Chapter 329

Yan Bo shook his head: "Now is not the time to think about this. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 The most urgent task is how to survive this catastrophe. As he spoke, he took out another tortoise shell engraved with characters and threw it into the fire. With reluctance, he said: "The strength of the Ice Spirit Clan is several times that of me this time, and this time I must ask for strong reinforcements." No matter what the price, even if it's those three spirit veins!"

The red-haired woman mourned: "Father." ā€

"For the sake of this spiritual vein, I have sacrificed too much from the Fire Clan. Yan Bo's expression was hideous: "The Ice Spirit Clan must pay for this!" Ask for help from the strongest tribe in this thousands of miles, the Blood Witch, even if the three spiritual veins are forcibly occupied by it. At the very least, the Ice Spirit Clan will be wiped out because of this, and there will be some benefits.

This decision is really helpless, it is a disaster of extermination. Even if he wins, he will lose his vitality, which Yan Bo, as a patriarch, can't accept.

In the middle of the conversation, the flames began to transform again. Looming as a human form, an image of an elder of the Blood Witch Clan.

Yan Bo straightened his demeanor and waited for the witchcraft to be successfully connected.

"Shhh It's like an invisible basin of water seeping into it.

Yan Bo's expression changed: "What!" After a few breaths, the divine fire was extinguished.

The red-haired woman walked quickly to the outside of the attic, but when she looked up to the sky, she was shrouded in a layer of blue-blue enchantment, and there were sorcerers standing in all directions to maintain the enchantment, and there were hundreds of them: "Enchantment!

Yan Bo gritted his teeth: "Damn! Is the Ice Spirit Clan desperate!" Turning his head to look at the red-haired woman, there was a hint of softness in his expression: "Yan Lian, this time the Ice Spirit Clan is prepared. In case, I say, if our people can't fight, you can flee alone......"

A few hours later......

The war finally began, and the sorcerers rode spirit beasts to attack the Fire Clan. A giant bird with a wingspan of 10 meters, and a giant wolf weighing nearly a ton. All kinds of witchcraft are like meteorites bombarding the ground, and the earth trembles like an earthquake.

The wolves of the Ice Spirit Clan relied on their agility to wreak havoc on the Fire Clan's land with a slightly blocking resistance. The flocks of spirit birds in the sky were like dark clouds covering the sky, and hundreds of arrows were shot down, and no witch clan dared to gather together. It's all scattered and stubborn resistance.

The Shugong, who was sitting in the back, said, "Something is wrong, there must be an ambush!" and pointed to the walled city floating in the air. "Take my orders and retreat immediately!"

"Wait. Shu Shui immediately raised his hand to stop it, and looked at Shu Gong: "Father, what are you afraid of." Our people are good at water, no matter what he calculates. As long as it hits the top of the Tianchi, how much wind and waves can it turn over!"

Shugong's expression was solemn, and without the slightest hesitation, he said decisively: "Retreat immediately!"

The "Buzz ......" horn sounded, and the raging witch slammed and immediately turned back.

......Suddenly, the lake churned, cracked, and burst open, gushing out fiery red magma. Nearly a thousand sorcerers riding giant wolves came to wail, but they were completely devoured before they could utter their wails! Only the spirit beasts flying in the sky escaped by chance.

Shushui's face turned pale, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back! "It turns out that this is a trap! No wonder he has never met strong resistance. They want to wait for our main force to fall into the Tianchi before launching ......"

A figure flew out of the bunker, it was Yan Bo: "Shugong, you are so bold. How dare you come to attack me from the Fire Clan!"

Shu Shui's face was expressionless: "Don't talk nonsense, Yanbo." Today is either you dead or I die. ā€

Yan Bo smiled cruelly: "Very good." With a wave of his hand, the sea of fire that had been calm for a moment rolled again. Thousands of humanoid monsters jumped out and rushed towards the formation of the Ice Spirit Clan.

There is no flesh and skin, and the magma is covered in the skeleton. The limbs are as swift as beasts, like vicious dogs from purgatory.

"Boom, boom, boom......" Dense long-range strikes like rain still can't deter these monsters without fear. When the hand-to-hand combat came, a hideous flaming claw finally emerged. And the most terrifying thing is that these monsters, after death, will explode themselves, like a huge fireball bursting. For low-level shamans, this is tantamount to a fatal blow!

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Qin Feng was ten miles away, watching the entire battlefield like a bystander. "This witchcraft is not inferior to Taoism. Soul art, communication of the five elements is even stronger than Dao art. "The normal battle has entered the white-hot stage, and the Ice Spirit Clan is slightly at a disadvantage.

Naturally, the Ice Spirit Clan would not let Qin Feng be a bystander here. "Qin Feng, what are you waiting for!" Shu Shui had already transmitted the news, very anxious.

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows: "Long Ji, go do something." After a pause, he said: "You must come back alive, don't gnaw hard bones." ā€

Long and clenched his fists, his heart warmed slightly, it seemed that he still had some weight in Shizun's heart. He ordered, "Yes!" and rushed to the battlefield with more than 100 monks.

Fan Yin hesitated slightly, and also let a thousand snake servants join the battlefield.

Suddenly, a new force joined, and the Ice Spirit Clan finally reversed the disadvantage, but it was just a flat situation. The battlefield of all kinds of witchcraft and Taoism, which is dozens of miles in radius, is like a meat grinder, ruthlessly harvesting life. These spells aside, it's as indistinguishable as a mortal battle. The life of the monk is so vulnerable!

Long and leading the scattered cultivation, but very clever. Hardly confronting the Fire Clan, only exterminating the sorcerers who had escaped the protection of the formation, and the molten undead who had no sense, on the edge. For a time, no one was killed.

However, the serpent servant was not so smart. Fan Yin looked at it, the corners of his mouth never stopped twitching, and his face was distressed. The demon beast that has not opened its wisdom acts entirely on instinct, has no sense, does not know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and rashly charges towards the most dangerous war zone, and naturally receives the most fierce bombardment. In a matter of moments, at least three hundred snake servants had died.

It wasn't much better off than the Fire Clan, and dozens of witches died. In the end, it is still worthy of the body of a demon beast, and the melee ability of the snake servants is so strong that the witch clan, who has always been proud of their alchemy skills, also rushed to fear, and a few snake servants rushed into the formation of the fire clan, easily splitting the formation composed of dozens of people.

Except for the powerful shamans, no shamans dare to confront them head-on. However, there are a lot of spirit beasts domesticated by the Wu clan, especially a strange bird that resembles an eagle, but it is very restrained from snake servants. There is also the extremely unstable molten undead, which explodes like a fireball with every death, and kills a large number of snake servants.

Unlike the monks under Qin Feng, most of them were lured by profit. These snake servants are all their own blood. Although he just picked the least qualified of many children. But after all, blood is thicker than water, which made Fan Yin regret Fang a little, and some hesitated to recall the snake servants.

Just as Fan Yin hesitated. saw Qin Feng's brows frown slightly, and he received Shushui's request for help again. After thinking about it, he spoke again: "Fan Yin, send another three thousand snake servants to support." There is a gap in the north of the battlefield, and it needs to be ......" But Qin Feng underestimated the power of the battlefield, and at first thought that more than a hundred monks were the power that could affect the battle situation, but now it seems that it is not considered. However, Fan Yin came with eight thousand snake servants this time, which can solve this problem.

Before he finished speaking, Fan Yin shook his head decisively: "I refuse." I can't tolerate a senseless death like this, even if you're a lifesaver for me!"

"Oh?" Fan Yin's refusal surprised Qin Feng a little, but it was expected. There is no refutation, because to no avail. It's understandable, but you have to come up with a way to solve it.

Looking at the battle situation in the north from afar, he saw that the Ice Spirit Clan was already on the verge of being defeated. Fifty sorcerers formed a formation and stabbed straight into the sharp knife, if they were allowed to break through, it was possible to destroy the nodes of the formation, so as to escape or call for reinforcements, and suddenly it would naturally fall short. Either way, this is unacceptable.

Without forcibness, blindly being strong will not bring any benefits, but will only create gaps between them. Qin Feng's expression froze, and he was about to open his mouth to play in person. There is Fan Yin, a demon beast, a nightmare who is good at group attacks, and an unfathomable Danhua. It's just that it's not a problem to resist fifty sorcerers. If you really can't do it, you can also call the loose cultivators led by Long He to come over.

Without waiting for Qin Feng to speak, Zhu Teng, who had been standing respectfully behind Qin Feng, suddenly spoke: "Lord Fan Yin." Maybe I'm not qualified to talk to you, but I'd like to ask. How long are you going to shelter your children?"

"Oh, do you want to teach me a lesson too, a little spider!" Fan Yin's huge head poked out, but it was bigger than Zhu Teng's body. Nobuko swallowed, her sharp fangs that seemed to swallow it at any moment.

The smelly heat came to his face, Zhu Teng was not afraid, even his brows did not furrow, and said slowly: "Our spider-man clan has been living under an island. There was a scarcity of materials, but there were no natural enemies, and at its peak it even had a population of 10,000, but it could only be like this. Living a dark life, let alone the fruits of the Dao. In the end, thanks to the blessing of our Lord, our people were finally able to come out of the ground. Fierce spirit beasts are all over the island, killing a large number of spider-men every day. In the end, there were only a few of us left. ā€

This remark aroused Zhu Teng's curiosity: "What do you want to say......"

"We have never regretted it. Zhu Teng looked back at the more than 100 spider people behind him, but he had a tenacious expression: "Although the price is too heavy." We still survived, weak as we did, from Gu worms to Gu kings. With all due respect, Lord Fan Yin, under your protection your children will never be able to grow up, and you want them to live their lives on instinct like beasts. Or do you want to go against the tide and win the transformation?"

There was silence for a while, and even Qin Feng fell into deep thought. "Is this the way? Do your best and obey the destiny of heaven. ā€