Yin and Yang Dual Cultivation

Chapter 482 Surrender or Die

"It's very possible, did other tribes attack the Fire Clan?" The other person also frowned, but he was not worried about the Fire Clan, but was afraid that if his tribe took a step late, the good things of the Fire Clan would be divided up for fun .

"I didn't get any news. Could it be that the Feng Clan and the Mogan Clan joined forces to take down the Fire Clan?"

Among the five people, except for one person in the middle who did not speak, the other four people began to guess at each other, but after talking and talking, there was no result of the discussion.

"Stop arguing. If any of you go to inquire, you will know everything. No matter what the result, isn't our strength still intact?" After a long while, the man in the center slowly opened his eyes and closed the coffin. conclusion.

"Okay, brother, I'll just check it out!" The man who spoke first quickly agreed, and after getting his brother's consent, he turned around and walked out of the tent.

"Patriarch, something is wrong!" But before the man walked out of the tent, he saw a clan spy running in staggeringly and kneeling on the ground, his face full of panic and fear.

"What's the matter, rash, don't you know where this is?" The first man who was about to walk out of the tent was full of displeasure, because this spy was the one he sent to make contact with the Mogan tribe.

"It's not good, Fifth Master, the Mogan tribe has been slaughtered. Except for the young one who came out to report the news, all the tribe members whose cultivation level is above the alchemy stage have been killed!" At this time, the spy lay on the ground On the ground, he said tremblingly, as if he had been frightened by something frightening.

But the Tu Clan that the spies said was true. On the barren land of Beizhou, if there were no monks in the alchemy stage to take care of them, it would be even more cruel to be slaughtered by the Tu Clan. tribes as slaves.

"What? What did you say!" The patriarch of the Wula clan jumped up immediately, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of that clansman. Calm look.

The trembling body of the spy who was held by the head of the Wula clan, under the aura of the head of his own body, immediately poured feces and urine, and the whole tent smelled bad.

But at this time, the five people in the tent were not there at all, and the other four stood up in shock at the same time behind the patriarch, their faces full of absurdity and disbelief.

But we really can’t blame them for having such expressions and moods, but this news is too shocking, because the clan strength of the Mogan clan is almost equal to that of the Ula clan, and even stronger to a certain extent, because There are a total of six Mogan venerables.

"Do you know what will happen to you if you dare to lie about the military situation?!" Although the patriarch of the Wula tribe recovered from the shock at this time, his face became more and more gloomy and terrifying.

"Master Patriarch, I have indeed seen it with my own eyes, and those people who slaughtered the Mogan tribe are the Raging Fire tribe, and they are coming here now!" Although the spies had exhausted their spiritual energy, they still held their breath Said it, and then fell into a coma.

"Brother, what should we do?" At this time, the five people in the tent were all panicked. Although they still didn't want to believe it, what they believed more was that the spy would never have the guts to deceive themselves.

"What to do? Immediately rush to the Wind Clan. No matter what the reason is, as long as the five of us don't die, the Ula Clan will still exist!" The eldest brother among the five was also feeling cold at this time, and said decisively.

"What about the clansmen?" the patriarch's fifth younger brother said in a deep voice.

"Don't care about so much, it's better than dying here! Let's go now!" The patriarch of the Wula tribe had a gloomy face, and he was about to soar into the sky immediately, without even notifying the tribe.

Although the faces of the other four were extremely gloomy, and their hearts were even tighter, they also knew very well that when there was no conflict of spirits at this time, they all followed behind their elder brother, and they were about to soar into the sky.

"Haha, brother Wula, where are you going in a hurry?" But before the five of them rushed out of the tent, a loud shout came from the sky above the Wula tribe.

"Damn, why so fast!" After hearing the voice, all five members of the Wula tribe changed their faces, but their hearts became more and more fearful. According to what the spy said, he was already there when someone attacked the Mogan tribe. After rushing back, they arrived in the front and rear feet, and they even slaughtered the Mogan tribe during this time.

With the sound of a loud laugh, and then several sounds of breaking through the air, bringing the person who spoke earlier, there were already seven monks in the Venerable Realm above the heads of the crowd.

"Go up first, look for opportunities to break through! Those who have the opportunity to run out can run as far as they can." The patriarch of the Wula tribe's face became more and more gloomy. This sentence was indeed transmitted through spiritual consciousness, and then the five people broke through the tent and came into the air .

But when the five people came to the sky above the Ula tribe, they found that they were completely surrounded. Among them, the two venerables each guarded a position in the middle stage, the two venerables in the middle stage, and the two venerables in the late stage each guarded a position. A long-clothed man in the middle of the Venerable was guarding a position alone.

It's not that no one in the Wula tribe found the traces of these seven people, but after the seven people released their aura without concealment, the entire Wula tribe suddenly felt that a whole dark cloud was pressing on their heads, let alone rising into the sky. Even resisting the aura of the Venerable Realm is difficult.

"Brother Lie Tu, Brother Lie Zhao, I don't know what you guys are talking about when you come to the Ula tribe?" The patriarch of the Wula tribe kept looking around, but clasped his fists at the two late-stage monks.

These seven people are exactly Li An, Lie Yue and his party. They rushed here non-stop after they took down all the Venerable Realm of the Mogan clan with the speed of thunder. At this time, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. , Thankfully they didn't let them run out.

"Stop pretending to be confused here. There are two choices, either kneel down and surrender, or die!" Before the second uncle Lie Yue could speak, the third uncle Lie Yue, also known as Lie Zhao, the patriarch of the Wula clan, said unceremoniously.

Lie Zhao was the first to arrive at the Wula tribe, and he was smiling just now, but when he saw that Li An and his group followed, he immediately changed his expression.

"Brother Lie Zhao, are you trying to force us to die?" Now that Lie Zhao has broken through, the head of the Wula tribe really has no shame in continuing to pretend to be confused.

"Hehe, the fish is dead and the net is broken? I'm afraid only the fish is dead and the net is not broken!" Lie Zhao laughed disdainfully, and looked at the five members of the Wula tribe with even more contempt.

"Brother, tell them so much what to do, just go straight, and you will die. When have we, the Wula tribe, been afraid of anyone!" Before the patriarch of the Wula tribe could speak, his fifth younger brother said with an angry face.

"Shut up!" Patriarch Wula yelled at his fifth brother, then smiled again, looked at Lie Zhao and said.

(End of this chapter)