In the sky, Wuxi Shanyi is waiting to be pondered!

Rumble! There was a roar in the distant sky, and it approached this side like rolling thunder, and before it was close, a gust of wind was set off in the sky above the forest, which rustled below, and turned into a ghost cry, and some trees with weak branches were directly blown by this sudden wind.

The sound of thunder, the wind, the black dots, getting bigger and bigger, a huge black shadow, suddenly appeared in the sky above the good wings of Wuxi, and the roar it brought up, like countless sharp blades, set off a storm in the sky.

Above the earth, the invisible wind pressure pressed towards the ground, like a fist, vigorously swinging towards the ground, splitting and clicking! Scattered branches and leaves, sawdust raised in a piece.

"Roar!" Xiong Tinglie's body swelled sharply, and he roared unwillingly, forcibly supporting the pressure like the sky collapsing, fluffy, the branches under his feet were broken, and the wind pressure carried his body, as if to press him into the ground and drive him into piles.

The flesh and blood collided with the earth and rocks, there was no blood, the earth and stones were splashed, Xiong Tinglie was like a diver entering the water, and the whole person was inserted straight into the ground.

"Twelve silver-winged flying centipedes! Three-man Iron Wire ......"

Wuxi Shanyi's body swallowed his saliva urgently, Sanman, that is, Sanmiao, was the main force of the Chiyou Jiuli Tribal Alliance in the past, and the Chiyou Eighty-one Brothers occupied Sanjiu, and Fengbo and Yushi were all from these two tribes.

The defeat of the deer, Jiuli's strength was greatly damaged, and the alliance fell apart, but even so, compared to today's three barbarians, it is still one of the most powerful tribes in the entire Southern Wilderness. It's just a firefly to Haoyue.

Three barbarian iron lines, Wuxi good wings know. It is the witch sacrifice of the three barbarian tribes in the north sitting in a city.

"Weak insects can't even stand the wind pressure of pressing down to fly." Icy voice. With repeated killing intent breaking through the air, he turned to roar: "But you dare to treat my three barbarian iron wires as nothing!" ”

The twelve silver-winged iron wire centipedes are hundreds of feet long, and the twelve pairs of wings that are as silver and white as the cicada wings buzz vibrate, bringing up an invisible sharpness, as if there are countless blades cutting vertically and horizontally around the centipede, among the cicada wings, an old man with a thin body and a few taels of flesh on his body carried his hands and made a sound that was not commensurate with his size.

After the roar. His voice stopped, and he looked coldly at the good wing beast soul of Wuxi Shanyi, and asked without the slightest emotion: "Wuxi Shanyi, this is the territory of your Wuxi tribe, and today my barbarian outcasts enter your territory, what should you do?" ”

Obviously coming with killing intent, the three barbarian iron wires suddenly pushed the matter to Wuxi Shanyi according to the rules.

"It's!" Wuxi is not stupid, he woke up almost immediately, and the three barbarian iron lines called Xiong Tinglie and others betrayers. When the barbarian outcasts enter his territory, what should he do, the meaning is very clear, that is, to ask him to kill Xiong Tinglie and others.

What is this?

The Xiong Chu tribe is not easy to mess with. It is a powerful tribe whose strength is comparable to that of the three barbarians, and today he killed the witch sacrifice of the Xiong Chu tribe, that is, he formed a mortal enmity with the Xiong Chu tribe.

"Could it be that the Xiongchu tribe has expanded to the middle of the Southern Wilderness. Clash with the Three Barbarian Tribal Alliance? ”

"Hey, hey!" A mess on the ground, Xiong Tinglie sneered. As soon as he struggled, it was as if explosives had been buried in the surrounding soil and rocks. Exploded in an instant, and his figure rose and fell to the ground.

"The betrayer, the three barbarian iron wires, who do you say is the betrayer, my Xiong Chu tribe, I have always adhered to the will of the emperor, who has the Xiong Chu tribe who has inherited the emperor's destiny?"

"Your three barbarian tribes are stubborn and do not respect the emperor, and in the coming day, my great Chu will bring the power of heaven to kill all of you who dare to disrespect the emperor, so that your divine soul will always burn on the Zhurong Divine Flame."

Sanman's iron line didn't get angry when he heard it, his cold gaze fell on him, as if looking at a dead man, what is there to be angry about a dead man, just look at his gaze: "Wuxi Shanyi!" ”

The voice was flat, with a hint of intimidation, which was urging.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Wuxi Shanyi became clearer and clearer about the situation, and the danger of divination yesterday should be now.

"What should I do, look at this situation, the Xiongchu tribe has expanded to the middle of the Southern Wilderness, and the Sanman tribe has clashed, today I don't follow the Sanman Iron Line, I am afraid that the Sanman Iron Line will attack at the moment, and my Wuxi tribe is in danger."

"But if he kills the people of the Xiongchu tribe, he will inevitably form a mortal enmity with the Xiongchu tribe, and then be tied to the chariot of the Three Barbarian tribes, and be involved in the battle between the two tribes."

"At that time, the Wuxi tribe will definitely be the forerunner of the Three Barbarian Tribes, and they will fight against the Xiongchu Tribe in the future, and they will be the consumption of the Three Barbarian Tribes."

"Hahaha! What a three-barbarian tribe, three-barbarian iron line. Xiong Tinglie suddenly laughed, and then raised his head and said to Wuxi Shanyi: "Wuxi Witch Festival, you don't have to be embarrassed, I, Xiong Tinglie, have my own way to get out." ”

"How can you help me?" As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed at Wuxi Shanyi, turning into a white light, which instantly shone on the soul of Wuxi Shanyi's Shanyi Beast.

"This is Haotian's will, Wuxi Witch Festival, if you meet my Xiong Chu tribe on the battlefield in the future, as long as you are willing to put down your sword soldiers, my Xiong Chu tribe will never make any difficulties for the Wuxi tribe."

"Shaft, dare!"

The three barbarian iron wires came to their senses, and the wings of the twelve silver-winged iron wires centipede buzzed and vibrated rapidly, and the invisible sharpness spread towards Xiong Tinglie in an instant, blocking all the space around him.

"Brush!" Xiong Tinglie's body was glowing with a faint yellow glow, and his body was vaguely integrated with the earth, and the next moment, with a brush, they had disappeared.

Almost at the same time, the sharp force of the blockaded space was sharply retracted, silently, and where the sharp edge passed, the earth, rocks, and trees turned into dust in an instant.

"Hou Tu Shen Pattern!" Sanman Iron Line exclaimed, then turned around, looked at Wuxi Shanyi coldly, and didn't know what to do for a while.

If according to his original idea, he asked the Wuxi tribe and the Xiongchu tribe to form a grudge, and then he would not have to join the Sanban tribe, but he never thought that things would evolve like this.

Xiong Tinglie's insect-like existence, he easily escaped with the Houtu God Pattern, and when he left, he also passed Haotian's will, and let go of those words, which not only broke the situation he created, but also left an unsolvable knot between the Wuxi Department and the Three Barbarian Tribes.

"It's not a good thing!"

Sanman Iron Line said angrily in his heart, Sanman Iron Line didn't know what to do, this is also Wuxi Shanyi's heart, this Xiong Tinglie, it's not a thing, what does it mean that he doesn't have to be embarrassed, and said that as long as he is willing to put down his sword and soldiers on the battlefield in the future, the Xiong Chu tribe will not make any difficulties.

As soon as these words came out, the Three Barbarian tribes were only afraid to prevent him from doing nothing on the battlefield? How to prevent it? Wuxi Shanyi didn't need to think about it, such a situation was much worse than the consequences of his direct action against Xiong Tinglie.

"It's disgusting." In the cave, Wuxi Shanyi hated, and at the same time felt unlucky, it was simply flying to cause trouble, early in the morning, it was good to spread such things, but yesterday's hexagram showed that it was right.

But what about bad luck, it's not bad luck.

At this time, the calamity has begun, affecting all living beings in heaven and earth, and the strong people such as the Heavenly Sect Master are unable to escape, who can stay out of this? (To be continued......)