In the middle of the night, the light is dim and gloomy, and the whole Mangshan jungle seems very quiet.

One after another primitive mountain ranges are horizontal, and the dangerous peaks are towering, majestic and majestic, exuding a vast atmosphere.

There were strange birds that covered the sky and swept by, and the sound of hissing was like a thunderclap, crossing the sky, and suddenly, all kinds of roars came from the depths of the dense forest, one after another, and it was amazing.

The Pixiong Clan, the Ancient Barbarian Clan, the Jiuyan Clan and other tribes hurried overnight, the Mangshan Mountain was steep and dangerous, and if they stayed for a while, they would be surrounded by beasts.

They weaved through the dense forest, barely resting, until they approached the edge of the western sands.

Mangshan Xisha, also known as the West Wilderness, is the former station of the boundless sea at the end of the west, with a wide territory, and is an ancient and mysterious place all the time.

A giant brown bear roared, knocked through the ancient trees, and stepped out of the dense forest, with a fierce and powerful breath.

There were a few people jumping down on the back of the brown bear, a group of middle-aged people, with gloomy eyebrows, a strong physique, and the muscles all over their bodies emitting black light, obviously all of them were tribal powerhouses who had experienced a hundred battles.

The young leader of the Pixiong clan was cut down by an extraterritorial youth in the forbidden area, and the clan was shaken, and the master behind him spoke to pay for the debt with blood.

As a result, the person from outside the domain first beheaded the beast king, and then entered the witch god clan, which made the major tribes very jealous.

But now is different from the past, in just a few days, the situation has reversed!

The old gods of the witch god clan will sit down in the years, and all the glory of the clan will also end with the passing of the witch god.

This is the history of the Mangshan tribe, all the way over, it is a bloody trajectory!

Tribes without gods, in this great mangshan mountain, are either reduced to the blood of fierce beasts, or reduced to vassals of major tribes, and lose their inheritance.

"Heh, the Witch God Clan also has today"

A young man sneered, his eyes fiery, and he couldn't wait to see how this behemoth fell and was ravaged by all races.

"Since the Jiuyan Clan has returned to my Pixiong Clan, my Clan will naturally avenge you," a giant man replied, but he didn't care in his heart.

The Jiuyan clan was wiped out, and there were only a dozen people who escaped, and now they are all attached to them and become coolies in the tribe, which can be regarded as leaving a blood for this clan.

But if it weren't for the fact that the Wushen clan had no gods in charge, giving them an opportunity to take advantage of, who would help such a weak tribe?

"Brother of the ancient barbarians, this witch god clan is not easy to gnaw" The giant man looked to the side and asked for advice.

"The skull of the brute beast, I brought a section, comparable to a clan weapon," one person responded, his face expressionless.

The ancient barbarians, one of the ten tribes in the past, if it weren't for the lack of outstanding talents in the younger generation of the clan, the last Holy Mountain competition was tragically Waterloo and was squeezed out of the position of the ten tribes.

Otherwise, they will be among the ten tribes this time.

And back then, it was the Wushen clan who came from behind and knocked the ancient barbarians down to the altar.

Therefore, this revenge has to be avenged!

In the north of Mangshan, there are giant birds neighing in the primeval forest, a pair of eyes shooting fiercely, and the beasts shiver and tremble.

This is a big bird at the level of a king beast, the size is like a hill, its wings are red, as if it is burning with flames, crystal and shining, its wings move, the wind rises suddenly, the flames are surging, and in an instant it turns a piece of ancient forest into a sea of fire.

Amazingly, the flaming bird suddenly became smaller, its wings contracted, and it actually transformed into a human form.

An hour later, the firebird vanished, replaced by a plump and plump woman dressed in bright red.

She was born very beautiful, with snow-white skin, a slender waist, and a pair of red phoenix eyes, which charmed the world.

Qiu Hai Daze, there is a fierce Jiao born, soaring clouds and fog, and a roar like a real dragon comes out of his mouth, alarming the entire sea area.

It evolved into a human form, the white dragon horns became smaller, the tail parted, and the trunk evolved strong limbs, and the fierce beasts of the sea saw it, and they fled with fear on their faces.

In the end, this dragon turned into a handsome young man, his eyes were cold, like two divine swords, refracting fierceness.

He stepped forward, and the sea rolled, and the waves crossed, and he headed for the shore.

In Mangshan, the light of the morning sun penetrated, and a solemn and cold atmosphere spread.

Following the arrival of the Pixiong Clan, the Ancient Barbarian Clan, and the Jiuyan Clan, in other places, there were also many large and small tribes coming, gathering on the edge, waiting for the opportunity.

In the Valley of the Fallen Kite that originally bordered the Wushen Clan, the gods of the other ten tribes came, and in the Rain Clan, the gods naturally came out of the clan to greet them.

With a smile on his face, Mu Yan clenched his fists and saluted, "Luoluo God of the Gu Kun Clan, what kind of wind is this, which actually blew you here?"

Luo Luo snorted coldly, obviously dissatisfied, and replied: "Great Shepherd, your Rain Clan's shelf is getting bigger and bigger."

"How dare you, the Rain Clan has always ignored tribal disputes, and it is better to mix less with the cooperation of the Gu Kun Clan."

The shepherd snorted haha, thinking that it was a snake.

A few days ago, the Gu Kun clan sent a letter, hoping to cooperate with the Rain Clan and annex the Witch God Clan together, but was rejected by the Rain Clan.

Mu Yan consulted with the gods of the clan, and naturally persuaded the upper and lower personnel, even if the Gu Kun clan gave up the resources of the Wu God Clan and asked to take down the outsider, the same let the Yu Clan refuse.

No, the gods of the Gu Kun Group came in person, and the momentum was not small.

"Gu Kunzu didn't lose a few bones, I can only blame you young man for being careless," Mu Yan invited Luo Luo in and talked all the way.

Hearing this, Luo Luo gritted his teeth, snorted coldly, and said no more.

Can this be said?

Kunpeng's jade bone was snatched away by outsiders, and most of the Rain Clan knew that they wanted to swallow it alone, so they studied Kunpeng's bone to find a way to restrain the ancient Kun Clan.

It is clear that he wants to oppose their Gu Kun clan, so that he can take the initiative when the interests of the holy mountain are divided!

Mu Yan smiled and was very calm.

"Is the Rain Clan determined not to cooperate?" Luo Luo frowned, not sure about the one in front of him.

Among the gods of the Rain Clan, this shepherd is the most difficult, and he is one of the best negotiators in the tribe.

"The Rain Clan can promise you that this encirclement and suppression of the Witch God Clan will not be involved from beginning to end."

Mu Yan went straight to the point, no longer polite, and directly expressed the attitude of the rain clan.

This witch god clan is not simple, want to pull the rain clan to die together?

We will not accompany you!

"Yes!" said Loro, after a moment of deep thought.

That's right, he didn't have to ask the Rain Clan to make a move, since everyone has arrived here, he has to come in person.

It's just a witch god clan, the old god in the past reached the sky, shocking the major tribes, but now without that one, the witch god clan has no pillars, and it has long been like a dangerous building, and the building will collapse.

All the tribes with a little ambition will come to fish in troubled waters, you know, this cake of the witch god clan is too big.

Facing the west of Mangshan, the yellow sand covered the sky, and the originally quiet atmosphere was broken in an instant.

A tribe made a move, and as soon as they came, they used the clan weapon to make an antique bronze mirror, and the copper mirror flowed different lights, refracting the sun's rays, leading to a 'fortress' of the Wushen clan

Rumble!

A loud bang erupted, and the Witch Clan's Witchland Mound was detonated by the sun, and the entire ground began to collapse, and the smoke and dust billowed out, emitting a burning smell.

"There is no defense?" The tribe watching the battle was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect it to be so easy.

Subsequently, some people followed suit and used clan weapons to test and collapse the mounds of the Western Wilderness Mountain one by one, which smoothly made people wonder if the witch god clan had escaped.

The first to arrive in the bear clan, the ancient barbarians, the Jiuyan clan and others, used the giant bear to open the way, and took the lead in rushing to the underground palace of the Wushen clan, which was mighty and mighty, like a thousand armies galloping.

"The Witch God Clan should be cowering in the dungeon, this is tantamount to digging their own grave!"

"Ancient artifacts, directly stomp on the ground, and then hunt for treasures!"

In an instant, men and horses rushed out from all directions, carrying weapons of mass destruction, ready to bombard the surface.

"No, what is that? a palace?"

A master with a strong eye found that there was a building standing in the distance, magnificent, like a temple in the wasteland, a little weird.

"It's the people of the Witch God Clan, they didn't escape?"

Several major tribes were taken aback and slowed down, but the heat in their eyes was unabated.

The Wushen clan has no gods, at best, it is difficult to bite, but now, there are at least more than ten clans here, thousands of people, each with clan weapons, and even gods in the rear.

Thinking of this, someone shouted, the speed did not decrease but increased, and at the same time, he sacrificed his killing weapon and crashed into the palace.

"Almost" Ji Yi spoke, urging the big array.

In the western part of Mangshan, a circle of five-colored light swept by, and thousands of miles of domain boundaries were shrouded.

At this moment, there were screaming voices from all directions!