Chapter 362: The Sound of the Trumpet!

Under the morning light, the figures in the Guyuan tribe are longing, but they have lost the hustle and bustle of the past, and the sound of children playing and playing has also disappeared, replaced by bursts of gold and iron The sound of the symphony of gold and iron is endless, and the heroic men are either holding war spears in their hands or carrying stone knives, marching quickly among the tribes.

In the past few days, the clansmen of the Gu Yuan tribe have stopped going out to hunt blood food, and the entire tribe is preparing for the next big war, not only that, the Great Elder and the Thousand Commanders Shiya, but also Que Yueming and the three of them have also returned to the tribe yesterday evening, and in two days, under the leadership of Que Yueming, the three Great Elders have traveled all over the five human race war departments within a radius of two thousand miles.

Not to mention the Great Elder and Que Yueming, just the warriors at the peak level of the Blood Refining Realm are enough to make these tribes chill, after all, the tribe here is the outermost area of the Luolong Territory, and the strength of the Terran War Department is not particularly strong, the strongest of the five tribes is the Tingque War Department, and the strongest one is only a martial artist in the middle of the Blood Refining Realm, and there are only three Blood Refining Realm commanders in the clan.

The dull atmosphere before the big battle made the clansmen feel a little depressed, I don't know why there was not the slightest movement in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range, and even Xiao Chen had the idea of forcibly entering the mountain range to attack, and the wait was long.

Shout!

Suddenly, a blood-colored streamer came from outside the tribe, and the rich blood qi formed a blood-colored channel in mid-air and condensed for a long time.

"The demon clan is out of the mountain!"

The blood-colored streamer rushed into the tribe and came to the door of the bluestone hall, revealing a red figure, which was monitoring the movements of the demon clan on the periphery of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range.

"Patriarch Qiyu, the demon clan is out of the mountain, and there are more than 10,000 of them!"

The next moment, Xiao Chen's figure appeared outside the main hall, and not only that, but all the Blood Refining Realm martial artists of the Gu Yuan tribe appeared in front of Xiao Chen.

Thundered!

The neighing of gold and iron resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the endless dim qi and majestic demonic qi that rolled up condensed together, covering half of the sky, and the sky was dim, as if it was about to swallow the heavens and the earth.

"Is it finally here?"

Looking at this demonic aura that covered the sky and the sun, Xiao Chen's expression was flat, and a burst of muttering came out of his mouth, he had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and it seemed that there was a hot blood qi flowing in his body.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, there was a slight vibration sound on the calm earth, and in just a few breaths, this slight vibration had skyrocketed a hundredfold, and the house trembled as if it were about to collapse, and the sound of gold and iron was sonorous, and the roar resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The roar was piercing, straight into the depths of the mind, and there were suddenly some babbling children in the tribe, who were frightened and cried by this roar, and were tightly held in the arms of the woman, hiding in the bluestone house with the door closed, not daring to appear, as for some children who were already a little older, they were still standing at the window with stubborn faces, staring at the demonic aura that was rolling outside the tribe.

"Demon Clan!"

These days are the most frequent words they have heard in their ears, the old people in the tribe have said to them more than once, the demon race, is the great enemy of the human race, not only the demon race, the great wilderness is the great enemy of the human race, these alien races are ferocious by nature, wreaking havoc in the great wilderness, but also to the human race as blood food, the human race since ancient times to reproduce the great wilderness is a history of blood and tears with foreign races, maybe they do not know the difficulty of survival at their age, but they can be deeply imprinted in their immature hearts.

Suddenly, two rays of essence shot out of Xiao Chen's eyes, penetrating the void, as if he wanted to break through the darkness in front of him and see these demons clearly.

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"Elder commanders, blow the horn of war, gather troops and generals, and kill all the remnants of the demon clan!"

A surging killing intent rose from Xiao Chen's body, and there was a long roar.

Woo!

The next moment, among the entire tribe, the war horn sounded, the desolate horn sounded through the sky, and many Gu Yuan tribesmen raised their heads and looked at the rolling demons, and the murderous intent loomed in their eyes!

How can you say that you have no clothes, and you are with the Son, and the ancient trumpet sounds!

How can it be said that there is no clothes, and the same enmity with the son, and the journey between heaven and earth is stained with blood!

Thundered!

The desolate horn sounded, the earth shook, but this time it was from within the Gu Yuan tribe, the soldiers in the clan heard the sound and moved, they had been waiting for several days, today these demon clans were finally willing to come out of the lair, and their war knives could not help but drink the blood of the alien race.

At this moment, there are only three elders left around Xiao Chen, who will be responsible for guarding the safety of the elderly, weak, women and children in the clan, and the sound of a golden iron horse sounded in the tribe, and the six thousand war divisions gathered and rushed towards the outside of the tribe.

The fiery red armor was connected together, as if a raging fire was burning, dispelling the original darkness, and every soldier exuded a fiery breath, and every soldier could not see the slightest timidity, and some only had endless fighting intent.

Today, he drank the blood of the demon clan, and he was not afraid of death in a hundred battles.

Followed by Xiao Lin, Lin Yue, Xi Ming, Xiao Lei and the newly expanded four thousand soldiers, these four thousand soldiers are also all dressed in leather armor, holding soldiers, although not as powerful as the previous soldiers, but the condensed killing intent is not bad at all.

Not only that, but some of the clansmen with combat power also entered one after another with iron spears and stone knives, and rushed towards the top of the tribe's city walls, and the giant crossbows guarding the city flashed with a cold light, pointing directly at the fierce demon clan outside the city.

At this moment, the whole tribe was fiercely windy, tens of thousands of people moved together, the blood of the people of the ancient wilderness was stimulated again at this moment, the demon clan pressed the realm, so that the atmosphere in the tribe became solemn, and a strong wind rolled up in the tribe, some of the clansmen carried wooden bows, held iron spears in their hands, and even held their upper bodies to gallop, and even some old men, carrying medicine baskets, striding like meteors, without any signs of old and powerless, rushed towards the tribal city wall.

At this moment, outside Dazhai, the blood is permeated, and the soldiers of the tens of thousands of Gu Yuan tribes have already set up a formation along the banks of the Qinglin River, murderous, they hold the soldiers, the battle qi is swaying, the surging blood is sweeping in all directions, the air is stagnant, and the original surging demon qi is dispersed.

At the forefront of tens of thousands of soldiers, there are a group of blood refining realm warriors, each standing on a bronze chariot, sitting down the fierce beast constantly roaring, up to three zhang of the chariot rusty, but it can not hide its bloodthirsty breath, the bronze cast wheel has a copper thistle terrestris to reveal the ghost, under the rolling wheel, the flesh and blood must be blurred.

Call!

Suddenly, a golden flame rose from the tribe behind the soldiers, and there was a young figure in the golden flame, dressed in cyan leather armor, and there was a green mang's circulation on the war spear in his hand, and a powerful momentum enveloped the earth in all directions, and the strong qi and blood were like a blazing oven suspended in mid-air, and the blazing qi could be easily felt even if it was hundreds of zhang away.

"Patriarch!"

Among the tribes, there were countless clansmen roaring, looking at Xiao Chen in mid-air and showing awe of the purple snake, the next moment, sitting down and stepping into the air, the golden wings flapped, and in the blink of an eye, they had already come to the sky outside the tribe. (To be continued.) )