Roaring and swirling, the fist of the blood witch and Qin Tianyao's fist bombarded together, at this moment, the void shook, and a powerful wave spread in all directions, making the blood-colored light mask around the Denaiman tribe all shaky, and it seemed that it could break at any time.

"Qin Lei, Qin Wu, Qin Na, Qin Chuan, Qin Yu, pass on the order of the palace, attack!" Qin Tianyao stepped back, and did not stop until thirty zhang later, his eyes were cold, and he ordered again, even if there was a blood witch in front of him to block it, it was impossible to resist his attack.

"No!" four imposing men stood up, all of them were cultivators of the Thunder Infant Stage, and they were several leaders of this army. As Qin Tianyao's words fell, the army marched again and rushed towards the Naiman tribe.

"Boom!" The earth shook, and tens of thousands of troops marched together, and the formation was fierce, as if a great mountain was pressing, making the Naiban tribe tremble under this great mountain.

"Roar!"

The blood witch roared wildly, his body of dozens of zhang stepped forward, and his big feet stepped forward, he actually wanted to defeat this group of troops, but Qin Tianyao would not give the blood witch a chance, he summoned the colorful peacock, stood on the colorful peacock, and went towards the blood witch.

"Your opponent is Bengong, not them!" Qin Tianyao swung his long sword, and the sword soared into the sky, slashing at the blood witch's feet, and under this sword, the blood witch's huge feet were directly shattered like tofu.

However, the Blood Witch was not so easy to deal with, and a patch of blood quickly surged towards the place where his feet were, and in a short time, the lost feet reappeared at the Blood Witch's feet.

The Blood Witch was furious, and roared into the air, his eyes were thick with blood, as if he was going to send Qin Tianyao to hell.

Qin Tianyao smiled coldly, the Blood Witch is indeed powerful, even comparable to the powerhouses of the Immortal Thunder Stage, but the Blood Witch also has a great flaw, that is, it has no spiritual intelligence, so as long as the Blood Witch is provoked, then everything will be controlled in his hands.

"Come with this palace!" Above the colorful peacock, a sneer appeared at the corner of Qin Tianyao's mouth, and a hissing sound of the colorful peacock sounded, carrying Qin Tianyao into the sky, and immediately after, the blood witch was the same, a blood-colored streamer crossed the sky, and quickly disappeared.

"Kill!" shouted and killed the sky, tens of thousands of troops pressed down, outside the barbarian tribe, the black oppression, like a black tide of Lang, endless, seems to have no end.

At this moment, the Naiban tribe is like a small boat drifting on the sea, and with the sound of Lang waves, this small boat may capsize at any time, and everyone on this small boat will die.

"Battle Formation!"

A loud roar filled the void, and tens of thousands of troops stopped only a few hundred feet away from the blood-colored light mask, and then these tens of thousands of troops quickly changed formations, and soon formed a strange formation on this clearing.

That formation was like a dragon, although it did not move, but it had an extremely strong momentum emanating out, as if the tens of thousands of people in front of him had turned into a whole, which was much better than what a strong person in the Immortal Thunder Stage exuded.

"Not good!" A woman in a purple dress suddenly stood on the wall of the Naiban tribe, she was about twenty years old, her face was extremely beautiful, and her eyes were black and white, like pearls.

But at this moment, this woman's eyes were firmly fixed on the Great Zhou army outside the city, and a trace of anxiety appeared in her eyes, she sensed a trace of danger, if these tens of thousands of people really formed a large array and rushed over, this blood-colored light mask of the barbarian tribe could not resist anything.

"Goddess, is it possible to say that even with the Blood Witch, you can't resist the army of the Great Zhou?" beside the woman, an old man in barbarian clothes asked a little nervously, his face was old, and his face was wrinkled, like the driest land.

The thick death qi gathered in his body, and it couldn't be discharged at all, in other words, even if the old man in front of him didn't die in this battle, his longevity was not much.

If Lei Yu is here, he will definitely find that this old man is very familiar, because this old man is the Chabu that Lei Yu once saw, that is, Amiya's Uncle Chabu, and the woman in purple is none other than Amiya.

I haven't seen her for a hundred years, Amiya is no longer the little girl she was before, but has become a goddess, and her cultivation has also reached the thunder infancy stage, and her cultivation speed is not fast.

"Uncle Chabu, no, although this blood-colored light mask is powerful, it lacks the Blood Witch Lord to guard here, with our current ability, it can't last long at all, once the great array of the Great Zhou army is condensed, then we will be in danger. ”

The look of anxiety on Amiya's face became more and more, but she didn't have much to do, the thirteen high priests of the entire Naiban tribe were all gone, only they were left to resist, and the gap between the two sides was too big, like one in the sky and the other on the ground.

If it weren't for the summoning of the Blood Witch, they wouldn't have been able to resist even the first attack, and they wouldn't have survived until now.

"Goddess, Chabu has a suggestion that may be able to solve this crisis!" a smile appeared on Chabu's face, and a trace of pity appeared on his old face.

Hearing this, Amiya's face changed instantly, and there were only more than 10,000 cultivators in the entire Naiban tribe, including more than twenty Thunder Infant Stage cultivators, hundreds of Thunder Dan Stage cultivators, and the rest were all Thunder Gang Stage and Thunder Qi Stage cultivators.

Although these more than 10,000 cultivators sound like a lot, they are worlds apart from the Great Zhou. This time, in order to be able to conquer the barbarians, Da Zhou not only dispatched tens of thousands of troops, but even sent more than a dozen Immortal Thunder Period powerhouses, the purpose of which was to contain the thirteen high priests of the barbarians.

With such a weak formation against Da Zhou, even if Amiya had all kinds of clever plans in his heart, he couldn't give full play to his strength at all. And now, the gap actually said that there was a way to solve this game, which made Amiya's heart very unhappy.

"Uncle Chabu, hurry up, as long as you can resist Da Zhou's attack, you can do whatever you want Amiya to do. Amiya said firmly, although the barbarian tribe in front of her was not her tribe, but this was the holy land of the barbarians, and she would never allow anyone to touch this land.

"Amiya, you have grown up with Uncle Chabu, since you became a goddess, Uncle Chabu has never called your name, but now Uncle Chabu has made an exception, I just hope that Amiya will not blame Uncle Chabu!"

Chabu looked at Amiya in front of him lovingly, like a father looking at his children, and his eyes showed deep reluctance. Behind his back, a knife plunged deep into his body, where large expanses of blood spilled out and poured into the blood-colored light shield.

A trace of confusion flashed on Amiya's face, and she didn't understand what Chabu meant, but after seeing the blood floating from Chabu's back, even though she was stupid, she finally understood what was going on at this moment. "Uncle Chabu, don't leave Amiya, don't leave!" Amiya's voice carried a hint of crying, facing the attack of the Great Zhou army, they had no choice, if they wanted to hold on, they must strengthen the blood-colored mask.

And if you want to strengthen the blood-colored mask, what you need most is infinite blood, as long as there is continuous casting of blood, this blood-colored mask will inevitably become the hardest existence, protecting the barbarian tribe and even the entire barbarian tribe.

"Amiya, Uncle Chabu is no more, I don't have much longevity left, at best, I am a dying person, in this case, it is better for me to use my last life to do something for the barbarians. Amiya, you don't have to be sad, even if Uncle Chabu is dead, my soul will still be by your side, and I will never leave!"

Chabu's old hands caressed Amiya's face, the color in his eyes getting darker and darker, and the aura on his body became weaker and weaker.

"The barbarian sky has a spirit, I worship the barbarian sky with my body, and protect my barbarian race from being destroyed......"

A song of the dark song spread among the Naiban tribe, and the vicissitudes of this voice seemed to contain indescribable sadness, making the hearts of every barbarian as if they were pressing a big mountain, and they were a little out of breath.

Drops of blood rose from the Naiman tribe, and in the blink of an eye, the sky above the Naiban tribe was shrouded in a blood-colored color, like a blood-colored ocean, mighty, constantly pouring into the blood-colored light mask.

With the influx of this large area of blood, the blood-colored mask became more brilliant, and faces emerged, as many as 100,000 people, these faces were men and women, old and young, but they all had a common identity, they were all ordinary barbarians.

They have no cultivation, they are just ordinary people, but at this moment they are casting a fortress belonging to the barbarians with their own lives, guarding the entire barbarians, and even if they die, they are also the ghosts of the barbarians, and they will never allow the barbarians to fall in their hands.

This is the protection of their own lives, it is the death of the entire barbarian, they are not cultivators, but they can still protect the entire barbarian, so that the soul of the entire barbarian will never be extinguished, and after this death, the barbarian will be reborn and more powerful.

Chabu's body gradually became cold, the smile on his face also froze, Amiya gently put Chabu on the ground, now is not the time to be sad, the enemy has not retreated, she wants to cheer up, let the invading enemy taste the power of the barbarians.

Outside the Naiban tribe, the soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty rolled like a stream, and the black scale armor touched together, as if a war song was played. At this moment, the morale of all the Great Zhou soldiers was high, and the momentum of their whole bodies exuded, like a savage beast that was about to awaken.

"Fight!"

Tens of thousands of people roared, as if they were going to overturn the entire heaven and earth, they began to attack, and everyone raised their cultivation to the extreme at this time, and suddenly, tens of thousands of people waved the sharp sword in their hands at the same time, and at this moment, the entire void was filled with all kinds of sword rays, like meteors sliding across the sky, all rushing towards the blood-colored light mask.