"Help! Help!"

"Poison! Poisonous! So painful!"

"Kill! Kill all--"

"Dad! Mom! Don't-"

...

In Jiuli City, there was chaos, and there were endless roars and shouts, as if he was hell on earth.

The blood poison is no more contagious than others. However, once it is infected, it will not die immediately. Instead, it becomes a poisonous person. Not only does it have extremely strong combat power, but it has no intelligence and is not afraid of death. It just instinctively wants to kill the "alien species" around it.

Especially the special physique of the Jiuli tribe, most of the tribes have crazy blood, and once they are infected with blood poison, the attack will become even more crazier.

...

Due to the damage to the ban in Jiuli City, when Li Tian brought Zhuo Yunxian back to the city, the scene was completely out of control, hundreds of thousands of tribes were in chaos, and there was no way to rescue them one by one.

"Bai He, what should I do? Only a few of us can save how many people? Why not evacuate!"

Taomen Dadao cleaned up the poisonous people while complaining. In such a chaotic situation, even saving his life is a problem, so how can he care about saving people?

Although the master of fate can fight a hundred, facing thousands of madmen, only the drowning life can be overwhelmed. Those who dare to resist are either fools or madmen.

Li Tian didn't say anything, just fought silently... Hearing the words of Taomen Dao, Li Tian gradually became angry and despaired.

Now it is not just the poisonous people, but even the Jiuli people are red in their eyes and cannot stop at all. How to save people? How to quell the rebellion?

"Li Tian, ​​go to the center of the square immediately, raise the totem flag, beat the war drums, and gather morale."

Hearing Zhuo Yunxian's greeting, Li Tian's eyes lit up, as if a drowning man grabbed the last straw to save his life and rushed to the center of the square.

"Dong--"

"Dong!Dong!Dong!"

The sound of drums is beaten and the fighting spirit is determined.

Hearing the sound of the war drums, the atmosphere of the entire tribe suddenly changed, with a little more solemnity and less madness.

Except for a small number of elderly, weak, women and children, basically everyone in the Jiuli tribe is warriors, and the duty of the warriors is to fight... This is the pride engraved in the souls of the Jiuli tribe, and even the mad blood cannot erase their pride.

Therefore, hearing the war drums, many Jiuli people instinctively gathered towards the center of the square, and the situation was controlled.

"The divine mind turns into silk, the pure yang fire, go!"

Zhuo Yunxian pulled out the pure yang fire in his body, splitting it into countless small flames, controlling the explosion with his divine thoughts, and splashing like fireworks, driving away the blood mist and pulling out the blood poison.

The pure yang fire can control all evil spirits and be used to deal with only blood poison, so it is no problem.

I saw the fire passing by, dispelling the haze, and many Jiuli people were spared from the harm of blood poison.

"Baihe, what is this... what method is this!?"

Taomen Dadao was shocked, and Zhuo Yuwan and Xiao Yiran were also surprised.

They didn't expect that Zhuo Yunxian had such a sharp method, and at the same time they finally knew where Zhuo Yunxian got the confidence and dared to agree to Li Tian's rescue.

"not enough!"

When Zhuo Yunxian saw countless poisonous people rushing to the center of the square, he immediately stood in front of him.

“Buzz!”

The sword box opened, and thousands of flying swords were flying all over the sky, like a silver dragon, flashing cold light, sweeping away the poisonous people around.

Seeing this scene, many people were deeply shocked!

No one doubted at this moment, Zhuo Yunxian's flying sword was just a scary decoration.

"Dong!Dong!Dong!"

The drum beat was getting heavier and more and more Jiuli people gathered. When the combat power was formed, the pressure around the square gradually subsided and the situation gradually stabilized.

...

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"Boom boom boom boom--"

The air waves are turbulent, the sand and stones are flying, covering the sky and the earth!

Just as Zhuo Yunxian and others turned the tide and suppressed the chaos, the sky above Jiuli ancestral land was once again formed.

The Lord of the Tianmen fought against two, and moved with Zu Dao. Huangfu Jiuzhen confronted each other and vaguely gained the upper hand.

Duanmu, Qinghuo, and Kun Shang wanted to take the opportunity to compete for the Shenzhou Cauldron, but were stopped by Zhongsun’s Dharma Protector, Rain Master, Blood King and others.

The eight strong men competed for the battle, and the sky was dark!

With the infinite impact of terrifying fluctuations, the Jiuli ancestral land has completely become a ruin, and even the Jiuli City has been affected, with heavy casualties.

"hateful--"

Duanmu and Qinghuo clan elders glared and wanted to rescue them, but unfortunately they could not escape and could only watch the Jiuli tribe suffer bad luck.

"puff!"

Just as the two were distracted, Zhongsun’s guardian moved his figure and blocked Qinghuo. Master Rain and the King of Blood took this opportunity to join forces to attack Duanmu, cut off his right arm at the same root, and seriously injured.

"Be careful Duanmu...you all get out of here!"

Qinghuo almost saved Duanmu, and his body resisted the three of them in a joint attack, which greatly damaged his vitality and had to withdraw from the battle circle.

At this point, the Jiuli tribe has lost the qualification to compete for the Shenzhou tripod.

Seeing that Qinghuo and Duanmu were injured, Kun Shang knew that he was not as good as Zhongsun’s guardians, so he avoided the side and did not dare to move forward rashly.

"Are you still fighting now?"

The Lord of the Heavenly Sect looked at Zu Daoxing and Huangfu Jiuzhen indifferently, and had no intention of continuing to do so.

Zu Daoxing and Huangfu Jiuzhen were surrounded by three guardians Zhongsun, and they also knew that it was impossible to do this today, so they stopped.

However, at this moment, the storm suddenly changed, and smoke and dust filled the sky... Then twelve old men with black robe and hood fell from the sky and surrounded the Lord of the Heavenly Gate, Zhongsun Protector and others.

"Hehe, I'm finally here!"

When Kun Shang saw the visitor, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and quietly retreated to the distance, while Zhongsun Protector and others changed their expressions.

The twelve divine messengers are coming, and the twelve powerful Dharma images are strong.

"A bunch of old guys!"

The Lord of the Heavenly Gate frowned slightly, and there was a hint of disgust in his eyes.

"well!"

The first envoy sighed and slowly spoke: "Shao Muling, hand over the Shenzhou Cauldron! You should know the significance of the Shenzhou Cauldron to the wilderness!"

The Lord of the Heavenly Gate said expressionlessly: "A thousand-year disaster is coming, and the great struggle is coming. I plan for a hundred years and I can't wait any more."

The first god envoy said in a deep tone: "Without the Shenzhou Ding suppressing the Earth Evil, the entire wilderness will be infected by evil spirits, and billions of creatures will lose their minds. This place will become a purgatory on earth. How can you bear it?"

"If I become an immortal, I will not care about the flood."

The Lord of the Heavenly Sect replied coldly, and then a sarcastic smile appeared in the corner of his eyes: "I almost forgot that you are not a good thing either. Don't think that no one knows your dirty tricks, I know very well."

"Sin..."

The first envoy knew that persuasion was useless, so he had to do it: "Shao Muling, since you are obsessed with it, don't blame me for being rude."

Shao Muling disagreed and said, "What? I was so angry that I was embarrassed?"

"presumptuous!"

"Rareless? OK, I will show you one more time today."

Shao Muling was not long-winded and directly condensed the Dharma image. A huge stone door appeared behind her.
Chapter completed!