The young priest of the Red Thorn Tribe, Hongji, watched from the top of the canyon as the young patriarch dared to ski down the hill with an elite cloth, and disappeared into the back of the mountain where the black car escorted by the Cang Straw Department disappeared.

He doesn't care about it anymore. Although the people of Huang Dare are simple-minded and have impulsive personalities, they are invincible among the young people of the Red Thorn tribe in terms of courage and knife skills. Just sit back and wait for him to come back with a full load.

He set his sights on the middle of the Pig and Sheep Canyon, which looked like a slaughterhouse. Through the Pig and Sheep Gorge, there is a Taiping Road leading directly to Kapok City. That's already Kapok's territory. Their Red Thorn Department had already arrived in Kapok City first, and signed a contract with Kapok for this beast tide blood refining. It's just that this contract is not exclusive.

If the people of the Cang Straw Department also enter the city, the two blood refining tribes will lower the price of each other, and the city lord Kapok will only be ecstatic, and it is impossible to stop it. So only he, the young priest of the Red Thorn Tribe, Hongjin, took the initiative to take on this task and went to the Pig and Sheep Gorge to stop this group of flies.

Originally, according to his plan, after the Stalks fell into the pit, the Red Thorn Warriors would only go up and stab the remaining undead enemies in the pit. Once the opponent's main force begins to counterattack, they will take the initiative to retreat along the Pig and Sheep Gorge.

After all, he only brought less than a thousand young warriors, which was not comparable to the strength of tens of thousands of people of the Cangjiao tribe to move their troops. It's just that he took up all the terrain and waited for work to get the first credit.

He had already prepared a large number of rocks and popping beads above the canyon. When the other party pursued, he gave an order, and countless rocks would fall above the canyon, and the pursuers of the Cangjiao tribe had nowhere to escape at the bottom of the narrow valley, so they could only obediently crush their bones. The boulder will not only bury the pursuers and make the Cangjiao tribe suffer more losses, but he can also seal the canyon with it.

This place is a place where no one can open it. If the remaining women and children of their tribe don't want to die under the tide of beasts, they should surrender obediently and let him knead it.

But seeing the situation in front of him, he did not immediately order his barbarian cultivators to retreat. Because in this blood valley, the Red Thorn Man holding a spear is simply like entering a no-man's land, stabbing everywhere, and in less than a while, the corpses of the stalks are all over the valley, and the entire main force of the other party has the possibility of collapse!

If there is a chance to completely annihilate the opponent's main force, of course he will not let go of such an opportunity. After all, he won't have too much fame.

But Muge, the patriarch of the Cang Straw tribe, is not a vegetarian either. He calmly drew his twin swords and led a group of brave warriors of the Cang Straw tribe into the battle. At the same time, many of the priests of the Cang Straw tribe began to chant a strange incantation in unison.

The strange sound of mumbling and wambling was like water, and the sound was in the ears, and every man's heart began to change strangely.

For the stalks, a beast lurking in their hearts opened its eyes as if awakened, and stood up with its fur shaking.

The eyes of these people were glowing golden, and their black pupils were squeezed like cats, turning into an erect black line. Their blood was surging, their muscles bulged, and they became several times stronger at once. Sharp fangs visibly erupt from their mouths. Their expressions became fierce, and each of them was turning into a raging and bloodthirsty beast.

The Redthorns, who also heard the chanting of the incantation, did not have any tendency to become beasts. But the sound of the chant reverberated through their hearts repeatedly, irritating them like a loud noise. Even if the ears are blocked, the sound penetrates from the whole body to their own sea of consciousness without gaps, and everyone is crazy to death.

The priests of the Blood Refining Barbarians had a slightly different path of cultivation from ordinary people, and they practiced not martial arts, but witchcraft. The highest level of witchcraft can be cultivated to the strength equivalent to that of the Monk Purple Mansion.

But the witchcraft of the Blood Refining Tribe has a fatal flaw, that is, their witchcraft is only effective against brute cultivators. Therefore, even if they hear the chanting of this kind of witch spell, at most they will feel noisy, and they will not be affected substantially.

Therefore, the demon clan also allowed these priests to cultivate to the Purple Mansion. Anyway, they can only control a group of brute cultivators with the strength of the Void Pill at most, and they will not pose any threat to the major demon tribes.

But these priests of the Cang Straw tribe are enough to deal with the ambush soldiers of the Red Thorn Tribe. The beastly warriors of the Stubble Tribe became furious, killing them like a storm, tearing many of the spear-wielding Red Thorns to shreds.

Hongjin's face changed slightly. He originally wanted to take down more heads of the stalks to make meritorious contributions, but he didn't want to take some more people in. Although he is a young priest, there are only eight or nine hundred subordinates who can be used by the two of them together with the young patriarch. Suddenly there were more than 100 casualties, and his heart ached. Hurriedly ordered everyone to retreat to the depths of the valley.

Then he sat back and waited for the other party to pursue, and then dealt a hard blow to the other party with a falling rock. This made him a little proud. Although he was young, he could not be a match for the old fellows of the Straw Department in witchcraft, but he was better at resourcefulness.

Looking at the crowd of people wriggling like ant colonies in the canyon below, he was already imagining the ridiculous scene of them fleeing in panic after the boulders fell, but there was no way back.

However, after the other party retreated like a tide, Moog glanced up and down, stabbed a red-thorned man to death with the tip of his knife, and then waved his hand, signaling everyone to slowly retreat.

At the same time, the chanting tone in the mouths of the priests of the Cang Stalk tribe changed from hasty to soothing. The stalks who had become furious by the beast began to gradually calm down, and their eyes and bodies gradually returned to normal. There were still those who were furious and wanted to hunt down the fleeing Redthorns, but no one disobeyed Moog's orders.

In Moog's opinion, if the Redthorns had occupied the canyon long ago, they were doomed to pass through by violence. This can only be negotiated, or found elsewhere. Even if he wants to fight to break the net, he can't go to death in vain at this time.

The Cang Straw tribe gradually retreated, withdrawing outward. Hongjin was disappointed. The wonderful scene of the countless boulders he fantasized about falling and smashing the stalks into meat sauce did not appear. It seems that although he is resourceful, those old guys in the Cangjiao Department are not completely stupid. But he snorted coldly again, and said:

"The beast tide is coming soon, I want to see how long you can hold on!

At this point, he had to ask for help from the Red Thorn Sect Master who was already in Kapok City. After all, the main force of the Cang Straw Department was not destroyed. If they attacked the canyon with all their might, although the remaining hundreds of people in his hands occupied a huge advantage and geographical advantage, he would not be able to resist it.

As long as the main force of the Red Thorn Department arrives, the Cang Straw Department will be destroyed in the case of interception in front and beast tide in the back. Although he lost a lot of points compared to completing it alone, the first credit for this matter is his.

"What's the matter with the young patriarch, he hasn't come back yet?" Hongjin suddenly remembered this. With the skill of that guy, shouldn't he have killed all those people and come back with his things?

As soon as the Void Pill turned, the true qi in his body surged, and he felt that the strength was endless. But the opponent's black broadsword was like a storm, unorganized, and it was completely unreasonable, and it would fall on him if he wasn't careful. He has a supernatural power, and he can't even use it.

Because whether it is the water dragon technique or the Xuanying Cold Water Divine Power, it is necessary to concentrate on chanting the mantra before it can be performed. Under the persecution of this kind of opponent's tricks, he couldn't be distracted to fight back at all. It is not that the strength of the collusion is weaker than the other party, but that the so-called first opportunity is lost, and it will fall behind everywhere.

The wood showed half of his body on the roof of the car in a majestic manner, and his eyes were blazing in all directions. His arrows didn't need to be taken from behind him, but moved out of the immortal lotus with an empty escape technique, which was extremely fast. I saw him shoot arrows with a pair of bear arms with an incredible bow, and an arrow roared out of the air, killing the red-thorned people who rushed over one by one.

Tong Yao, who looked down on the situation in the car, saw the dilemma of Gou Zhu at a glance. She smiled charmingly, her eyes were majestic, and a wisp of ghost phosphorus fire as faint as light smoke shot out from the center of her eyebrows, and went straight to the eyes of the strong man who was holding a big knife and slashed Gou Zhu everywhere, and drilled in.

Huang Gu was in great interest in killing, but suddenly felt a tingling pain in Shuang's eyes, like two long needles piercing his eyes, straight into his brain, and there was a strong sharp pain in his brain.

His physical body was extremely strong, almost no weaker than the body cultivation of the Void Pill Tricolor, and his defensive power against divine consciousness attacks was extremely strong. In addition, Tong Yao did not use a killing move, so he only planned to delay his actions for a while. After a brief labor ache, he came to his senses again.

But as soon as his eyes regained vision, all he saw was a dark and cold cold air, spinning extremely fast in the air, forming a whirlpool the size of a human head, and slamming into his chest with a bang.

Bursting out of the vortex with great force and bone-chilling coldness, he swept away all his body body as he swept away, shattering his flesh and blood defenses, breaking a few ribs, pushing his heavy body backwards, flying, and then falling heavily to the ground, causing snowflakes to fly.

Gou Zhu finally found an opportunity to use the Xuanming Cold Water Divine Power. He secretly swore that in the future, he would strike first no matter what, and he would never lose the opportunity easily.

Huang felt that his whole body was frozen, especially his severely injured chest was almost completely numb from the cold, and he didn't even feel pain. But he didn't give in. The dignity of being the young master of the Red Thorn Tribe, let him struggle violently, and he had to sit up.

But the speed of the hook was amazing, his figure flashed, and it was already close in front of his eyes, and the snow-white Dark Fire Sword in his hand was horizontal, resting on his neck, suppressing him to the ground and unable to move.

"You dare to kill me? I am the young master of the Red Thorn Tribe, Huang Dan! You are a demon cultivator, you can't kill me! If you kill me, not only the Red Thorn Tribe, but also the Kapok City Lord, will definitely not be able to spare you!" Huang Dan hurriedly shouted with the last of his strength.