Seeing that the weak race of the Succubus tribe dared to resist, the Mad Lion Tribe immediately became angry, roared wildly, and swung the giant ax in their hands to kill the Succubi Tribe.
Fortunately, this is Qingmingtian, and the Taoism is severely suppressed. It is basically impossible to control the air if you don't reach the seventh realm. Otherwise, this huge battlefield will turn into a fight between gods and immortals.
"kill!--"
At this time, the succubus tribe had forgotten life and death, because they remembered the humiliation and injustice their tribe had suffered over the endless years.
Seeing the sacred figure rushing at the forefront of the battlefield, they shouted wildly.
If they can't defeat one person, they will surround a mad lion warrior with a few people. Even if their companions continue to fall around them, they are not afraid of death.
Because they only have one thought in their hearts, which is to protect their last home.
Behind the 4,000 succubus army, the old succubi and the elders were sitting together, seemingly chanting something, and then wisps of light rose into the sky and fell on the succubus soldiers.
As the light deepened, the succubus soldiers became more ferocious.
But after all, they are inherently deficient, and there are only four thousand people. How can they be the opponent of the thirty thousand mad lion army.
The blood is constantly gushing out!
Life is passing away!
Mo Lan watched her people continue to fall, and suddenly she shouted loudly, and endless colorful light shot out from her body and fell on the succubus soldiers.
"My injury is healed!"
As long as the succubus soldiers were still breathing, their wounds healed instantly, they stood up again, and rushed towards the enemy.
"The queen has awakened her innate magical power, which is many times more powerful than what we can use together. Let's go and kill the enemy too!"
The old succubus stood up and led the old succubus elders to join the battlefield.
"Damn it, a mere succubus wants to defy heaven!"
The Mad Lion King, who was standing behind the Mad Lion Army, couldn't help being furious when he saw that Mo Lan could actually come back to life. He immediately stepped up into the air and killed Mo Lan.
"Poodle, your opponent is my king!"
The Poison Wolf King showed his sharp fangs and stood in front of the Crazy Lion King.
"Poison Wolf, you are just a lost dog, hiding in this poisonous forest and lingering, why are you pretending to be a hero!"
The Crazy Lion King is at the peak of the Seventh Realm, and the Poisonous Wolf King is also at the peak of the Seventh Realm. Although he is confident that he can kill the Poisonous Wolf King, it will definitely take a lot of effort.
"The king is happy, but if you are unhappy, come here!"
The Poison Wolf King roared angrily.
"I'm afraid you won't make it!"
The Crazy Lion Clan is a warlike race. The Crazy Lion King could not stand the provocation of the Poison Wolf King and immediately rushed towards it with a roar.
When the elders of the Mad Lion Clan saw that the royal capital was dispatched, they were naturally unwilling to be left alone and pretended to follow them into the battlefield.
"roar!--"
Suddenly, the lion's roar shook the sky.
"Ouch!——"
Suddenly, a wolf howl sounded, and the overwhelming wolf tribe rushed out from the poisonous forest.
A giant wolf with a scar on his face led dozens of the strongest giant wolves to block the elders of the Mad Lion Clan.
"Scar, you guys..."
When Poison Wolf King saw his former clansmen and companions, his voice suddenly choked up with sobs.
"We, the wolf clan, must avenge our enemies and repay our kindness. Mu Qing purified the poisonous forest and gave our wolf clan a better living space. We are here to repay our kindness!"
Scar said coldly.
"My sons, drive these self-righteous poodles out of the poisonous forest. This place does not belong to them, ow!"
Scar walked through the air, and the sound of howling wolves echoed through the poisonous forest.
During this period of time, he used the Moonlight Sacred Stone to practice, and he also broke through to the Seventh Realm.
"Ouch!——"
Suddenly, the overwhelming wolf tribe attacked the mad lion tribe, and the pressure on the succubus tribe was greatly reduced.
However, the strength of the Mad Lion Tribe is not limited. They are not comparable to the Succubus Tribe and the Wolf Tribe in terms of physical strength or cultivation. It often takes three Succubus Tribe soldiers or two giant wolves to kill a Mad Lion Tribe.
If it weren't for Mo Lan's innate magical power, all four thousand succubi would have been killed long ago.
But even so, the conditions on the battlefield were still very tragic, with corpses of Succubi, Crazy Lions and Wolves everywhere.
After the fight, the three parties behind were all red-eyed. They no longer cared about casualties. There was only one thought in everyone's mind, and that was to kill the other party by any means necessary.
Mo Lan, who was suspended in the air, felt the disappearance of countless tribesmen, and couldn't help but feel sad, and her tears fell silently.
Tick tock!
Tick tock!
Tears and blood merged into the soil, staining the roots of the Chaos Demonic Tree.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Suddenly, the earth shook slightly.
Both sides of the war were shocked and didn't know what was happening.
"Haha! Thank you so much to the Crazy Lion Clan for laying down such a fertile land for our Black Tiger Clan!"
Following a sound that shook the world, a dark figure appeared on the horizon.
"Black Tiger Clan!"
The Crazy Lion King and the Poisonous Wolf King both gnashed their teeth. Now they were exhausted, and there was no way they could be the opponents of the Black Tiger Clan during the period of complete victory.
"Oh my, the rich smell of blood is really intoxicating!"
The Black Tiger King put his hands behind his back and looked at the devastated battlefield quietly, his face full of pride.
"Brother Mu Qing, are you about to wake up?"
Mo Lan didn't feel much about the powerful attack of the Black Tiger Clan, because she was already attracted by the slight tremor of the earth.
"Something seems wrong!"
The Black Tiger King looked at Mo Lan, who was motionless in the air, and seemed to feel something, and couldn't help but frown.
"It's going to be a long night and a lot of dreams, boys and girls, please kill me!"
The Black Tiger King gave the decisive order.
"kill!--"
After receiving the order from the Black Tiger King, the black tiger tribe suddenly rushed into the battlefield like a dark cloud covering the ground.
"Anyone who hurts my friend shall be punished!"
Suddenly, a cold voice came from the Chaos Demonic Tree.
Then, the giant tree standing between the sky and the earth suddenly shot out endless purple buds, like crazy snakes, piercing the battlefield overwhelmingly.
Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!
Whether it was the surviving Mad Lion Clan or the fiercely fighting Black Tiger Clan, they were all penetrated and rolled up by the purple branches of the tree.
Suddenly, wild lions and flying objects appeared in the sky, and black tigers crossed the sky.
Wow!
Not long after, countless withered corpses fell from the sky, turning into skinny mummies.
"Gulu!"
Seeing this situation, the Crazy Lion King and the Black Tiger King couldn't help but swallow their saliva and felt cold all over.
"It's Brother Mu Qing!"
"Brother Mu Qing is back!"
"Brother Mu Qing, he is the God of Wood!"
The old succubus said in a stern tone.
"Yes, Wood God!"
"Wood God!"
"Wood God!"
All of a sudden, the succubi roared loudly.
The wolves also looked in awe at the big purple tree that covered the sky and sun, and lay on the ground.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
As the Chaos Demonic Tree continued to shrink, a young man wearing ragged clothes appeared in front of everyone.
"Brother Mu Qing!"
Mo Lan suddenly burst into tears and threw herself into Mu Qing's arms.
At this time, Mu Qing had recovered his memory, and his body froze. He didn't know what to do, but in the end he hugged Mo Lan gently.