At this moment, everyone in the three clans looked at the jackal in the sky, and even the jackal's own people felt a slight chill in their hearts.

Who would have thought that a small person who was not worth mentioning at all in the eyes of the ancient clan would be running such a big game of chess from beginning to end. Who would have thought that the jackal not only had such a deep heart, but also had such great ambitions, and finally succeeded in pulling down the two ancient clans at the same time. A small jackal clan, because of the calculation of its patriarch, is going to step on two ancient clans directly on the throne today!

The jackal stands proudly in the sky, enjoying the feeling of being watched by everyone. He saw chill and awe in everyone's eyes, and he thought it was good. That's what he wants, that's what he wants, it's such a powerful deterrent!

Finally, the jackal finally looked down, glanced at the Bai people who had already stood like sheep, and then turned to the Borneo people and said, "As the saying goes, those who know the times are the best men." Brahman, you'd better make a wise decision as soon as possible, the patience of this patriarch is extremely limited!"

With a sneer on the corner of the jackal's mouth, he knew that now the Bai tribe was no longer a problem, and the remaining problem was just the Brahman. However, he believed that with his invincible cultivation and the treasure in his hands in this heaven and earth, it was only a matter of time before the Brahmans would be brought to their knees.

When the jackal's voice fell, all the clansmen of the jackal clan immediately reacted. Originally, there were still many of them who stood with the people of the Brahman, and at the last moment they called them brothers, and they were born and died. But at this moment, they all picked up their magic weapons and aimed them at the people of the Brahman, their eyes fierce!

It seems that what kind of patriarch can bring what kind of clansmen. As the name suggests, the jackal clan is really all vicious wolves, cold-blooded, and has no emotions at all.

The people of the Borneo tribe panicked at once, and even the Brahmans who had screamed at the jackals before were now looking like six gods and no masters, obviously not knowing what to do. But at this moment, a cold snort suddenly came out among the Brahminats, and then a voice came out, straight at the jackal in the sky: "What wise decision do you want us to make?"

When the voice fell, the faces of all the people here changed suddenly, even the jackals. Because they all suddenly found that the voice seemed extremely familiar.

Subconsciously looked towards the place where the sound came from, and everyone saw that there was a giant elephant among the Brahmans. This giant elephant is the mount of the previous king of Bharata. And it seems that it is the one who said the sentence just now!

"Clan...... Patriarch, it's the voice of the patriarch!" Finally, a Brahma person reacted, and at the same time, his expression was even more incredulous, and at the same time, he also lost his voice.

This voice instantly woke everyone present, and they all reacted violently, and the voice made by the giant elephant turned out to be the voice of King Bharata. What does this mean?

Above the sky, the jackal's face had already become unsightly. Although all this seemed extremely incredible, even ordinary people of all races had almost thought of something, how could a jackal not guess it?

However, the jackal has finally come to this point through careful calculation, and now that he is about to succeed, how can he be willing to accept the sudden change? If his guess is true, then the whole thing will take a turn for the worse for him. So he finally spoke to the giant elephant, "Yes...... Who is pretending to be a ghost, and there is a kind of stand up for me!"

"Hmph!" another cold snort appeared, and then everyone saw that the giant elephant was actually on the ground with its front feet off the ground, as if trying to stand upright. Then, the giant elephant began to shrink, and began to change between flashes of light. After just a few breaths, the giant elephant had long since disappeared. And the one who appeared in front of everyone again was the Brahminat King Bharata, the Brahminat with a rakshasa grimace!

It turned out that King Bharata was not a fuel-efficient lamp either. He seemed to have felt that the overall situation was in his hands before, and he was a little empty-eyed, but in fact, the caution and meticulousness in his bones had never been reduced.

What's more, today is the battle of the Bai tribe, and the king of Bharata knows that whether it is the Bai or the jackal clan, it is impossible for him to completely control it. If you can't keep it well, anyone will suddenly get into trouble and come up with some famous and tricky tricks that even he can't deal with. Therefore, his real body had already transformed into a giant elephant when he set out from the Borneo swamp. And the so-called "Brahman Chief" riding on the back of a giant elephant is just a clone he has transformed into with a secret method in the clan.

This kind of doppelganger Dao method is very strong, and it can almost be confused with the false. At least those who do not exceed him in cultivation will never be able to see it. So, without even his own people knowing, no one knew from beginning to end that the real Brahman was the stupid-looking giant elephant.

And the meticulousness of the Bharata king also ended up working. Bai Shan specially prepared a "big gift" for him at the bottom of the lake, and the jackal suddenly turned against him. Of these two, he cracked them all with just one clone. Now, everything is finally completely clear in the eyes of King Bharata!

Finally, after revealing his true body, the king of Bharata looked coldly at the jackal in the sky, and said in a cold voice: "Is the patriarch here, do you have any opinions?"

The facts are right in front of you, and even if the jackal doesn't want to believe it, it has to be believed. What's more, the jackal had already probed with his divine sense, and the Bharata king who suddenly appeared below was not fake in terms of breath or cultivation, so how could it be wrong?

"You...... You ......" the jackal pointed to the king of Bharata, and for a moment he was speechless.

The Bharata King's voice was still cold, and he said, "Okay, you jackal, you even dared to fight my Brahman's idea, and you even harmed me with your own hands just now! Why, you didn't even take me seriously? You're a little jackal, don't you take my Brahma in your eyes!?"

King Bharata's voice was louder and more imposing. And at the same time as he spoke, the momentum of the entire Borneo tribe suddenly rose. In this way, the Borneo clan is still the most powerful clan here, and their momentum exploded, instantly making the little jackal clan seem to be a lot shorter, and they are completely unable to compete with it!

The jackal took two steps back, his mind a little unstable. He knew that if King Bharata was there, the whole situation would be different. An ancient clan with a backbone is already strong, and it is not easy to provoke. What's more, the strength of the King of Bharata is already superior to him, and the Brahmana clan is powerful, if he wants to fight hard, his jackal clan has no chance of winning.

But the jackal knew he had to say something. Because what he did before had completely angered the King of Bharata and the entire Brahman, if he didn't think of a way, then now the Brahmins would go directly to the Jackals!

With a few rolls of his eyes, a thousand thoughts flashed through the jackal's heart. At the end, an idea came to his mind: "The skin has been torn, and there is no point in interceding with the Brahminats." Now if we want to talk, we can only talk about interests and strength, and that's the only way to go!"

Thinking of this, the jackal strengthened his mind and spoke: "He is worthy of being the patriarch of the Brahman tribe, and there are so many means. But don't forget, King Bharata, that I now have the treasure of the Bai tribe in my hands, and if you choose to wage war against our tribe now, even if your Brahmana tribe can win, I am afraid that you will pay a heavy price!

King Bharata's eyes narrowed, and he looked at the spirit bead in the jackal's hand for a long time, and finally spoke: "Deal? The previous cooperation almost put my life into it, and I am afraid that I will stumble again when I make a deal with a wolf like you!"