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Chapter 645: Life is like a mustard

The light curtain in the inner city is like a huge fireworks, constantly ejecting colorful mists, which are extremely charming. Even though the sky is extremely bright at this time, hundreds of colorful mists still seem to be late at night.

Tens of thousands of high-level monks kept attacking the light curtain, trying to break it with the fastest degree.

But more low-level monks retreated far away, and the light curtain burst out with terrifying attack power, which was unstructured and extremely passive, but the impact was very wide, like a volcano that exploded.

After all, the great clan that has been going through thousands of years, the great clan protection formation has long been as strong as the earth.

If the Salt Stone Clan could be vigilant early, it might not be so passive. If the Salt Stone Clan did not die, the Stone Clan would not betray it, then it is still unknown whether the alliance between the two tribes can be in. However, now the troops are at the city, and the subsequent battle has really begun.

The army behind us continued to come, the Baofeng tribe came out in full swing, and the Tianhu tribe was the same. As for those small tribes, basically the same, no one dared to be careless, for fear that if they failed due to some lucky factors, these small tribes would be the targets of being cleaned.

Commander Jin led a large army to appear, and when he saw that the two tribes had actually besieged the Yanshi tribe, his eyes were shocked, but more of them were happy.

The army burst into cheers because they felt that the rise of the two tribes was inevitable.

Before going to the war, they all had concerns, fearing that they would not succeed in their army, but... the army of vanguard monks was almost destroyed, and they also knew that a cultivator from the other party's Reincarnation Realm was killed! They admired the cultivation level of Lao Shan God even more.

Gu Yue and Huang Lao Monster also appeared, and Huang Lao Monster asked whispered: "The Baofeng tribe is so powerful, the mountain god should be prepared, right?"

Gu Yue nodded, "It is indeed as expected that the old mountain god is so powerful. But for some reason, when the mountain god was fighting with him before, his cultivation was not so powerful!"

But the old monster Huang said: "Maybe he has cultivated his external incarnation, but the deity is sleeping. It is just to conceal today's actions. The Baofeng tribe has been planning for a long time!"

Gu Yueshen agreed and couldn't help but feel afraid that the Tianhu clan had launched a large-scale attack on the Baofeng tribe.

"The time when the city is broken is the time for us to fight. I hope that more people in our clan can survive as much as possible!"

The old monster Huang shook his head and said nothing.

The old patriarch appeared and looked around, but he saw a figure from the outer city. The old patriarch was happy. Although it was far away, he still looked carefully, let go of his heart, and nodded at Mu Ming.

Mu Ming smiled and finally felt relieved.

But at this moment, the black water around the inner city suddenly sank slowly. Bai Ling noticed it as soon as she showed her body and looked solemn.

At this time, an old man appeared and his figure continued, but everyone could see him, and almost everyone's eyes were attracted.

It seemed that it was the most eye-catching scenery. Runes lingered in the sky, outlining various patterns, as if they were interpreting something, but in the end they all fell into the old man's body.

Totem Holy Ancestor!

This is the inner thought of everyone and it also confirms the identity of this person.

Yin Mingxin's eyes became solemn, and Luo Ma behind her disappeared. She walked slowly, stood not far away, looking quietly, as if she wanted to see through this person.

The old man glanced at Yin Mingxin, but after just one glance, he withdrew his gaze and looked at Bai Ling.

He moved his fingers slightly and began to calculate. After a moment, he suddenly sighed: "So that's it. Because of the fruit of today, I, the son of my Yanshi tribe, had such a thing, which caused the tribe to be damaged. Your parents killed their own blood and returned to the ordinary people, but they never thought that they would end up like this. I... have nothing to say!"

Bai Ling looked at him coldly, without saying anything, but there was tears in his eyes.

After saying that, the old man's body changed slowly, changing in an extremely strange way, forming words floating, as if forming an article.

At this time, countless sounds sounded, countless sounds of sacrifice came from the void, and the clouds above the Salt Stone Clan rolled up as if they were resonating.

Widths of golden mist flew over and condensed, no longer in the shape of clouds. The clouds disappeared, but turned into nine huge yellow fragrances standing in front of the old man.

Everyone was shocked by this scene. For some reason, but the Salt Stone Tribe felt an invisible bondage and the pressure from the black water disappeared. However, they felt a sense of weakness, as if the backer in the depths of their hearts was slowly disappearing, and the weakness came from the old man.

Many people immediately noticed what was going on, and they knelt on the ground and prayed in the most pious way.

"It's a good idea, but after this move, I'm afraid... it's unsustainable!" Yin Mingxin said, a little regretful.

As the Totem Saint Ancestor, there are too many similar things and know a lot of similar things.

The words in the sky began to burn, turned into a little bit of Mars, and slowly flew to the yellow fragrance.

The rich fragrance filled the air, the yellow fragrance was ignited, and many members of the Salt and Stone tribe began to cry bitterly, involuntarily, as if a piece of the heart had disappeared and could no longer be compensated.

Black water exploded one after another, and the nine candles wrapped around the light curtain, but disappeared at this time.

An illusory old man appeared in front of Jiuganhuangxiang and bowed to the Zhujiuyin.

With this prayer, the sky lost its color, the sky became dark, and three of the nine yellow incenses suddenly burned and turned into ashes in an instant. Countless incense ash sprinkled and fell into the black water. The black water made a hissing sound, and the black water rolled. The incense ash carried a strange power, like burning and boiling black water, or igniting it, and the black air rose and finally disappeared, and the black water level dropped.

Xue Limeng and Chong Yue looked at each other and waved their hands immediately. The monks at the outer city gate were about to retreat, their eyes were confused, but they did not dare to be careless at all!

When the old man bowed again, three more yellow fragrances disappeared during this bow, and countless incense ash were left flying with a little ignition.

At this time, the Zhu Jiuyin that condensed again exploded again, and wisps of black mist flew out, as if they were remnant souls. However, at this time their bodies became extremely white, and they swam around Bai Ling, as if they were telling something. Widths of waves fell down the middle of Bai Ling's eyebrows. Bai Ling's breath was fluctuating. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but... she stopped talking but only had tears in her eyes.

The surface of the Heishui River fell again, and this time half of the Heishui River was steamed directly when the incense ash fell.

The two tribes were extremely shocked. What kind of method was this? Many people retreated again. The aura evaporated from the black water was too strange.

Countless monks looked at Xue Limeng and Chongyue, but they also frowned, as if a little confused.

But the two waved their hands again, causing everyone to slowly retreat.

Bai Ling's face turned pale, her body gradually became solid, but her cultivation level increased violently.

"You will accept my worship... and accept my blessings as compensation. Don't refuse... Your clan is a cursed clan, but it also represents the dark side of the world. Someone in my clan insults your parents like this, so I apologize. I hope... can calm your anger!"

As he said that, the old man bowed again, but this bowed to Bai Ling. He had always worshipped the curse and remnants in the black water.

Bai Ling did not avoid it, but her eyes were already cold. Even if tears were covered, they could not be covered. The old man even avoided her gaze.

Straws of black silk thread flew out, covered by endless fragrance ash, black silk began to burn, black fire filled, illuminating the water below, the water surface began to become clear, the previous dimness disappeared, and countless light spots flew out, like remnants of souls, those were the remnants of the monks of the Salt Stone clan who were swallowed by this river.

With one move by the old man, the light spots fell into his body, and the old man's body seemed to be a little illusory.

"Is it worth it!" Yin Mingxin spoke, not speaking loudly, but the old man heard it.

The old man withdrew his gaze and looked at the light curtain in the inner city. The light curtain in the inner city was shattered.

Someone was overjoyed and knew that the inner city was broken.

The formation is connected to the sea of ​​luck and clouds, so it is indestructible. However, at this time, the luck is burned out, and the ban formation that was previously unbreakable and could not be broken by many cultivators' attacks also lost its reliance!

Many people began to be on guard. The monks from the inner city gathered in densely on the city gate. Some of them kept praying, while others looked extremely ugly.

The scroll behind Chongyue flew out and pulled the clear water. Countless clear waters seemed to have found the source and flew up and poured into the scroll that was only the size of a palm.

The scroll flew back to her hand, and Chongyue stopped moving.

Countless water droplets surrounded Xue Limeng and finally flew into her body. That was her Taoist Dharma.

When the old man saw this scene, his expression relaxed.

"Isn't it worth it? You self-destructed and died back then. Wasn't it just to protect your clan? What's wrong with you today?"

Yin Mingxin did not answer, but shook his head slightly, then walked towards the old man, crossing a thousand feet in one step!

"But it's good, after all, some seeds were left!" Yin Mingxin looked at the inner city, and saw too many emotions. He just shook his head, "Your power comes from them, but... Now you are weak!"

"It's okay... Maybe it's hard to say that you can drag you back together!" said the old man, his words were extremely relaxed, but everyone knew that this was the last word, so one more word was missing.

Yin Mingxin nodded, his eyes extremely solemn, "Yes, but I don't like the old man, so... go alone!" With a palm, the thunder exploded in the sky and earth, and the Taoist sounds spread all over the two of them. At this time, they were already fighting together, and the light and shadows were shaking. In just a moment, thousands of magical powers collided.

Countless cracks suddenly emerged on the inner city walls, and monks were affected.

The two of them immediately moved to the battlefield, shaking the aftermath, and disappeared in an instant, only thunder suddenly appeared in the distance!

The arrows were densely filled with rain, covering the sky and the sun, and countless sounds piercing the flesh and blood were connected together, like raindrops hitting a paper window, and then the window paper was soaked, but now what was soaked is not the window paper, but the bodies of monks.

It was like meteors spreading all over the sky, and the magical powers brought the rays of light, creating a long rainbow, burning one after another, cutting through the void, gorgeous and fatal!

The two sides were in contact at the first time, and there were large numbers of deaths at the first time, countless lives wailed, struggled, and then disappeared.

The earth was soaked, and it was impossible to tell whether it was water or blood. It was just that the pungent smell made many people feel nauseated. The white city walls added color in an instant, as if they had gone through countless years, and there was no trace of white again.
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