Xiao Yi looked at Jian Wuwang, trying to see something from his face. He vaguely guessed his intentions, but there was no other way at the moment. The four great captains could not die in vain, and there must be an explanation.
"My cultivation level is too weak. This is the fundamental reason. If I were strong enough and was in the soul-melting realm or even a higher realm, how could the Thunder Sword Army dare to embarrass me? Although I joined the clan to fight against hundreds of clans, I still couldn't.
Even in the era of great science and technology and the Anti-Japanese War, there are always Han people who appear, and their emotions are the source of evil."
An inexplicable cold light flashed in Xiao Yi's eyes. If he really colluded with the demon clan, he would probably resort to bloody methods in the future. He just hoped that he hadn't fallen into the trap yet, and he didn't have enough cultivation and identity at the moment.
For him, it means he is really under the eaves and has to bow his head.
"This is not cowardice. If I were alone, I wouldn't care. But if the tribe is behind, I care."
Xiao Yi sighed in his heart. At this moment, he was a little envious of those lone rangers who had joined the tribe. Although they had no fixed abode and often walked on the edge of life and death, they were free and unfettered. When things were done, they just left and had nothing to worry about and nothing to control.
"It turns out that no matter what era it is, it is the same. If you are not standing on the top of the cliff, you will always be unable to help yourself. You want to stick to your true heart, but you have to let go. This is a kind of helplessness, but it is also a kind of breaking and then building.
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With a certain thought in mind, Xiao Yi said in a deep voice: "As long as the tribe is promoted, Xiao will join the Yaobing Road."
Frowning slightly, Jian Wuwang said coldly: "Although you joined the clan for me as a young talent, you can only go alone on this journey as a young warrior. Like those rangers, you will be deprived of the title of Thousand Captains before you come back alive.
The name."
"Life and death are determined by destiny, wealth and honor are determined by infancy." Xiao Yi's eyes did not change and he looked at her.
"What a man who is destined to live and die, and who will soon be rich and noble." Jian Wuwang suddenly laughed loudly, then stopped suddenly after a few breaths, and shouted deeply, "Leave his name on the battle monument for the Blood Stone Tribe!"
Jian Wuwang then looked at Xiao Yi, with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes, and said lightly: "The day of promotion is when you step into the path of Yaobing. If you regret it, join my Thunder Sword Arms Department. I will lead you."
I can give you another chance."
Xiao Yi was silent and Jian Wuwang snorted coldly. The black sword floated in front of him. He stepped forward and landed on the sword body. The sword broke through the air and disappeared into the clouds in an instant.
"You killed me, the ten thousand captain of the Thunder Sword Clan, and you didn't punish him!"
"The Sixth Commander cherishes his talent. After all, I don't have many talents when I join the clan. I am a being who is expected to understand the fighting spirit and advance to the soul-melting realm."
"However, it is not that easy to step into the Yaobing Road alone and retreat without any damage. For those rangers who enter alone, except for some extremely powerful ones, there are a few who can die well. This can be regarded as the biggest punishment."
Many members of the Thunder Sword Clan looked at Xiao Yi with a somewhat unkind look. Although they also saw that there was something fishy in this, it was an indisputable fact that the four great Ten Thousand Captains died. For the powerful Ten Thousand Captains, for their Thunder Sword Army,
Generally speaking, each one of them is a pillar on the Yaobing Road. Although the entrance to their Thunder Sword Military Department has tens of millions of people, they have been fighting on the Yaobing Road all year round, and the number at most has never exceeded two hundred.
"Enter the valley!"
A captain of ten thousand men shouted low and walked into the valley. This time, the Fantasy Heart Formation was destroyed and the copper platform was meaningless. Xiao Yi looked calm and followed him into the valley.
The white-haired woman has been following behind him. Xiao Yi is a little speechless. He has nothing to do with this woman, but now it is a little unbelievable. Such a strong man is always behind him, and life and death are not under his control. Xiao Yi is not
I like this feeling.
Walking into the valley, Xiao Yi saw three black stone tablets. The shortest one was fifty feet, the tallest one was two hundred feet, and the middle one was one hundred feet. On these three stone tablets, there were many words engraved on them. These words were simple.
Wuhua, some are like tigers, some are like wolves, some are like wild oxen, and some are like goshawks. They are all very ancient characters. Although Xiao Yi didn't recognize them, he understood the truth instantly at a glance.
righteous.
The fifty-foot-long stone tablet has the names of more than 400 lower-level blood tribes engraved on it, including his Bloodstone Tribe. The middle one-hundred-foot stone tablet has the names of more than eighty middle-level blood tribes engraved on it. The tallest two-hundred-foot stone tablet is,
It is branded with the name of the top ten superior blood tribes.
As soon as he saw these three stone tablets, Xiao Yi felt that the pillar of luck above his head was a little restless. The Ten Thousand Captain of the Thunder Sword Clan shouted: "Leave your name in the middle blood tribe. After three months, I, the Thunder Sword Clan, will
The war envoy will naturally arrive at your Bloodstone Tribe."
With a thought in his heart, above Xiao Yi's head, the pillar of luck roared, like a purple dragon, and suddenly sank into the 100-foot stone tablet. Then, at the bottom of the stone tablet, the four ancient characters of the Blood Stone Tribe appeared.
He came out, and on the fifty-foot stone tablet, the Blood Stone Tribe was instantly wiped away.
Buzz!
The Baizhang Battle Monument buzzed, and Xiao Yi's gaze seemed to cross the endless void and landed on a familiar Yao land. He saw the Blood Stone Tribe, in front of the Panlei Mountains, the green and black stone village, and the Qiong Yao above.
, streaks of auspicious clouds appeared out of thin air, purple air came from the east, and clear air rose.
etc!
Xiao Yi was shocked. When he looked at the ground, he saw ruins. The mountain walls collapsed. A section of the 100-foot-long ancient mountain in front of the tribe was cut off. The ground was flattened several feet. An ominous premonition grew in his heart.
boom!
But the next moment, the world in front of Xiao Yi collapsed, his vision returned to clarity, and the Baizhang War Monument did not move at all.
"In response to the War Monument, you must have seen the changes in the luck of your Bloodstone Tribe. After three months, if you can't get ten thousand soldiers to join the war division, or you can make up for it with random weapons, even if you embark on the road of defeating soldiers, with the name of this middle-level blood tribe,
It will be erased from the war monument in a day."
Xiao Yi concentrated his attention and looked at the end of the Baizhang War Monument. Sure enough, the words belonging to his Bloodstone Tribe were half imaginary and half real. Unlike the names of other tribes engraved on it, they had already turned into entities. Apparently because the promotion had not yet ended.
"It was real just now!" Xiao Yi couldn't help but ask.
The Ten Thousand Captain of the Thunder Sword Clan glanced at him and snorted coldly: "The war monument attracts luck, what you see is of course real."
not good!
Xiao Yi's heart sank. He had sensed it before. He didn't expect that such a big change had happened. No wonder there was haze at the foundation of the Qi Luck Jing Pillar. If the foundation was cut off, the building would naturally collapse, which would clearly be a sign of genocide!
call out!
A flash of blue lightning flashed, and the captain of the Thunder Sword Clan lost Xiao Yi's figure in front of his eyes. Although he was suspicious in his heart, his eyes were more on the white-haired woman. This woman made him feel very uncomfortable.
A chill ran through my bones.
"Gone."
As Xiao Yi started to move, the white-haired woman disappeared from the same place. The Thunder Sword Clan leader concentrated his attention, but could only see a streak of green lightning going away, but could not catch the white-haired woman. He hit her
Shivering, chills rising up the spine.
Thousands of miles away, the Bloodstone Tribe.
The auspicious clouds fall from the sky, and purple energy rises from the east. A majestic force condenses over the tribal village, turning into a purple pillar of luck. This pillar of luck is more than ten feet thick, leading straight to Jiuyao.
, as soon as it appeared, it attracted the earthly spirits from thousands of miles around the Bloodstone Tribe to converge here.
The main hall of the Ministry of War.
Shi Zhixuan's hair was gray and he was sitting cross-legged. The brightness on his face was dim. Suddenly, the hall was shaken, and the surrounding Yaodi spirit suddenly became rich.
"Could it be..."
Shi Zhixuan stood up suddenly, his eyes flashed, revealing a bit of excitement. He strode out of the military department and looked up at Manyao Ziqi. The situation changed, and all the Bloodstone clan members walked out of the stone house. They raised their heads.
Look, Yao seems to have understood something, and his eyes are full of excitement.
"Yao bless my blood stone!"
Shi Zhixuan took a deep breath. In front of the military department, Chi Huo glanced at him, flapped his Yao wings, and suddenly rushed into the sky with a sound. However, the flames around it were dim, and it was far less powerful than before.
"Clan leader!"
Captain Shihu and others arrived, and the joy in their eyes could not be suppressed. This change in the tribe's general trend was clearly a sign of promotion, and there was only one reason that could trigger such an early sign.
"Captain Xiao Yi has walked the road to greatness and left his name on the battle monument!" Commander Qianyuan's eyes were full of sighs.
"I made it through! I really made it through!"
Tuoba Feng smiled, with a bit of loneliness in his eyes. He understood that it would be really difficult to catch up with Xiao Yi in the future. This young man rose at an astonishing speed. Although his physique was ordinary, he kept surpassing him. In a short period of time, he continued to surpass Xiao Yi.
In just two years, they have reached a state that many of them would find difficult to reach in their lifetime.
Dozens of miles away.
In a deep cave, a green-haired middle-aged man sat cross-legged. On the ground in front of him were crawling many wild beasts. However, they had all lost their vitality and turned into corpses. However, all the energy and blood in their bodies had been sucked out, and the corpses were thousands of them.
Deflated, without any trace of blood.
Suddenly, the green-haired middle-aged man opened his eyes, with a bit of anger in his eyes: "Damn it! I've actually been promoted! Jian Wuwu, you useless thing, are you not trying to prevent this Bloodstone Tribe from being promoted?"
Wow! A dignified leader-level expert, are you taking the life of my demon king from the Hundred Demon Mountain Range as a trifling matter!"
"It doesn't matter if you are promoted. Even if you are injured, I will destroy your Bloodstone Tribe. So what if you join the clan as a young talent? I hope you can make it in time. I want you to see with your own eyes how I am doing it one by one.
, break the necks of all your clan members!"
Thunder Sword Mountains.
Above the sky, on the back of a huge blue-eyed eagle with wings spread more than ten feet wide, Jian Qingsheng stood with his hands behind his back. His eyes were focused, watching a green lightning whizzing past the earth. He could feel a trace of it.
The breath of Tao Yun.
Suddenly, Jian Qingsheng's expression changed suddenly, he was shocked, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes revealed a crazy murderous intention.
"Damn it! Damn it!"
Almost losing an inch, Jian Qingsheng slapped the blue-eyed eagle at his feet, turned around, and shot away towards the mountains.