On a high slope where the sea of fire did not spread, a group of medium-sized tribes waited for their prey to arrive. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The head of this clan is an old man with a dove.

"Ancestor, this place is a place where all tribes must pass through, but we have been waiting here for several days, but we still haven't waited for any of the tribes to arrive, maybe these tribes have all fallen under the sea of Xuanmo Fire!"

The tribal elder on the side spoke.

"Impossible, although the martial artist of the Xuanmo Fire Sea will die if he touches it, but no martial artist is an idiot to easily provoke the Xuanmo Fire Sea, the most terrifying thing should be those tribes, the encounter of those tribes will cause a battle, at this time, whether it is resources or something else, it is the top priority, otherwise it will not be easy to pass, the obstacle in front."

The dove-faced old man said.

"What the Ancestor is talking about is the three alliances composed of the Floating Dust Department, the Shisha Department, and the Shiqing Department?"

The elder paused and continued: "Most of these three people stayed here just to collect a lot of cultivation resources, and it was good to take the initiative when they entered the Inner Eastern Wilderness, but this kind of action is not afraid of causing many martial artists to rise up and attack them?" ”

When the dove-faced old man heard this, he sneered and said: "In this form, although they take advantage of the fire to rob, how can many tribes join forces to attack them, at most, they just grit their teeth and pay some resources!" ”

"If it weren't for the fact that our clan didn't have many cultivation materials, how could the old man take you here to prepare to rob the passing tribes while the fire was burning!"

The dove-faced old man then said with a wry smile.

"Why did the ancestor say this, by the way, the ancestor is said to be under the sub-domain city, which can last for some time and not be spread by the Xuanmo Fire Sea, but this is not a long-term solution after all, do we also have to participate in the battle to snatch the fire spirit, otherwise even if we go to the sub-domain city, we can only look at the city and sigh!"

The elder flattered.

"How can you not know the danger of fighting for this fire spirit, but when you get to the sub-domain city, there must be more tribes, where is the best time to fish in troubled waters, and fighting for fire spirit is also the best opportunity!"

The dove-faced old man's eyes flashed, and he spoke slowly.

"When they all arrived at the sub-region city, don't the people of the Inner Eastern Wilderness plan to welcome the tribe with the fire spirit into it?"

The elder seemed to be talking about these things for the first time, with some curiosity.

"The people of the Inner Eastern Wilderness don't care about the tribe entering it, what they care about is who gets the fire spirit in the end, and the tribe that finally gets the fire spirit can enter it, which is also a disguised weakening of the power of my Outer Eastern Wilderness, and most of the people who enter it don't know, it's just powerless to change!"

The dove-faced old man explained.

This is also a secret matter for this elder, and he was about to ask some more about the Partition City, but he heard a roar from ahead.

"Ancestor!" The elder shouted.

When the dove-faced old man heard this, he gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go, let's go and see!" ”

Immediately led the people of his own tribe and walked cautiously towards the front.

In a few moments, they saw two men fighting in front of them.

"It turned out to be the Mengkui tribe waiting in front, no wonder we waited for so long and didn't wait for the tribe!"

The old man with the dove-faced words was a little unkind, but the Mengkui tribe was stronger than their clan, and even if he was intercepted in front of them, he couldn't say anything.

"Ancestor, look, it seems to be the Menglan Division, and it is said that the fire spirit is in the Menglan Division!"

The elder on the side couldn't help but speak when he saw the gray-haired young man who was fighting with the ancestor of the Mengkui Tribe.

The dove-faced old man looked at it, and sure enough, the gray-haired appearance was the same as the rumored ancestor of the Menglan Tribe.

"Ancestor, are we going to go?"

The elders were eager to try, after all, as long as they captured the fire spirit, then they would have a chance to enter the Inner Eastern Wilderness.

"What's up, didn't you see that Meng Qi was fighting with that Menglan Ancestor? Meng Steep and I are the same strength, even higher than the first line, even he can't take the other party, I'll wait and see, wait for the two sides to divide the winner, and then we will decide whether to surprise the attack! ”

The dove-faced old man scolded, and in his gaze, the two sides were fighting endlessly in the distance, and although the number of Menglan troops was small, they strangely fought a draw with the Mengkui department.

And the gray-haired man is even more weird, and his strength is as strong as a fierce steep can't take the slightest advantage.

It has been more than ten days since Ji Hai came to this place where the flames did not spread, during which the battles continued, and the strength of the Menglan tribesmen also improved in the battle.

And in the middle stage of the Martial King Realm of the Fierce Steep Strength opposite Ji Hai, if it weren't for the fact that Ji Hai had already fought with the three Martial King Realms before the battle in the Mengkui Division, this Fierce Steep would not have been able to last for such a long time.

"No wonder for such a long time, no one has taken you down, the strength is so good, and no wonder so many tribes can't take advantage!"

Meng Steep was burly, and after a hard blow to Ji Hai, he said loudly.

"But if the fire spirit can be brought here by you, that's the end of it!"

Meng Steep said, raised his hand and patted the storage bag on his waist, and suddenly the light flashed, and a copper hammer appeared in Meng Steep's hand, this copper hammer was huge, like the size of a water tank.

Raised his hand sharply and threw it towards the sky, and the copper hammer flew up and smashed towards Ji Hai with a whistling sound.

Before the copper hammer fell, the copper hammer took the lead in making a muffled sound, and then the copper hammer directly turned into a little light and spread out in all directions.

"Ancestor, this copper hammer is a sharp and steep fame weapon, I don't think there is anything surprising!"

In the distance, the elder said to the dove-faced old man.

"What do you know, the most powerful thing about this copper hammer is not the attack but the restraint, this copper hammer is not a mysterious weapon, it is simply a formation condensation, such a formation is disguised as a mysterious weapon, so that the enemy can't think of it at all, and it is even possible to lose the opportunity to counterattack, this fierce steep can have such an achievement today, how easy is it, this Menglan ancestor is dead!"

The dove-faced old man said slowly.

Just as the words of the dove-faced old man fell, that little bit of light had already appeared around Ji Hai at some point, and under the connection, it turned into a thread of light and bound towards Ji Hai.

Unexpectedly, there were indeed not many martial artists who could dodge this blow, but Ji Hai had seen a lot of formations, and when he saw this copper hammer turn into a little light between falling, he had some guesses, how could he be defenseless.

Ji Hai's eyes were indifferent, the power of the ancient gods surged all over his body, and Ji Hai raised his feet and stepped towards the void.

The shattering divine power unfolded, with Ji Hai as the center, and swept in all directions.

The entangled filament of light was shattered, and it couldn't resist for long, and it directly collapsed into a little light and dissipated.

Meng Steep's face was full of horror.