As soon as he finished speaking, Xingyuan did not rush to react. He caught the long sword thrown by Daoyuan to him in a daze, and his soul was pulled back by a powerful force.

Sitting cross-legged in Xingyuan in the middle of the square, he took a breath, his eyelids trembled violently, as if he was about to open it, but he couldn't open it.

After struggling for a long time, Xingyuan's eyes suddenly opened, his mouth wide open at the same time, gasping for breath, his eyes were covered with blood, and his eyes were a little dissipated. It was a blessing that his soul was forced back and it was not cleared.

When watching the square, Xing Yuan woke up, it was naturally not the only one who woke up, but it was strange that some of the square did not enter the illusion. These people were naturally the juniors of the Demon Spirit Tribe, the Spirit Fox Clan and the Snow Wolf Clan.

Obviously, this is a conspiracy. Even if they want to kill Kun Wuzi head-on, even if they join forces with masters of various tribes, the chance of killing Kun Wuzi is not high. After all, the Yunling tribe is a medium-sized tribe, and there will be a head-on conflict. Even if the Spirit Demon tribe, the Spirit Fox tribe and the Blood Wolf tribe jointly attack the Yunling tribe, it may only be a loss-making loss for both parties and no one can get any benefits.

The Yunling tribe is far higher than other tribes in terms of its foundation and strength and resources. Zhendeng has been carefully prepared for 30 years and still cannot compete with the Yunling tribe, so he can only make this worst decision. However, the purpose is not important to Zhendeng, and revenge is the key.

"Kun Wuzi, look, is this scene so beautiful!" Zhen Teng said to Kun Wuzi. The Yunling tribe had already become a pot of porridge, but the Yunling tribe soon realized that there were reactionary reactions from the foreign tribe. All the people who practiced the Yunling tribe came out to resist. The tribe was full of blood, but only the Yunling tribe was killed. If other foreign tribes did not intervene, they would be fine.

"It's over. It seems that the Spirit Demon Tribe is going to compete with the Yunling Tribe for the leader of the hundred miles."

"Yes, look at the square, Kun Wuzi is already dying. Unexpectedly, the Spirit Demon Tribe took action while Kun Wuzi was at its weakest."

"Oh~ It seems that this period will be turbulent again. Judging from the current situation, the Yunling tribe is over, and no one can stop the danger of extermination."

When foreigners saw this scene, even if they had a good relationship with Yunling tribe, they would stand by and watch at this moment. The main reason was that not only the Lingde Tribe, a power comparable to a medium-sized tribe, including the Lingfox tribe and the Blood Wolf tribe, participated. Except for the three strongest tribes in the Yunling tribe, even if other tribes want to help Yunling tribe, they would just be blocking the chariot with a mantis arm, and had no use.

It seems that the initial quarrel between the Spirit Fox Clan and the Blood Wolf Clan was just to cover up the things that followed. If the performance was too harmonious, it would make the Yunling tribe suspicious, and these steps were carefully calculated.

Xingyuan came to his senses at this moment and rubbed his temples hard. The swelling and pain in his head was relieved. When he looked closely at everything that was happening around him, he exploded. His body sitting cross-legged jumped up immediately. Looking at his side, Ying'er had disappeared on the stretcher, leaving only the stretcher with blood. Xingyuan knew that Ying'er had really disappeared this time and might never see him again.

He looked at the stretcher in disappointment. He thought that Nizi was still jumping around her yesterday, thinking about her cute appearance of eating meat yesterday, which was always frozen in yesterday. From then on, there was no Ying'er around him. He glanced at him and saw a fire spirit crystal pendant he gave to Ying'er on the stretcher. Xingyuan lowered his body and picked it up.

Xingyuan just picked up the fire spirit crystal pendant and wiped the dirty matter on it. He gently put it in his arms and heard Huanglong's shouts coming from afar: "Xingyuan, Xingyuan, I've suffered..."

Huang Long ran over quickly, his face full of blood, his hand was holding a big axe, with blood dripping on it, and his eyes were covered with blood.

"What's going on Huanglong? What happened?" Xingyuan asked hurriedly. He knew something must have happened to the tribe, but he had not had time to figure out the situation.

"The Spirit Demon Tribe led the Spirit Fox Clan and the Blood Wolf Clan to attack our Yunling Tribe. Now it has been lost. Many tribe members have been killed. Even Qiu Gu... has been..." Huang Long said, saying Qiu Gu slowly lowered her head, her eyes full of tears.

"What?! What's wrong with Qiu Gu?" Xing Yuan was shocked when he heard this and asked in disbelief.

"Qiu Gu was killed by the people from the Spirit Demon Tribe. Xingyuan and the clan leader were also captured by the leader of the Spirit Demon Tribe. You should go and take a look." Huang Long said hurriedly, his expression extremely nervous.

After hearing this, Xingyuan picked up the blue-toothed knife in his hand and rushed out. He had no time to be sad for Qiu Gu and didn't have time to think about anything. At this moment, Xingyuan was like a bolt from the blue. What happened in front of him made him go crazy and ran forward desperately.

Xingyuan's heart began to be beating faster and faster. Only the sound of his breathing could be heard in the world. I wonder if it was because he was worried about something that happened to Kun Wuzi, or because he was too sad, his heart beat faster than usual. Even if he was tired, it was not so fast. Until Xingyuan felt that his breathing began to be difficult.

"Grandpa, don't have anything to do." Xingyuan ran desperately, and his heart beat faster and he ignored it, until he saw Kun Wuzi pinching Zhen Teng's hand.

Xingyuan shouted loudly, raised the blue-toothed knife and rushed towards Zhenteng, shouting: "Let go of my grandpa!"

Zhen Teng was also shocked. He looked back at Xingyuan, smiled unsteadily, and said to Kun Wuzi: "I have heard of this child. You have taught me carefully that you have not yet started. I have to say that your vision is getting worse and worse."

"Kill him!" Zhen Teng said coldly to the guard with his figure. The guard nodded, and a spear appeared in his hand. He walked towards Xingyuan, and stabbed him with a swing of the spear.

"Don't come over Yuan'er!" Kun Wuzi's weak body roared at Xingyuan, and his body broke free from the vine with force. The hundred demon staff in his hand threw it at the guards rushing towards Xingyuan. However, before Kun Wuzi could throw it out, he heard a cold voice in his ear.

"court death!!"

The sound of the knife entering the flesh was squeaking. Kun Wu looked down and a long knife inserted into his body. The silver knife turned red at this moment, and the hot blood dripped along the tip of the knife.

"Grandpa!!" Xing Yuan saw this scene and went crazy, his body speed increased, but soon, his body could not move, and the guards were the same.

This was Kun Wuzi's last power. He spit out a mouthful of blood and said to Zhen Teng, who held a long knife behind him and stabbed him in his body: "Brother, since the revenge has been avenged, let my grandson go, I beg you..."

"Grandpa, don't, grandpa." Xingyuan couldn't move no matter how hard he struggled. He could only watch Kun Wuzi being killed from a distance but was powerless.

Xingyuan's heartbeats faster and faster, and his ears roared.

At the same time, the stone tablet under the giant tree in the back mountain trembled violently, and then the soil was pulled out. The stone tablet was ancient and said to be a stone tablet, which looked more like a huge scabbard.

"Swhoo~"

The stone tablet flew up directly, making a harsh sound of breaking the wind, and flew towards the center of the square. Its direction was exactly where the Star Abyss was!

The stone tablet was in the air, and the stones fell off quickly. Runes emitted a ray of light on the stone tablet, like a heartbeat, flashing.

The stones completely fell off, and the sound of breaking the wind attracted many people's attention. Looking up at the sky, it was like a meteor flashing by.

The stones faded away and were wrapped in white light. A long knife was in the white light. The blade was covered with white light, and the true body could not be seen clearly.

The sound of the wind was getting louder and louder, but Xingyuan couldn't hear it. He roared, tears mixed with sweat kept flowing down. After Kun Wuzi said that, he opened his mouth to Xingyuan and didn't know what to say. His pupils dilated, his eyes were dissipated, and his body slowly collapsed.

Kun Wuzi is dead!

At this moment, a long sword in the air, like a meteor, flew towards Xingyuan. Xingyuan didn't pay attention. The next moment, the white light directly penetrated Xingyuan. The severe pain in his lower abdomen woke up Xingyuan. At this moment, he lowered his head and saw that his lower abdomen was pierced by a long knife.

Could it be that he was also killed? The severe pain spread throughout his body until it turned dark in front of him...

Yunling tribe was destroyed, Kun Wuzi died, and drizzled in the sky...

Zhen Teng looked at Xing Yuan but showed a hint of fear, and shouted terrible...

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The trees are towering, the mountains are undulating, the waterfall is rumbling like thunder, and a young man lies beside the waterfall. The young man's eyes are beautiful, and his eyes are suddenly opened, bloodshot, and he sits up: "Grandpa, don't die~"

The young man looks a bit like Xingyuan, but a little different, but he is indeed Xingyuan!
Chapter completed!