The ancient trees in the jungle are lit by flames. Those old trees are full of vitality and should not be ignited so easily. But those flames also fly in ordinary flames, which are Taoist fires.

The cultivators of the Returning Realm condensed the Taoist fruit. The Taoist fruit contained too much power. These forces radiated out, some formed ice, some formed strong wind, and some formed flames, but no matter which one represents the ultimate of this origin.

So, the ancient trees were lit and forests were submerged.

A big snake winds like a mountain range, with scales cutting off trees and rocks, and sand and gravels flying as they move, forming a storm.

The old mountain god changed into a human form, his breath exploded, and a ghost appeared. This was his body condensed, and even the void could not bear it.

A figure followed him, a barbarian monk, an old man with a blood-colored head almost falling to the ground, but such a strong man was following him like a puppet at this time.

This is indeed a puppet. Lao Shan God used silent secret technique to erase the mind of this strong man, leaving only the body, making him a puppet.

The old mountain god opened his mouth and roared, shattering the shadows flying towards him, bloody rain flying all over the sky, and life was like a mustard of grass!

"Kill!" Lao Shan God debuted, and the puppet behind him flew up and rushed into the crowd, and the people roared.

"Old ancestor!"

This is their ancestor, one of the three strong men in this tribe. He was originally to protect them, but at this time he became a butcher and they were a group of ants.

There is no suspense in the battle.

After half a cup of tea, a strong smell of blood came from the Qingman tribe, and the good wind was born, making people frightened. The puppet returned and stood behind the old mountain god.

The old mountain god opened his mouth and spit out a sword light, which penetrated into the clouds.

A bloody rain fell, a huge figure of Dharma image fell, and his head was cut off.

Xue Limeng held a lotus in his hand. The lotus bloomed, and a head rolled out. There was a fragrance in the lotus and a golden liquid flowed. Xue Limeng opened her mouth and took the liquid. Suddenly, divine light flowed outside her body, and countless light spots were hidden in it, with mysterious colors.

"Fortunately... I'm immortal, my qi and blood have declined, otherwise I'll have to explain my life..." Xue Limeng's battle was not easy. Her soul was crowd-created. She threw out her divine weapon, which was the lotus, but it had already shattered at this time.

"After all, it's not my own thing, it's not easy to use!" Seeing the lotus shattered, Xue Limeng sighed a little. This was the magic treasure given to her by her teacher, and she never thought it had turned into a Taoist path.

With a loud bang, a Luo horse swelled out of the mountains and forests, and a strong man was bound to come. The Luo horse disappeared, and Yin Mingxin walked over, his face a little pale.

"I didn't expect that the mountain god was his second soul!" Yin Mingxin spit out a villain, who was exactly the man he tied up, but the villain had many chains on his body and was sealed.

The man looked at the few people and said, "Why is this?" He looked at him without anger, only a sense of sadness and guilt.

This is a middle-aged man, even though he is covered in scars, he has a sense of majesty on his body.

Laoshan Shinto said: "Someone in the witch clan wants to take your life!"

The man nodded without much surprise and smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect that there was a very poison, and it was sent by my youngest son!"

Qing Ruxu was found by the white ape, and his face was a little pale, but because of the poisoning before, it was because of shock!

"I regret it!" he said, looking at Mu Ming walking in the distance, his heart felt sour.

"My poor child!" The middle-aged man had all his cultivation level blocked, and he walked slowly towards him and touched Qing Ruxu's head.

Qing Ruxu roared: "You are not worthy!"

The middle-aged man groaned and his mouth was bleeding.

The Fish Intestine Sword stabbed his heart, and the hilt was in Qing Ruxu's hand.

The old mountain god and others were slightly shocked, but they did not stop it. The middle-aged man was like a mortal at this time, and he had no cultivation at all.

"Living well!" The middle-aged man said nothing, nor was he surprised, but just touched Qing Ruxu's head again, full of love.

"Why! Why don't you avoid it!" Qing Ruxu's eyes were red and he asked.

"Why?" The middle-aged man looked around and finally looked at the white ape.

The white ape looked at the name of the wood. The name nodded slightly. Two streams of light flew out of the white ape's mouth, and the streaming light dispersed, and there were two figures.

Qing Rumo and Qing Ruye, both of them fainted at this time.

The white ape did not kill, but kept these two people.

"Please take action!" The middle-aged man looked at the old mountain god. The old mountain god shook his head helplessly, but two green lights flew out of his hands and penetrated into the two brothers' bodies.

The two brothers woke up and were furious at first, but after seeing everything around them, they were silent and full of regret.

"Dad!" They knelt on the ground, their eyes closed tightly.

The middle-aged man walked over, helped them up, and said, "The clan elders would come up with this bad idea, which hurts his father and you. I don't say sorry for my father!"

The two brothers focused their focus, Qing Rumo looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Dad, it's all my fault. If it weren't for this, the third brother wouldn't have been like this!"

The middle-aged man shook his head and laughed, but he was a little bitter.

"I don't blame you!"

Qing Rumo looked at Qing Ruye and said, "Second brother, you and I have fought for so many years, but I didn't expect this to happen, just... Brother, let's take a step first!"

Qing Rumo slapped her forehead, and her cultivation was completely dispersed, her forehead was shattered, the spiritual platform collapsed, blood flowed out, and the light of the soul overflowed and dissipated.

Qing Rumo then looked at Qing Ruxu, but said nothing and slowly closed her eyes.

"Brother!" Qing Ruye burst into tears, grabbed Qing Rumo who was lying on the ground frantically, and finally cried, but nothing more than silent.

He suddenly turned around and looked at Kissushu and said, "I killed your mother! You bastard!"

The middle-aged man was silent and just whispered: "Second, I don't blame you for being a father!"

Qing Ru also laughed loudly. He was already crazy. He looked at Qing Ruxu and said, "Your mother and the clumsy were thinking about murdering their father. I appeared and then killed her. If my father hadn't remembered the old love, you bastard would have died long ago! Don't... I regret it!"

Qing Ruxu slowly walked over, and the Yuyan Sword was lifted up by him, and then pierced into Qing Ruye's eyebrows.

"At that time, you stabbed my mother's eyebrows with your sword!"

Qing Ruye's face turned red, but his eyes showed mockery, "For so many years, I'm very happy to see you live like a dog! If my father hadn't stopped you..."

Qing Ruxu pulled out the short sword and stabbed into his throat.

Qing Ruye wanted to say something, but when the words reached his throat, they were interrupted, and there were only vague sounds, which was a curse!

The middle-aged man looked at this scene with no sorrow or joy, but at this time his mouth was covered in blood, and his heart was already soaked.

"Yuyan is unreasonable and cannot be convinced. I will kill the king, the son kills his father, and the younger brother kills his brother! Maybe it's fate, I won't blame you for being a father!"

The middle-aged man said to Qing Rumo and Qing Ruye that they didn't blame them, and now he said this to Qing Ruxu again.

Qing Ruxu pulled out the Fish Intestine Sword, slowly walked to the middle-aged man and said, "Why?"

The middle-aged man said, "Why? Yes, why?"

Qing Ruxu stabbed in again, but at this time a slap hit him in the face.

"Enough!"

Qing Ruxu flew backwards, Mu Ming looked at the short sword and said, "Why don't you?"

The middle-aged man was not angry or disappointed, but just smiled calmly: "Just like your poison, but it is more intense than your poison, and can poison my heart. You don't understand the feeling of loving someone... and you don't understand what it feels like to be hurt by the loved one!"

"There is nothing more than the death of the heart!"

Mu Ming was dumb and could guess something vaguely.

"Let the innocent tribe go!" After the middle-aged man said, he pointed to his eyebrows. He clearly had no cultivation, but his strength was gathering at his fingertips.

"I will release your cause and effect!" He pointed to Mu Ming's eyebrows.

Several people were shocked, and Yin Mingxin waved his hand and said, "This person's heart is dead!"

Mu Ming held him, his eyes showing compassion and bitterness.

Qing Ruxu rushed up, fear appeared in his eyes, and he pushed Mu Ming away, and he cried with the middle-aged man's body.

"Dad!"

A heart-wrenching roar came into everyone's ears and also reached the heart of the middle-aged man.

But the heart was stinged, pierced, and injured at this time.

The middle-aged man had some relief in his eyes and blood spurted out from his mouth.

"Dad, what are you going to say...Dad! Tell me, listen!"

"It's good...live...eye...it seems..."

Qing Ruxu was crazy. He kept repeating this sentence. He kept shaking the middle-aged man's body, but finally sobbed silently.

The middle-aged man had a smile in his eyes, but no glory was left.

Qing Ruxu fainted, biting her lips tightly, her face pale and looking very pitiful.

The clan members of the Old Tribe Association appeared at this time, and there were not many left.

They knelt on the ground, their eyes closed.

Other tribes also appeared 66 more times, and there were not many casualties among other tribes. Lao Shan Shen and others targeted monks, not ordinary people.

It was just these people looking at them with hatred.

Lao Shan Shen and others retreated and disappeared here.

Several people were silent, including Mu Ming, who felt physically and mentally exhausted.

Finally, the old mountain god spoke: "I read his memory!" He pointed to the puppet beside him and said: "That child is not the blood of the Qing barbarian tribe. His mother's tribe occupied a crystal mine, so he found disaster for the extermination of the clan."
To be continued...