush out, shouting loudly, releasing a suppressed mood, and the fear brought by the blood moon disappeared!

At this moment, whether it is a soldier, a warrior, or an ordinary clan, enjoy the joy of victory, the tribe has survived two consecutive battles of life and death, and they are both weak and strong, each time more ferocious than the other, but it is still the Qingfeng tribe who has the last laugh, although this battle is not completely annihilated, but in the bloody night Qingfeng tribe, without taking any advantage, the 400,000 ghost clan is enough to be proud of.

When dawn came, the sun rose in the east, and Qingfeng and the major elders slowly descended to prevent all accidents from happening.

The cheers slowly calmed down, it was not the old man of the Qingfeng tribe, or the scattered people who joined later, nearly 600,000 people looked at him with admiration, and the lines that were thicker than before were entangled in Qingfeng, which was absorbed by Qiankun Ding, making Qingfeng puzzled!

This shouldn't be a bad thing, otherwise all the tribesmen wouldn't have white silk at the same time?

The sun rises in the east, the purple qi comes from the east, and it is inhaled by everyone to heal, at this time, the two sects of the Qilin Sect flew from the depths of the barren ancient mountain, although his face was tired, and there were bright blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, but he was smiling at the corners of his mouth.

Everyone greeted them, "Elder Fenghua, you're injured!"

It didn't matter, the smile on his face even grew stronger, and finally he even laughed out loud, but Gu Li's trembling made him pull his wounds, and the blood flowed endlessly, but the laughter was still unrestrained and hearty. “

"Everyone, although I failed to destroy the Red Flame Ghost Monarch, but it is definitely uncomfortable, it was originally a peak ghost emperor comparable to a legendary grandmaster, not long after being hit hard, this time I am preparing to wash the Qingfeng tribe with blood to recover its own trauma, in order to avenge the bloodstains, I know that I picked the wrong opponent, although I didn't stay, but I hit his origin again, it is difficult to recover without one hundred and eighty years, the Qingfeng tribe is not afraid now, not to mention that after a hundred years, as long as he dares to make a comeback, he will destroy people, and I robbed his natal magic weapon, Ten Thousand Soul Banner, which is equivalent to cutting off his life, why be afraid!"

"This treasure flag is made of dozens of rare and precious materials, and it is a defensive and superb spiritual treasure, which can contain divine souls, control ghosts, and drive the Buwan Ghost Array, and its power cannot be underestimated. The stronger the soul, the greater the power of the flag. I have worn out his spiritual sense, and the vast space inside the banner is just used to nurture the battle spirit of the Qingfeng tribe, the flag is not destroyed, and the war spirit is not extinguished. “

"Yes, thank you, old man, it doesn't matter how injured you are, old man Feng. Do you know where they are hiding, do you want to do it!" Qingfeng took the battle flag in Fenghua's hand and laughed!

"I can't die, I don't have time to heal, you have the ability to go by yourself! Roar!

"Oh, forget it!"

"Ah Feng, how can you talk to the elder, Elder Fenghua has just helped a lot, how can he make such an excessive request, at least wait for the elder to heal from his injury!"

Fenghua, the unicorn didn't look back, turned around and went back to retreat and heal, so as not to be angry and want to hit someone, he Made doesn't have a good thing!

"Second Elder, the Temple of the God of War has always been in charge of you, this Ten Thousand Souls Banner will be handed over to you, both offensive and defensive, this is also the new home of the War Spirit, and the old man has refined it!"

"Yes, Patriarch Xie. The second elder excitedly took the battle flag and said, and the others were envious!

Although they were envious, they also knew that this Ten Thousand Souls Banner was a chicken rib in their hands, and only when it was in the hands of the second elder was the most suitable, could the power be exerted to the maximum.

Originally, because of the integration of a large number of scattered homeless people, there were a lot of contradictions within the Qingfeng tribe, which faintly caused unease, but after these two battles of life and death, they truly integrated, united, and united in their hearts!

"Today, our war ghost clan has achieved a complete victory! The blood moon will be far away from us, from now on, the prestige general of my Qingfeng tribe, and then the tribes of the Southern Wilderness Human Clan, there will be a large number of scattered people, small tribes to vote!"

Wiping away the dried blood at the corners of his mouth, the third elder Qingshui also showed a smile on his face, the Qingfeng tribe experienced this war, although it sacrificed more than 30,000 patriarchs, which is the most in history, but it once again guarded the land under its feet, kept the inheritance immortal, and it will not take long to replenish, and it will far surpass before, and in addition to the real devoured annihilation warriors, most of them have disappeared with the crossing of the people, and the remaining more than 6,000 powerful souls have been preserved, and they were included in the soul flag by the two elders to sacrifice and nourish into immortal war spirits, immortal and immortal alternative immortals。

Although it feels a little cruel, but in order to survive and reproduce, in order to live better, the battle will still continue, and this is also an endless war, which has been around since eternity and spreads to this day!

The blood moon has passed, the fire of the war in the sky, killed hundreds of thousands of Yin soldiers and ghosts who came to invade the tribe, after a short catastrophe and the rest of their lives, the faces of all the tribes are full of sorrow, the departure of relatives, making people sad, the spirit wood, the pure spirit Zen incense made of demon blood, turned into wisps of green smoke and went away, bringing the sustenance!

Although, the victory is only a new beginning, and countless clansmen poured out of the giant city and began to collect the remains and clean up the ruins!