Yang Qing pulled the robe behind the back of the young man and ran towards the hillside with a hideous face, the violence and killing intent in his heart could not be vented at this time, Qingming's reason told him that it was the most important thing to save his life at this time, and it was not too late for the others to come back to seek revenge after their own strength was strong.

The young man was slightly shorter than Yang Qing, he was very uncomfortable being pulled into his robe, his speech was not clear, and his memory was not good, it didn't mean that he was really stupid, he naturally knew that he couldn't take care of these at this time, and if he didn't escape, he would die, and use all his strength to keep up with Yang Qing's pace!

The old man in the ink robe laughed strangely, and he was extremely angry, and the ten Purple Mansion Realm cultivators such as 'Elder Xie' were all trembling when they saw the leader come out, and they pursued with all their might.

The tribal leader harnessed the golden light and looked furious.

After him, another earthy yellow light rose from the ground, and seeing its speed, it was a monk in the early stage of the Spiritual Meditation, and it was seen that its figure was that of a man, and that it was a woman's dress.

In this way, the core monks in the tribe, except for a few people who went out, have all gathered to intercept and kill Yang Qing!

However, just after the monks in the early stage of the Earth Spirit Root Meditation came out of the mist-shrouded area, the sound of killing suddenly erupted around the tribe, and there were hundreds of voices listening to them, and their voices were all excited and ferocious.

It's like a mountain bandit coming down the mountain, burning and looting everywhere!

With the sound of shouting and killing, monks poured out from all over the hillside that surrounded the valley, and hundreds of people were very few from this vast hillside, but they could surround the valley not far away!

The place with the largest number of people is the hillside where the old man in the ink robe is located!

With such a sudden change, the faces of the monks present all changed greatly, and Yang Qing also hurriedly reined in his speed and stopped!

He was still more than 200 zhang away from the hillside, and there were more than 20 men, women, and young monks on the hillside in front of him, with varying strengths!

"Slaughter them for Ben Chief!"

There were more than thirty monks who appeared on the hillside where the old man in the ink robe was, led by a man with a cold appearance, the magic weapon in his hand was a hook-shaped narrow knife, and he pointed at the old man in the ink robe and the ten Purple Mansion Realm monks such as 'Elder Xie', and said fiercely.

"Kill!"

As soon as the cold man's voice fell, more than 30 people attacked one after another, and the 'sneer' sound of Zhenyuan flowing, when the listener was upset, he felt a deep oppression in his heart!

These people, knowing that the black and cyan mist that enveloped the ink-robed old man could not be touched, all withdrew their divine consciousness when the magic weapon was approaching.

The figures rushed forward, and their own skilled spells were sacrificed one after another after the magic weapons!

"Quack!"

The old man in the ink robe laughed in horror and dodged with the black and cyan mist!

Retreat backwards to distance yourself!

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh"

Dozens of magic weapons broke through the air, densely covering the black and cyan mist, and even collided in one place when they attacked each other.

The old man in the ink robe was going to intercept Yang Qing on the hillside, which caused the cold man and other monks to almost appear beside him, and they couldn't hide far!

"Click, click, click!"

The chaotic attack dispersed the black and cyan mist, revealing the shriveled and broken body of the old man in the ink robe, all his strength was above the poison ivy, and the poison ivy was not withdrawn, allowing him to die such a tragic death!

"Whoa, whoa!"

"Haha!"

With a wave of his hand, the cold man put away the items of the ink robe, leaving only a pile of poisonous wood chips, and more than thirty monks each retrieved their magic weapons, laughing heartily, and the trouble of their henchmen was so easily solved.

In the midst of laughter, more than a dozen spells wiped away the black and cyan mist!

"Surrender this leader, don't kill!"

The cold man glanced at Yang Qing, who was slowly retreating, and shouted coldly.

"However, to prove your loyalty, you must first slaughter a few recalcitrants!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The rest of the monks drank violently, and the fierce and cowardly ones would simply disarm and surrender!

In the open space in the middle of the tribe, there were sixty or seventy monks, and some of them were excited!

Raids between tribes often occur, with one tribe disappearing and soon another being established. And the cultivation resources of the dead monks will become the things of others, which is also the reason why some monks are tempted.

Perhaps, after fighting with the invaders, the cultivation resources that can be divided, but a monk in the early stage of Soul Determination has died on several sides, and the strength has become unequal.

What's more, the other party must have made sufficient preparations in advance when he came to exterminate the tribe, and it is very likely that a large number of people were arranged to mix in a year ago!

When he landed, the monks in the clearing rioted, fearing that the monks next to him or the monks of the other tribe, or changing their attention and taking refuge in each other, so as to suddenly kill the killer.

"Who dare!, this leader is the first to kill him!"

The golden light that was chasing Yang Qing suddenly stopped, revealing a young man of short stature and very handsome appearance, who was the leader of this tribe. Looking down at the clearing, he gritted his teeth.

Then, an earthy yellow light stopped beside him, revealing a female cultivator with a figure as strong as a man, and her appearance was very beautiful!

The monks in the clearing were at peace for a while.

'Elder Xie' more than ten Purple Mansion Realm cultivators, there was a distance from the hillside, and when the cold man appeared, he realized that things had changed greatly, and he stopped and retreated sharply, finally getting rid of the entanglement and retreating towards the open space in the tribe.

The cold man and the others had no intention of stopping it!

In the attack between the tribes, the invading party was first initiated by the core disciples of the tribe, and only after the vast majority of the monks agreed, did they have the strength to attack. The attacked side is likely to be in ruins.

This is because many monks will choose a side in their favor, which puts the attacked tribe in an absolute disadvantage.

"Whew!"

Yang Qing roared in his throat and nodded slightly.

He is not taking refuge in a cold man, he is forced by the situation, if he does not make a compromise, the next breath will be the target of everyone.

Moreover, he saw that the cold man was in the middle stage of the spirit, and there was no chance of winning with him.

The leader of such a small tribe will most likely be in the middle stage of the Spirit. The 'earth' in the early stage of Dingling is relatively easy to lay, and it is difficult for the 'earth' and the purple mansion in the middle stage of Dingling to become one, and the later stage of Dingling has strict requirements for the realm.

This makes the mid-stage of Spiritual Concentration the most profound cultivation among such a small tribe!

"I will take refuge in him, I will not arouse any suspicion, first stabilize and then talk about it, and then take advantage of the chaos to escape!"

Yang Qing thought in his heart, he was chased and killed so badly by the old man in the ink robe, and it was natural for him to take refuge. He secretly thought that this tribal exercise was a bit sudden, and it was very likely to be related to him, which also made it impossible to really take refuge in the cold man!

"You let him leave first, his strength is too weak!"

Beastly contact, Yang Qing said with a fist at the cold man.

Before the cold man could speak, the other monks objected, and among these people, there were more than ten of them who were also cultivators of the Innate Realm!

The corner of the cold man's mouth raised a sneer, he no longer looked at Yang Qing, and then said loudly, "The main purpose of this leader's trip is to purify the spirit stone, if you want to share the pure spirit stone, then take refuge in this leader!"

The cold man's words made the monks in the clearing in the middle of the tribe make a noise again.

The handsome young man's eyes narrowed, and he turned his head to stare fiercely at 'Elder Xie', as if he wanted to eat it alive!

The female cultivator in the pre-Soul Fixation stage, who was as strong as a man, also stared at her viciously.

"It's not ...... I said"

'Elder Xie' waved his hand again and again, all with a crying voice, and felt a great grievance in his heart!

"What!" Yang Qing lowered his eyes to hide the horror in his heart, but things still responded to his guess.

"Fire Butterfly...... Should I save you, or should I kill you?"

Thinking quickly in his heart, in order to ensure his safety, he must not let the fire butterfly shake him out, otherwise he is the spearhead, and now he can't be killed or saved!

This incident was caused by the resale of pure spirit stones by Fire Butterfly, although it was resold for more than a dozen pieces each time, it still aroused the covetousness of others, which was the reason why the five Purple Mansion Realm monks who had chased and killed Fire Butterfly and others rushed to the tribe. Investigating the matter of the pure spirit stone and preparing for the attack on the tribe, the cold man and a group of monks lurked and waited not far outside the tribe.

Before the five Purple Mansion Realm monks began to prepare, the old man in the ink robe and the others were chasing and killing Yang Qing, and there was a great chaos in the tribe, close to the edge of the tribe, and there was an opportunity to take advantage of it, and the five of them only needed to report back the location of the fight.

As soon as the cold man arrived, he could kill the old man in the ink robe. When removing a great threat, it's easier to turn other monks against you!

In this way, Yang Qing is in the center of this tribe's attack on the Xuanwo, and the fire butterfly will become the first person to be captured by the cold man, he does not dare to press everything on the fire butterfly and a few people, and now it is even more impossible for Yu Shanpo to escape.

Either kill all of them before the Fire Butterflies say anything, or rescue them and escape together.

After a little entanglement, he made a decision, looked at the handsome young man who was constantly scolding angrily above the clearing, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he thought, if you want to eradicate me, don't blame me for pouring dirty water on you!

"You dog thing, Ben Xiu accidentally knew that you had a pure spirit stone, so he wanted to kill me, how can it be reasonable!

Yang Qing suddenly drank violently, his voice was so loud that his own ears were buzzing, and the monks of the entire tribe had already heard it, and the anger, killing intent, and resentment contained in it could be felt by all cultivators.

After speaking, he transmitted the divine consciousness of the young man of Mune, took out the long stick and ran towards the open space in the tribe.

There was a look of doubt and fear on the face of the young man of Mu Ne, and he followed closely behind Yang Qing.

"Haha, there are indeed pure spirit stones in this tribe!"

Yang Qing's words made the cold man and other monks ecstatic, and many monks had already rushed behind Yang Qing to kill!

They didn't know what the conflict between Yang Qing and the black-robed old man and the others was, as soon as they heard this, they instantly became stunned, and said in their hearts, "The secret of the pure spirit stone has been discovered by you, and you haven't cut the grass and eradicated the roots, hehe, at this time, with the help of the uncle, you will have a chance to take revenge!"

"Ahh

The monks in the open space were all exclaiming, they also thought the same thing, if it was said that the conflict caused by the killing of Ka Zhencai, why didn't they arrest him when he returned after the killing, and why did the conflict start for no reason!

"What!"

Fire Butterfly's big eyes turned sharply, her eyebrows furrowed, she knew the reason for the conflict, and was guessing the reason why Yang Qing shouted this, "I understand!"

If you want to add another fire, you will dispel your thoughts to avoid overdoing it and igniting the fire again.

"Ahh

The handsome young man felt inexplicable, and then he was furious!

"Kill this leader, kill an enemy, and reward ten pure spirit stones!"

With a wave of the golden long sword in his hand, the sword light 'swished' and slashed towards Yang Qing who was rushing over!

"Kill!"

When he moved, the monks in the open space were in chaos!

Some want to run for their lives, while others rush to kill with the handsome young man!

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