"Very good, tell me, where is this place, how could you show up here."

The black flame phoenix was suspended in the air and did not dare to move at all. It is estimated that any creature would not have any extravagant hope of being captured by Sikong Haoxuan in this way. "This is a prison, the prison of the Immortal Phoenix. I was imprisoned here five thousand years ago."

"Prison?! Where is the immortal phoenix? Why have I never heard of it in the mainland?" Sikong Haoxuan was a little surprised by the prison, but he cared more about these phoenixes who had a deep understanding of the soul. If he had the opportunity, he must eliminate them all, as they pose too great a threat to themselves.

"I don't know, but I learned from the soul of an intruder many years ago that it seems that many races are locked up in some exile."

Sikong Haoxuan is somewhat clear about why there are many legendary races in the mainland. "How much do you know about souls? Your Immortal Phoenix Clan has a deep study of souls?"

"No, among the immortal phoenixes, only we black flame phoenixes have a deep understanding of the soul. This is our innate ability."

"As far as you know, how many black flame phoenixes are there in the Immortal Phoenix Clan." Sikong Haoxuan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and continued to ask.

With a few words, the black purple fire on the black flame phoenix's body faded a lot. It seemed that Sikong Haoxuan inserted into the palm of his head and caused a lot of harm to him.

Hearing Sikong Haoxuan's question, a kind of sadness appeared in the eyes of the Black Flame Phoenix, "Our Black Flame Phoenix is ​​not tolerant of the Phoenix clan. It has always been the target of killing and destruction. They believe that our appearance will bring disaster to the race. Five thousand years ago, I was the only one of the Black Flame Phoenix surviving the Phoenix clan."

After Sikong Haoxuan learned about the matter, he smiled at the Black Flame Phoenix. Suddenly, his five fingers closed and his palms pulled out from the head of the Black Flame Phoenix. The soul of the Black Flame Phoenix kept struggling in Sikong Haoxuan's hands. Its body disappeared into the air while losing its soul.

"A special soul will be wasted if you don't use it for a while. Hahaha..." After the laughing Sikong Haoxuan extracted the memory in his soul, he stored the lost soul in the green soul bell.

"The ninth level of soul, the soul is really deep." Sikong Haoxuan, who had browsed the memory of the Black Flame Phoenix, sighed.

Sikong Haoxuan sank into his soul in place. He comprehends the memories of the black flame phoenix, which are undoubtedly very precious to him.

There are very few creatures in this world who have a deep understanding of the soul. The sudden appearance of the black flame phoenix is ​​equivalent to giving Sikong Haoxuan a key to break through the bottleneck.

As Sikong Haoxuan's understanding in his soul deepened, the solidified false image formed by the soul due to the tiny crystals in the true energy of the reincarnation began to slowly recover, and slowly formed a hazy state with the surface surrounding the crystals. At this point, Sikong Haoxuan's understanding of the soul has truly made a breakthrough. The souls that exist in the dark have also evolved from chaos to hazy.

Just as Sikong Haoxuan sank into his soul, the Chinese tribe in the Green Idiom Forest was surrounded by the imperial army, and the 60,000 troops formed a tight encirclement.

In the northern camp in the forest, Karnak looked at the direction of the Chinese tribe. His mind was spinning how he could reduce casualties.

Karnak's city guards were indeed scared by Sikong Haoxuan's killing. The more than 20,000 city guards were left with more than 10,000 people under the ancient witchcraft of Sikong Haoxuan. Such a large casualties made Karnak secretly feel heartbroken. After all, he spent a lot of effort on the city guards.

"Report, commander, General Schwinider's attack time has come, will we attack?"

"Order each battalion to shrink its formation and not attack for the time being."

The soldiers who reported to Karnak in the future were startled, "Commander. This, if you do not obey the order, you will be executed."

"Execute death? Let's talk about it when they can come out alive." After Karnak finished speaking, he patted the soldier who was also a branch of the Sikong family and asked, "Where is that person named Tianci?"

"He is already a Count of God. It seems that he is following General Schwinider, and he heard that His Majesty Valle is very appreciative of him."

"Hmph, appreciation? He also has to have the life to enjoy it. There are so many great nobles in the Guyue Territory. No major forces have found the traces of the Fourth Young Master. Just he can find them? I think he is looking for death. Only idiots dare to leak the traces of the battalion commander of the Death Camp."

The soldier also experienced Sikong Haoxuan's breakthrough in the imperial capital. He knew very well how terrifying the third young master, the most mysterious in the family, was. "Commander, what should we do?"

Karnak glared, "Didn't I just say it? Retract the formation, if someone rushed out of it, if you don't attack us, you'll pretend you didn't see it. I have a premonition that several troops in the land will be finished this time."

Among the Huaxia tribe, several leaders of the tribe, Canghai and Fanlun gathered in the tree cave where Binggu was located, and their expressions were very heavy.

Binggudi's tone was extremely solemn, "I just discovered that the Imperial Army has surrounded our tribe. Let's talk about how we should resist."

Canghai felt a little guilty on his face because he knew very well that the targets of these troops must be him and Sikong Haoxuan, "Father,..."

Binggu waved his hand and glanced at Canghai deeply, saying, "Now we don't have time to study why these troops are coming. We must act as soon as possible, otherwise..."

"Fan Lun, Hao Xuan explained when he left. If something happens, I hope you can take charge of the overall situation." Binggu turned his gaze to Fan Lun.

Fanlun smiled slightly, "Listen to the report of the tribe just now, only the northern army is shrinking and there is no attacking posture. Although I don't know why they are like this, this may be the only way to live, allowing the old and weak to escape from this way to live. Others stay to resist these troops."

Fanlun turned his gaze to Canghai and said, "Canghai, go to the berserkers' base immediately, let them break through the encirclement in the south, and help us fight together."

After leaving the sea, Binggu was a little worried, "Fanlun, there may be many troops around us. Can we resist? Should we all withdraw from the path you mentioned?"

Fanlun sighed slightly, "The imperial army was discovered in all directions, which means that we were surrounded by them very tightly, and without more than 50,000 troops, such a tight encirclement could not be formed. If so many armies are all escaped, they will be wiped out one by one. Someone must stay to resist and buy time for the fleeing tribe members."

Fanlun looked at the Great Witch Platform outside the tree cave and murmured: "I hope Sikong Haoxuan can rush back in time. Otherwise, although he has a seemingly safe way of life, he will not be able to escape the fate of destruction. There are too few available soldiers in the clan."

Binggu looked at the tribesmen in the tree cave and secretly regretted it. He had never wanted to bring the tribe into the battle, so the tribe had no formal combat power except the mercenaries who made money from other expenses. He never thought that one day the tribe would fall into this kind of situation where he had to fight.

Under Binggu's insistence, Bing Ning led the old and weak children in the tribe with tears in her face, leaving the tribe and heading north.

Binggu, with white hair, looked at his daughter in the distance, and knew in his heart that this might be the last time he had seen her.

Until his daughter disappeared into the forest in the distance, Binggu, which seemed even older, began to command the remaining nearly 20,000 young and strong men, cut down the trees one by one, and built simple fortifications. Fanlun organized the young and strong men into teams and told them the direction and method of defense.

After everything was arranged, Fanlun looked at the tribe members holding simple weapons, and then looked at Tenglong on the Great Witch Platform, and sighed in his heart, "How long can such simple fortifications and a group of young people who have not been specially trained to withstand?"

Soon after, dense and heavy footsteps came around the fortifications, and the Imperial army began to surround and attack. This heavy footsteps mean that the Imperial army wanted to use heavy infantry to quickly tear the defenses of the Chinese tribe apart.

The heavy infantry, tightly wrapped in armor, soon appeared from the forest and rushed towards the simple fortifications of the Chinese clan. With the sound of "thump", the heavy infantry fell into the traps covered with sharp weapons in the forest, and their screams kicked off the prelude to the forest war.

Although the Chinese people were not good at fighting at this time, the traps they set up for hunting for many years were not easily seen by ordinary soldiers.

The losses of several teams of heavy infantry could not stop the attack of the imperial army. Countless imperial soldiers rushed out of the forest, avoided most of the exposed traps, and fought with the Chinese people on the simple fortifications.

The heavy infantry of the empire didn't care at all. The simple weapons in the hands of the Chinese people and the heavy armor on their bodies gave them perfect protection, allowing them to massacre like murderous machines.

Binggu saw the fallen tribe members, his eyes were about to break, his gray hair was automatically blown away, and his body jumped, and his palms containing powerful internal forces were printed on the armor of heavy infantry. The soldiers protected by the thick armor were shattered by Binggu's powerful internal forces on the spot.

The use of internal force without any skill also consumed Binggu's internal force very quickly. Although he almost killed the heavy infantry, the sudden exhaustion of internal force caused him to be pierced by several spears.

The fall of the patriarch aroused the blood of the Chinese people. They forgot the gap and forgot that they did not have martial arts, and they wanted to protect their tribe.

When this belief permeated the entire battlefield, the Huang Jing Tenglong on the Great Witch Platform suddenly emitted a golden light, and circles of golden light spread across the entire battlefield like ripples. With the blessing of this golden light, all the Chinese people suddenly felt that their strength suddenly increased, their bodies became more agile, and their eyes became extremely sharp.

The blessing of the dragon totem made the faith in these tribesmen more firm. The firm belief made the guardian power of the Great Wutai stronger and stronger. Under the protection of the Great Wutai, the Chinese people resisted the crazy attack of the imperial army...
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