Looking at Xiao Chen's injuries that had recovered in the blink of an eye, Xiang Mo's face became more and more gloomy and terrifying, according to Xiao Chen's way of exchanging injuries for injuries, if this continued, he knew that his body would definitely not last long, and Xiao Chen's posture on the opposite side seemed to have enough healing herbs, wanting to fight a war of attrition with him.

How could he have encountered such an aggrieved battle in the past hundred years, as the great elder of the Treasure Elephant Tribe, that battle was not a clean and neat cut off the opponent's head, and now he was so pressed and beaten by a little-known small tribe patriarch, could it be that he stayed in the Treasure Elephant Tribe for too long, and this world has become a little unable to keep up?

If his skills are not as good as others, the old man will not feel so aggrieved, obviously his strength is far above Xiao Chen, but this demon is on par with his own strength with a level lower than himself, and what is even more odious is that this Xiao Chen relied on the healing medicine he got out of nowhere, and he fought with his life like this, entangled and consumed his strength.

On the other hand, as the great elder of the famous Treasure Elephant Tribe in the Boulder Valley, he fell to the point of being shy in his pocket, and he couldn't get enough effective healing medicine, but was compared to the soil buns in this remote area, which is simply a fantasy, and at this moment, Xiangmo feels that today's battle has simply subverted his perception for a hundred years, when will a remote native be able to compete with the insurance tribe.

And the soil bun in this remote area, although he is the patriarch of a low-grade tribe, but what resources does this remote region have, and he is compared to the great elder of the Treasure Elephant tribe, and the healing treasures in his arms seem to be innumerable, and he doesn't know pity at all.

"Hmph!" swallowed the only remaining herb-level blood ginseng in his arms, Xiang Mo snorted coldly, this blood ginseng was already the only healing herb left in his body, not that he was shallow in his body, as the great elder of the Treasure Elephant tribe, even if it was a thousand-year-level elixir, he had a collection, but he didn't bring it with him, even if it was other martial artists, I believe that if it wasn't for a special reason, he wouldn't run around with a thousand-year-old elixir, the thousand-year-level elixir had already produced a trace of spirituality, and it would disappear without a trace if he didn't pay attention to it.

Xiang Mo, who was originally in charge of the Baoxiang tribe, learned through Kui Xue, the young patriarch of the Kuishui tribe, that a medium-grade yuan stone vein had been found in the Heiyun Mountain region, and he was instantly blinded by this naked interest, and he didn't care about anything else, and even the patriarch of the Baoxiang tribe didn't notice him about this matter, so he couldn't wait to rush to the Heiyun Mountain region, lest this great opportunity be taken by others.

In his opinion, this area is just a barren and resource-scarce area, no matter how many martial artists live in this area, it is not worth mentioning, not to mention the famous Treasure Elephant Tribe, even with his strength in the late stage of the Blood Refining Realm, he is also an invincible existence in this land.

He didn't take the martial artists in this area in his eyes at all, let alone the medicinal materials that were ready to travel, even if he needed them, as long as he spoke, those small tribes would not rush to send them to the door, but unfortunately, he would encounter the existence of Xiao Chen, a freak, and at this moment, he couldn't help but secretly regret in his heart, he shouldn't be so arrogant.

Thinking of this, the old man's hatred for Xiao Chen deepened more and more, thinking that he Xiangmo was the great elder of the Treasure Elephant Tribe, with such a noble status, even if he went to the middle-grade Iron Hoof Tribe, it was also courteous, but he met Xiao Chen, a person who could do everything, and he did not have a trace of awe for his Treasure Elephant Tribe, and at the moment he had nothing to do with Xiao Chen.

He didn't want to give up on the Yuanshi veins that were all within reach, don't look at him as a martial artist in the late stage of the Blood Refining Realm, but at this moment, he was already more than one hundred and sixty years old, and his entire body had already lost his vitality, if there was no special adventure, the late stage of the Blood Refining Realm would already be his end.

After learning that a medium-grade yuan stone vein was found here, and it was an unknown ore vein, the originally silent heart became active again, with the help of the massive yuan stone resources of the yuan stone vein, he had the hope of breaking through, so he would come alone, even the patriarch of the Baoxiang tribe was informed, and he thought that he also had the intention of monopolizing the ore vein.

As for the Nakuishui tribe, in the heart of Xiang Mo, it is just a vassal of the Baoxiang tribe separated from the outside, even if it is not destroyed in the hands of Xiao Chen, in order to cover up the secret of the Yuanshi vein, he will ruthlessly cut the grass and eradicate the roots, such a vassal tribe has more than a hundred in the Baoxiang tribe, one more than one is not too much, not too much, not less.

It is because he is ruthless and ruthless and unscrupulous to achieve the goal, that he has today's status from an ordinary clansman of the Baoxiang tribe and has become a great elder above 10,000 people under one person.

As for Xiao Chen's meaning, how can the old man not understand, the strength may not be as good as you, but it can be regarded as evenly matched, and no one can help anyone in a short time, but the patriarch is a lot of healing medicine, and he will consume you to death, this is a naked conspiracy.

"Haha, do you want the patriarch to reward you with a few healing herbs, the great elder of the dignified Treasure Elephant tribe doesn't even have healing medicine when he goes out, this is too shabby, is it that the Treasure Elephant tribe has declined to such a state, and the healing herbs of the elders in the clan are already in short supply!"

Xiao Chen didn't care about Xiang Mo's iron blue face, and said sarcastically again.

Even if the old man guessed his thoughts, there was no way to do it in such a situation at the moment, only to retreat or fight to the death, I believe that as an old fox will definitely make a favorable judgment, he has not made a decision at the moment, but he has not yet touched his psychological bottom line, he does not believe that this old thing is not afraid of death.

Xiao Chen's sarcastic words caused the soldiers of the Gu Yuan tribe below to burst into laughter, and the old man had never encountered a rage and said, "Damn it! Dare to humiliate the old man and humiliate my Treasure Elephant tribe like this, you will all die! Not only you, but even the old and weak of the entire tribe will die, and the majesty of my three-thousand-year-old Treasure Elephant tribe cannot be violated!"

"Boy, Elder Ben doesn't believe how many healing treasures you have, even if your injuries are suppressed by the power of medicine in a short period of time, the old man will see how long you can suppress it, and then it will be your time of death!"

The old man's voice was like thunder, and he raised the war knife in his hand and conjured up a sword several zhang long, slashing towards Xiao Chen's volley, the air was instantly shattered at this moment, and the terrifying battle qi frenzy crushed down towards Xiao Chen, causing the void around Xiao Chen to freeze in an instant.