Although it is a dragon corpse formed by resentment, it has been born with wisdom for so many years in 100,000 mountains, and the wisdom is not weaker than the human race.

So the dragon corpse knew that he and the gang members were played by the Liren dragon.

The battle of Li Renlong was exhausted, and the Jiuli tribe could not stay in this 100,000 mountain. How could there be any means to trap it after the war?

Silently staring at the direction of the Li Ren dragon for a moment, the dragon corpse flew away to the distant sky with a group of magma fire dragons.

Although calculated by Li Renlong, the dragon corpse has no complaints against Li Renlong...

Hundreds of thousands of mountains have already flowed into a river, and in the pouring rain, there is blood in the sky.

A group of people gathered up the dull mood, began to treat their companions, and packed up their clothes.

Although this battle killed one hundred thousand soldiers and generals in the pseudo heavenly court, the Jiulian formation was destroyed.

In such a situation, can the puppet puppet heavenly court be willing to give up?

I believe it won't take long for the manchu pseudo-temple to prepare for the second wave of attacks against the 100,000 mountains. Today's Jiuli tribe has no strength to meet the next battle.

While everyone was preparing, Li Mo took the elders of the Jiuli tribe and other strongholds in the cottage to choose a resting place for Li Renlong.

That is Feng Yuwei's Phoenix Underground Palace. Without a map, no one else can enter. After all, the map is the key.

Li Renlong is buried here, everyone is at ease.

Today's Jiuli tribe, there are only more than 20 people left in the fairyland.

The nine elders of the Presbyterian Church have only four remaining.

Dongfang Yibai, Li Mo, Li Xue and Marine Warfare. So even if this station wins, the casualties will be heavy.

"Grandpa, rest in peace. I have left the clan in a few days. But you can rest assured that when the Jiuli tribe stands at the top of this world, we will definitely win you back. Take a look!"

Li Mo knew that the biggest wish of the Li people in his life was to kill the 100,000 mountains with the Jiuli tribe.

Even Li Renlong in his youth took this as his life goal.

But when Li Renlong sat in this position, he realized that the goal was so difficult.

A group of people kneeled on their knees, slammed three heads at Li Renlong, and then hurried out with Li Mo.

The former Lingxiao Mountain has disappeared and replaced by a flat ground.

Meng Zhentian and other nightmare strong men are waiting here, kneeling in front of them are the captives of the pseudo heavenly court.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers and generals, as many as five thousand captives. This is not as big as the Jiuli tribe, where everyone dares to fight.

"Dad, what do they do?"

Pointing to those who were surrounded by the strong people of the Jiuli tribe, they have sealed the puppet heavenly strongmen who have been cultivated. Egg egg asked Meng Zhentian.

"killed."

Meng Zhentian didn't even look at the captives, the **** commands, but the tone was plain and scary.

"Ah... don't kill me!"

"I surrender!"

"..."

Hearing Meng Zhentian's words, more than 5,000 captives in front of him suddenly cried out to cry.

Since they can surrender, they naturally want to live.

The bursts of howling made Meng Zhentian upset and scolded.

"You surrender? I'm afraid the battle will start, you will be defeated!"

It's precisely not trusting them, and letting them go back is also the strength that encourages the Pseudo Heavenly Court. So Meng Zhen genius decided to kill them.

"No! We will definitely not fight back..."

At this time, the voice of a strong man and horse drew Meng Zhentian's gaze.

"Master Meng Zhentian, forgive me! I have a big event!"

"father?"

He noticed Meng Zhentian's gaze, and egg asked.

Meng Zhentian didn't speak, but just nodded.

Then, the strong man of the horse race was picked up by the two powerful nightmares.

Although this strong man had cultivation practice in the late stage of the fairyland, he was blocked even by the guards of the Nightmare clan.

"I remember you called Ma Yuan, right?"

Meng Zhentian gazed at Ma Yuan and asked.

That sharp look shocked Ma Yuan's body, and then Ma Yuan nodded in a hurry.

"Yes, the small one is Ma Yuan, the elder of the Centaur Race."

This time, the strongest team from the pseudo-Tianren-horse race led by this team is Ma Yuan. This time, there is no strong man in Heavenly Wonderland, so there will be a bit of everyone.

In this battle, the Centaurs can't make waves.

"Speak."

No interest and Ma Yuanduo said, Meng Zhentian asked faintly.

"This one……"

Ma Yuan hesitated for a moment, and a quizzical question and answer, "That, I said. Can an adult spare my life?"

Meng Zhentian frowned. "You are not qualified to bargain with me."

The voice fell, and the two nightmare guards behind Ma Yuan immediately stepped forward and pressed Ma Yuan,

Then, two other guards picked up the spears. Still waiting for Ma Yuan to resist, two spears snorted and pierced Ma Yuan's calf, bloody, nailing Ma Yuan to the ground rigidly.

"what!"

Ma Yuan felt a painful ricket on the ground, screaming and sweating.

It has to be said that Ma Yuan, the second elder of the Clan, is indeed not as hard as the Dongfeng bone of the Clan elder.

"I said, I said."

Ma Yuan hurriedly shouted, "Emperor... Guzu even if your nightmare tribe will dispatch elite assistance to the Jiuli tribe. So while we attacked the Jiuli tribe, there was already a team of men attacking the nightmare city."

The severe pain made Ma Yuan's voice tremble and weak.

"father!"

Listening to Ma Yuan's words, Egg's face suddenly changed.

Didn't think of it, the ancestral ancestors of the Cui tribe had just been established, and the ancestors of the Cui ancestors had the confidence to divide their troops and fight!

"No problem."

Meng Zhentian's face was sullen and his face did not change at all.

"Four major forces in Zhongzhou, three of them participated in the Pseudo Heavenly Court. So at that time, Dad and his ancestors had studied. If the Pseudo Heavenly Court really attacked our nightmare city. The descendants of the Nightmare tribe would all enter the secret realm to escape, and the secret realm will become a world. It can provide a long life for our people. Waiting for the counterattack."

There is no way, the pseudo-celestial court established by the ancestors is too powerful. It is so powerful that the Nightmare tribe has to avoid its edge and cannot fight it.

"Heirs? What about those branches?"

The egg is pale and has a bad hunch.

Meng Zhentian looked silently "death or surrender."

"Dad! The secret realm of our nightmare is so big, why not let all the tribes enter the secret realm!"

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Meng Zhentian looked at the egg seriously, and said solemnly

"Yi Chen, you must remember. Those who do big things must not be soft-hearted! The ancestors of the Guzu should not be underestimated, otherwise how would the Jade Xiao above the 10,000 people under the Jiuli tribe betray the Jiuli tribe?"

"The nightmare tribe has developed over the years, and there are much more people from the branch tribes than from the heirs. The fish and dragons are mixed, and if they are brought in, they will not be able to rely on the ancestral ancestors.

Once the secret area is exposed, it is the day of our nightmare annihilation! "

Without being in his position and not seeking his own politics, how can Meng Zhentian be willing to let his tribe die?

But for the nightmare, this can only be done.

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