The blue sky, white clouds, and meadows outline a beautiful landscape painting.

In this landscape painting, everyone of the Ulan tribe is ready to go, everyone is solemn, and there is a faint look of excitement and excitement on their faces.

The white cranes rose into the air, and there was a person standing on each white crane, all of whom were the most elite warriors of the Ulan tribe, led by Zhu Junhao.

Zhu Junhao is only in the transformation realm, and he can't fly yet, so he also has a mount, and his mount is the middle-aged man second only to Crane Zhenren in the White Crane Tribe.

This person's name is Yun Hezi, his strength is the sevenfold transformation realm, stronger than Zhu Junhao, he was originally forced to surrender due to Zhang Jian's deterrence, but after Zhu Junhao reshaped his body, Zhu Junhao fought a fair battle with him in order to completely subdue him, and finally won.

Today, there are three major forces in the Ulan tribe, the puppet troops, the White Crane troops, and the vanguard force composed of all the captives.

Each of the three major troops has one person as the main one, Zhu Junhao and Yun Hezi, who form the White Crane Force, and the young man with the broken arm, named Wang Jun, is the captain of the puppet force, and the captain of the last vanguard force, named Zhou Qian, is also a member of the group of seven.

Now, Zhu Junhao, Wang Jun and Zhou Qian are standing at the front of the team, and everyone's eyes are in one direction at the moment, and everyone is waiting for a person, a person they are in awe and respect.

Soon, Zhang Jian, dressed in a black shirt, walked out of the valley.

"Meet the Ancestor!"

More than a thousand clansmen bowed down to Zhang Jian in unison, and then they raised their heads, each with expectation in their eyes, they knew that this time, the ancestor would take them to the holy land to take revenge.

"Let's go, let's go to the Sanctuary!"

Zhang Jian looked at the Ulan tribesmen in front of him, took a deep breath, and slowly spoke, the moment his voice came out, immediately all the Ulan tribesmen trembled one by one, and some of them shed tears of excitement, and the sound of cheers resounded in all directions.

Today's Ulan tribe, although it has merged with people from other tribes, has gradually merged into one after two months of integration, while the rest of the people are excited to be able to go to the holy land.

The Sanctuary, for many creatures in the Ten Thousand Demon County, is a holy place, even if it is dangerous, it must be a place to go, and now, everyone is very excited to be able to fulfill this dream.

Soon, the entire Ulan tribe was moving.

The White Crane troops are at the forefront, and all the White Cranes rise into the air, they are the lookouts of the Ulan tribe.

And on the ground, at the forefront are the vanguard troops, in groups of ten, in the shape of arrows, marching forward.

In the middle, it is Zhang Jian and ordinary formal clansmen, Zhang Jian stands in the air, moving forward with his hands, becoming the core of everyone.

And at the back, there are puppet troops led by Wang Jun.

Now, with the expansion, the puppets are not only humans, but also demon beasts, and under Wang Jun's arrangement, they uniformly protect the safety of the tail.

The entire Ulan tribe, more than a thousand people, marched towards the holy area.

"This place is still about two thousand miles away from the Holy Land, and at the current rate, it will take about ten days!"

Zhang Jian stood in the center of the Ulan tribe, looking into the distance, looking in the direction where the sacred area was located, his divine sense spread out, covering the entire tribe.

The road is far away, but where the entire Ulan tribe passes, there is no one to stop it, even the other two thousand tribes within a hundred miles have no move.

Obviously, the Ulan tribe already has the capital to survive on this steppe.

But this was not enough, because Zhang Jian's goal was the Holy Domain, and Zhu Junhao's goal was revenge.

Ten days later, Zhang Jian and the others were already faintly able to see the Holy Domain.

Along the way, after seeing the strong lineup of the Ula tribe, the other creatures did not dare to stop it and avoided it from afar, so Zhang Jian and the others came to the holy realm smoothly.

Looking from afar, I saw that there was a trace of black qi as thin as catkins in the scope of the holy area, and the existence of these black gases made the light of the holy area slightly blurry compared to the outside world.

And at the junction between the Sanctuary and the outside world, there is an obvious film of light.

This film of light is like a barrier, separating the sacred area from the outside world, the barrier is pale black, towering between heaven and earth, boundless at a glance. "Master, there is a demon beast tribe of three thousand people in front, this tribe is called the blood wolf tribe, it is full of demon beasts, this tribe is resident here, they do not enter the holy land, but rob the past tribes and creatures here, we want to enter the holy land, it is bound to pass through their territory, but once around

Road, Road City will be doubled!"

Zhu Junhao came to Zhang Jian's side, frowned, and spoke in a deep voice.

"There's no need to take a detour, if they dare to stop it, then we'll have one more blood wolf army!"

Zhang Jian opened his mouth lightly, seriously revealing a hint of cold murderous intent.

"Yes!"

Zhang Jian's words were like heavenly might, Zhu Junhao instantly dispelled all concerns, and his eyes also showed a fierce light.

At the same time, the Blood Wolf Tribe also got the news.

The Blood Wolf Tribe is not a nomadic life, but has a simple city, although this city is simple, but on this grassland, it is very rare.

This is where the blood wolf tribe is located, and the most conspicuous building in the city is a ten-zhang tall white wolf stone carving.

This stone sculpture is lifelike, and the appearance of the white wolf roaring moon is even more sacred.

"The Ulan tribe that has risen recently, is now coming here, they must want to enter the holy realm, the Ulan tribe was once one of the five major tribes, although it has declined, but there must be treasures to pass down. ”

An old man with white eyebrows took a deep breath and spoke in a deep voice, this person is the great elder of the Blood Wolf Tribe, and his strength is double in the Transformation Realm. "Hmph, a decaying tribe, still want to rise again? This time, we swallowed them, according to our information, there are about 1,200 of them, most of them are weak, but I heard that there is a mysterious powerhouse in their tribe, this person is a transformation realm powerhouse, and he has a general

That crane real person killed with one punch, I'm afraid it will be three or four times like the transformation realm. ”

Opposite the Great Elder was a middle-aged man wearing a blood-colored robe with a silver moon mark on his eyebrows.

This person is the leader of the Blood Wolf Tribe, a powerhouse of the Transformation Realm.

"Together, the two of us will be able to kill this man easily, and as for the others, they are a rabble, and our sons can easily tear them to pieces. ”

The corners of the leader's mouth showed cruelty, and a strong light burst out of his eyes.

"Since this is the case, then the old man will arrange it, this battle, my blood wolf tribe, will win!"

The Great Elder was in high spirits, and he had a great interest in the Ulan tribe. Soon, the entire Blood Wolf Tribe was launched, and all the warriors gathered one after another, and under the leadership of the leader and the Great Elder, they took the initiative to attack and went straight to the Ulan tribe.