Seeing the snake king's menacing killing, Lian Hongsheng frowned slightly, and his figure drew an arc in the air, bursting back and retreating, narrowly avoiding the other party's fatal attack.

Immediately, without waiting for the snake king to accept the recruitment, Lian Hongshang deceived him and approached him again and fought with him.

Although the strength of the beetle snake king is far above the practice of red clothes, the body method is really a hard injury.

For a while, it was suppressed.

Of course, it was not an easy thing for Lian Hongshang to kill him, and the two sides fell into an inextricable confrontation.

The shaman fire wolf, who witnessed the entire battle situation, saw this scene, his pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly, and there was a complex essence flashing inside.

Just when he was thinking about whether to make a move and help the snake king capture the red robe, he suddenly saw a guard scout and hurriedly ran over.

"King Qiyu, the master of the human race has broken through the defense line of the Nanban tribe and is coming here to kill, at most half a day, you can kill it!"

Hearing the report of his scouts, the face of the fire wolf immediately became gloomy.

"How many people are coming?"

For this question, the scout seemed to have been prepared for a long time and blurted out directly.

"There are nearly two thousand people, all of whom are elite masters of the Kyushu Terran forces!"

Hearing that there were only two thousand people on the other side, the fire wolf couldn't help but scold.

"What about Hu Yanzhuo, the Southern Barbarian King, is he a waste, 100,000 barbarian warriors, he can't resist 2,000 Terran monks, what are you eating?"

When the scout saw that the fire wolf was angry, he carefully considered his words and replied cautiously: "Back to the king, the king of the Southern Barbarians has been killed, and he is loyal to the immortal heaven!" ”

Hearing that the Southern Barbarian King Hu Yanzhuo was killed, the fire wolf's expression couldn't help but be stunned.

Although he unified the four major tribes, in addition to the shaman tribe under his direct jurisdiction, the weakest Nanban tribe was the most loyal to him and the most respected by him.

As for the Red Tiger Tribe and the Snake Tribe, the strength of these two tribes should not be underestimated, and each of them also has their own wishful thinking.

His momentum is good, but once the situation is not good, these two tribes will definitely rebel again.

It was precisely because of this that he did not make a move, but let the beetle snake tribe fight with the Qinglong tribe.

In addition to preserving the power of the shaman tribe, it also has the intention of depleting the beetle tribe.

After a moment of silence, the fire wolf's face softened slightly, and he sighed abruptly.

"Did you get the body of the Southern Barbarian King back?"

The scout replied, "Grab it back!" ”

The fire wolf waved his hand and responded: "Just grab it back, choose a feng shui treasure and bury it!" ”

After simply arranging the aftermath of the Southern Barbarian King, the fire wolf suddenly remembered the war on the Eastern Front, and asked urgently: "By the way, what is the situation on the Red Tiger Tribe's side, has it blocked the demon clan's army?" ”

Compared to the north, the fire wolf was more worried about the war on the eastern front.

Between the human race and the barbarians, there are thousands of mountains and rivers, and it is not suitable for long-distance travel.

Even if they were able to break through the defense line of the Nanban tribe, the impact on the entire battle situation would not be too great.

After all, there are only 2,000 monks in the human race, and in the midst of the battle of a million troops, they can't make much waves at all.

What's more, the Terran monks have come all the way to consume the true yuan along the way, which must be very large, and they can just wait for work.

As for the demon clan on the eastern front, it's different.

The elite army of 200,000 demon clans led by the little demon fairy was stationed in the wilderness, only two or three thousand miles away from the main battlefield. If it is a rapid march, it is estimated that it will take a day to kill.

If the Red Tiger Tribe can't resist the demon army, then their million-strong army will face the danger of being attacked by the enemy.

In fact, in the big war a year ago, they were like this, and they were copied by the demon army. Faced with the threat of being attacked by the enemy, he had no choice but to retreat.

Hearing the question of the shaman king fire wolf, an elder of the Red Tiger tribe patted his chest and swore a promise:

"Shaman King, don't worry, with the king of my family, the demon army will definitely not be able to pass the first line!"

When the fire wolf saw the elder of the Red Tiger Tribe, he swore an oath, and the heart that was hanging was slightly put back into his stomach.

But before he could say a word of encouragement, he suddenly saw another guard scout, running from the east in a state of confusion.

"My lord, something is wrong. The little demon fairy led an army of 200,000 demon clans, and he had already defeated the Red Tiger Tribe, passed through a line of heaven, and was coming here to kill! ”

This news was like a thunderbolt from the sky, making the fire wolf's face that had just eased immediately gloomy again.

The elder of the Red Tiger Tribe, who was still swearing just now, had an old face at this moment, and his eyes were full of shock.

He stepped forward and grabbed the herald scout by the neck, and roared with anger in his eyes:

"You, you, you talk nonsense. The king of my family led 200,000 elite warriors, and there was a line of danger every day, how could it be possible for the demon army to enter so quickly? ”

The scout was terrified, his face flushed, and he couldn't say a word.

The fire wolf had a calm face and shouted, "Elder Zhang, this king's personal guard, it's not your turn to teach you a lesson, right?" ”

Hearing the words of the fire wolf, the elder of the Red Tiger tribe was paralyzed with fright on the spot, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, even saying, "Don't dare, don't dare."

The fire wolf flicked his sleeves angrily and shouted: "Pass the order, launch a strong attack, and destroy the Qinglong tribe before the demon army comes!" ”

"Knock knock!"

"Knock knock!"

……

With the fire wolf's shout, the cowhide war drum was beaten again.

Millions of barbarian warriors, like a rolling tide, surging away in the mountains and seas.

Meanwhile:

In the valley of the sky:

Several elders of the Red Tiger Tribe, looking at the direction of the demon clan's army, all had uneasiness and worry on their expressions.

In fact, except for the beginning of the first line, they released 20,000 vanguard troops to block the attack, and the remaining main army did not enter the battle at all, and directly gave up the first line of heaven.

It is precisely because of this that the army of the demon clan can easily pass this heavenly pass.

These elders are all worried at the moment that if this Armageddon is still like last year, it will be defeated in embarrassment.

Then the shaman king fire wolf blames down, and their Red Tiger tribe will be the first to bear the brunt of its thunderous wrath.

However, in this regard, the Red Tiger King Wang Xiong did not have any worries, but still had a little pride.

After settling in briefly, he walked into a mysterious cave in the center of the valley.

"Disciple Wang Xiong, I've seen Lord Totem!"

Before Wang Xiong's words landed, in the deepest part of the cave, there was a soul-stirring tiger roar.

If Li Chen were here, he would definitely be able to recognize at a glance that the totem master Wang Xiong was talking about was one of the ten wild murderers who were banished to the vast universe by him on the moon, the Red Tiger!

……

Thanks to the book friend Yisheng who asked for a reward of 588 book coins, no one has rewarded for a long time, tearful thanks!

(End of chapter)