The middle-aged man didn't listen to them, and just said impatiently: "All tribes can be sealed by the tokens given in the city, so why can't your tribe do it? If you stop it today, you will be charged with a further crime. I originally wanted to seal you for five years. If you don't let it go, it will be doubled!"

"Five years?!"

The elder's expression became even colder. Seeing that the man had already sacrificed the token, black mist spread out from the token. In an instant, the wind was bleak, and clouds gathered from all directions. The sky seemed to sink and pressed straight towards the temple. He did not dare to delay any longer. When he raised his eyes, a fierce tiger stepped on the wind suddenly rose from behind him and blocked the token in the air. The tiger was fierce, dozens of feet long, and a golden light was lingering all over his body. The power of the king was revealed. As soon as it appeared, the black shadow of the middle-aged man's mount could not help but shivered.

The tribe members were angry and no longer respected at first. They set up a formation and protected the temple and stared at the middle-aged man closely.

"Does it really mean that you can rebel?" The middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back: "You have to think clearly that if you want to stop me from enforcing the law, it will not be sealed for a few years!"

"Even if the gods are sealed for a year, it is not a loss that my tribe can bear." The elder refused to give in. There was a hidden anger in his eyes, but his face was still calm. Even when the sword was tense and about to break out, he bowed to the man and said, "If there is really something in my tribe who offended the people in the city, please tell me. We should admit our mistakes, but we will not accept the sealing of the gods."

If the gods are sealed for one year, then within this year, new warriors will not be born in the tribe. If they are sealed for three years, the power of the tribe will be greatly reduced, let alone if they are sealed for five years, and new warriors will not be born within five years. The tribe is very likely to completely decline, either gradually disappearing itself or being robbed and annexed by other tribes. No matter which situation, it is unbearable for the tribe members.

"It's stubborn."

The middle-aged man looked at them coldly and directly activated the power of the token.

This middle-aged man was just the most ordinary guard on duty in the city. In terms of strength, he could not even compare with the patriarch, let alone the elder. The reason why he was so arrogant was that he knew the difference between him and his family, so he didn't say much, so he took a step back and activated the token with all his strength.

Compared with his strength, he is indeed inferior to the people in this tribe, but he is not afraid of being angry with the generals. After all, the token in his hand was refined by the city lord himself, and it is a magic weapon with thirty-six restrictions. Once activated, he immediately showed infinite power.

The black fog in the air, which was blocked by the fierce wind of the tiger, rolled and suddenly turned into the shape of a three-headed python, and its body continued to grow, from the initial dozens of feet to hundreds of feet long. With a long snake tail swung, it smashed the surrounding wind barrier. The black fog spread out under the python, and in an instant it enveloped the entire tribe!

The faces of the clan leader and the elder changed drastically, and they did not dare to leave any strength. Two tigers appeared in the air. Their bodies were strong and their roars were slammed, blocking the giant python, not allowing them to approach the temple. The tribe members quickly separated, and the warriors with war patterns were connected to each other and turned into a giant tiger formation. They did not have the ability to show the battle patterns as the clan leader and the elders, but gathered the strength of the crowd and condensed a tiger. The three-headed tiger stood at the sky and kept fighting with the giant python.

"Just you, you also want to stop the city lord's order?"

The middle-aged man's strength was really not good. With magic weapons in hand, he would be blocked by the tribes. If he said it, he would be laughed at by his colleagues in the city. He also became angry and activated the token again. The dark fog was overturned and the tribe tribe was defeated with just one blow. Si Kou and other tribe members who had no war patterns were suppressed by this force of heaven and could not stand up. When the black fog turned into countless black snakes, he fell down and rushed away. Except for the clan leader and elder, the rest of the warriors were all knocked down by the black fog, and the tiger in the air was immediately missing.

The tribe was filled with wind and black snakes ran around. Except for the sacrifice temple where everyone was guarding each other forever, the houses collapsed and the rocks were rushing away, all of which were in a mess.

The clan leader and the elders were equally incompetent. The tiger they showed lost the support of their clan's power and was grabbed by the giant python. After several struggles, they could not escape. Seeing a black light falling from the token in the sky, they wanted to seal the entire sacrificial temple, and a roar roared out of the sacrificial temple.

The totem gods of the Tiger Tribe have been nurtured for many years and have been connected to the bloodlines of the tribe. If the tribe is damaged, leaving only one spirit body will have no effect. In the event of crisis, they will appear from the temple.

But I saw a ball of golden light rising from the temple like the sun, and the light was shining everywhere. The body of a god was faintly visible inside. A white tiger raised its head and roared, and its roar shook the sky. Its body rose in the wind and turned into hundreds of feet in an instant. Its footsteps on the strong wind and came to the sky in an instant. Its golden light was everywhere, like a divine tiger coming to the world.

Immediately afterwards, the temple sacred temple burst out thousands of golden light, directly breaking through the black fog in the sky.

The tribe members were immediately happy: "It's the totem that appears!"

The fierce power scattered all over the place and collided with the surging black fog. Suddenly, the black fog seemed to hit the huge waves of a cliff, flipped back from the air, stirring endlessly, and the tribe was temporarily exempted from being overturned. The totem god pounced on the giant python in the air when he arrived at the high altitude!

The middle-aged man's face also changed, and then he twisted slightly. He spread his hands and sacrificed all his strength into the token's body, and said sternly: "Seal to me!"

The reward and punishment token sealed the soul of a three-headed giant python. After the blood sacrifice in the city, the giant python's soul was able to grow sharp claws in its belly, invincible, and could stir up the storm and clouds. It was many times stronger than before his death, but because his consciousness was wiped out, it could only be driven by people and became a weapon.

In Wangshan City, these tokens are not very clever magic weapons. Every year, people sent to the tribes of 100,000 mountains, and when collecting tributes, they would distribute dozens of yuan. Although the upper class didn't care much, they were already more than enough to deal with the tribes in the mountains.
Chapter completed!