In the past few days, Soul Jingshi has been very proud. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Tian Lai Novel.2

He was originally in an awkward position among the Soul Clan, ranking second among the elders, and he was in name only.

The cultivation realm is mediocre, and among the elders of the soul clan and all the heavenly pride, it belongs to the kind of dispensable existence.

But it was only because of the Hundred Tribes Assembly that he suddenly came to work.

Pressing on his head, the decades-old Great Elder Soul Wuji suddenly died, and Contra Douluo, who was favored by the entire Soul Clan, also died.

Originally, Lin Yi, a Terran monk, won the list of the Hundred Clans, and when the Soul Clan was already in turmoil, he suddenly turned around.

Patriarch Soul Tianpeng once again took charge of the Void Spirit Tower.

The Soul Clan, which had already fallen to the bottom, exhaled again and raised their eyebrows, and continued to rule the entire Huangquan World.

For half a month, Soul Jingshi led the coalition of hundreds of clans to chase and intercept the Terrans, and finally, the elite of the Terrans, together with more than a dozen leaders, were all surrounded on the Black Python Mountain.

Soul Jingshi stood on the top of a mountain, looking at the Black Python Mountain hundreds of miles away.

The big black cloak is blown by the hunting sound of the north mountain wind, and the soul stone is full of gray and long, fluttering with the wind, and the whole person is refreshed.

He put his hands behind his back and his eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the Black Python Mountain in front of him, and at the miasma and mist in the valley under his feet.

The leaders of the Hundred Clans Alliance all gathered behind him.

At the foot of the mountain, in the deep valley, in the dense forest, there are all the figures of the alliance of hundreds of tribes.

Even in the air, it was blocked, and countless vultures and goshawks were flying around the Black Python Mountain.

High in the sky, the black dragon led the five little dragons of the dragon clan, showing their teeth and claws, circling and flying, and their spirits were vivid.

After more than ten days of encirclement and interception, there were less than 10,000 people left in the human race.

And these 10,000 people, most of them are women, children, old and young, young and strong men or women, dead and wounded, and the human race has been forced into a dead end.

"Dare to ask the Second Elder, I wonder when we will launch a general attack on the Terrans?"

Behind Soul Jingshi, Mo Ji clenched his hands into fists and said impassionedly.

Soul Jingshi twisted his beard, turned his head, glanced at him, and then turned his head, looked at the misty Black Python Mountain in the distance, and said lightly: "Don't worry." ”

He slowly stretched out his left hand, spread it out, and then gently clenched it into a fist, with an expression of a bamboo in his chest, and said with a smile: "Today's human race, in my eyes, is not even as good as ants, no matter what, they can't escape from the palm of my hand, their life and death are only in my thoughts." ”

"The second elder, strategizing and winning a thousand miles, the demon is really impressed by the second elder. ”

The demon smiled shyly.

As soon as Mo Ji finished speaking, suddenly there was a dissent from beside him.

"You can't call the second elder anymore, after destroying the human race and the demon race, we should all shout...... Patriarch. ”

The one who said this, the elder of the Kunlun remnant clan.

This old fox is not only profound, but also has a lot of combat power, and he is also very good at sycophancy.

With just one word, he made the heart of the soul Jingshi bloom.

However, Soul Jingshi's face did not show a single bit, he still carried his hands behind his back, still with a straight face, just a pair of eyes, which became extremely bright.

"Yes, that's right, I'll be the patriarch in the future. ”

The rest of the hundred clan leaders all echoed the voice.

Soul Jingshi coldly and arrogantly threw them a back, was silent for a moment, and then said: "The enemy is now, don't be proud, we haven't eradicated the human race yet, everything must wait until the tumor of the human race is eradicated, and then make a long-term plan." ”

"The patriarch is wise and martial. I believe that under the wise leadership of the patriarch, our 100 tribes will definitely live in harmony and create new glories!"

The demon said impassionedly.

Soul Jingshi remained silent and nodded silently.

Not to be outdone, he bowed forward and asked: "Patriarch, I don't know when to launch a general attack on the human race, once the general attack is started, the old man is not talented, he is willing to be a pioneer and eradicate the tumor of the human race, it is incumbent on him!"

The demon was so anxious that his eyes were red.

"Grandma, a bear drop! This old man is going to take the first credit, no! This head is resolutely not allowed to be snatched away!"

Thinking like this, as soon as the demon stomped his foot, he wanted to compete with Yanbo Yusu for the position of pioneer.

At this time, Mojing Shi raised his finger and pointed to the sky, and said with a smile: "You see, when the aurora comes out, the fog will disperse, and when the fog disperses, it will be the time for us to launch a general attack on the human race." ”

It didn't take long.

The aurora illuminates the entire Yellow Springs world, dispersing the mist and miasma in the mountains and wilderness.

"Kill the Black Python Mountain and kill the human race!"

At the command of Soul Jingshi, all the allied forces of the Hundred Clans roared and launched a crazy attack on Black Python Mountain!

……

"Father, they're rushing up!"

Liu Yan looked at the bottom of the mountain, like mowing grass, rushing down the line of defense, anxious.

Liu An suddenly opened his eyes, his face as pale as paper.

Beside him, the unscrupulous Taoist, the Budai monk, and Wang Er Mazi, all four of them were seriously injured.

This alliance of hundreds of ethnic groups is not a rabble, and there are many powerful people.

However, the Kunlun remnants sent four powers, and the combat effectiveness of each of these four powers was no less than that of the unscrupulous Taoists and Liu An.

"His grandmother drops! We were pitted by the Ethereal Spirit Tower, he said that in five hundred years, the seal on our brother's body will disappear automatically, and it will trick the ghost!"

The unscrupulous Taoist roared and said, "The seal on our body has indeed disappeared, but our cultivation has not even recovered by half. ”

Monk Budai nodded and said, "That's right, if our cultivation is fully restored, why will we be chased by others, like a lost dog?"

Wang Er Mazi scratched the itch, and said with a lazy smile: "Whatever, anyway, a horizontal knife and a vertical knife are death, and I always call Huazi What I want to do most now is to get drunk and rest, and I will die a hundred." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and begged for a drink from the cloth bag monk.

The cloth bag monk flicked his hand to the side, too lazy to pay attention to him.

After fleeing for more than ten days, more than a dozen Terran leaders were all unkempt and ragged, and even the head and face of the cloth bag monk were covered with a layer of black ash.

Brother Liu has been seriously injured and in a coma for more than ten days, and he is already dying.

Not far from Brother Liu's side, Demon Yu also fell into a coma.

An old witch with goosebumps held the demon feather tightly in her arms, and her withered lips kept chanting the ancient demon words.

Liu Yan looked at the people beside him, all of them were decadent, he turned his eyes, and then saw the heads rolling down from time to time between the mountains and the splashing blood.

He felt like he was going to break down!

The alliance of the hundred tribes has rushed to the halfway up the mountain, and the Terran monks are retreating one after another.

The area where the Terrans can stand is a small piece of the mountain.

At this moment, all the people alive, combined, are less than five thousand.

The situation of these 5,000 people at the moment has become precarious.

In the mountains and wilderness, there are corpses of human races.

The blood stained the weeds red, and the wild white flowers in the mountains red.