"Fang Baiqing, lead the army to surrender immediately and contribute the mineral veins and all the assets of your Weishan Tribe. Maybe you can spare your life, otherwise you will kill your Weishan Tribe without leaving any chickens and dogs."
A man standing in front of the Iron Tower Tribe warrior, who was like an Iron Tower, pointed at Fang Baiqing from afar and shouted loudly, saying that the Shrines had been around for miles.
He is Yue Juntang, the leader of the Iron Tower Tribe, and he is also Fang Baiqing's mortal enemy.
Fang Baiqing snorted, without saying anything, but a trace of cruelty flashed in her beautiful eyes.
"Why did Chief Yue say so cruelly? If Chief Fang says it is also a tribal flower within a radius of thousands of miles. It's not good to bully a girl like this."
Next to Yue Juntang, a young and handsome man who looked like a shaking fan in his hand, looked mostly scholars, but was wearing animal skins. He smiled and his voice was quite gentle.
Originally, he dressed up like a sissy and spoke like a sissy, and he would be mocked, but Yue Juntang didn't even say anything, and he looked at him with a little fear.
Although the two of them were jointly attacking the Weishan tribe, their tone and movements were not harmonious, as if this young and handsome man was dominant.
"Little Beauty Fang Baiqing, my Jun Qiandu still said the same thing. As long as you take the tribe to submit to me, I guarantee your safety, and your tribe will continue to be managed by you. Even if you have any requirements, you can also raise it.
As long as I am in a good mood, it’s not impossible for you to do it.”
Jun Qiandu smiled and said clearly, and Yue Juntang, who was standing beside him, looked ugly.
"If you want to fight, fight. If you don't fight me, it's nothing to do with you, but it's impossible to be your forbidden body." Fang Baiqing said lightly, not feeling embarrassed to say this.
"Oh, you're so gentle to sweep the floor, so gentle to sweep the floor." Jun Qiandu covered his face with a shaking fan, "Fang Baiqing, how can you say you are the woman I like? How can you say such shameless words? It's too affecting your perfection in my mind.
The image is now.”
Everyone in the Weishan tribe's faces became strange, and they all thought that the leader of the Yanhuo tribe was really a strange flower. Just like this grandma, how could he become the leader of the tribe?
"Young Master, don't be deceived by Fang Baiqing's appearance. She is just a beautiful snake. Even if you take her down, you may not be sure when she will bite you back. I will fight with her.
After so many years, I know her ruthlessness very well."
Yue Juntang said with an ugly face. Although half of his words were admonishments, he was more worried that Jun Qiandu would really accept Fang Baiqing, which would be detrimental to him.
However, Jun Qiandu is a man of great origin, and he can never afford to offend him.
"You don't understand, I like this kind of hot girl. The more she resists, the more she will be able to conquer. If she just obeys, I might not like it and give it to my subordinates directly." Jun Qiandu hehe hey
A smile.
It was not until he said this that a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, which was obviously not as strange and lustful as it seemed.
Yue Juntang smiled awkwardly. This Jun Master Jun was moody and had a strange surname. He really couldn't touch the other person's temper.
Jun Qiandu looked at him: "For the sake of your respectful service these days, after taking down the Weishan tribe, I will take away the little girl, but I will give her mining assets and personnel to you.
Yes, it’s your hard work, and I don’t take this little thing seriously.”
Yue Juntang was overjoyed. If it weren't for the crowd, he almost knelt down: "Thank you, Mr. Jun, it would be a blessing for being appreciated by Mr. Jun."
Jun Qiandu waved his hand and stared at Fang Baiqing on the top of the mountain and said, "Snap time to attack. My little beauty is not in a hurry. You can kill everyone else, and I can also give it to your command, but she is definitely
It can't hurt at all."
"Yes, Mr. Jun, please rest assured." Yue Juntang said.
He turned around and shouted loudly: "Beat the drum, attack with all your might, take down the Weishan tribe in one go, and those who bravely kill the enemy will be rewarded with a heavy reward. Kill one person and reward five spirit stones, kill ten people and reward fifty spirit stones, kill hundreds of people and reward five hundred spirits
The captain's level is superimposed on this basis and the warriors of the Iron Tower Tribe, show your passion and courage and fight with me."
With the inspiring war drums, Yue Juntang's words were like a bucket of gasoline poured on the fire, which immediately ignited the emotions of the warriors of the Tower Tribe.
"Roll, kill..." The monks all had red eyes. Under the stimulation of the heavy reward of the spirit stone, they rushed towards the top of the Weishan Tribe like wild beasts with chicken blood.
Yue Juntang and the two deputy leaders behind him set up escape lights and flew straight up to the top of the mountain. As the tribe's highest combat power, they must destroy the enemy's strongest protective combat power as soon as possible to reduce casualties of tribe warriors.
"Sanbao, take people to rush with the Iron Tower Tribe. Your mission is to capture Fang Baiqing with Yue Juntang. You can't let her run away. I will take action personally if necessary."
The playboy expression on Jun Qiandu's face swept away, and he showed a slight cold look, and said to the man who looked like a guard behind him.
"San Gongzi, if this is the case, I can't protect you from safety?" The guard named Sanbao said hesitantly.
"What dangers can be here? How many soul realm leaders? It's extremely ridiculous. In addition to Fang Baiqing's cultivation level being barely OK, do you think someone will threaten me? Why don't you go quickly?" Jun Qiandu smiled coldly.
"Yes, the third young master." Sanbao did not dare to neglect, responded, and loudly called on the monks of the Yanhuo Tribe to follow quickly and rushed forward together.
"Little beauty, I want to see your tribe being wiped out with my own eyes little by little, and watch your face gradually show a stunning look, and then be conquered by me after the unwilling struggle in the end, my wife I, Jun Qiandu, liked,
Can anyone escape from their palms?”
Jun Qiandu's face showed a very good look again, and he looked authentic.
"Everyone is ready to fight and launches formations to intercept." Fang Baiqing saw the opponent rushing up and ordered people to beat the drum and shout loudly.
Then she looked at the three lights that quickly arrived at the foot of the mountain, and a trace of haze flashed in her eyes: "Old Xu, Lao Chang, go, the old opponent is here, it's time for us to play."
The two deputy leaders responded in unison, and then three rays of light rose from the ground and rushed straight into the sky.
As soon as the two sides met, they immediately took all their strength. Unparalleled power and light instantly filled the sky, as if thunder sounded one after another, and the sky was trembling violently.
On the top of the mountain, the sound of fighting like a tide came. The soldiers of the two tribes were very fast and had already rushed to the mountain gate. They immediately had a close contact with the guarding formation.
As the buzzing forbidden sound was activated, the formation light flashed instantly, and one terrifying light after another shot out of the formation, forming a large area of lethal attacks, falling into the group of monks with secret books.
Suddenly, screams resounded throughout the four fields, and monks from the Yanhuo Tribe and the Iron Tower Tribe were constantly hit by the ban. Amid the brutal explosion, they either split into pieces or had broken limbs and broken bodies, turning into bloody storms and leaving behind on the ground.
Shocking traces.
However, the two major tribes were not without preparation. The spiritual artistic cultivators of the Iron Tower Tribe held low-grade spiritual treasures in their hands and cooperated with spiritual attacks to attack the Weishan Tribe's mountain guard formation.
Both sides have attacked each other many times and are well aware of the other's mountain guard formation. Although the large formation has strong attack power, its defense is very weak. You only need to pay a certain price to break through the formation.
Only by breaking through the formation can they connect with the Weishan Tribe in close combat and exert their number advantage to the fullest. Otherwise, before this, the attackers of the mountain were all living targets for the formation attack.
Since spiritual skills of cultivators in the spiritual realm are not very threatening, the captain of the spiritual realm has become the main force in the attack.
A series of water-like light waves bloomed on the formation, turning into deafening explosions that resounded throughout the sky.
Under the powerful attack of many spiritual artistic captains of the two major tribes, soon, an important guardian land of the guarding mountain formation was severely damaged, and the light of the restriction suddenly became fierce and dazzling, as if it was about to explode.
The monks of Weishan tribe who were guarding the back were panicked and immediately evacuated quickly.
"Run..."
Seeing this scene, the soldiers of the Iron Tower Tribe and the Fire Tribe were extremely excited, and as if they were greatly encouraged, they rushed forward with a scream.
As long as there is a gap in the formation, they can drive in and fight head-on with the Weishan Tribe. There are few people on the other side and it is impossible to stop it.
It is like a flood gate reopened. As long as a crack appears, it will be not far from the overall collapse.
The light of the formation flashed for a moment and indeed exploded, but at the moment of explosion, it suddenly turned into a sea of fire with an area of 1,000 meters, and spewed out in an instant, bringing a large number of soldiers rushing upwards into it.
Screams, struggles, and crying instantly tore the front of the battlefield. Each soldier turned into a fireman. After struggling to death for a moment, he unwilling to pounce on the ground and turned into coke.
In an instant, the flames dissipated, and although a crack was torn open, a vacuum area appeared in front of the battlefield.
Thousands of monks in the two major tribes died in the sea of fire. In less than ten breaths, they lost one-tenth of their capacities, and they also included dozens of spiritual artistic cultivators.
A brief tranquility appeared on the battlefield.
Everyone's eyes were straightened, and they looked at the scene in shock, including Fang Baiqing and others who were fighting fiercely in the sky, as well as a large number of defending Weishan tribe warriors.
Such a terrifying formation attack is simply unheard of. That sea of fire is probably difficult for even the soul realm monks to resist.
Yue Juntang and the two deputy leaders had their muscles twitched on their faces, and they were staring blankly below. They had had many interactions with the Weishan tribe and knew very well about its mountain guard formation. They definitely did not have such power. What was this **
What's going on?
Boom... Suddenly, while everyone was in a daze, several other mountain guard formations burst out on their own, instantly turning into terrifying flames that swept across the mountains and fields. Countless monks from the two tribes had no time to react, so they were swallowed by the flames and were screaming and struggling.
It turns into coke one after another. (To be continued.)