At the same time, Ling Shuang regained her freedom and fell from the air, and the divine ban that enveloped the Ling tribe village also disappeared.

"Hoo, roar..." The warriors of the Ling tribe instantly understood what was going on, and they roared in excitement. .

Ling Shan rushed to the weak Ling Shuang and helped her up, feeling a sudden rebirth in his heart.

"Qibei, where is Qibei?" Ling Shuang stood up, her divine crystal was broken, and the divine domain was still there. As soon as the altar and the divine chain disappeared, the divine power in her body began to flow. Slowly recovering, I didn't have any strength just now, but now I can stand up, and I'm looking around for Qi Bei's traces in a panic.

Ling Shan also looked around, but there was no trace of Qi Bei, he suddenly thought, Qi Bei and that witch **** died together.

For a while, the ecstatic Ling tribe warriors also fell silent. Now everyone knows Qi Bei's identity, and no one wants him to be in trouble.

Ling Shuang pushed Ling Shan aside and walked forward blankly. At this moment, she was like a lost little girl, looking for her way home.

Without Qi Bei, what she insisted on and pursued seemed to collapse at once. Before, she was still practicing hard, but the purpose of her practice was to follow Qi Bei pace of.

At this moment, a little golden light burst out like the sun, and Qi Bei's figure appeared in the golden light.

"Shuang'er, where are you going?" Qi Bei called out, looking at Ling Shuang, who was in a state of despair.

Ling Shuang's body froze, she turned around suddenly, and saw Qi Bei was looking at her with a smile.

"Qi Bei..." Ling Shuang screamed and threw herself into Qi Bei's arms, choked up: "I... I thought..."

"Think I'm dead?" Qi Bei patted Ling Shuang's pink back.

Ling Shuang nodded in Qi Bei's arms, her heart gradually became calm.

It's not that Ling Shuang is too fragile, but that women in love are fragile.

Qi Bei hugged Ling Shuang and suddenly remembered a problem, a very real problem. The powerhouse of his life may appear at any time.

For example, the witch **** just now should have existed in ancient times, and his strength is inexistent. Such people and gods have an incomparable control effect. It is difficult to say this battle today. Although Qi Bei has not fully exerted his strength, he feels that even if he wins, it is very likely to be a tragic victory. With bad luck, he is very likely to fall.

If one day he really falls, what will happen to those women who regard him as a root and a soul?

This is a difficult problem to solve, then, for them, he can't hang.

At this time, everyone in the Ling tribe village was cheering and cheering, celebrating that their Ling tribe escaped this disaster.

There are only Qibei, Lingshan, and the priest of the Ling tribe in the temples of the Ling tribe.

"Is this witch **** sent by the Mongolian tribe?" Qi Bei asked.

"There's nothing wrong, I can't forget the breath of this witch god, it's definitely from the Mongolian tribe, I just didn't expect the body and soul of the **** to be broken like that and still linger, but, after all, his strength was once An existence comparable to a primary god’s mansion is not something that ordinary true gods can deal with.” The witch father said, looking at Qi Bei in amazement after speaking, obviously he was not an ordinary true god, he destroyed the witch god, but he was a little bit in trouble. nothing.

"The Mongolian tribe... Hmph, he used this trump card, he should be trying to kill us in one fell swoop, but it didn't work, and he lost this trump card. But they are so deceiving, I can't bear it." Qi Bei said in a gloomy voice, with a sullen look in his eyes.

"What are you going to do?" Ling Shan asked.

"Rush directly to the main village of the Mongolian tribe and destroy their witch temple. As for the temple scepter, leave it to the Liao tribe and the Ming tribe, they will never want to eat fat. Besides, the Ling tribe should be able to grow stronger again during this time, and when the Meng tribe really collapses, they will be able to grab more resources." Qi Bei said.

"Then you killed the Mongolian witch **** today, do you want to spread it out?" Ling Shan asked.

"You can figure it out." Qi Beidao.

"Let's pass it on, and exaggerate it a little bit. After this incident is spread, see if the Liao clan and the Ming clan dare to stretch their claws against our Ling clan again." Ling Shan said viciously, Now, the momentum of their Ling tribe's rise has been unstoppable.

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A few days later, the biggest trump card of the Mongolian tribe, a witch **** who existed in ancient times went to exterminate the Ling tribe, but was destroyed by the guardian of the Ling tribe, that is, the dragon demon Qi Bei. The matter spread throughout the Eastern Region.

For a time, the entire Eastern Territory was shaken by this, this is not just a rumor, the Ling tribe used the shadow technique to save the image of the witch **** into fragments, and copied thousands of them Tens of thousands were distributed.

The name Longmo Qibei has once again climbed to a peak in the Eastern Region, and even the ancient witch gods can kill the powerhouse, how strong is that?

Many large and small tribes began to defect to the Ling tribe. They saw that the Mongolian tribe was about to fall, and the Ling tribe was about to rise. The sooner they defected, the more attention and power they gained. Great, this made the Ling clan's momentum also reached a peak.

The leader of the Liao tribe, Chili, was silent for a while after seeing the image of the shadow magic, and said, "Stop suppressing the Ling tribe and attack the Mongolian tribe with all their strength."

At the same time, the leader of the Nether tribe gave the same order.

In this situation, the Liao tribe and the Ming tribe also have the advantage, so why fight with the Ling tribe to the death or the death?

At this time, the atmosphere in the main village of the Mongolian tribe was extremely depressed.

The feeling of being relaxed, laughing and scolding before is no longer there, replaced by silence and depression.

The leader Meng Huang stood in the sacrificial temple and didn't say a word for a long time, but the blue veins on his hands were enough to show that his heart was overturned at this time.

"How could this be? Dragon Demon Qibei, how could he have such strength, if he really has such strength, why would he need to escape in a different dimension?" Emperor Meng kept thinking about this question in his heart , but it is useless to think about it, the witch **** has indeed been killed, and not even a trace of the remnant soul can escape, which makes Meng Huang suddenly feel a kind of fear that he has not felt for many years.

In the sacrificial temple, several elders of the Mongolian tribe began to quarrel.

"It's all you, why did you propose to help the Sui tribe to come forward, only to provoke such a great god."

"How do I know he is so powerful, if I knew he was so powerful, I would try my best to befriend him."

"Yeah, that Lingshan only sent out a daughter, but in the end he got such a powerful power, there are many beauties in our Mongolian tribe, we knew that sending ten or eight would not be enough Falling into this field."

The Emperor Meng turned around and roared: "Shut up."

Suddenly, everyone in the temple didn't dare to make a sound.

"Are all of you all boneheads? Now I don't want to get through the crisis at hand, but I'm still thinking about how to please the dragon demon. Our Mongolian tribe has been handed down from the ancient great witches. Did you create these bones?" Emperor Meng roared furiously.

The elders and wizards of the Mongolian tribe bowed their heads and dared not make a sound.

"Now our Mongolian tribe is pushed against the wall, and everyone will bite a piece of meat from us. We have no way out, only to take up arms and fight hard. If you have no courage, leave the Mongolian tribe as soon as possible." Emperor Meng took a deep breath to stabilize his anger and shouted in a low voice.

Wu raised his head and roared.

"Yes, we'll fight tooth for tooth, blood for blood, kill them without leaving a piece of armor." An elder hissed.

"Tit for tooth, blood for blood!" Everyone's emotions were aroused, and they roared in unison.

The Emperor Meng nodded with satisfaction and shouted: "This is the blood of my Mongolian tribe, the order goes on, we are no longer just passive defense, but to launch a Jedi counterattack, not to stick to the major sites , if they want, let them take it, and we all swam away and attacked the nests of those tribes."

"Yes, chief." The core figures of these Mongolian tribes all responded, and then went out to order the warriors and strong men of their respective tribes to fight back against the tribes that dared to invade them.

The storm in the Eastern Region was even more violent. Except for the major sects, it swept through almost all the large and small tribes.

The counter-offensive of the Mongolian tribe probably surprised many people and was caught off guard. Who would have thought that the Mongolian tribe actually gave up all major sites and began to hide, just when the major tribes cheered and occupied When the land and resources were large, the base camp of their tribe was bloodbathed by the Mongolian tribe.

At this time, the warriors of the Burn tribe had just occupied a territory of the Mongolian tribe and were recuperating.

"Chief, our tribal village has been blood-washed by the Mongolian tribe." While Fen Tian was looking at the map of the Mongolian tribe's territory, a tribe warrior rushed in to report.

Fen Tian didn't have any mood swings, and said lightly: "Blood wash, let's wash it with blood, we carry the witch statue and scepter with you, wherever you go, where is the base camp of our Fen clan. "

"Uh... yes, the leader is wise." The warrior complimented and stepped back. The Fen tribe was originally a new tribe, and they didn't have much affection for the tribe's base camp. It was mainly because of Fen Tian's prestige, so when he heard what Fen Tian said, he didn't care much, as long as there were treasures to **** and women to play with like this time.

After the warriors of this tribe went out, Ke Lier twisted her waist and walked over, holding Fen Tian's neck from behind, and smiled tenderly: "Chief, you really plan ahead, make good plans, early I've made a plan, and now some tribes' old nests are taken, and one by one, the fat that has been spit out to the mouth has returned, but we have no such concerns at all."

Fen Tian enjoyed Corrie's compliment quite a bit, even though he didn't think about it at all, he naturally had his reasons for bringing the witch **** statue he enshrined with him.

Fen Tian was originally provoked, but seeing that she wanted to pull off his hood, he reached out and grabbed her hand like lightning, so strong that Ke Lier was half-truth and half-truth The pain was exhaled, which was within her tolerance, but it was indeed painful.

"What?" Fen Tian said solemnly.

"I...I just want to see you." Ke Lier was about to cry, even though Fen Tian was wearing a hood, she had already seen his appearance, but what she didn't understand was , why would he not take off the hood even if he did that to her, and the reason why she wanted to take it off was that she noticed that taking off the hood, she further opened his heart defense, and she could take it off. Know more secrets.

Fen Tian turned around, looked at Ke Lier's pitiful appearance, and said, "Do you really want me to take it down?"

"Yeah." Corrie nodded, but then shook her head again: "No, no, if you don't want it, forget it."

"Actually it's nothing, haven't you seen it all?" Fen Tian said, reaching out and taking off the hood.

After taking off the hood, the hideous scar on his face was even more terrifying, like a centipede, shaking from time to time.

Fenxia consciously wanted to dodge, but for some reason, Ke Lier's gentle gaze made his heart slightly rippling.

"It's really masculine, it's a scar that represents the glory of a man." Coryle said admiringly while stroking.

Fen Tian felt a little intoxicated. This was the first time he took off his hood in front of a woman, and he was praised so much by her.

Only, when she said that the scar was a scar of glory, his heart stinged, and some embarrassing past reappeared in his mind.

"This is not a glory, this is a shame." As Fen Tian said that, he pushed Ke Li'er around, pressing down on her waist, making her buttocks rise, and then ruthlessly stabbed in.

After a long time, Fen Tian finished venting, and the depression in his heart dissipated, and he put on his hood again.

"You are so coquettish, even a man has a desire for you." Fen Tian said lightly, the strange thing is that he feels like some open tribal men to their women In the same way, when others admire and adore her, he thinks it should be.

"I hate it. Even so, I still don't like him. He always tries to strike up a conversation with me. Last time, he asked me if there is any secret about the witch **** statue worshipped by my tribe." Pretend to be nonchalant.

Fen Tian's eyes suddenly turned sharp, as if someone had touched his inverse scale.