The people from the Source Clan were not excited, but instead knelt down one by one.

As he was singing, the gray sky became even more gloomy because of the chanting. At this time, all the monks felt the strangeness and turned to look at the people of the Source Clan.

The chief had slowly fallen down and was held in the palm of his hand by the giant.

The iron-torn magma giant suddenly had two fiery red magma slid in his eyes.

The chief... has run out of energy and the lamp is gone.

This is the case with people from the Source Clan. Every time they use the Source Power, they consume their lives.

Not to mention that the chief used his own source power to control the magma giant.

This atmosphere was very sad, and Luo Shian was extremely guilty. He took out a tube of spiritual beast blood from his body, and only these things could slightly delay his death.

But everyone knows that this is not a solution. At most, it can only relieve him for a few breaths.

"I should have discovered that the people here are not like us. They can recover by using spiritual power. The source power they use is extremely harmful to their bodies. Every time they use it, they consume life!" Luo Shi'an was extremely upset.

The chief laughed and said, "You don't have to waste beast blood. You have the source pattern, and this beast blood is more useful to you."

Luo Shi'an ignored it, and the chief said again: "Don't struggle with crops anymore, I know my own affairs."

"I want you to promise me something!"

"You said, I will definitely help you!" Luo Shian said with a little sadness and forced himself to do so.

"Then I will take advantage of the troubles of others. Our monks are all cursed people, and everyone has sins. I just want you to relieve their curses when you become an immortal."

Luo Shian became even more sad and said to himself: "I don't know if I can be ranked in the Immortal Class if I can defeat the void!"

He nodded and said, "Okay, I promised you!"

The chief laughed loudly after hearing this, and turned to the monks of the Source clan and said, "You don't have to be sad, Luo Shi'an will be your chief in the future!"

"Chief...Chief...Chief..."

"Chief...Chief...Chief..."

"Chief...Chief..."

...

Before Luo Shi'an could agree, a loud shout suddenly sounded. The Source Clan really wanted him to be their chief, and he had already felt it deeply.

This is a group of abandoned people, a group of poor people.

Luo Shian suddenly felt a sense of pride: "Okay, I'm sure this chief. From now on, I'll give you a free self!"

The chief died and burned his life to draw out the magma giant source pattern.

It can be said that he died for Luo Shi'an. At this moment, Luo Shi'an felt a little uncomfortable. He would protect the people of the Source Clan in the future, even if they were considered to be the demon clan.

He will try every means to relieve the curse of the Source Clan, because the Source Clan is his own person.

There were no other monks in this area except for their own people, and everyone else was scared away.

However, the sky was gray. Except for Luo Shi'an, no one else knew whether there were anyone else ambushing nearby.

The chief fell, and naturally there was no magma giant. The only one in their side was Huang Tingzhan. No matter how brilliant it was before, he was extremely nervous at this time.

Therefore, even if the people of the Source clan lost the old chief, they would not dare to cry loudly.

On the contrary, when Luo Shian was the next chief, they shouted at a huge price.

It is nothing more than a kind of heroic spirit of an old chief who wins a battle. Other people who don’t know why really think so.

Luo Shi'an and others had no stronghold in Luoze. They took advantage of the power of killing the cultivators of Zhaixing Pavilion and went directly to the original stronghold of the Immortal Sect.

The alliance monks who had already been recovered were paying attention to their movements all the time.

The large troops of Luo Shi'an were walking in their direction, and they felt as uncomfortable as if they had eaten their stool.

Ji Chengxuan roared angrily: "Luo Shi'an, is this trying to kill everyone?"

"This bastard, he doesn't even have any old feelings. He is crazy. He is just a ungrateful wolf and a demon."

There was no choice but to give an order: "Pack up your things as fast as possible and leave!"

He was very frustrated. He had no idea how many years the Immortal Gate stronghold was in Luoze. He had never had such a situation.

Being forced away alive, this put a shame on Ji Chengxuan and others' records. Such a stain will hinder their progress in the future.

"Luo Shi'an, Huang Tingzhan, you and I will never stop!" Ji Chengxuan's teeth clattered.

At this time, the monks from the alliance looked at him and really threw their faces to grandma's house.

Luo Shi'an and others walked towards the immortal gate. Suddenly, Luo Shi'an asked them to stop and came to the front of the team and stared quietly in front of them, as if there was some ferocious beast there.

No one spoke, and the scenes of thousands of people were silent. Such discipline was moving.

After a long time, there was still no movement ahead.

Although Luo Shi'an's prestige has increased a lot during this period, they still feel a little confused when such a thing happens.

There is nothing, why stop?

After a while, there was still no movement. Some monks couldn't help it. Just as they were about to ask, they suddenly heard a subtle sound.

At the beginning, it was still inaudible, but gradually the sound became louder and louder. When I heard it carefully, there were actually quite a few people.

Among these people, there are many masters. The footsteps of Wu Shuai and Wu Wang walking are different, and there is also the faint sound of wind at this time. Wu Shuai's sword is also very different from Wu Wang Tengyun.

The sound of the sword is sharp, and the air flow of the sky is soft.

Huang Tingzhan hurriedly made a sound ban on the people behind him, and everyone was dormant and they wanted to fight back.

In Loze, they have no friends, only enemies.

These people must also be their enemies.

However, Luo Shian saw it clearly in the system. There were monks from the Nether Palace in front of him, and almost 70% of the monks from the Nether Palace were found in this team.

The two Netherworld envoys led the team ahead, with extremely strong momentum, and it was obvious that the visitor was not good.

Luo Shian thought to himself: "The monks from the Nether Palace are coming in this direction, and they are coming with great momentum and very fast speed. They must be coming for us."

But I can't figure out why they came.

Logically speaking, they definitely knew the invincible charm of the magma giant just now, but these people were still chasing them as usual, which was somewhat strange.

"Does they know how to crack it?" It's not that there is no possibility, because the Ghost King was so powerful at that time, they still found the way to crack it. The Soul-breaking Technique made the Ghost King suffer a lot. Who can be sure that they don't know how to crack the magma giant?

If this is the case, then they will be in danger.

The monks on Luo Shi'an's side were not proud of themselves, just waiting for an ambush. The enemy is in the light and I am in the dark, and there is no possibility of defeating the strong with the weak.
Chapter completed!