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This night was destined to be a sleepless night, with too many soldiers and armor rising up, and too many clansmen forcibly suppressing the fear in their hearts, snuggling up to the tent and watching those fierce war hunters pay the front line without hesitation.

The horse's hooves are muffled, and the iron and blood are smoky.

Those warriors who rushed to the front line, I don't know how many bloodstained battlefields will never come back.

Some of the clansmen behind him wiped the corners of their eyes with their clothes, and some women even sobbed, silently seeing off those warriors with their eyes.

The army hunted and set up camps, and the mountains in the western frontier gradually emptied, and the hearts of the clansmen also became empty.

No matter how long the night was, the dawn of the next day was still unstoppable.

The cold-soaked sunlight climbed up from the other side of the mountain little by little, and countless tribesmen stood at the mouth of the tent with their sleepy eyes, apprehensive and dazed. Many people have not slept all night, and they have broken up all the valuable things in their homes into large and small bags, and once the news of the Elder's Pavilion has been evacuated, they can tie the packages to their horses as soon as possible.

"The Elder's Pavilion has an order ......"

On the gravel mountain road, several fast riders "stepped on" and drove to the fork in the road, and drove to different mountainous areas from several mountain roads, and anxiously hugged out of the tribesmen in the tents near the mountain roads.

The herald who drove up the mountain road shouted loudly:

"There is an order from the Elder Pavilion, everyone goes to the Chaotic Stone Valley to watch the sixteenth day of the game of the Heavenly Demon List, the ghost clan is coming, and they also have their own war hunt to resist, the elders tell everyone, no one should panic, the days will go on as usual, and the devils can't be allowed to see jokes......"

The horses that had been hunted were sent away.

The people who came out of the tent behind looked at each other in shock.

No one expected that today's Heavenly Demon List competition would go on as usual.

The main battlefield of a frontline, a battlefield of the Troubled Stone Valley competition, these days, do you want to divide the high and low life and death together.

Although the Heavenly Demon List Competition is not about the situation, it is about the morale and face of the clan.

In the end, a middle-aged man gritted his teeth and roared in the crowd: "What are you afraid of, we listen to the elders, we can't mess around and embarrass our Heavenly Demon Clan, go, all go to the Troubled Stone Valley to cheer for our young hunters." ”

"Let's go, let's all go ......"

The clansmen in Western Xinjiang were indignant, and the army of devils forced them to prepare to leave their homeland, and at the critical moment, they wanted to let the devils see that everyone in the Heavenly Demon Clan was not easy to mess with, and they couldn't go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, wouldn't they be able to shout and cheer?

The clansmen in Western Xinjiang have experienced banditry, and their blood is heavier, and the clansmen want to let the devils see, that is, the fight has started, and the popularity of the Heavenly Demon List competition is still strong.

Large groups of clansmen flocked to the Valley of the Rocks.

The morning sun is rising, and in the rocky valley, the clansmen are gathering more and more.

The seven elders of the Heavenly Demon Clan had already taken their seats on the subjective platform early, leisurely sipping tea and chatting lightly.

The first thing the clansmen who walked into the valley saw was that the elders were calm and commanding, and the war between the two clans was about to break out, but the elders were so calm and unhurried, the clansmen's eyes lit up, and they talked in a low voice to find their seats.

The clansmen were still a little suspicious, knowing that the elders were calming people in such a gesture, but at least their uneasiness was much diluted.

Why should you be afraid? If the devil dares to invade, just hit it hard!

The blood of the clansmen has come up again.

At this moment, an uproar broke out in the crowd at the main ceremony.

The envoys and envoys of the ghost clan, as well as more than a hundred young hunters, entered the palace in a mighty manner. The waist knife of all colors is cross-scarred, and the ghost robe is fluttering. The Heavenly Demon Clansmen from near and far cast angry glances at that team, tearing off the last veil, and at this time the two clans were already completely hostile.

It is because of their paranoid and narrow-minded tribe that they are about to bring unpredictable bloody rain to the western frontier of the Heavenly Demon Clan, which will make countless clansmen abandon their families and careers.

Seeing the envoys of the enemy clan, which of the clansmen did not want to tear them apart to relieve the hatred in their hearts.

"Haha, Second Elder, Elders......"

Mahara Watanabe took the lead, walked to the subjective platform, and enthusiastically bowed his hand to the second elder Mo Xuanji.

Mo Xuanji turned his head and bowed slightly.

Mahara Watanabe's enthusiasm was undiminished, and he laughed and said, "Second Elder, look, who did I invite to you?"

Mahara Watanabe turned around, and behind him, more than a dozen representatives of other clans in different costumes turned out with sneering faces. Mo Xuanji was stunned for a moment, and when he looked closely, there was a thousand commanders of the Falling Wing Clan, a leader of the Thousand Wild Clan, an elder of the Tiger Roar Clan, and a patriarch of an inconspicuous small clan......

That little clan Mo Xuanji couldn't even name it, the scale of the small clan was smaller than one of their hunting grounds, such a patriarch, standing in front of Mo Xuanji, was a little lacking in courage, and shrank straight back.

"This ......"

Mo Xuanji looked surprised and deliberately asked, "True Origin Envoy, what do you mean by this?"

Mahara Watanabe smiled: "Second Elder, our Heavenly Demon Clan is a big clan in the wasteland, a big clan, naturally we must have a big clan bearing......

Mo Xuanji frowned.

Watanabe continued: "As the saying goes, the two clans fight each other, and our Ghost Shadow Clan army hunts and invades the noble border, and the front-line war is imminent, but it is the result of the decision-making of our clan's high-level leaders, and we people ......"

Mahara Watanabe pointed behind him: "We are just a friendly envoy who is responsible for transmitting information, contacting feelings, and exchanging young hunter cultivation, the second elder, so many other clansmen are watching, after the big battle starts, our dignified Heavenly Demon Clan will not embarrass us." ”

It is a very humiliating thing for the two clans to fight and kill each other, Yan zhòng violated the warrior spirit in the wasteland, and Mahara Watanabe brought those foreign clans here, and sincerely squeezed the elders of the Heavenly Demon Clan, thinking that he would leave a way back.

Mo Xuanji glanced at the other elders behind him and smiled at the same time.

Elder Eleven stood up and walked over and said with a smile: "Envoy Zhenyuan, don't worry, the battle on the front line is a contest of tribal strength, and we are not narrow enough to compete with you." ”

"Really?"

Mahara Watanabe's eyes suddenly lit up: "Eleventh Elder, your words represent the attitude of the Heavenly Demon Clan, you, a high-ranking elder, can't be counted when you speak." ”

"Don't worry. Elder Eleven nodded, "My words represent the Heavenly Demon Clan Elder Pavilion. ”

"Hahaha......"

Mahara Watanabe put his heart back into his stomach at once, and he was a little relieved, his two ghost sleeves were thrown into the sky, and he was arrogantly ready to walk to his seat, when suddenly there was a "snap" from behind, and the eleventh elder slapped the table with horizontal eyebrows, almost scared the defenseless Mahara Watanabe to the ground.

Mahara Watanabe Huo Ran turned his head, Eleven Eleven Elders had a solemn face, and said coldly: "We will not kill them, but we will never condone the spy army hunting to be unscrupulous within our clan." Come, bring me those hunts. ”

Tie Mitao and Meng Tian rode tall horses and led nearly a thousand elite hunters from behind the mountain wall on the side of the main platform.

The team is full of murderous spirit, and those elite war hunters are all crocodile armor protectors, the guns are bright and bright, and the strength is jaw-dropping. A total of hundreds of prisoners were pushed and turned over the mountain wall and escorted to the open space in front of the main ceremonial platform.

Mahara Watanabe's mouth opened wide all of a sudden, and the sweat on his forehead came out, and the strength of the Heavenly Demon Clan's intelligence system made Mahara Watanabe's heart tremble deeply.

Their ghost clan pretended to be ordinary people to infiltrate the elite military hunting in Western Xinjiang, and they were all found out overnight, and they were originally planning to kill people and set fire everywhere when the Heavenly Demon Clan evacuated Western Xinjiang, causing chaos in Western Xinjiang.

It seems that they still underestimated the strength of the Heavenly Demon Clan's armament system and the determination to resist.

Mahara Watanabe suddenly became angry, and Huo Ran turned his head and accused sharply:

"Eleventh Elder, what do you mean, didn't you say that you didn't want to kill us, what do you want to do after you arrest so many of our ghost clansmen? Do you force us to withdraw from the army as hostages? Eleventh Elder, the wasteland is watching, you do this, the dignified Heavenly Demon Clan is not afraid of losing face? In the future, I will be scolded by people on the wasteland......"

Elder Eleven smiled slightly:

"Ordinary clansmen, this is clearly an elite military hunting ...... infiltrating the western frontier."

"Do you have proof?"

Mahara Watanabe's face was angry and aggressive.

"Yes!" Elder Eleven said slowly, shaking his hand, shaking off the long strip of animal skin, and the words were densely written on it: "Which one do you want to see?" Ignoring the stunned envoy of True Plain, Elder Eleven turned around and shouted, "Cut it, sacrifice flag!"

Mahara Watanabe finally lost his mind, the preparations were too detailed, and even the information of their military hunting was discovered, and it was very likely that someone in the group of military hunts who were arrested last time couldn't stand it and forced a traitor.

However, those military hunters are all elite and strong people selected from their army, and the loss of such a group of people is too distressing.

Mahara Watanabe hurriedly ran to the front and shook his hand and shouted, "Slow, keep people under the knife." ”

Then he turned to look at Elder Eleven, his eyes were majestic: "Eleventh Elder, leave a way back for yourself, after our army comes in, you dare to guarantee that no one will be captured by us?" Keep these people, we can exchange hostages in the future, and you will suffer less losses......

Mahara Watanabe stiffened his neck and confronted the eleventh eleventh, such conditions can not be described as unfair, can not be described as untempting, when the war starts, the captured captives will eventually be either reduced to slavery or killed, if this group of people can be left to exchange hostages, the Heavenly Demon Clan can at least kill a few hundred people in the future.

"How's it going?" asked Watanabe anxiously.

"Nope. ”

The eleventh eleventh's face was cold, unmoved, and with a wave of his big hand, "Slash!" In the open space in front of the subjective ceremony, hundreds of long knives slashed through the cold light, blood spurted violently, and hundreds of human skulls rolled to the ground.

The elite military hunting of the ghost clan infiltrated the western frontier was wiped out in the words of the eleventh eleventh eleventh.

Hundreds of elite military hunters, all of them are dead if they say they are dead, the hearts of the envoys of the ghost clan twitched fiercely, their faces were all blue, the muscles on Qingyuan Watanabe's face were hideous, and he rolled his eyes and gasped for a long time before he came back to his senses, and the blood of the people of the people of the land made him angry.

"Haha, good, good, the weather is good today, the wind is beautiful, the sun is shining, this kind of weather, it must be very cool to kill people......"

Mahara Watanabe Huo Ran turned around, his fingers almost pointed to the nose of the eleventh eleventh elder and almost roared:

"Our army is about to come in, you wait, this blood debt must be paid with blood, if you kill me, I will kill you ten or a hundred, we will want you to flow into a river of blood in the western frontier, and there will be no one for thousands of miles!"

Watanabe Mahara stood there, hideously murderous.

This sentence was murderous and explicit, and it simply stimulated all the clansmen of the Heavenly Demon Clan, and some people in the nearby war hunt couldn't hold back any longer, choked and pulled out their waist knives and pointed at Zhenyuan from afar, just waiting for Elder Eleven to give an order, and rushed over to chop him into meat sauce.

Watanabe Mahara turned a blind eye to those sharp long knives, squinted his eyes, and glanced coldly at Elder Eleven:

"What's the matter, don't count what you just said? Your Heavenly Demon Clan is also capable of this, you can't beat it on the battlefield, can you use the visiting envoy to vent your anger? Hahaha, what kind of strong clan is it, bullshit......"

Seeing this ghost envoy kicking and biting like a mad dog, the people of the Heavenly Demon Clan in the mountains were filled with righteous indignation, and the noisy screaming and scolding sounded chaotically.

"Let's see how the two clans fight each other......

Elder Eleven shook his head and smiled, ignoring the surprised and angry gaze of Watanabe Mahara, passed by him, and walked straight to the big bluestone in front of the chaotic stone forest, standing high on the big bluestone, the mountain wind blew the elder's clothes to hunt, Eleven Elder looked at the clansmen who were gradually calming down in the mountains, and resolutely stretched out his hands and pressed them on a huge crystal ball on the mountain stone in front of him.

The barbarian energy was excited, the crystal ball was like a turbulent surge, the light turned sharply, the canopy was bright and ignited, and a vast image of the earth appeared in the crystal ball.

Eleven Elder said loudly:

"On February 12, 765 in the wasteland calendar, before the sixteenth day of the Heavenly Demon List and the Heavenly Ghost List officially began, let's take a look at the frontline battle with the help of Eagle Pupil. ”

The eagle pupil is a rare spiritual weapon comparable to the storage ring, the scout is ambushed on the top of the mountain on the front line in advance, and uses the binocular eagle pupil to watch the mountains and rivers on the front line, and the crystal ball can receive and display the scene seen by the front line eagle pupil.

As soon as the undulating mountains and rivers were reflected in the crystal ball, the mountains fell silent at the same time, and everyone was anxious and fanatical, eagerly looking forward to it. The front-line war is a matter of their lives and the life and death of the entire western Xinjiang.

The eagle's eyes extended from the earth to the distance little by little, and then his gaze froze, and in the crystal ball, he could see that from the horizon, the army was like a sea and a tide, and the powerful military horses of the ghost clan were advancing step by step.

The ghost armor long knife, the murderous aura, tens of thousands of troops and horses marched together, the terrifying lineup made people's scalps numb, and the earth trembled with the footsteps.

Looking at the crowd of people, there is no variegation in the dark and oppressive sky.

On this side of the earth, there is also an endless elite hunting team, with their bows and knives unsheathed, and a defensive formation stretched like a mountain, waiting for the enemy.

There was an oppressive silence in the Valley of Rocks.

One side is the sea, the other side is the mountain, what kind of tragic end will the two powers collide with?