After being recognized by the three people, Liu Wuxie did not argue.
The news about obtaining the sword spirit and refining the Witch God has already spread. In the entire War Temple, he is the only one who is in the Yuanxian Realm.
It's hard not to be recognized.
In order to enter Wangtian Cauldron, all the immortals in the Immortal Realm were killed. In other words, except for Liu Wuxie, all the monks who came in were at the lowest level in the Golden Immortal Realm. Only Liu Wuxie was a different kind.
So the three of them knew Liu Wuxie's identity at a glance.
"I didn't expect to meet you here. God helped me. I quickly handed over the sword spirit and the swallowing technique you practiced."
Gong Wenbing let out a ferocious laugh.
When he was in the big city, he was among them and witnessed with his own eyes Liu Wuxie refining the Tianwu Witch God.
Later, they discovered the Wangtian Cauldron with Master Zijue. Like Liu Wuxie, they were also sucked into this place by a black hole and were caught here inexplicably.
A hint of coldness flashed deep in Liu Wuxie's eyes.
How long has this been, and they are still thinking about the treasures they have.
The reason Liu Wuxie did not deny it was because they were all monks in the Lingyun Immortal Realm. At this time, they should share the same hatred and find a way to escape from this place.
"We are trapped in a water prison now. Even if you kill me, it will be difficult to escape alive. Why don't we join forces?"
Liu Wuxie said earnestly.
They were just three Golden Fairy Realms. He really didn't take them seriously. If they could cooperate, it would be a good choice.
The two monks standing next to Gong Wenbing nodded, thinking that what Liu Wuxie said made sense.
At this time, the monks in Lingyun Immortal Realm should not fight among themselves, but should unite together and find a way to escape.
"If I kill you and get the treasure on you, I will be able to break through to the Great Luo Jin Fairyland. My combat power will be greatly increased, and I will naturally be able to escape from here."
Gong Wenbing doesn't think so. The reason why they are trapped here is because their cultivation level is too low.
By breaking through the Great Luo Jinxian, the suppression of them by the laws here will be greatly weakened.
After Gong Wenbing finished speaking, the two monks around him nodded, thinking that what he said made sense.
The Xiong clan members in the water prison retreated to the corner one after another, not daring to get too close. Gong Wenbing unleashed the tyrannical power of the Golden Immortal, and they were so oppressed that they could not lift their heads.
The three monks approached Liu Wuxie step by step, and three shocking ripples blew up all the surrounding water, causing extremely terrifying fluctuations.
A hint of coldness flashed in Liu Wuxie's eyes, why was he so kind but the other party was so aggressive.
"Heizi, I leave it to you."
Liu Wuxie's chance of winning against three peak Golden Immortals alone was very low, it could be said to be almost non-existent.
Before the three of them got close, Heizi suddenly came out and knocked down with a stick.
"Crack!"
The head of the monk on the left side of Gong Wenbing exploded, and red and white things were sprayed everywhere.
Suddenly a big black monster appeared, frightening Gong Wenbing and taking a step back.
Heizi didn't stop, and continued to knock down the fire stick in his hand.
The rules here have no suppression on Heizi. Every time he strikes, it is like the force of thunder, leaving Gong Wenbing unable to fight back.
Three times, five times and two times, all three of Gong Wenbing were eliminated.
He took away their storage rings and devoured the essence in their bodies, turning them into three human skins and sinking to the bottom of the water.
Heizi did not return to Taihuang World, but looked around curiously.
"Heizi, is there any way to escape?"
Being imprisoned in the water prison was not an option, so Liu Wuxie wanted to find a way to escape.
Heizi grabbed the cage with both hands, and the muscles on his arms bulged, trying to forcefully tear open the water prison.
A series of strange screams came from Heizi's mouth, and the railings of the water prison did not move at all.
"What kind of material is this? Not even a black man can tear it apart."
Liu Wuxie's face showed a solemn look.
Maybe the fight here just now alerted the people of the Lu clan, and footsteps could be heard outside.
After taking Heizi into the Taihuang World, Liu Wuxie erased the memories of those prisoners before retreating to the side of the water prison.
Two members of the Lu tribe appeared above the water prison with scimitars in their hands. They glanced down, with anger in their eyes because there were three missing people in the water prison.
One of them slashed his scimitar into the water prison, and a Xiong prisoner couldn't avoid it, and his head was split open.
The scene was so bloody that the water prison was instantly dyed red with blood.
"Rumble..."
Just as the second sword was about to be swung, a deafening sound came from outside, like thousands of horses galloping.
"The people from the Xiong tribe are coming. Bring them out to stop the Xiong tribe's army."
From outside the water prison, another member of the Lu clan rushed in and said loudly.
The two members of the Lu clan who came in earlier opened the water prison and threw in a chain, allowing Liu Wuxie and other captives from the Xiong clan to lock their feet.
Liu Wuxie had no choice but to do as she was told. Several auras of Daluo Jinxian came from outside. If she didn't do as she was told, she would definitely be killed by them like the captives from the Xiong clan.
The captives from the Xiong tribe seemed to have gotten used to it and quickly locked their ankles.
Liu Wuxie picked up the chain and found that it was very heavy, like the material used to build a water prison.
These chains and materials for building a water prison must have been left behind by Shu Wuzhi on purpose.
The Lu tribe members grabbed the other end of the chain and dragged Liu Wuxie and the others out of the water prison.
Like a gourd on a string, Liu Wuxie and the members of the Xiong clan were led out of the water prison and back to the ground.
In the distance, a group of dark people appeared. The Xiong tribe pressed forward with a large army, while the Lu tribe retreated steadily.
In just a short moment, Liu Wuxie had a clear view of the entire battlefield situation, and the Lu clan had no advantage.
Judging from the number of people, the Xiong tribe is larger than the Lu tribe.
In a real battle, the number of people does not determine the outcome, but rather which side has more experts.
On Lu's side, Liu Wuxie saw more than a dozen leaders of the Great Luo Jin Immortal Realm, and could vaguely feel the aura of the Immortal King Realm.
The number of Da Luo Jin Fairylands in the Xiong clan is more than double that of the Lu clan.
"It's strange. There seem to be many monks from the Lingyun Immortal Realm mixed in with the Xiong clan."
Liu Wuxie frowned. The aura exuding from the bodies of the monks in Lingyun Immortal Realm was completely different from that of the natives here. He could tell it at a glance.
"Is it possible that the Xiong clan has been controlled by the monks from the Lingyun Immortal Realm?"
Liu Wuxie's brain was running rapidly.
He quickly shook his head. There must be an Immortal King Realm in the Xiong clan. The monks who came from the Lingyun Immortal Realm were no more than Peak Da Luo Jinxian, so it would be difficult to control the entire Xiong clan.
"Send them to the front lines."
A leader of the Lu clan waved his hand, and Liu Wuxie and other prisoners were forcibly sent to the front line to withstand the impact of the Xiong clan.
Using slaves and prisoners as human shields is the most primitive and ancient method of fighting.
Liu Wuxie's body was out of control because he was chained, and he was quickly sent to the front line to face the Xiong tribe's army.
The terrifying air wave, like an overwhelming momentum, almost lifted Liu Wuxie away.
This was the first time he encountered such a situation, being sent to the battlefield as a slave.
In addition to them, many slaves and members of the Xiong tribe were sent to the front line to form a human wall to prevent the Xiong tribe from rushing in.
Liu Wuxie raised her head and looked towards the Xiong tribe.
Suddenly, Liu Wuxie's eyes narrowed: "Yu He, he actually got together with the people from the Xiong clan."
In addition to Yu He, there are many monks dressed in the costumes of the Xiong tribe, riding tall monster beasts, all of them majestic.
Yu He is the peak Daluo Jinxian. It is very difficult for the Xiong clan to imprison him. It is estimated that some kind of agreement was reached before the Xiong clan allowed them to exist.
"Commander Xiong Shan, it's almost done. Follow the attack method I taught you, and you will be able to capture the Lu clan soon."
Yu He looked at the tall strong man from the Xiong clan next to him and whispered.
Their voices were very low, but Liu Wuxie could understand every word they said through lip reading.
Xiong Shan did not give the order, he was still hesitating.
"Commander, if we kill like this, many tribesmen will be trampled to death by our iron hoofs."
On the left side of Xiongshan, a strong man from the Xiong clan sat and said to Xiongshan.
The Lu family pushed their tribe to the front line. If they wanted to kill the Lu family, they had to clear these roadblocks.
"Commander Xiong Shan, those who achieve great things do not stick to trivial matters. Death cannot be avoided in war. If the Lu tribe is not crushed, more people from the Xiong tribe will be taken away as prisoners in the future. Have you ever given up on attacking?"
Yu He is a monk in the Lingyun Immortal Realm and a genius disciple of the Yu family. He has an extremely high IQ. Xiong Shan is no match for him.
In just a few words, Xiong Shan was moved.
In front of the Xiong clan's army, there was also a group of slaves and prisoners. They were all members of the Lu clan and were captured by the Xiong clan's people.
"Push them out."
Xiong Shan finally gave the order to push the prisoners of the Lu tribe to the front and make them cannon fodder.
The prisoners on both sides rushed toward each other with their bare hands.
The captives of the Lu tribe wanted to kill all the captives of the Xiong tribe, so that they would be safe and escape back to the Lu tribe smoothly.
The prisoners of the Xiong tribe had the same idea. If they killed the prisoners of the Lu tribe, they could join the Xiong tribe army.
Because his feet are controlled by chains, his speed is not very fast.
Liu Wuxie lost control of her body and was led away by the dozen or so captives from the Xiong clan.
He didn't use the blood-drinking knife and was using his bare hands. Liu Wuxie didn't want to reveal his identity.
If Yu He and the others knew that he was Liu Wuxie, they would definitely lead an army to attack him.
"Ho ho ho..."
The moment the prisoners rushed out, the army behind them also moved, crushing them with overwhelming hoof prints.
The army controlled by Yu He did not care about the lives of the prisoners on both sides and directly crushed them.
Other Lingyun Immortal Realm monks followed Yu He and led thousands of Xiong clan troops to rampage.
In the blink of an eye, the prisoners on both sides suffered casualties.
Xiong Shan frowned. Although he didn't like Yu He's approach, his attack method was indeed very powerful. In the blink of an eye, he tore a gap in the Lu clan's tribe.
The ground was littered with corpses. In just one encounter, hundreds of prisoners died. Half of the prisoners tied to a chain with Liu Wuxie were already dead.
Those dead bodies seriously slowed Liu Wuxie down, allowing the iron hooves of the two armies to trample towards him.