"How is it possible!" The moment his face changed, the palm of 'Lang Yong' had already slapped on the sleeve of the rolled up.

In the palm of his hand, the flying sleeves have already turned into powder.

But 'Lang Yong' did not have any joy about this, but his heart sank.

After this palm, above the clouds, the face of 'Lang Yong' also turned into Lu Kang with a decrepit face in a cloud and mist.

"Not an ancestor?"

"Where did the old ancestor go?"

"Has Fengpei Mountain given up on us?" At this moment, at the junction of Pengyu Bay and Fengpei Mountain, those warriors of the Blue Wolf Clan completely lost their fighting spirit.

Every tribe is to suppress the clan movement with the strongest, and at the same time, the strongest person is also the tribe's Dinghai Divine Needle, as long as the strongest person is still there, this tribe will never lose confidence, but in the same way, when the strongest person disappears, the fighting spirit of the tribe will also collapse.

Shoot people and horses, capture thieves and capture kings, that's it.

"How can you be on guard?" Lu Kang's whole body was full of decaying qi, and in front of him, with the collapse of that sleeve, Yun Zhongjun's figure also turned into a wave of rolling mist, and in front of Lu Kang, it dispersed leisurely.

That wisp of mist, in Lu Kang's eyes, was like an endless mockery of him.

"It's over!" Lu Kang's heart was cold and endlessly desperate in the mist.

When this blow failed, Lu Kang knew that he had lost this war, and he had lost it completely, and he had lost everything cleanly!

The reason why Lu Kang wanted to fight for his life was that he wanted to use this life-fighting blow to fight for the White Deer tribe to fight enough to support the appearance of the new immortal immortal.

But with the misses of this blow, everything came to naught.

No, not only did it come to naught, but it completely pushed the situation of the White Deer tribe to an irreparable point.

With his defeat and his fall, the power of Fengpei Mountain will be completely suppressed by Qiuyu Lake, and the offensive and defensive momentum of Qiuyu Lake and Fengpei Mountain will be completely reversed.

That is to say, in this battle, the territory lost by the Blue Wolf Clan, the lost luck, and the territory and luck lost by Fengpei Mountain are almost impossible to regain.

Whether it is the Blue Wolf Tribe or Fengpei Mountain, in the end, such a loss will only be passed on to the White Deer Clan.

Without the support of the Immortal Immortal, the White Deer Tribe would have faced an extremely difficult situation, and because of the failure of his plan this time, the behavior of Fengpei Mountain** and encroaching on the White Deer Tribe would not even have any cover-up, no taboos, and no hope for the White Deer Tribe to rise.

The inheritance of the White Deer tribe will be extinguished!

For this decrepit immortal who was about to die, this was almost an unacceptable situation for him.

The figure of Yun Zhongjun, this is slowly, emerging from behind a white cloud.

"Why is it impossible?" Yun Zhongjun lowered his gaze, like a god sitting on top of the clouds, overlooking all living beings.

In Yun Zhongjun's gaze, along the coast of Pengyu Bay, the warriors of the White Carp tribe were chasing the north and taking over the defensive formations left by the Blue Wolf tribe when they retreated.

Behind the White Carp tribe, the water of Qiuyu Lake is slowly rising - no, it is not the water of Qiuyu Lake that is rising, but the land along the coast of Pengyu Bay is slowly sinking, and then little by little, it is submerged by the water of Qiuyu Lake.

Under the Qi Lookout technique, Yun Zhongjun clearly saw the changes in the luck of Qiuyu Lake and Fengpei Mountain, as well as between the luck of the White Carp tribe and the Blue Wolf tribe in this battle situation.

I saw that in the white lake water, the white carp with long horns slapped the water splash hard, and the horns on the head were on the body of the iron-backed blue wolf, and with a strong top, it tore off one of the front legs of the blue wolf, and then bit the front leg and fell into the white lake.

In the white water, gurgling bubbles kept rising, and the surface of the lake was slowly expanding.

After a while, when the white carp re-emerged from the lake, the scars on the white carp's body because of the small movements of the red eel tribe and the mirror shrimp tribe had already dissipated cleanly.

And behind the lake and grassland that the White Carp Tribe and the Blue Wolf Tribe were manifested respectively, the luck of the Jade Lake Water Palace and the Fengpei Mountain also appeared in front of Yun Zhongjun and flashed by.

Yun Zhongjun really saw it, whether it was the Jade Lake Water Palace or this abundant mountain, the main color of the two luck was red, and in that red, there was a wisp of brilliant gold that fell from the sky.

Obviously, the red that is as hot as the fire is the luck of Fengpei Mountain and Qiuyu Lake itself, and the golden luck that symbolizes the true immortal in this red is the luck support of the gods of the two clans, the lord of the Yuhu Water Palace and the god of Fengpei Mountain.

"This war is over!" When Yun Zhongjun looked at him, the luck of Fengpei Mountain and Yuhu Water Palace, after one and the other, they disappeared, and the blue wolf of the blue wolf tribe retreated to the hills in the middle of the grassland, licking the wounds, and the white carp of the white carp tribe disappeared into the lake again, and the lake was calm.

At this time, Yun Zhongjun knew that this time the war between Fengpei Mountain and Qiuyu Lake was over!

On the battlefield, when the defense line of those blue wolf tribes was flooded by the water of Qiuyu Lake, in the middle of the battlefield, the crimson qi pillar that represented the immortal immortals, full of decaying qi, quickly collapsed, turning into countless clouds and smoke and dissipating.

Instinctively, Yun Zhongjun operated the condensation method, and one by one, the red fortune money fell from the void to Yun Zhongjun's palm, making a tinkling sound.

After the red mist completely dissipated, Yun Zhongjun realized that after Lu Kang fell, the luck money he obtained was exactly three hundred—exactly equivalent to a hundred years of salary for an immortal immortal who fused his luck into the divine court.

Yun Zhongjun retracted his gaze, in front of him, Lu Kang's eyes were split, and at the corners of his eyes, there were two blood marks, this old immortal immortal had already died completely, without the slightest breath.

As soon as the wind blew, the body of this immortal immortal dissipated with the wind, leaving no trace.

On the battlefield, the soldiers of the Baili tribe, while tidying up the bodies of their own people after they died in battle, methodically pushed the defense line of the Baili tribe forward and stationed on the new lakeside of Pengyu Bay.

There was no sadness on the faces of every white carp tribe warrior, everyone was rejoicing, rejoicing in the depression that was vented after this battle, rejoicing in this unprecedented victory, and rejoicing in the rewards that could be obtained after the battle.

Bai Yiming's military order to Yunzhongjun was to take ten miles of land, but in the end, at the end of this battle, the land captured by the Baili tribe was eighteen miles, nearly twice the difference.

After Yun Zhongjun's eyes looked around, he found that Bai Yiming, the patriarch of the White Carp Clan, had already died in battle, and only one of the four elders remained.

"Meet the Commander!" the last elder of the White Carp Clan, Bai Fangwen slowly walked in front of Yun Zhongjun.

"The White Carp Tribe, come and pay the order. ”