Anuyi's speed was extremely fast. He clearly knew that as long as Ling Tian moved his hand, the terror on Xue Shura's side would erupt, and the entire Ananda tribe would be in a commotion.

The tens of thousands of Ananda tribe's army will be crazy to surround the location of the altar, no matter how strong Ling Tian is, he will definitely not be able to escape the end of being surrounded and killed by the Ananda tribe's army.

Under such circumstances, Ling Tian could only rely on the old military advisor to lure the people from the Blackstone tribe.

Although it is said that the old strategist is also an existence that has no last resort, but when to start, how to cite, and how to control the time without the slightest mistake, it cannot be done by calculation, and it requires complete information.

As for the information, he was the only one who sent it out here.

However, Anuyi still didn't expect Ling Tian's speed of action, and the speed of blood Asura's outbreak much faster than he expected.

Anuyi just rushed out not far, and the terrifying blood-colored halo has swept away from the position of the altar, and in an instant, it has covered the entire gathering area where the Ananda tribe is located.

A Nuyi felt a sudden surge of qi and blood in his body almost instantly, and then the boundless tyrannical feeling began to explode wildly.

Under that kind of tyranny, Anuyi almost had the urge to draw a knife and fight immediately.

Fortunately, after following the old military teacher for many years, Anuyi learned a lot of Central Plains allusions from the old military teacher. Although I dare not say that it is better than those Confucian children in the Central Plains, the four words of self-cultivation and self-cultivation are also there. So some.

In fact, if he hadn't been able to really read all the books taught by the old strategist and truly cultivated his self-cultivation, Anuyi would not be so inclined towards the Central Plains and the old strategist's side.

The northern part of the Central Plains at the moment is not so powerful when Dinghan and Sijin were just established, but now the strongest in this northern part are slave warriors and alien races.

If Anuyi had abandoned the old strategist, with his identity as a member of the Ananda tribe, and with good knowledge, he would definitely be able to obtain a very high status immediately.

Quickly restraining the tyranny and arrogance in his heart, Anu stepped forward quickly, but after a few steps, his face changed slightly, and suddenly he took out an invisible incense from his arms and lit it.

The smell that ordinary people could not smell dispersed immediately, and somewhere in the mountains and forests outside the Ananda tribe, the eyes of the old military officer suddenly changed.

"action……"

With a slightly hurried voice, in the jungle, one by one figures began to move.

The altar, in front of the huge blood-colored pattern, when Ling Tian arrived before, the blood-colored pattern had already exuded a palpitating aura, but Ling Tian had long thought that this altar should have undergone some changes. The reaction was not too shocking.

Standing on the **** pattern on the altar, Ling Tian slowly shook his wrist and stabbed steel needles into the ground.

Soon, Ling Tian had pierced ninety-nine to eighty-one steel needles above the **** pattern.

Fortunately, the Ananda tribe has not yet fully awakened the blood asura, so now the greatest power of the blood asura is to transmit some breath to the meaning of the people of the Ananda tribe.

This kind of transmission is quite driving the people of the Ananda tribe crazy, forgetting fear and the like, and even the improvement of power is limited.

As for Ling Tian's side, as long as it is not affected by the breath of the blood-colored pattern, then this blood-colored pattern will have no effect on Ling Tian.

Eighty-one steel needles pierced into the ground, lined up in some mysterious shape, and the **** pattern seemed to feel fear, and the pattern laid on the ground actually began to tumble, turning from a plane to a living thing.

And as the pattern began to roll, the invisible breath of the entire Ananda tribe became even more violent.

Vaguely, the eyes of everyone from the Ananda tribe began to turn slightly red, and then, the people from the Ananda tribe began to rush out of the house, and they all tried their best to move towards the place where the altar was located. The direction rushed over.

In the face of Ling Tian's move, this blood-colored pattern clearly started to move the Ananda tribe.

The blood Asura represented by the blood-colored pattern deserves to be the gods that the Ananda tribe has sacrificed for an unknown number of generations. This thing seems to have a kind of control from the bones to the people of the Ananda tribe.

At this time, under the madness of the blood asura, the entire Ananda tribe was not controlled by any of them.

No, there may still be a omission.

In the gathering place, in a certain room, Anu sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes were closed, and he kept reciting some classic articles of Confucianism and Taoism.

This young man who was born in the Central Plains and followed the old military division was obviously using those quips from the Central Plains to resist the evil spirit's influence on his spirit.

And this young man's behavior was obviously extremely useful. As he chanted, although he still didn't seem to be completely free from the evil god's control, it was obvious that the evil **** could no longer control him completely.

At the altar position, just when the blood Asura broke out, Ling Tian's fingers quickly intertwined, the long sword flew out from his waist, and then rose into the air.

One after another thunder began to fall as the long sword rose into the air.

The dense and terrifying thunder fell like a violent rain. In the blink of an eye, the entire sky above the altar was covered by lightning, and these densely falling thunder and lightning were slammed by eighty-one steel needles when they were about to reach the ground. attracted to the past.

Flickering dazzling electric lights mercilessly linked to the steel needle, and then a strange pattern lit up.

Vaguely, some kind of holy and majestic energy exploded fiercely, accompanied by the ferocious roar of some beast that was on the verge of desperation, the entire gathering place of the Ananda tribe seemed to vibrate violently.

With this shock, the gathering place of the Ananda clan shook, like a dragon turning over, and most of the Ananda clan people who were running in the gathering place fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment.

It's just that the terrifying movement of this level, as if the earth dragon turned over, did not frighten the people of the Ananda tribe in the slightest.

On the contrary, under the sight of the earth dragon turning over, the people of the Ananda tribe got up again, and then charged frantically towards the location of the altar with blood-red eyes.

Terrifying, extremely terrifying, hundreds of thousands of people charged towards the altar like hundreds of thousands of ghosts.

However, this terrifying scene is not terrifying to a certain extent. Although a group of irrational people is terrifying, the Ananda tribe was originally a powerful tribe. The army formation is obviously more terrifying.

Now, although the Ananda tribe is moving as a whole, the number of soldiers is several times larger than that of the soldiers of the Ananda tribe, but the old and weak women and children are all among them. strong strength.

In the distance, deep in the mountains, as the figures of hundreds of miners disappeared, the soldiers of the Black Stone tribe emerged one by one from the deep mountains.

"Are the people of the Ananda tribe all rats..."

An angry roar roared from the mouth of a Blackrock tribe. Obviously, these Blackrock tribesmen were attracted by the miners under the old military commander who pretended to be from the Ananda tribe.

The patriarch of the Black Stone tribe looked coldly at the gathering place of the Ananda tribe in the distance, ignoring the roars of the soldiers under his command.

As the patriarch, the patriarch of the Black Stone Tribe obviously thought more, and he even had a slight suspicion in his heart that it was not the warriors of the Ananda tribe who had brought them here.

However, he was not too sure.

Therefore, at this time, he just carefully observed the situation in the gathering place of the Ananda tribe. If the Ananda tribe really fell into great turmoil at the moment, then, whether they were intentionally attracted or not, he would Will not hesitate to attack the Ananda tribe.

The north is now the world of slave warriors, and there are three slave warriors coexisting in this area. Except for their Blackstone clan and Ananda clan, the remaining family can be ignored for the time being.

After winning the Ananda tribe, his Blackstone tribe basically completely controlled such an area.

This is an excellent opportunity, and the leader of the Blackrock clan does not want to pass up such an opportunity.

After staring coldly at the gathering place of the Ananda clan for a while, the eyes of the head of the Black Stone clan finally lit up.

The Ananda tribe is really in turmoil now, it is not an illusion, the gods of the Ananda tribe, the altar of the blood asura seems to have a big problem, and at this moment, the sky above the Ananda tribe gathering place is even more A dense cloud of blood was shrouded in it.

The leader of the Blackstone Tribe could recognize that it was the scene when Blood Shura was out of control.

Maybe a strong man from the Central Plains went to the Ananda tribe to destroy the altar of the blood Asura, and it may have been some rebels from the Central Plains who had led them there before. The purpose was probably to create chaos. So that the master who destroyed the blood asura altar escaped.

Was used as a gun.

The head of the Black Stone clan vaguely guessed this, but even though he guessed it, the head of the Black Stone clan did not show any anger.

What's the point of being a gunner? They were all slaves in the early days. There was no such thing as dignity at that time. In the past ten years, they have been cannon fodder, cannon fodder whose life may disappear at any time, and it is even more impossible to have anything. dignity.

Therefore, as long as the benefits can be obtained, then if you are used as a gunner, you will be used as a gunner. If it wasn't for the lords of Sijin who needed their slave warriors as cannon fodder, there would be an era when these slave warriors turned over and sang.

"Destroy the Ananda tribe, except women and children who are not taller than the wheel, and kill the rest..."

A cold voice sounded.

The head of the Black Stone Tribe then accelerated and ran towards the gathering place of the Ananda Tribe in the distance.

This area has turned into a hill, but the cavalry is not as fast as they run. This time, he originally planned to quietly observe the Ananda tribe, so he did not ride a horse.

Now it is creating a bit of difficulty for themselves. However, the Blackstone tribes are all true heroes. Their running speed may not be slower than that of horseback riding. Now, it is not a long-distance gallop, but a short-term sprint. Then, if you run , is not necessarily better than the charge on horseback.

The speed under his feet was fast, and in the blink of an eye, the leader of the Black Stone tribe led tens of thousands of soldiers of the Black Stone tribe to the periphery of the gathering place of the Ananda tribe.

At this time, those mad Ananda tribesmen also noticed the presence of the Blackstone tribe. Then, most of them were still heading towards the altar, while the rest turned around and greeted the Blackstone tribe.

At this time, although they were in a crazy situation, and although they were indoctrinated by the blood Shura to destroy the altar, the Ananda tribe was also a tribe that rose from slave warriors, and they still had some ideas about how to fight. instinctive judgment.

On the altar, Ling Tian had already turned into a blood man.

As he guessed, although the method of ten thousand swords can also be used in group battles, the method of ten thousand swords is actually the strongest when it is one-on-one.

At this time, during group battles, no matter what your method of ten thousand swords is, as long as one sword is not really able to be turned into ten thousand swords, it will be unstoppable from all directions~lightnovelpub.net~ I don’t know how many Attack of thousands.

After all, this Ananda tribe is also a grassland people, so their bow and arrow skills should not be underestimated.

Even if they were in the midst of tyranny at this time, some people began to subconsciously shoot bows and arrows, and then, arrows quickly fell towards Ling Tian.

And when there were crazy people from the Ananda tribe besieging nearby, and arrows attacked in the distance, even Ling Tian suffered a lot of injuries.

At this time, Ling Tian's eyes did not change at all when he heard the screams of killing from the gathering place of the Ananda tribe in the distance. The shouting and killing represented that the old strategist's plan had begun to work.

However, God knows how long it will take to get here from the edge of the gathering place.

During this period of time, Ling Tian needed to support him alone. At this time, Ling Tian was more worried that the old military advisor would bring the hundreds of miners to rescue him for some reason.

You must know that during the discussion, he was the one who destroyed the altar here alone, and then attracted the attention of the Blackstone tribe. The miners took advantage of the chaos to get a batch of supplies.

However, now there is a little accident in the first link of his delaying plan. After the people of the Ananda tribe are crazy, it is more terrible than expected. It seems that he may not be able to support at any time. He worries that the old strategist will change his plans.

It's just that at this time, even if he wants to talk to the old strategist, he has no chance. Everything can only depend on the old strategist's own choice.

At this time, on the other side of the gathering place, the old strategist and hundreds of miners had quietly entered the gathering place.

Just after entering this gathering place, the old strategist quickly noticed the situation on the side of the altar. At the same time, he felt the madness of the people of the Ananda tribe when the sacrifice and arrival of the blood Asura was about to be interrupted.