"Why are you so panicked?" The Golden-Devouring Rat King looked round and majestic.
The rat guard hurriedly said, "The Huangsha tribe was invaded by the raccoon demon and has killed thousands of rat people. The tribe chief asks the king to send troops to support immediately!"
The Gold-Devouring Rat King was furious: "This damn raccoon cat, General Silver Diamond Wind!"
"exist!"
Yin Zaofeng immediately stepped forward and knelt down.
"You will immediately lead 10,000 elite troops to suppress!"
"yes!"
Silver Diamond stood up after hearing this.
Xiang Chen stepped forward and said, "Father, my child is willing to go and help the war."
"You, this--" The Golden-Devouring Rat King showed a hesitant look when he heard this. This only son is his heir to the throne and is also regarded by him as the hope for the rise of the Golden-Devouring Rat clan in the future.
The rat queen hurriedly said, "Don't go Chen'er, it's too dangerous to deal with the raccoon demon. The raccoon demon's strength and bloodline are born to suppress our rat clan."
Xiang Chen, a round face showed a confident smile: "The flowers grown in the greenhouse cannot withstand the wind and rain, and the prince cultivated in the greenhouse cannot become the future leader of my Gold-Eating Rat clan. I am willing to go!"
When the Golden-Devouring Rat King heard this, he felt that his son was really satisfied no matter how he looked at him. After he hesitating, he nodded and said, "Okay, since that's the case, then you can go with General Silver Pagoda Feng."
"General Silver Pagoda Feng, you must protect His Royal Highness the Prince to the death!"
Yin Zunfeng said: "I, Yin Zunfeng, swear to protect His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to the death and will never let His Royal Highness suffer any losses!"
The Yellow Sha Tribe is located in the Quicksand Basin in the northwest of the Golden-Eating Rat Territory
The building is made of honeycomb structures made of golden sand and black iron. The gold-eating rats here make a living by planting golden sand wheat.
Twelve statues of the Gold-Devouring Rat Ancestor stand in the Tribal Square, which are now being cut off by the crow demon's sharp claws.
The fur of the raccoon demon was gray-yellow like a sandstorm, and his body was as huge as a building. In front of it, the gold-eating rats, the size of an ordinary one-meter, were the little rats in front of the domestic cat.
There are barbs at the end of the three tails, which can release paralytic toxic fog. After devouring the rat clan, it can temporarily obtain metal resistance, and it is born with bloodlines to suppress this clan.
The yellow sand tribe was filled with burnt blood. The three-tailed raccoon demon's back was arched in a hill, and the gray and yellow hair was covered with broken swords and guns.
Its front paws pressed half of the body of the rat warrior, and its amber vertical pupils reflected the liquid metal flowing everywhere - it was the light golden blood unique to the Gold-Eating Rat Clan. The three-tailed raccoon demon was drinking blood, just like drinking a drink.
"Let's start the Ancestral Soul Formation!" The long tribe with broken feet roared and slapped the altar crystal.
The twelve statues of gold-eating rats suddenly opened their ruby eyes and a hot metal torrent ejaculated from their mouths. The raccoon demon let out a strange laugh like a baby crying. The three tails were like poisonous snakes and twisted the three statues, and stabbed them into the body cast by black iron.
"Crack!" As the sound of tooth-inspiring metal tearing, the statue was sucked into gray and white residue.
The body of the raccoon demon who swallowed the metal expanded again, and opened his mouth and sprayed out poisonous mist wrapped in sand and gravel.
The rat warriors who were forming the formation suddenly stiffened, and the silver armor rusted and peeled off at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At this moment, a sharp sound of breaking through the air came from the sky.
"Don't be crazy!" The silver diamond wind and thunder cloud gun rolled up a spiral storm, and the pressure from the six realms of heaven and man shook away the poisonous fog.
Xiang Chen stepped on the shuttle condensed by gold sand, and the liquid metal flowing from his fingertips had turned into a nine-ring gold-backed machete.
The raccoon's pupils contracted into a vertical line, and suddenly threw half of the rat corpse towards Silver Dianfeng.
The moment the general turned around and picked up the gun, the beast's front paws appeared in front of Xiang Chen like a space torn apart, and his barbarian tongue directly grabbed Xiang Chen's throat.
"Your Highness!" Yin Zunfeng's eyes were bloody.
But when Xiang Chen saw that he did not dodge or avoid, his neck suddenly had a mercury luster.
The moment the tongue of the raccoon demon penetrated the phantom, the young man's figure turned into golden sand all over the sky. When he condensed ten feet away, he was already wearing dark gold armor. The dark gold armor showed the divine pattern of the black turtle shell.
"Your devouring talent," Xiang Chen turned his newly condensed arm armor.
"It's just a child's trick in front of me."
While speaking, metal spikes suddenly bulged on the ground. When the raccoon retreated quickly, he found that a sword lotus bloomed from the top of each spike - it was the Wanxiang Sword Technique simulated by golden sand!
The tribe leader who was watching the battle suddenly burst into tears: "It turns out that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came to participate in the war in person. What's the virtue of my tribe?"
The raccoon roared angrily, and the three tails swept out the sandstorm tornado.
Xiang Chen took the golden sand and teleported to its back. The nine-ring big knife suddenly liquefied the moment it slashed down, and penetrated into the body along the gaps in the fur.
"How about trying your own moves?" As Xiang Chen shouted, countless metal spikes suddenly burst out from the raccoon's body.
"Roar--!" The monster was in great pain and even exploded half of its tail.
The blood mist containing paralyzing toxins was filled with it, and the silver clay wind quickly supported the lightning barrier: "Your Highness, be careful! This blood mist can corrode..."
Before he finished speaking, the remaining tails of the raccoon demon suddenly wrapped around the general's waist and abdomen. The moment he pierced the protective energy, Yin Zunfeng's entire face turned blue and gray.
Xiang Chen's pupils suddenly shrank, and his natal sword soul shot out from his eyebrows, but was blocked by the fourth tail that suddenly appeared before cutting off the demon's tail!
"There is actually a fourth tail hidden!" The rat warriors exclaimed.
At this moment, the body size of the raccoon demon who showed his body increased by 30%, and his forehead was cracked with a third vertical eye, which was the three-eyed raccoon who had a complete body!
Xiang Chen's golden eyes ignited a divine fire, and his hands formed mysterious magic seals. The twelve broken ancestral statues suddenly trembled, and the remaining metal energy turned into flowing light and injected into his body.
A huge white tiger phantom appeared all over the boy, and the metal gravel of the entire tribe gathered into a galaxy vortex.
"Ten Thousand Blades Return to the Sect!" With the sound of clear and whistling, each grain of gold sand turned into a miniature flying sword.
Thousands of swords sounded between heaven and earth, and Li Zheng's body-protecting demonic aura melted like spring snow. When the sword rain stopped, the monster had turned into a sieve filled with metal spikes, and the third eye was pierced through the altar by the natal sword soul.
At this moment, all the rats and people were shocked and stayed on the spot.
Looking at this scene in disbelief, the raccoon cat that had devoured thousands of their tribes and was invincible and could not defeat was killed by their prince in one move.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince is mighty!"
"Your Highness the Crown Prince's power is imposing!"
The rats and the people were all excited to kneel down and kept bowing and bowing. The rats and rat soldiers and generals who followed him also knelt down and bowed, which was also extremely fanatical.
The tribe leader also burst into tears: "The future of my Gold-Devouring Rat Clan will surely give birth to an immortal!"
He also knelt down and bowed with the fanatical rituals.
Yin Zuanfeng struggled to get up and salute, but saw liquid metal condensed at Xiang Chen's fingertips pressing on his wound: "General, save some effort. After returning to the palace, I remember to invite me to drink the treasured monkey wine."
Yin Zunfeng also said with red eyes: "Thank you, Your Highness, for helping you!"
Xiang Chen looked at the rat soldiers and said, "Rescue the injured people immediately, divide the raccoon corpse, and share it with everyone!"
"Long live the prince!"
The cheers echoed in the Yellow Sand Tribe like a sea tide again.