In the crag, all ethnic groups are seated.

The Patriarch of the Black Horn only groaned slightly, and his gaze swept towards the field.

"Please, the Wasteland Clan!" The Black Horn Clan elder shouted, and his voice echoed throughout the audience.

As soon as these words came out.

The expressions on the faces of the frost wolf, eye fish and other clan patriarchs were shocked at the same time.

Ye Wentian also looked up, with great interest: "What canon?"

"The Wasteland Canon."

"Each of my eight clans has its own clan code, and although the clan rules recorded are different, the family rules are the same, and all tribes must abide by them."

"The record on that page is called the Wasteland Rules." The Turtle Patriarch took a deep breath and explained in a low voice.

It is said to be a wasteland canon, but it is actually a canon of the Blackhorn tribe.

Ye Wentian smiled.

If it's so complicated, isn't it just a family tree?

Everyone in the venue, caused by the gaze. Xiushu.com

Among the tribesmen of the Black Horn tribe, a team walked out, all of them were full of seriousness, and they stepped forward with a thick black genealogy.

He walked to the center of the crag and knelt down in front of the black dragon sculpture in the center.

"Wasteland Chiefs, representatives of the major tribes."

"The Wasteland tribes are originally of the same origin, and the eight major clans of the wasteland are gathered in order to elect a large clan that can represent all the tribes of the wasteland."

"As evidenced by the ceremony, our clan will launch a wasteland vote." The voice of the Black Horn Patriarch was strong, echoing throughout the field.

The voice fell.

There was a slight silence in the venue.

A great clan that represents the wasteland?

There is no doubt that such a clan will be elected from among the eight major clans, and the representatives of those small clans outside the venue are not even qualified to participate in the election, and their hearts do not fluctuate much.

The patriarch of the first clan in the field, after hearing about it at this moment, frowned slightly.

In the Wasteland Canon, there is indeed such a family rule.

"Patriarch Blackhorn, you should know that according to the rules of the Wasteland Clan, your Blackhorn Clan must have the full support of the other seven clans."

"Otherwise, this clan rule will not hold." The frostwolf patriarch's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice.

This kind of thing is simply impossible.

Even if the other six clans all chose to support, his frost wolf clan only needed one vote to completely veto it.

When the Black Horn Patriarch heard this, he just glanced at the person in front of him.

There was no change in expression on his face.

That's when it happened.

"The Falling Clouds Clan, support the Blackhorn Chief."

"Qingqi Clan, support the Black Horn Patriarch."

The eight clans, the two patriarchs who ranked in the top three in terms of comprehensive strength, did not hesitate at this moment, and their voices echoed throughout the audience.

The two patriarchs took a step forward, raised their hands and pointed slightly, and landed on top of the wasteland ceremony.

The first page of the canon, corresponding to the painting seal of the two families, was then lit up.

The other five patriarchs, such as Frost Wolf and Meyu, were unmoved.

"My clan, give you time to think about it." The Patriarch of the Black Horn didn't say anything more, and turned back to his place.

The scene fell into a stalemate for a while.

The Frostwolf Patriarch frowned, his face thoughtful.

This vote is unlikely to succeed.

On the side of the Black Horn Clan, there was no intention of forcibly threatening, and the major patriarchs were a little confused for a while.

"Mr. Ye." At this time, the Golden Ape Saintess walked to Ye Wentian's side.

Her eyes flickered slightly, and the temperament on her body had changed sharply.

Ye Wentian stared.

"The Clouds of the Clouds."

"It's all this time, and you still don't show up?" Ye Wentian smiled lightly and glanced at the people beside him.

This Nizi can really be hidden.

I crossed the wasteland all the way, but I didn't see her real person.

"Giggles, I'm already on my way here."

"Mr. Ye, what do you think of this crag?" cloud

Zhixia chuckled, looked up at the sculpture in the center in front of her, the young master of this sect was still hiding, how could she easily appear?

Ip Man's face was as usual, and he said in a low voice, "Formation."

"The whole crag is a large array."

This.

As early as after entering the field, he was aware of it.

It's just that I can't see it clearly, what is the purpose of this ancient array?

When Yun Zhixia heard this, a trace of appreciation flashed in her eyes, and the smile on her face became a little bigger.

"According to the records of my Imperial Beast Gate, there is a remnant ancient array in the center of the Black Horn Clan, and I don't know exactly what it is for."

"However, the elders of this sect have mentioned the method of cracking it, and you only need to smash the black dragon stone sculpture in the center."

"The Black Horn Patriarch should be stalling for time at this moment." Yun Zhixia's eyes flashed, and he said his opinion.

Now it seems that the young master of this gate seems to have some other purpose.

Before she figured out the situation, she wouldn't easily show up and get into danger, and the Great Flame Dragon King in front of her could just take advantage of it. xь.

Ye Wentian nodded, feeling that what the people around him said made no more sense.

"Hmm."

"In any case, it's always right to break the eye." Ye Wentian raised his head and looked at the black dragon stone sculpture in the center in front of him.

"Yes."

"With your strength, you can easily break it." The smile on Yun Zhixia's face remained unchanged.

Her voice just fell.

Suddenly, a majestic force locked her figure.

The next moment, a big hand suddenly grabbed Yun Zhixia's shoulder.

"You...... What are you doing?" Yun Zhixia's eyes trembled, obviously not reacting.

Ye Wentian smiled.

"Of course it's a break!"

"Don't move."

"Go, Cloudglow." The spiritual power in Ip Mantian's body was condensed, comparable to the spiritual power of the god level, and the person beside him was firmly enveloped.

In the next second, he was thrown out directly.

The target is the sculpture in the center in front of you.

All this was extremely sudden, Yun Zhixia didn't react at all, and the whole person was thrown out violently.

Wrapped in that terrifying spiritual power, she couldn't even resist.

He could only turn his head and stare at Ye Wentian with resentment on his face.

"Whew!"

"Bang...... Boom."

This throw is not small.

Yun Zhixia's figure, like an arrow off the string, crashed headlong into the black dragon sculpture in the shocked eyes of the surrounding tribesmen.

Smoke and dust rise, sculptures tremble, and cracks appear visible to the naked eye.

The force of the shock was not small, and several clansmen of the Black Horn Clan, along with the wasteland canon in their hands, were directly shocked out.

This scene was too sudden.

There seemed to be silence in the room.

In the smoke and dust, Yun Zhixia stood up, her face slightly reddened.

"Damn the Great Flame Dragon King!" Yun Zhixia couldn't help but curse in her heart.

I am afraid that the young master of this sect has already noticed this movement.

She instantly fell into a passive situation.

"Shhh

"Who is that...... The Holy Maiden of the Golden Ape Tribe?"

"What is she doing?"

The representatives of the clan outside the arena were instantly stunned, and their hearts trembled, and their eyes widened in disbelief.

Frost wolf, several patriarchs of the eye fish, stood up sharply at the same time.

In addition to being shocked, their eyes fell on Ye Wentian unconsciously, and with the strength of the patriarch level, they naturally saw clearly that the Golden Ape Holy Maiden was directly thrown out by the Great Yan Dragon King.

"Mr. Ye."

"What are you?" The corners of the Turtle Patriarch's mouth paused, and he looked at the young man in front of him unconsciously.

Regardless of the instantaneous cause.

The scene in front of me is too explosive

Ye Wentian's face was as usual, feeling the changes in the array here.

Hearing the words of the person next to him, he waved his hand casually.

"It's okay, Na Nizi, it's amazing." Ye Wentian spoke in a low voice.

Even if it was just to pick up the body of the Golden Ape Holy Maiden, Yun Zhixia could burst out with the strength of the fitting level, and it was easy to break a stone carving.

However, as the sculpture shattered, the formation platform under everyone's feet was obviously unstable.

"This ......" The Xuan Turtle Patriarch was stunned in place, and was a little speechless for a while.

Is this a question of whether it is powerful or not?

The Blackhorn tribe intends to dominate the wasteland, and at this time, there is such a big movement, and the Blackhorn Patriarch is afraid that he will turn his face at any time.

Really!

The faces of the people of the Black Horn tribe in front of them were already pale, and the anger in their eyes could not be hidden.

"Presumptuous!"

"Golden Ape Patriarch, that girl is the holy daughter of your clan."

"Dare to destroy the wasteland ceremony in public!"

Bursts of angry shouts came.

Don't wait for the Blackhorn Patriarch to speak.

The strong clan behind him couldn't bear it anymore, and the aura around him exploded at the same time, stepping into the front platform, and his sharp gaze locked on the clouds in front of him.

The Golden Ape Patriarch's face changed slightly, but he just glanced up, and his heart was already clear.

The scene in front of him was already a dispute between the Imperial Beast Gate, and it had nothing to do with his Golden Ape Clan.

"There's no need for a big ceremony." The Golden Ape Patriarch snorted and swept his gaze to the Black Horn Patriarch in the distance, a little sneering.

The Eight Heads Summit, which seems to be the home of the Black Horn tribe.

In fact, it is the decree of the Royal Beast Gate, and the patriarchs of the major beast clans know that so far, what else is there to pretend?

Caused by the gaze.

Compared to the Blackhorn Clan, the patriarch's face has never changed much.

The Black Horn Patriarch didn't even glance at Yun Zhixia in the center, his gaze swept forward, focusing on Ye Wentian.

"This son, I saw the ancient formation of my clan." In the eyes of the Black Horn Patriarch, there was a faint flash of appreciation.

And at the same time.

Throughout the central crag, the shaking is becoming more frequent.

Even the representatives of the small clans outside the venue can clearly feel it at this moment.

"Hum!"

"Click...... Click."

There was a cracking sound.

Without waiting for everyone to react, cracks appeared visible in the rocks in the field, and then began to spread.

The location of the eight major clans, in the cracks on the rock face under their feet, there is a faint black gas climbing.

"Huh?"

"It's ...... The altar." Ip Man-tian has been feeling the changes in the cragfield.

Until black qi rose under his feet, the runic array seal hidden in the ground fell into his perception.

This altar sigil is no stranger to him.

The sigil fluctuations in the ground were the same as the summoning altar that the wolf cubs of the Frostwolf tribe had taken him to before.

Ye Wentian's eyes flashed, and his heart suddenly cleared.

He looked up slowly.

The Blackhorn Patriarch was looking at him at the same time.

The two looked at each other.

"Great Flame Dragon King, you shouldn't have come to our clan." The Black Horn Patriarch suddenly whispered, and the aura around him exploded.

"Hum!"

"Whew...... Whistling."

An invisible force swept through the air, and an unconcealable suffocation swept through everyone's minds.

Frost Wolf, Meyu and other patriarchs of the first clan suddenly showed a serious look on their faces.

The people of the Black Horn tribe in front of them seemed to be furious, and they looked like they were going to make a move, but the major patriarchs did not pay attention to them.

Only this Black Horn Patriarch is different, in terms of combat strength, this person is undoubtedly the leader of the Eight Clans.

"Going to do it?"

"Hmph, what about hands-on? With the Great Flame Dragon King present, the five major clans of Frost Wolf, Eye Fish, Golden Ape, Snake and Turtle are all on our side."

"Even if the Royal Beast Gate makes a move, we will have the power to fight......

Several patriarchs such as the eye fish, the golden ape, and the turtle stepped forward one after another.

Five

To three, the advantage is on their side.

Since they have chosen to participate in the summit, they are ready to turn their faces.