"White Flying Leopard, see Chief Hong!"

What made Jiang Cheng and Ge Xiong dumbfounded was that Bai Feibao, the patriarch of the Baihun tribe, who had been slapped in front of so many people, did not dare to get angry in the face of the four white-clothed people, but respectfully saluted.

"Hmph, the waste that has not achieved enough and has more than enough failure!"

With a cold snort, the middle-aged man in the center, who was called Chief Hong, didn't even look at Bai Feibao, and walked straight to Bai Ce, the injured and vomiting blood, and shouted: "Bai Ce, gather the rout, and prepare to slaughter the clan!"

In the Bai Hun Division, the Great Spirit Gong Bai Ce, who was like a god's mansion, was as obedient as a baby in front of this Chief Hong, bowed his head and responded, and hurriedly went to collect the rout of the Bai Hun Division.

Almost at the moment when the word 'Tu Clan' was uttered by Chief Manager Na Hong, Ah Gong Lin E's fierce shout had already resounded: "Ge Xiong, Jiang Cheng, come back!"

Manager Na Hong glanced at Jiang Cheng and Ge Xiong, who were charging with men and horses, and didn't see him move, and the three white-clothed men beside him rushed towards Jiang Cheng and the others.

When they were still far away, the figures of the three white-clothed people moved in unison, and the surging spiritual power rolled, and the three of them pushed flat with their palms, and the waves of qi like waves rushed towards Ge Xiong and Jiang Cheng.

The majestic spiritual power fluctuation instantly made the patriarch Ge Xiong's face change drastically: "Spirit Devouring Realm, be careful!"

Jiang Cheng's body flickered, and the moment the nine flashes of the spirit snake ran to the extreme, his body was already flying into the air, and the qi and blood in his body were churning, as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Poof!"

The moment a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out, the sound of vomiting blood was endless. Jiang Cheng was quite good, and the several soul warriors who were walking beside Jiang Cheng were all seriously injured by vomiting blood.

What's even worse is that a five-fold soul martial artist of the Fire Sun Realm's Chengen Realm, under the impact of that water-like qi wave, his sternum collapsed, and his body softened into a puddle of mud, and he died of anger on the spot.

But this is not the most shocking thing for Jiang Cheng.

What shocked Jiang Cheng the most was that after the three white-clothed entourages made a move, the manager Hong, who even Bai Ce was in awe, stood up and punched out.

A punch was blasted out, the wind and clouds changed color, and the roar of thousands of beasts sounded in the surrounding area, as if they were surrounded by ten thousand beasts.

As Chief Manager Nahong punched out, a red beast condensed by pure spiritual power let out a heaven-shattering roar and rushed towards Ah Gong Lin E.

Wherever the red beasts passed, whether it was the Baihun tribesmen or the Geshan tribesmen, they were all blown to pieces, and none of them survived.

"At the peak of the Spirit Devouring Realm, half-step soul opening, who are you?"

Looking at this scene, Ah Gong's face changed miserably, and at the same time he exclaimed, he bit the tip of his hand violently, and several mouthfuls of crystal blood sprayed on the ancestral spirit totem pole, and with one hand and a finger, an arm-thick ancestral spirit protection aura bombarded the beast.

The ancestral spirit protection aura and the spiritual beast exploded in the sky above the altar of the Geshan Tribe, and in an instant, a circle of bright colors exploded in the darkening night sky, and Yu Wei blew the air into a sizzling sound.

During this period, the ancestral spirit protection spirit brought by Ah Gong Lin E was extinguished several times and almost extinguished.

"Hmph, Bai Ce, just such a waste can stop you for decades, I think you Bai Hun is the real waste!"

The most tragic fight begins!

Even with Ah Gong's strong support, Jiang Cheng, Ge Xiong, and the patriarchs of the other three clans had a hard time dealing with these three powerful beings in the Spirit Devouring Realm.

In a few breaths, Songyue also joined the battle group, and the blue-green aura group could always help everyone break the siege when they were most in danger!

"Grass and Trees Soul Warrior, I didn't expect that there would be such a rare genius in Geshanbu, Hong Da, it would be of great use to capture her alive!" After seeing Songyue who made a move, Manager Hong was even more excited, and his punch was like a punch.

Manager Hong's attack was more and more violent, but Ah Gong Lin E's support became more and more difficult, and he had to be distracted to take care of Jiang Cheng and the others, almost every time he spit out a mouthful of essence blood, Ah Gong Lin E's body became a little thinner.

After a while, Ah Gong's entire face completely collapsed, like a skeleton.

The defeated clansmen of the Bai Hun tribe had been reorganized by Bai Ce and once again rushed towards the Geshan tribe.

Perhaps it was because of the order of the Nahong Governor to slaughter the clan, under the frantic shooting of the arrows of the hunters of the Bai Hun tribe, every moment, there were people from the Geshan tribe screaming and dying, even the old and weak women and children did not let go.

At the same time that the white-clothed entourage named Hong Da was about to slap Jiang Cheng's back in the heart with one palm, Uncle Niu, who was gray-haired and carrying a hunting knife in Geshanbu, rushed up obliquely and blocked the middle between Jiang Cheng and the white-clothed entourage.

"Bang!"

Uncle Niu was slapped to pieces with a palm, and blood poured Jiang Cheng's head and face.

"Grandpa Niu!"

Jiang Cheng's eyes turned red instantly.

With a roar, regardless of the palm that came from the chest, the sound of the surging waterfall exploded inch by inch in Jiang Cheng's body.

"Storm Waterfall Thousand Weights!"

Almost at the same time, Jiang Cheng's fist slammed into the vast chest of the Spirit Devouring Realm, and the terrifying spiritual power also exploded on Jiang Cheng's shoulder, and the sound of bones breaking exploded densely.

Jiang Cheng and the body of this Spirit Devouring Realm Hongda flew upside down at the same time, blood spurting wildly!

The tragic death of the clansmen stimulated Jiang Cheng to the limit, regardless of Fang Cai's serious injury, Jiang Cheng flew up again, and it was another violent explosion, completely ignoring Hong Da's attack, purely exchanging life for life.

Even though there was a spirit snake nine flashes that unloaded ninety percent of the attack power, but the attack of the soul warrior of the Spirit Devouring Realm, every punch could make Jiang Cheng seriously injured and vomit blood, but Jiang Cheng's Storm Waterfall Qianzhong was also a vegetarian.

That white-clothed Spirit Devouring Realm martial artist was almost the same as Jiang Cheng, and every time he hit Jiang Cheng's punch, he had to spit out a mouthful of blood.

In his mind, the black tower pillar was spinning rapidly, constantly sending the spiritual power stored in Jiang Cheng's body to supplement Jiang Cheng's consumption.

After a few punches, that Hong Da was actually frightened by Jiang Cheng's life-for-life and injury-for-injury fighting style, he couldn't figure it out, Jiang Cheng's fist of a seven-fold soul martial artist in the Chengen Realm could actually make him, a soul devouring realm's being, vomit blood with injuries?

Under the fear, one was accidentally caught by Jiang Cheng.

The tiger roared, and Jiang Cheng slammed into it with a blood-stained fist.

At the moment of life and death, Hong Da also attacked Jiang Cheng desperately.

But the so-called horizontal ones are afraid of the flute, and the ones who are afraid of the flute don't want to die!

Jiang Cheng didn't know what his fate was at this time, and he wanted to smash the guy in front of him.

Punch after punch, a Soul Devouring Realm's Being, one punch passed, the strength of the waterfall thousand-fold, rampage in Hong Da's body, his body trembled, and in a few punches, he was beaten down by Jiang Cheng punch after punch, and was bombarded into a meat patty.

In the distance, Song Yue, who was rescuing the clansmen, suddenly froze, looking at Jiang Cheng, who was seriously injured and half-dead to kill a soul warrior of the Spirit Devouring Realm, the home full of blood and fire, the screams of the clansmen that kept coming, and the bodies of the surrounding clansmen who were getting colder, tears couldn't help but burst out of their eyes.

Looking at Ah Gong on the altar who had lost too much essence and blood, and was already like a humanoid skeleton, and looking at the ancestral spirit who was getting lighter and weaker, and the crumbling ancestral spirit sheltered the spiritual light, Song Yue suddenly wiped away his tears, and as soon as his knees were weak, he knelt down in the direction of Ah Gong Lin E.

"Ah Gong, hurry, hurry up and respond to that incident!

I agreed! Grandpa, please, you will do that!

Ah Gong, for the sake of the clan, I am willing to do anything!

Ah Gong!" With a sad cry, Song Yue knelt down in the direction of Ah Gong Lin E.

"Hey" A sigh full of blood and tears sounded in everyone's ears at the same time: "The old man is incompetent!"

"For the sake of the clan, Songyue, I've suffered you"

With a long sigh, Ah Gonglin, who was standing on the altar in the shape of a skeleton, suddenly took out a fist-sized spiritual power bead and threw it violently.

Suddenly, the vast spiritual power as the sea erupted in the sky above Geshanbu, and a spiritual power light curtain, centered on Ah Gong Lin E, suddenly descended, with the altar as the center, condensed into a spiritual power light curtain!

Almost at the moment when the spiritual power light curtain was condensed, the punch that Mr. Hong had just taken advantage of the situation to blast out also slammed into the light curtain.

Rumble!

A violent explosion rang out.

The spiritual power beast blasted out by Mr. Hong exploded into pieces in an instant, but this spiritual power light curtain was not damaged at all, and it did not even tremble.

On the contrary, it was Mr. Hong, who threw out this punch, and was shocked by the force of the countershock, and he retreated a few steps.

When a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth, Mr. Hong's expression instantly became terrified, pointing to the surging and abnormal spiritual power light curtain, his fingers trembling like sand.

"How is it possible? How can you Katsuyamabe have such a divine object?"

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