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As soon as the three patriarchs appeared, they immediately shocked the audience, and under the black clouds, there seemed to be countless demonic lights wrapped around the bodies of the three people. （）

The burly and tall werewolf patriarch pointed at the giant mace in his hand and shouted in the common language of Middle-earth: "Hahaha!

Youqin's face was solemn, as if she was still a little desperate.

She looked at the three people under the night sky opposite, waved the scepter in her hand, and said sharply, "You three clans have joined forces, do you think you can defeat us in this way?"

The patriarch of the Bird-Man clan giggled and screamed, "Yuqin, nonsense, for the sake of our two tribes having lived together for thousands of years, as long as you take your people out of the Divine Tree and hand over the Divine Scepter and Divine Blade, we can let you go." ”

"Dreaming!"

Youqin did not retreat at all, and immediately gave an order to the clansmen in the language of the elves, and the countless elven warriors who were resisting below began to fly towards the direction of the altar at the top in an orderly manner, obviously to make the last resistance.

There are 3,000 elves, and there are at least a thousand warriors except for some young ones, and these people are skilled in bows and arrows, and they have not suffered a major loss in the past thousand years, whether it is with the werewolf or the bird-people.

Unexpectedly, the three clans united tonight, and the elven clan immediately fell behind. can only retreat to the altar and cast the ancient magic array that has been passed down from generation to generation by the elves, and maybe there is still room to turn around.

When the three patriarchs saw that Youqin was going to die to the end, they all seemed to be expected, and there were not many surprises.

Among the three, the patriarch of the Birdman clan flapped his wings and flew high, bent his bow and arrows in his hand, and swished three times to break through the air and roar, and the three feathered arrows shot towards the elf patriarch Youqin in mid-air.

Youqin is the king of elves, inheriting ancient witchcraft magic, which is by no means comparable to ordinary elven warriors.

She stretched out her tiny arm, and the jewel ancient jade at the tip of the scepter in her hand immediately shone brightly under her profound spell, turning into three bands of oily green light, blocking the three feathered arrows that flew in.

Bang bang bang......

With three loud bangs, three feather arrows infused with the powerful demonic power of the Birdman Clan Patriarch were forcibly intercepted in mid-air, and in the blink of an eye, the momentum was neutralized, and there was no longer anything to do.

Seeing this, the patriarchs of the bear-man clan and the werewolf clan on the other side roared, and they actually flew in the air, waving the huge blades in their hands to hit their heads.

The mana of these alien patriarchs is not low, and they are not below the cultivators of Middle-earth.

Youqin was one against three, shaking his wings and waving his scepter to meet the enemy, but he did not fall behind.

Under the tens of millions of years in the northern part of the country, it was indeed the Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, and the three Shushan disciples such as Yun Xiaoye looked at it for a while, and they were all secretly frightened.

This barbarian northern witchcraft is really outstanding.

Among the four patriarchs who fought fiercely in mid-air, Youqin showed cultivation that was no less than that of the ninth layer of the Yuan God Realm of human cultivators, and the other three patriarchs also showed the power of the eighth layer flying sword. 【For more exciting, please visit】

Yun Xiaoye has a good impression of the elf clan, plus the elf clan has saved Wang Budong's life, seeing that the elf clan is in danger at this moment, he groaned and said, "Senior Sister Han, little fatty, you go down to pick up the rest of the elf clan, and I will help the patriarch of Youqin." ”

Han Xuemei nodded slightly and said, "Be careful." ”

In the chaos, suddenly everyone heard a sword roar like a staggering dragon and a phoenix slashing through the noisy night sky, and the four clansmen only saw a white strange light speeding down, and when there were still dozens of zhang above the werewolf clan and orc warriors who were climbing, the bright white light suddenly split into tens of thousands of sharp white sword qi, overwhelmingly rushing towards the two alien warriors who were holding torches and climbing the sacred tree quickly.

The ethereal 80,000 style of the divine sword is one of the six sword tricks of the Shushan faction, and the lethality may not be great when encountering the predecessors who have cultivated to the depths, but the face is only some rough skin and thick foreign warriors, and the lethality is extraordinary.

The werewolf and bear warriors who had the upper hand were suddenly in chaos, roaring and roaring endlessly, and many figures fell from the high tree trunks, fearing that there was no possibility of survival.

As soon as the elven warrior saw this beautiful Terran friend come to the rescue, he instantly reversed most of the situation, and immediately screamed and shouted, and began to fly towards the altar above while blocking.

Wang Bufu scolded secretly in his heart, originally he wanted to use the Divine Sword Misty 80,000 Style to pull the wind, but Han Xuemei took the lead. He glanced at the countless silver-white rays of light around him, and with a humming snort, he took out his fairy sword and rushed towards those bird-man warriors.

Don't look at Wang Wu's untouchable appearance, but in the past ten years, his Taoism has made great progress.

Ten years ago, he was a teenager, just a small handyman in the outer kitchen, but he cultivated to the realm of the sky, and then worshiped under the name of Elder Fan, and since then he has soared to the sky.

In the past ten years, his Taoism has improved again, and he has actually cultivated the Yin and Yang Qiankun Dao to the eighth layer of the Flying Sword Realm, and his reputation in the Shushan Sect in recent years has also been very great.

With his move, ordinary bird-man warriors couldn't get close at all, but this sacred tree was too huge, although he alone could entangle some bird-man soldiers, there were more bird-man warriors in other directions, and it was a bit of a drop in the bucket.

After Yun Xiaoxie saw Han Xuemei and Wang Fudo make a move, he didn't hesitate any longer, and let out a loud roar, the nameless short stick in his hand sped up, carrying him towards the battle group where Youqin was.

"Patriarch Youqin, I'm here to help you!"

In the past ten years, he has secretly practiced three volumes of Heavenly Books, and with the ancient inheritance of the cultivation classics that he saw in the nameless ancient cave back then, his Taoism is really extraordinary, and he is close to the most outstanding figures of the younger generation of righteous demons in the world.

The nameless short stick is an unborn treasure, and it came in an instant, and the patriarch of the werewolf clan in front of him subconsciously waved his mace to block it.

Rumble......

The tall and hideous werewolf patriarch was under the ugly short stick, and in a roar, he screamed and roared, and his body was shocked into the air for dozens of feet, and he directly disappeared into the darkness.

Yun Xiaoye felt a strong force coming from the stick, and he took a momentum, and his body flew backwards, unloading his strength.

He was secretly surprised in his heart, and muttered, "The magic of the Barbarian North is really extraordinary!"

The patriarch of the birdman clan and the huge bear man, seeing the sudden human man stun the powerful werewolf patriarch with one move, these two guys were startled, not only did not attack, but even subconsciously retreated to the sides, and the originally stressful elf clan Youqin patriarch was immediately able to breathe.

Youqin's face sank with displeasure, and said, "Thank you Yun Gongzi for helping." ”

Yun Xiaoye nodded at Youqin, did not speak, and then looked at the two patriarchs of the Birdman Clan and the Bearren Clan hanging on both sides.

When Yun Xiaoye first entered the Barbarian North, the thirty-six alien races had only seen it in some classics, and he had also heard it talk about it when he was a child, and he was quite surprised when he saw it today.

He didn't understand whether the elves, werewolves, bears, birds, and most mysterious fish-people in the northern part of the country were the products of natural creation.

Why do these aliens have human bodies, but the heads of wild beasts?

Legend has it that the Arctic Ice Sheet is a cursed continent, and the original thirty-six alien races are all creatures who have been exiled by the gods to make mistakes, so they look like people and non-humans, ghosts and demons.

They have the wisdom of human beings, and they have the language and writing of the signs of human civilization.

However, most races have the blood of beasts.

Cruel and easy to kill, on the night of the full moon, like the werewolf clan, the bear clan and other clansmen, they will be bloodthirsty and crazy, and they are no different from demons.

For thousands of years, if it weren't for the fact that there was such a Xuanbing Palace guarding the Changbai Mountain Canyon, I am afraid that the northern frontier of Middle-earth would have been tossed by these alien races.

Tonight, three of the thirteen remaining alien clans, the rare combination of the elven clan, are actually greedy tendencies.

The Birdmen have long coveted this towering divine tree of the Elven Clan.

The werewolf clan is determined to obtain the strange gem at the top of the mysterious scepter in the hands of the Yuqin patriarch.

As for the bear people, they want to reclaim the ice and snow blade, the sacred relic of their own clan thousands of years ago.

Just when Yun Xiaoxie's thoughts were just flying, the werewolf clan patriarch who was shocked flew over again, and after a closer look, the corners of his mouth seemed to be still with red blood. The wolf's eyes shone brightly, and the anger was mixed with endless violence.

He snorted and shouted, "The cultivators of the Middle-earth human race dare to take care of the family affairs of the Barbarian Ice Plain!"

Yun Xiaoxie's eyes froze, and he said lightly: "Shushan, Yun Xiaoxi." ”

The three hostile patriarchs were stunned for a while, as if they didn't expect that this inconspicuous human being in front of them was actually a proud disciple of the Shushan Sect of the Middle Earth Cultivation Sect.

The patriarch of the Birdman Clan smiled coldly and said, "Even the Xuanbing Palace has no right to meddle in the affairs of the Barbarian North, I advise you to leave quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

His Middle-earth dialect was very standard, but perhaps because he was a bird's head, his voice was a little sharp, as if it were cracked and intertwined.

Yun Xiaoye glanced at the nameless short stick in his hand that exuded a faint cyan light, and said slowly: "The elf clan is kind to my Shushan faction, and I am in charge of this matter." ”

The three patriarchs looked at each other and wanted to make a move, but they seemed to be a little jealous of the prestige of the Shushan faction.

It's right to think about it, the Shushan faction has been in the world for 3,000 years, and it is one of the four giant sects of the righteous path cultivation in the world, and there are countless masters of cultivating the true path under the sect, where can these alien races in the northern part of the country be compared?

Youqin's eyes flickered, looking at Yun Xiaoxie's side face, and suddenly sighed faintly.

When the five of them were at a stalemate, the light suddenly burst out under the sacred tree under their feet, and the shouts were endless, mixed with countless pure Middle-earth words.

Yun Xiaoxie's face changed greatly, and when he looked down, he saw that the sword light in the sky under his feet was shrinking rapidly, and the invincible Xuanshuang was suppressed by a purple qi light, and it was difficult to distinguish for a while!

"Acacia!"

Yun Xiaoxie was shocked in his heart, and said in shock: "How can the Demon Sect disciple ......?"

The werewolf patriarch laughed, as if reinforcements had arrived, he was extremely arrogant, and shouted: "The companions of the Middle-earth Light Holy Sect have taken action! Everyone will go up together and destroy the elven clan!"

Youqin's face was like ashes, and he shouted, "You ...... You guys...... You actually violated the Celestial Treaty and colluded with the cultivators of Middle-earth!"

The patriarch of the bear clan brandished a long-handled giant axe and said loudly: "So what? It was your elven clan who took the lead in inviting the cultivators of the Shushan Sect of Middle-earth to help, so why should we join forces with the Bright Saint Sect of Middle-earth?"

The Holy Sect of Light is the Demon Sect in the mouth of the cultivators of the Righteous Path of Middle Earth.

Yun Xiaoyi saw that at least a dozen Demon Sect cultivation masters had appeared in the dark, and the outstanding disciple Bai Feifei who entangled Han Xuemei did not need to guess that he was a member of the Demon Sect's Hehuan Sect.

He said: "Patriarch Youqin, the other party is powerful, let's retreat first." ”

Youqin saw that most of the elves had returned to the periphery of the altar about 3,000 zhang from the ground, and he was sure in his heart, as long as he retreated to the altar, he would not be wiped out.

She said, "Young Master Yun, let's quickly retreat to the altar, where there is a magic circle left by the gods to support. ”

Yun Xiaoye was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed, and said, "Okay!"

As soon as the two of them moved, the three patriarchs around them suddenly shot together, Yun Xiaoye stepped forward a few feet, blocking the patriarch of the bear people and the werewolf clan, while Youqin was fighting with the patriarch of the bird people clan and retreating.

Source: Ran Library.