The huge gate of light was full of color and solemnity: the crowd poured into the gate of light and disappeared in an instant, and there was no way to tell what was going on inside.

Mai Shaofei, as the young master of the Burning Spirit Clan, was the one who led the team: however, to the surprise of Thirteen Lang, he was not the first to enter the Light Gate, but waited silently in the distance.

This situation is really a bit weird, if the previous mobilization needs to be done by Tuzhi, Mai Shaofei has to say at least two words to boost morale: as a result, not only did he not do this, but he didn't even want to take the lead in the first place, and he couldn't help but make Thirteen Lang suspicious.

Looking at his face, what is hidden under jīang is clearly a touch of anxiety that is difficult to perceive, as well as sadness. A terrible thought flashed through his mind, and Thirteen Lang's heart was filled with awe, and his body was cold.

"You see, don't you?"

Mai Shaofei smiled bitterly and said in a deep voice: "I can't help it." ”

Thirteen Lang didn't answer his words, and looked back at the light gate, his expression was slightly dazed. At this time, the door seemed to have changed, no longer mysterious, no longer solemn, but emitting endless cold. In Thirteen Lang's eyes, it seemed to be a big mouth full of killing and greed, devouring life frantically.

Once in a hundred years, the autumn hunt is undoubtedly the moment when the number of magic mosquitoes is the largest at the beginning. No matter how secretive the waypoint is, there's no guarantee of what the area will be like at this point: if the demon mosquito is as rampant as it is rumored, will it have spread throughout the space?

It makes sense not to tell people about this, because a big war is imminent, and the most feared thing is that the army is afraid: if they lose their will without fighting, they can only exert seventy percent of their original ability; if they think about self-protection and fear of stealing their lives, I am afraid that they will not be able to exert even half of their combat strength, but it is not as good as it is now, so that they can crash into it when they are at their most emotional, and even if they die, they must be able to kill a few more mosquitoes.

From another point of view, the reason why Mai Shaofei was not allowed to play was to avoid the responsibility of falling into the trap, ensure the safety of the young master, and allow him to have a more suitable stage to play. If he is able to turn the tide, it will also be of great benefit to rallying people's hearts and boosting the morale of the survivors.

"Very reasonable jihua, very wise arrangement. ”

Thirteen Lang thought silently, his eyes becoming colder and colder.

"Let's go!"

Seeing that more than 10,000 people had entered the majority, Mai Shaofei packed up his mood and said: "Eight fingers, you are not good at group attacks, if possible, try not to stay away from me." ”

Jusan Lang didn't say anything.

"This seat Mai Shaofei!"

Mai Shaofei didn't care what he thought at this time, waved his arms, and shouted around: "Burning Lingerlang, follow me in!"

"Kill it!"

"Kill it!"

At the exit of the killing word, the crowd that had been agitated by the jī swing in their chests became more and more excited, and they shouted and went away, like wolves pounced on their prey.

"Only shouting to kill at this time, is it because I am afraid that someone with a heart will see the clue and then shake the morale of the army?"

Striding beside Mai Shaofei, Shisanlang couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, laughing at himself in his heart.

"I'm bored enough to talk about mercy with the superiors. ”

At this moment, on the land of the five clans of the Demon Domain, a similar scene is being staged. The Demon Soul Clan's Yamu, the Blood Killing Clan's Lu Mo, and the Heavenly Wolf Clan's Zhong Hanhan each led their clansmen into the autumn hunting land through the Light Gate. And in a mountain range of the Horned Clan, a man who was too tall and almost worthy of a giant was silent, waiting for a group of Zuihou clansmen to enter.

In front of the giant man, a thin gray-robed old woman stood with her hands behind her back, looking at him coldly, as if looking down on an ant.

...,

"What the old body said, have you written it down?"

The giant man saluted respectfully and said, "Disciple, remember the elder's teachings. ”

"Kill my grandson, such a blood feud, but the old body can't take revenge with his own hands!"

The old woman's body trembled slightly, her voice was full of endless resentment, and she said to him: "Killing two people is better than killing a purple mosquito king, and the old man will give you a magic weapon to ensure that you have the place of the Holy Son: I don't want you to feel set sail... ”

The giant man's gloomy face became even colder, but there was a trace of fire jumping in his eyes, like a ghost.

"Don't hide anything, I know you're actually happy in your heart, and I wish I was dead. ”

The old woman looked at the giant's respectful posture, and her face showed contempt and mockery: this expression only flashed for a moment, and her eyes were once again occupied by resentment and sorrow, and a deep despair.

"It's useless to say anything, anyway, kill them for me. If you have the strength to do so, I'll kill the Celestial Wolf Saintess!"

The giant man's body shook slightly, and he wanted to speak.

"Don't worry, the treasure given by the old body is enough to make you change your body, and even your breath can be concealed. As long as it is not cultivated too much, no one can identify it. Even if there is really an accident, you are already the Holy Son of the Demon King Palace afterwards, who can help you. ”

Among the people who participated in the autumn hunt, the giant man was already the top figure, how could there be someone who was too much higher than his cultivation. When the old woman said this, it was tantamount to giving him double security.

The giant man thought for a moment and said sincerely: "The disciple understands that the disciple should do his best not to disappoint the elder. ”

"Disappointed?"

The old woman looked at him contemptuously and said in a cold voice: "Don't think you can hide it from me, you have long had ambitions for that holy woman, and you are even more interested in the magic of the Heavenly Wolf Clan. This is what you think in your heart, so why be disappointed. But don't forget, the Sky Wolf Clan is the strongest among the five clans, and Zhong Hanhan's background is deep. If you are not decisive enough to covet beauty or other things, you know the consequences. ”

The giant man nodded, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and there was a hint of obscenity and cruelty.

"That's it, as long as you're sure, do whatever you want. ”

The old woman knew that he was not someone who could be easily controlled, so she waved her hand helplessly and said, "But there is one thing, if you can't successfully kill Mai Shaofei and Xiao Bazhi, don't come back." The pain of ten thousand insects devouring souls, you don't want to taste it. ”

The giant man's body trembled slightly, and a look of fear welled up on his face. Later, when he saw that the old woman had no more instructions, he took her leave and strode into the gate of light.

The old woman behind her looked at the back of the giant man, and the resentment and sadness in her eyes did not subside, but became more and more intense.

"Grandson, your favorite, least favorite, grandma will kill them all at once! Let them accompany you, okay!"

Valley of Fire Clouds.

As Zuihou entered the light gate, the expression on Tu Yu's face gradually eased, and his body relaxed. During the autumn hunt, his duty was to open and close the doors, and at the same time supervise whether there were high-ranking monks in the various clans. As for the outcome of the autumn hunt and the losses of the various clans, it was not in his consideration.

At this moment, Tu Zhi should have put away the formation and only reopened it in a year. It is not up to him to control who will come back and how many will come back, and he will not have to bear any responsibility.

Strangely, however, he didn't.

Tuzhi looked at the light gate quietly as if looking at some piece of nothingness: there was no joy or sorrow on his face, as if he was waiting for something. After a long time, he withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and sighed. ...,

"Gou Xing Lao'er, if you don't show up at this time, are you afraid of the danger of autumn hunting and don't dare to go!"

"Hehe, there are some bó names in the next place, where do you say this. ”

As soon as the words fell, the sound of laughter suddenly came, and then a light appeared in front of Tu Zhi from far and near, like a meteor. The middle-aged person who came, dressed in a green shirt and a long shirt, looked elegant like a scribe, and there was a faint bookish atmosphere between his gestures, which made people have a sense of goodwill at a glance. The voice is even more warm and warm, whether it is self-humility or pride, it makes people feel taken for granted, without the slightest resistance.

The person who came hugged his fist towards Tu Zhi, and said in a gentle voice: "Thank you Brother Tu for your help, Daoyou is really a believer." ”

Tu Tu looked at the visitor, his eyes were extremely complicated, there was jealousy, admiration, and a trace of resentment. The visitor's gaze was calm, no matter how he looked at him, he always maintained a faint smile, a peaceful and indifferent look.

He said, "What's the matter? Brother Tu has remorse?"

Tu Wei shook his head and said sarcastically: "Being held by your poisonous snake, how can you let the old man regret it." ”

Gou Xing smiled slightly and said: "Brother Tu misunderstood, you and my brother cooperate with each other, it is a matter of mutual benefit, how can you be so divided." ”

Tu Wei sneered and said: "Tu doesn't dare to call you a brother, there is a character like you in the Burning Spirit Clan, it can really be said that the ancestor manifests." Regaining the glory of the past is just around the corner. ”

Gou Cha was not humble, and said in a calm tone: "In the lower direction, it is our responsibility to prosper our own clan, and I dare not slack off." It's just that if you don't want to help your brothers, everything you plan is empty talk, and everything is just a bubble. ”

Hearing these generous words, Tu Zhi shook his head again and again, secretly thinking that if there is a shameless list in time, this person will definitely monopolize the turtle's head, and no one can compete with him.

Unwilling to entangle with him any longer, Tuzhi waved his sleeves and said, "That's it, don't talk about this." I'll just ask you, can you be sure of this trip?"

Gou Xi's expression remained unchanged and said, "What does Brother Tu refer to?"

Tu Zhi said angrily: "What else can it be, of course Mai Shaofei will be killed! Otherwise, once he obtains the qualification of the Holy Son, what capital do you have to become the patriarch, and how can you get the clan fire inheritance." ”

Gou Cha shook his head and said: "Brother Tu misunderstood, he was just concerned about the disaster of the demon mosquito, and he did not hesitate to go to the danger in person to find out what happened, and Brother Tu actually slandered and murdered the young master of his clan in Xia, which is really disrespectful!"

"You ......"

Tu Zhi pointed to the check, wanting to mock and scold, thinking that he really didn't have the qualifications to collude with it, and finally had no choice but to give up this idea, shook his hand and said. "The old man just wants you to know that if this matter leaks out, neither you nor the old man will end well. ”

Seeing that he was in a hurry, Gou Xi said with a slight face: "Brother Tu, don't worry, I will definitely not let you down when I go here." ”

"I'm disappointed!"

Tu Zhi's heart was on fire, and he said angrily: "If you are more than playing with conspiracy, the old man is full of confidence in you, but if you talk about strength...... Gou Xing, Gou Xing, it's not that the old man looks down on you, your cultivation, even if you can ascend to the patriarchal position, I'm afraid you will end up in ruin.

After listening to such ruthless ridicule, Gou Xing could not suppress the resentment in her heart after all, and said coldly: "Brother Tu, is it just to laugh at you? If so, you can close the entrance......

"Say no more!"

Tu Zhi waved his hand helplessly, and said coldly: "Go quickly, Tu only hopes that you will keep your oath, even if you die inside, don't drag me into the water." ”

Hearing his words, a trace of coldness flashed in Gou Xing's eyes, she didn't say anything anymore, turned around and turned into a long rainbow, and threw herself into the light gate.

Behind him, Tu Zhi looked at the illusory light gate, and was silent for a long time before sighing, waving his hand to put away the magic disk. On his face, worry and fear alternated, and he didn't stop for a moment, praying silently in his heart.

"Burning Spirit Clan...... , it's better to all die inside!"

I don't know if it's because of the prayer of the picture or the curse that plays a role, at this time, within the Light Gate, the team of the Burning Spirit Clan participating in the autumn hunt is facing the danger of annihilation.

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