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Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty: Blood Catastrophe

"Huh!? What's that thing? What a terrifying fluctuation!"

"Thunder Fire Essence Bead!? It is the human race's thunder Fire Essence Bead. You will die if you touch the life orifice!"

"What!? Dodge and dodge quickly!"

"Don't act rashly! There is also outside the tribe, which is the human race's heavy weapon of war, the spirit gathering tower formation, and it is said that its power is comparable to that of a powerful person with a Dharma image!"

"What a joke!? A blow from a powerful figure?! Wouldn't that mean that so many spiritual gathering formations exploded together, the entire tribe would probably be razed to the ground!?"

"Look at the sky! There are so many flying swords! Thousands of top-quality flying swords, including hundreds of flying swords!"

"This is going crazy!"

...

After a brief moment of daze, the entire square was in panic and then fell into a dead silence.

The members of the Jiuli tribe are brave and good at fighting and are not afraid of challenges, but this does not mean that they are not afraid of death, at least they do not want to die in an unknown way.

The wrinkles on the old patriarch's face were squeezed into a ball, and his eyes were cold: "Human boy, these things are useless to me."

The Dharma image is powerful and powerful!

If it were an ordinary cultivator, under the pressure of the old patriarch, he would have been broken and could not move... But Zhuo Yunxian would be detached from his will, so how could he be suppressed by the other party?

"Captain Jiuli, I will naturally have no choice but to do anything to you, but as long as I have one thought, under the Dharma image, all the Jiuli people here will die!"

"you……"

The old patriarch was extremely angry and his face looked gloomy and gloomy. However, he did not stimulate Zhuo Yunxian anymore, so he did not dare to bet on the entire Jiuli tribe.

People from other tribes were also extremely nervous, fearing that they would harm the fish. They just came to watch a ceremony and did nothing. It would be a bit unfair to just bury the Jiuli tribe with them.

"The Jiuli tribe, either release people or die together."

There was no emotional fluctuation in Zhuo Yunxian's eyes, and it seemed that hundreds of thousands of lives were insignificant in his heart.

Li Tianqi said furiously: "Zhuo Yunxian, you... are you crazy!?"

"Yes."

Zhuo Yunxian nodded expressionlessly: "I have been crazy since the day my family was destroyed. If I don't put life and death aside, how can I live to death? The Jiuli tribe has been passed down for a long time and can let you bury my brothers with me, and it's not in vain for me to come here."

There is no killing intention and no evil spirit soars into the sky, but just a few plain words make people shudder and fear.

"You dare!?"

The old patriarch viciously leaned on the wooden guard in his hand, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind. Unfortunately, after thinking about it, he was not sure that he could stop Zhuo Yunxian.

The Thunder Fire Essence Bead can be detonated with just one thought. Thousands of flying swords are equally fierce and fierce. What's even more terrifying is that the spirit gathering tower array is placed outside the tribe. It is beyond the reach of trying to stop it.

Zhuo Yunxian said indifferently: "Captain Jiuli, for me, there is nothing to dare to do, because I died once five years ago... Sometimes, living is not much more enjoyable than dying. If you watch your loved ones be humiliated, if you bow down, if you are not free, then I would be better than dying."

"Buzz!"

The space was twisted, and a white crane appeared behind Zhuo Yunxian, with scorching flames burning all over his body, arrogant and transcendent, high above, as if an arrogant emperor... The emperor can die or defeat, but he cannot bow his head.

No one doubted Zhuo Yunxian's determination because they saw a tragic and resolute aura scattered on each other.

"Brother..."

Zhuo Yuwan's eyes were filled with tears, and he unconsciously remembered the scene of Zhuo Yunxian's natural soul back then.

Xiao Yiran and Huangfu Jiuzhen were silent, their hearts were quite heavy, as if Zhuo Yunxian was closing himself to a dead end every step.

"etc--"

Li Tian suddenly spoke and said loudly: "Zhuo Yunxian, don't be impulsive, I...I promised to let your sister go, don't do anything randomly!"

Everything happened because of Li Tian. Even if he didn't think about himself, he would bow his head and compromise for the members of the Jiuli tribe.

"Li Tian..."

The old patriarch wanted to say something, and Li Tian knelt in front of him: "Class, I'm sorry, sorry! This farce should be over. This is my final decision. Please allow the patriarch."

"You, why are you doing!"

The old patriarch showed bitterness on his face and helped Li Tian up: "I originally wanted to wait for you to get married and pass the position of patriarch to you, but now... it's all for you, let's follow you."

While speaking, the old patriarch waved his hand and untied Zhuo Yuwan's body and restored his cultivation.

Li Tian's move also gave the old patriarch and the Jiuli tribe a step, but he had to bear all the responsibilities and consequences.

The old patriarch looked at Li Tian, ​​then at the tribe members around him, and sighed deeply, as if he had suddenly become much older.

"Zhuo Yuwan..."

Li Tian walked to Zhuo Yuwan and suddenly didn't know what he should say. Then, he silently cut his palm, pulled out ten drops of heart blood and then merged into the heart-locking ring.

"Click!"

The locking ring fell, and Zhuo Yuwan subconsciously touched his neck.

At this moment, Zhuo Yuwan was happy, but she was more sad and guilty, because she knew very well how much risks Zhuo Yunxian and Xiao Yiran took to restore her freedom.

Li Tian picked up the lock ring on the ground and handed it to Zhuo Yuwan: "Actually, this lock ring is a good spiritual weapon. I'll give her to you for self-defense."

"Li Tian..."

Zhuo Yuwan was about to refuse, but Li Tian waved his hand and said, "I hope Miss Zhuo will not refuse, just treat it as the compensation from the Jiuli tribe."

"good."

Zhuo Yuwan hesitated for a moment, but when she saw Li Tian’s sincere gaze, she still agreed.

Seriously speaking, Li Tian is really good to Zhuo Yuwan. Apart from being unable to be free, Li Tian basically did not feel sorry for her at all, so Zhuo Yuwan never hated him.

"sister."

Zhuo Yunxian pulled Zhuo Yuwanna down and turned to Li Tiandao again: "Young clan leader, I have something to ask about. I hope the young clan leader will tell you the truth."

"What's up?"

Li Tian likes Zhuo Yuwan, but his attitude towards Zhuo Yunxian is not very friendly. If Zhuo Yunxian and Xiao Yiran had not interfered with it, he might have already embraced the beauty.

Zhuo Yunxian didn't care about the other party's attitude and asked, "Young Master, how did you know that my sister has ice bloodline?"

"This... was told by the ninth envoy of the Ancestral Temple."

Li Tian thought about it and found that he was hiding it. After all, many people know that this is not a secret.

"impossible!"

A sudden sound came out, and it was Tianheng, the bald boy from the Ancestral Temple, who spoke up to reject it.

However, at this moment, several blood lights from the crowd soared into the sky and instantly detonated the surroundings.
Chapter completed!
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