In his gaze, Gu Chu's whole body was seen through, and there were no secrets at all.

The ambition in his heart, the existence of the greedy wolf token, and the tragic injuries all over his body.

All kinds of secrets were obtained by the man in white, but soon, he gave up the search in a boring way, because Gu Chu is now quite legendary, but his vision is too high, Gu Chu is obviously not a cultivator, so naturally he will not fall into his eyes.

Of course, the ancient people were not natives of this world, but the people who traveled through the world, and the big secrets were naturally not obtained!

If he obtains it, I'm afraid that the other party will take him to study it and pursue the mystery of the crossing.

Then, the man in white came straight to Hong Qingling, and the misty golden light emitted by the latter hindered the approach of all things, but it could not hinder the man in white for half a point.

He stood in front of Hong Qingling, his brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes were full of distress.

"Ling'er, you still used this trick after all. ”

After sighing, the man in white made a move to stop the golden light breath on Hongqing's spiritual path.

As soon as the golden light was blocked, Hong Qingling's Dao Technique collapsed in vain, and the little Yuan Force contained in it fell into the outside world, and the reaction surged, and it was about to form a violent explosion.

But the man in white waved his hand, and this violent Yuan Force also disappeared with the wind.

At this point, Hong Qingling's Dao acuity was shattered, and her path of cultivation could be regarded as coming to an end.

In this regard, the man in white frowned: "It is not difficult to repair the Dao Technique of a cultivator who has not become an immortal, but Ling'er's bloodline is particularly strong, and she did this by burning part of her own bloodline, so that she has such power." ”

"This bloodline comes from the legendary ancestor, once burned, it is almost completely lost, it is too difficult to make up for it, it is much more difficult than becoming an immortal, but this bloodline is very important, it must be replenished!"

As he spoke, the man in white showed a touch of anger: "It actually forced Ling'er to burn part of the bloodline, and my Hong family is bound to dig out this power and completely eradicate it!"

Immediately afterwards, the man in white mobilized his means to investigate the surrounding intelligence.

He was an immortal, and his reconnaissance skills were unmatched, and he could even see what had happened in this space before.

Scene after scene slipped through his methods, and he quickly understood the situation of the battle here.

"The Brute Bear Tribe, an indigenous force, they obviously know Hong Qingling's background, but they still rushed to kill her, it seems that they must have been used as a gunman. The man in white put away his means and looked at the Gobi below.

At this time, a big war has just ended, and the huge Gobi Desert has become full of holes, with strange-shaped resource points lined up, blue crystals, star qi flying sand, and floating gas insects....

These are all things that many cultivators dream of, and at this time they are piled up like a mountain and tired on the Gobi Desert.

However, the man in white's gaze did not sweep over these resources, he was already an immortal, these things did not have much effect on him, he didn't even bother to collect them, even if these resource points could continue to generate resources and bring a steady stream of income.

His gaze only fell on Gu Chu's body.

The man in white not only probed the surrounding information, as an elder, he naturally also had Hong Qingling's memories and understood how important this Lord of the Greedy Wolf Alliance was to Hong Qingling.

Now, the Wild Bear Battlefield has collapsed, and there is no annoying red-black space, and the two sides immediately see each other, but the Barbarian Bear Tribe did not bring people to attack.

The reason is very simple, he didn't receive the news from Aunt Yun!

The Barbarian Bear Patriarch's face was pale, and he deeply understood that now that the Wild Bear Battlefield had collapsed, and the methods of his own secret hall had been restored again, as long as there was still a cultivator alive, he would send him information.

But now dozens of breaths have passed since the collapse of the Wild Bear Battlefield, and such a long time is enough to prove the fact that all the cultivators of his own family have died in battle!

In fact, when the Wild Bear Battlefield collapsed, the Barbarian Bear Patriarch had already realized that something was wrong, but he still had luck in his heart, maybe it was a ploy of his own cultivators.

But now, Hong Qingling's figure still exists in the sky, which means that all the cultivators of the Barbarian Bear Tribe are dead!

The Brute Bear Tribe has completely lost!

The cultivators were all defeated, and most of their own army was consumed by the wolves, and the entire Barbarian Bear Tribe almost suffered the worst blow in decades, even if the Barbarian Bear Patriarch of this generation was wise and powerful, and his combat power was superb, he was also very depressed in his heart, gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, and didn't know what to do for a while.

In the eyes of the Barbarian Bear Patriarch, the cultivators of the Greedy Wolf Alliance are still there, so when Hong Qingling comes back to his senses, that will be the time of their demise!

So, what to do, just look at the present!

After this village, there is no such shop.

Thinking of this, the Barbarian Bear Patriarch glanced back, also looking at his tens of thousands of pairs of panicked eyes, his heart trembled fiercely, gritted his teeth and turned back, looking in the direction of the Wolf Tooth Altar.

"I'm a Bear Tribe....."

The Barbarian Bear Patriarch gritted his teeth, but his voice was still magnificent.

"Willing to surrender!"

He was extremely depressed and angry in his heart, but he was helpless, there was no way, the loser was like this, there was only compromise to speak of!

The barbarian bear patriarch naturally did not want to surrender, his combat power made him extremely proud, and he was naturally not afraid of death because he had been fighting horses all his life.

But the reason why he was able to become the patriarch was because of his heart for the people.

He wasn't afraid of death, but what about his people?

Not to mention the tens of thousands of soldiers behind him, what should those women, old and children who are far away in the northern part of the Foggy Valley do? As soon as the army of barbarian bears is wiped out, and after a long time, other tribes that are eyeing each other will find out the clues, and they will join forces to destroy the old nest of the barbarian bear tribe!

In this way, his Barbarian Bear Patriarch is the sinner of the Barbarian Bear Tribe!

It is to be spit on from generation to generation!

In any case, the Brute Bear Patriarch can't fight anymore, he must surrender!

Even though the people of the North Plains are brave, the people of the North Plains also love their relatives more, and they are the strongest people in the tribe, and the people here have fought for their tribes all their lives, and the patriarch of the Barbarian Bear is naturally the same.

After shouting these words, the tall body of the Barbarian Bear Patriarch in the past was in vain, and even became rickety, and the domineering in his eyes also dissipated, becoming dull.

Because, he shouted the words that he didn't want to shout the most in his life.

On the side of the Wolf Tooth Altar, everyone was also stunned when they heard the surrender of the Barbarian Bear Patriarch.

Immediately, the remnants of the Greedy Wolf Alliance erupted in enthusiastic cheers!

"We've won!"

"Great, the Brute Bear Tribe has surrendered, and we are victorious!"

"This battle is the victory of my greedy wolf alliance, the other party is a large tribe! after this battle, our greedy wolf alliance will definitely be a legend, and it will be spread in the mouths of everyone in Foggy Valley!"

The hundred-legged patriarch stroked the beard of his chin excitedly, looking at the excited appearance of the people around him, his bones had been buried deep for a long time, and the warm blood of the people of the Northern Plains gradually recovered.

"We've won!"