Chapter 894: The Battlefield of the Ethnic Group

Taking the Yaksha tribe's Mistone City and the Unicorn Tribe's Qingtian City as the line, the 30 million miles of area are the ethnic battlefield. The deeper it is, the more dangerous it becomes. Enemies may attack and kill them at all times. Carefulness is required to survive.

Because a large number of monks who have been fighting for many years have died here, the battlefield of this tribe is extremely gloomy, with rich evil spirits floating in the sky, covering the sky, making the sky slightly darker and the whistling wind whistling.

Headed by the Ancestor Kuye, Xiao Chen and his group of six did not stop at all and rushed forward. With four late-stage monks in the tribulation leading the way, they could naturally traverse Wuji in the battlefield of this tribe.

call out!

call out!

With the harsh sound of breaking through the air, several figures of people cut through the evil energy and fog and whistled forward.

"Hehe, six yaksha monks in the fusion realm, fellow Taoists, prepare well to welcome them." Hundreds of miles away, a monk with a head-born milky white horn, whose body and appearance were very similar to that of the human race, suddenly opened his eyes and a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Tongmu's unicorn has a talented magical power, which can sense within a radius of thousands of miles. It seems that we will gain something again this time." Another burly man from the unicorn tribe smiled and said with a smile. This person was obviously the leader of this team. More than a dozen unicorn men all sneered. Their cultivation level was all in the fusion realm, and there were 6 people at the late stage of the fusion.

"Walk!"

The team of monks of the Unicorn tribe tore through the ban, and their figures roared straight for the six monks of the Yaksha tribe.

"Take it!" The two major tribes have been fighting for many years. The cultivators meet on the tribe battlefield without much needing to say anything. They directly attack fiercely and viciously, trying to kill the opponent. Headed by the monk leader, more than a dozen unicorn tribes broke out at the same time. Fighting in the tribe battlefield requires quick battles, otherwise the longer the delay, the more likely it is to cause changes, and even attract stronger teams of monks from the enemy, who have become directly from hunters to prey.

So at this moment, more than ten unicorn monks had already exploded with all their might.

The old ancestor Kuye suddenly raised his head, sneered and waved his sleeves in the middle of the robe, and the green sword light shot out instantly, roaring straight for the Yaksha monks. Only when they were close at this moment could they clearly sense the evil aura coming from the sword light, making their body feel cold.

puff!

puff!

The cultivator takes action in the late stage of the tribulation, and his power is naturally not to be underestimated. The magical powers of the cultivators of the Unicorns were directly shattered, and the green oil sword light did not diminish. He easily broke into the Unicorns and Cultivators. Nowhere else he went, he could be spared, and all his flesh and blood were swallowed by the green light.

"Cultivator for Tribulation!" Being able to easily kill a fusion cultivator can naturally only achieve the level above the tribulation. "Damn it, kill us today, and there will definitely be masters in the clan who chase you until death in the future!"

The resentment and humbleness of the silence had not yet fallen, and the leader of the single-horned monk was also instantly cut into two halves and completely destroyed.

call out!

call out!

The green oil sword light roared and turned back and merged into the body of the old ancestor Death Leaf. The group moved forward without even a pause at all, and continued to move forward while roaring.

In order to prevent the opponent's monks from entering the field in an instant, the blessing of the monks of the two clans with great supernatural powers, they can only fly with lights and 30 million miles of distance. Even at the speed of Xiao Chen and others, it will take at least several days.

Along the way, Xiao Chen and his party encountered 17 sieges of the Unicorn Clan cultivators, but no matter how many people came, they were killed. The Green Oil Sword Light of the Old Ancestor of the Dead Leaf did not continue to take action. Obviously, this old monster relied on his magical power to devour others' flesh and blood energy to enhance his cultivation. Otherwise, if he was allowed to swallow his life wildly, his cultivation would not be at the late stage of the tribulation until now.

The four old monsters in the late stage of the fusion took turns to rest and maintain their peak combat power at any time. After all, they are in the gentry battlefield, and anything can happen, so they are not allowed to be careless.

One and a half days later, the group arrived at the center of the tribe battlefield, and the evil spirit here became more and more intense. Obviously, there were more cultivators who died here over the years. After a short rest of half a day, everyone set out on the road again. However, this time it went much smoother. Along the way, they only encountered a wave of extremely weak Monsters of the Unicorn. Seeing that they were about to leave the tribe battlefield not far from the Unicorn Territory, everyone was a little faster.

But at this moment, the leader Qianji Taoist suddenly stopped and showed a look of surprise on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Qianji, what happened?" Afterwards, Fairy Ziyun spoke solemnly. Qianji Sanren's actions were definitely aimless, and he obviously noticed something strange.

Qianji Sanren shook his head slowly and whispered: "There is something strange. Do you fellow Taoists think that you and I have been moving forward too smoothly? In the battlefield of the half-tribe group near the Unicorn Territory, he only encountered an enemy monk team." Speaking of this, the old monster looked forward with a serious look, "And, although there was nothing strange in front of me, it gave me the feeling of extreme crisis. I have practiced some kind of magical power and are extremely sensitive to my own crisis. It seems that there must be a problem in this."

Hearing the old monster, the old ancestor of Kuye, the Taoist of Heishan, and the Fairy Ziyun, the faces of the three of them were gloomy.

Xiao Chen's eyes flashed slightly, and he was not surprised but happy. Now that he was controlled by others, there was no possibility of escaping under the noses of these four old monsters. Only when something happens, he has the opportunity to act.

Now, it seems that this opportunity is about to emerge.

"Since Taoist Qianji feels a sense of his heart, it is obvious that this matter is not groundless. You and I will be careful to slow down the escape light. As long as everything goes well, we will be able to leave the tribe battlefield at most half a day. Then we will enter the territory of the Unicorn tribe, and there is no need for this caution." The old ancestor Kuye thought for a moment and immediately received the approval of the other three old monsters. The group then slowed down the escape light and moved forward carefully.

After walking for a while, Qianji Sanren's face became more and more gloomy, just because the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger, but he could not sense any crisis from the front. It was this unpredictable hidden danger that made the old monster even more afraid.

Suddenly, the fairy Ziyun's pretty face suddenly changed, and then screamed: "Retreat! There is a army of unicorn tribe in front!" This beautiful Yaksha female cultivator practiced a detection magical power. She had not discovered it before. However, when she looked forward, she was almost scared to the point of being so scared. She saw that there were less than two thousand miles away from them in front. There were countless unicorn monks moving forward in silence, all of whom were solemn and murderous. The number was roughly dense, probably less than 10 million people, divided into left and right two parts, stretching almost thousands of miles, moving forward silently like two giant beasts in the tribe battlefield, and any obstacles would be directly erased. In these 100

Among the 00,000 monks of the Unicorn clan, there is even the golden-hoofed rhino, which is as large as a thousand feet tall and breathing. It is a powerful barbarian beast unique to the Unicorn clan. Only the people of the Unicorn clan can tame it as a weapon for siege. In the past battles between the two tribes, the single-hoofed rhino will cause serious casualties and injuries to the Yaksha clan. As for the army of monks, the number of various barbarian beasts cannot be calculated at a glance. Above this army, dozens of strange magic weapons were hovering, all of which were disk-shaped, each of which was a thousand feet tall, and a faint fluctuation was emitted from it. It is precisely because of this fluctuation that the army's invasion was blocked.

With the scream of Fairy Ziyun, Qianji Sanren, Kuye Ancestor, and Heishan Taoist also protruded their spiritual sense. The next moment, his face became extremely ugly, and his pupils shrank violently and showed a sense of shock and anger.

The unicorn tribe wants to attack the city! It is naturally not difficult to see this from the murderous formation.

Damn, the large-scale battle between the two tribes will only break out once every one for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, but they are extremely unlucky to encounter it. In another half a day, they can pass through the tribe battlefield, but it is too late now. There are millions of single-horned tribe troops in front of them, let alone them, even the peerless strong people in the Mahayana Heavenly Realm must retreat.

"Walk!"

There was no hesitation at the next moment. Qianji Sanren and Kuye Old Monster held Xiao Chen and Molu, and turned around and retreated wildly with the Daoist of Heishan and Fairy Ziyun. Now they could only pray that there would be no cultivators in the Heavenly Realm of the Unicorns siege this time, otherwise even if the four tribes joined forces in the later stage, they would still die.

Although the late stage of the Tribulation Realm is only one step away from the Mahayana Realm, the strength gap between them is huge.

call out!

call out!

The four late-stage monks of the tribulation did not care about continuing to cover up their cultivation. At this moment, they burst out with all their might and fled for their lives.

"After the order of Lord, stop them, you must not send back the news of our clan's large-scale attack and kill them!" The unicorn army attacked and had already secretly ambushed the masters in the tribe battlefield to clean up the Yaksha monks to prevent the monks from leaving.

At this moment, the old ancestor of Kuye Leaf and the four Qianji Sanren retreated suddenly and were blocked. Hundreds of single-horned monks came from the direction of their wings when they shouted.
Chapter completed!