Patriarch Fujimoto, his face was slightly ugly.

"In the battle of the border city of Xizhou, I haven't heard of it, this Great Flame Dragon King also has a Teng clan-level demon spirit."

"Such a formation, coupled with the strength of the Great Flame Dragon King itself."

"The Slayer Squad that dominates the wasteland is probably nothing more than that." Fujimoto couldn't help but take a deep breath.

The old strong man of the tribe also looked solemn. bμν.

The atmosphere was tense to the extreme.

Ye Wentian's eyes were calm, and he never paid too much attention to the Fujiki people, and his divine thoughts swept towards the center of the tribe.

"The tree." Ye Wentian muttered inwardly.

"Master, the silver spirit can feel that the ancient tree has turned into a spirit, and the breath fluctuation of that ancient tree is much stronger than that of the silver bell." The voice of the silver bell echoed in Ye Wentian's mind.

A glint flashed in Ye Wentian's eyes.

This trip was not in vain!

Now Ye Wentian's strength is in the late stage of soul refining.

If you want to improve, you can only use spirit jade, and now whether it is Great Yan or extraterritorial martial arts, the amount of spirit jade is worrying.

I remember that the clan Tengzu not only has trees, but also demon spirits and fierce beasts, and eating them may make the strength go further.

"Good ......" Ye Mantian's eyes flashed scarlet, and the qi and blood in his body were boiling unconsciously.

This scene.

Seeing the Fujimoto patriarch, waiting for the clan elders, his heart trembled.

"Shhh

"Are you going to do it?"

"When our clan is dying, you must not have any reservations, and go all out to call for Teng Zu and suppress that child." The old patriarch reacted quickly and immediately shouted loudly.

The surrounding clansmen were shocked.

They came back to their senses, and the momentum around them exploded, and their eyes were much sharper.

There was a lot of weight ahead, and I didn't feel it.

"I'll go!"

"Really, the old man is afraid of you?" Wan Xu Chong seemed to have a good momentum, but his body took a step back, allowing the demon spirit in front of him to block the front.

Teng Zu's might, he had learned it a hundred years ago, was indeed extremely terrifying.

The scene is tense.

The air seems to have frozen.

"This ......"

"Mr. Ye, the power of the entire clan of our clan can sacrifice the power of Teng Zu's true body, which should not be underestimated." Feng Tian's face was solemn at the same time, and he hurriedly reminded in a low voice.

He also didn't expect the patriarch to be so decisive.

"It doesn't matter." Ye Wentian waved his hand, the qi and blood in his body were still boiling, and he couldn't help but purse his lips.

Since this tree has a spirit, I wonder if it can be eaten.

It definitely can't be baked.

At the same time.

The rattan wood family, the seal is formed.

The Fujimoto patriarch, with a breath all over his body, and a serious look on his face, took a step forward, and the seal was photographed.

"Please Tengzu!" Fujimoto let out a loud shout.

"Hum!"

「……」

Behind him.

There is a flash of blue light, and the phantom of an ancient tree is substantial, gradually coming to life.

"Please, Tengzu."

"Please ...... Tengzu"

The elders of the tribe and other elite powerhouses stepped forward one after another.

The breath swept and echoed each other.

In the center of the vine and wood clan, the towering ancient tree, the thick trunk shook, the dense branches and leaves rustled, and a very ancient aura swept across the entire tribe.

"Rustle."

「……」

In the branches and leaves of the ancient tree, countless cyan vines stretched out.

The number is immeasurable, stretching out, covering the air, and there is a great tendency to obscure the sky and the sun, and soon approaching the front of the tribe.

The people of the Fujiki clan suddenly burst into brilliance in their eyes, and the excitement on their faces could not be hidden.

"With the old man, Bai Tengzu!" The old patriarch Fujimoto's face was full of piety, and he immediately stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

The clansmen behind him bent down to worship.

"Hum!"

"Rustling ......"

The vines vibrated as if in response.

The vines stretched out in the sky, and the target was directly aimed at Ye Wentian and a few people in front of him, and Teng Zu's aura climbed a few points again.

The air seems to be torn.

Unstoppable!

"This Teng Zu is worthy of being one of the thirty-six tribes." Wan Xu's body trembled, and he felt great pressure.

In front of him, including the Red Tiger, the demon spirits all restrained their fierce aura under this momentum, and their bodies retreated unconsciously.

"Roar!"

「……」

Only the silver bell at the front, the silver light flashed all over his body, and he let out a low roar, his momentum was undiminished, and the fierce light in his pupils was exposed.

"Worthy of a top-level goblin." Wan Xu Chong's eyes couldn't hide his reverence, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Fujiki everyone, eyes swept at the same time.

The Fuji Yuan patriarch's eyes flashed slightly, and with his strength, he could naturally see that the other party's Tengzu looked fierce, but in fact, his momentum was obviously weaker than that of his own Tengzu.

"Great Flame Dragon King, my clan has not had a holiday with you."

"Hand over the traitor of our clan, and leave the demon spirit by your side, the old man can let you go, otherwise you will bear the consequences." Fujimoto stepped forward and shouted repeatedly.

If he is from the Fujimu clan, he can have one more Teng Zu, and in the future, among the thirty-six clans of the wasteland, his status will only be below the eight major clans.

As soon as these words came out.

The expression on the face of the Fujiki tribe is uncertain.

According to the clan rules, those who trespass on the clan should be punished.

The patriarch spoke, and the surrounding clansmen didn't dare to say anything. qgν.

"If he is willing to keep that Teng Zu, Feng Tian may be able to save his life." Qingru's originally dim eyes suddenly had a little more brilliance.

Looking up, his eyes swept forward.

Everyone in the audience, at this moment, was all focused on Ye Wentian.

"What are the consequences?"

"I'm here today just for your clan Tengzu." Ye Wentian slowly glanced up, and his voice echoed around.

When he first entered Xizhou before, he wanted to get Tengzu to study it.

This time, I won't let it go.

In front of the tribe, there was a slight silence.

The faces of the Fujiki clan were gloomy, and the anger in their eyes could not be concealed.

"It's too much!"

"Even if you trespass on my clan, you still dare to fight Teng Zu's idea?"

"Patriarch, we are willing to ask for war......

Ip Mantian's voice undoubtedly caused public anger.

The elite warriors of the tribe couldn't help but step forward one after another, and the momentum around them exploded and swept, and their sharp eyes locked.

"He...... How dare he?"

"It's over." Qingru smiled miserably, and her eyes were a little more hollow.

Coveting Tengzu, this is the polar wasteland, the taboo of every tribe.

Sins are unforgivable!

Patriarch Fujimoto frowned.

"Young man, do you know what you're talking about?" Fujimoto's face sank, and his tone instantly became much more serious.

"Hum!"

"Rustling ......"

In mid-air, the vines wriggled like a cyan tsunami, covering the air, trying to engulf it and sweep everything away.

That kind of momentum, even if it is a strong spirit refining person, he does not dare to touch the edge.

Ye Wentian's eyes were calm.

"Don't beep."

"Come to war." His eyes were filled with war, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense.

Let's talk about it.

Step out.

"Whew!"

"Whistling ......"

The majestic spiritual power swept out at the same time.

The momentum is not weak.

"Roar!"

"......" Silver Bell stepped on its front paws, and cracks cracked on the ground under the claws, and the vicious aura was all over it, and then it surged again.

The momentum is strong.

The people of the Fujimu clan, the clan elders, and the patriarch Fuji Yuan, their bodies couldn't stop trembling, and in terms of hard power alone, they were far inferior to Ye Wentian and Yinling.