Chapter 1709

"People from Zhoutian and jutian tribe are coming!"

Looking at the figures that appeared in qintian tribe, the old man's eyes showed a look of doubt.

Before, he mistook Zhuo Wen for a human phantom God. Although he informed the senior management of the two tribes, he did not let the two tribes rush over.

And even if you come here, you can't bring so many people, can you?

At a glance, the old man found that the elite of the two tribes had almost come, that is to say, the combat power of the two tribes had all come, which was really rare.

Of course, what makes the old man wonder is that the panic and fear in the eyes of the people of the two tribes are very obvious and do not hide at all.

The young man in the leopard vest and the middle-aged man with bare upper body hurriedly came to the old man. The middle-aged man said in a very urgent way: "clan leader Miao ye, start the lock God array quickly, or we will all die here."

The old man frowned slightly and asked suspiciously, "Ni Yong and Kong Yi, what's the matter with you? Why are you so flustered, and why are you so anxious for me to start the lock God array?"

The young man in the leopard vest is Ni Yong, the head of Zhoutian tribe, while the middle-aged man naked is Kong Yi, the head of jutian tribe.

At the moment, Ni Yong and Kong Yi both looked at the old man in surprise. Among them, Ni Yong said, "Miao Ye clan leader, didn't you tell us that a human magic God appeared?"

Miao Ye was stunned and immediately said with a smile, "that's a misunderstanding. You two don't need to stir up so many people."

Ni Yong and Kong Yi both stared, and Ni Yong's eyes were red and said, "what's a misunderstanding? Leader Miao ye, our Zhoutian tribe and leader Kong's jutian tribe have been completely occupied by the magic God, with countless deaths and injuries. Now only these elite can escape."

"And the magic gods that appear this time are not one or two, but hundreds. Among the hundreds of magic gods, there is a human magic God. The human magic God is so terrible that he led the hundreds of magic gods to capture our two tribes."

Kong Yi also said in a deep voice: "the human magic God's intelligence is too high. All the weak people of our two tribes were killed by the magic God. Now I'm afraid the human magic God is planning to come to your qintian tribe to kill wantonly."

"What? There are hundreds of magic gods, and one human magic God takes the lead. How is this possible? This has never happened!" Miao Ye was surprised and couldn't help crying out.

Seeing Miao ye so surprised, Ni Yong was a little unhappy and said, "Miao Ye clan leader, this is not a time to be surprised. Among our three tribes, only your lock God array in qintian is the strongest. If you can stop the catastrophe, you can only see your lock God array in qintian tribe."

Miao Ye's eyes were gloomy and sighed: "I'm really sorry, two clan chiefs. The lock God array of our qintian tribe has been destroyed and can't be used now."

Ni Yong and Kong Yi were stunned. They stared at Miao ye in a daze and said in unison, "your lock God array has been destroyed? Has it been destroyed by the magic God?"

"It was destroyed by me. In order to compensate you, I will arrange a defense in qintian tribe to help you resist the magic God."

Suddenly, a low voice came, which attracted Ni Yong and Kong Yi's eyes and landed on Zhuo Wen not far away.

"Who are you? How dare you threaten to destroy the lock God array?" Ni Yong said coldly.

"Arrogant people don't know heaven and earth."

Kong Yi was more direct. As soon as Ni Yong's voice fell, he swept in front of Zhuo Wen, and the green lines on his body lit up continuously. Immediately, he punched through the air and burst on Zhuo Wen's face.

Bang!

Zhuo Wen slowly raised his right palm and gently caught Kong Yi's powerful fist. Then he pinched it and threw Kong Yi away like garbage, causing Kong Yi to show her teeth and hum in pain.

Hiss, hiss!

This scene, in the eyes of the people of the two tribes of Zhou Tian and Ju Tian, caused a lot of cold breath, and Ni Yong trembled all over, opened his mouth and couldn't make a sound.

"Guys, the lock God array was really destroyed by this distinguished guest. His... Strength is terrible..."

Miao Ye really doesn't know how to describe Zhuo Wen. Finally, he can only evaluate Zhuo Wen with the five words of terrible strength.

Of course, Miao Ye naturally didn't forget Zhuo Wen's promise. He stared at Zhuo Wen and asked, "can you really help us stop the magic God?"

Zhuo Wen frowned and said faintly, "I said just now that I will do my best. I have never seen this magic God and can't make a conclusion."

Then, with a wave of Zhuo Wen's sleeve robe, he immediately summoned the first Yang Dao sword and the ninth Yang Dao sword. At the same time, he also took out the long river sword and ziluo sword.

The first Yangdao sword, the ninth Yangdao sword, the Changhe sword and the ziluo sword turned into four Changhong, swept over and stopped over the center of the qintian tribe.

Zhuo Wen took a knife, sword, halberd, gun, bow and other sacred objects in different forms from the ring, as many as hundreds.

Most of these sacred vessels were taken from the holy rings of the saints he killed over the years, and some were taken from the Canglong hall. Of course, the grade of the sacred vessels was not very high, and Zhuo Wen was basically useless at ordinary times.

However, Zhuo Wen's cultivation is forbidden by swallowing spells, which records a forbidden array called hundred saints array, which is very powerful. The most important thing is that the arrangement of the hundred saints array is relatively simple and can be arranged in a short time.

However, the hundred holy weapons array needs a large number of holy weapons. Without enough holy weapons, we can't give full play to the power of the hundred holy weapons array.

Hundreds of sacred objects were swept into the sky and surrounded the qintian tribe. With the first Yangdao sword, the ninth Yangdao sword, Changhe sword and ziluo sword in the center as the core, they formed an extremely powerful and terrible array.

The people of qintian tribe can clearly feel the terror of this array by looking at the hundreds of holy weapons suspended in the sky and the hundred holy battle array arranged by it.

In particular, the people of qintian tribe are particularly impressed. The momentum of this hundred holy battle array is stronger than their previous lock God array. After all, the raw materials in this array are extremely rare sacred artifacts.

"Thank you, sir!"

Miao Ye bowed to Zhuo Wen. At the moment, his name also changed. His feeling is the deepest. This hundred Saint array is stronger than the lock God array, and it is too strong.

At the moment, with the help of the people, Kong Yi reluctantly got up. He also felt the powerful momentum of the hundred saints battle array. His face turned a little white. He was secretly annoyed that he had shot at the young man in front of him.

Ni Yong also stared at Zhuo Wen with fear. It's incredible that this seemingly weak young man contains such terrible power in his body.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, dozens of miles away from qintian tribe, dark shadows came. I saw that where these shadows passed, all the forest and grass on the earth withered, accompanied by the sound of strange laughter.

In qintian tribe, Zhuo Wen, if aware, stared at the sky ahead and said coldly, "it seems that the magic God you said should have come."

Miao ye and others looked along Zhuo Wen's eyes. Sure enough, there was a thick black cloud in the sky. When they looked carefully, there were huge shadows in these black clouds.

"It's a magic God. There are so many magic gods. Is this going to destroy all our three tribes?" Miao ye took a breath and said in a trembling voice.

The speed of the black cloud was very fast. In about a quarter of an hour, it swept over the qintian tribe from dozens of miles away.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were burning. He suddenly saw that the black cloud was formed by creeping black beasts.

As soon as I looked at the past, there were hundreds of black monsters in the black cloud, with different shapes, teeth and claws, disgusting.

In front of the black cloud, a young man in black came step by step, dancing in the wind, his eyes as cold as a knife.

The young man in black is no different from human beings, and this should be the human magic God in Miao Ye's mouth, and those black monsters should be ordinary magic gods.

Zhuo Wen looked at the young man in black carefully. Even he couldn't distinguish the specific difference between the human magic God and the human warrior. No wonder Miao night would confuse him with the human magic God.

Maybe he felt Zhuo Wen's eyes. The young man in black turned his head slightly and stared at Zhuo Wen indifferently. In his indifferent eyes, he narrowed slowly and looked at Zhuo Wen more.

In his eyes, Zhuo Wen's breath was incompatible with the rest of the tribe, or even gave him a sense of crisis.

This discovery made the young man in black frown and look unhappy. He didn't like the sense of crisis.

"Qintian tribe, don't fight in a desperate corner. Now surrender immediately and become the food for our great magic God group. In this way, I may make you die faster. Otherwise, I will torture you to death." the young man in Black said with a strange smile.

However, there was silence in response to the young man in black. Obviously, the people did not mean to surrender.

The young man in black narrowed his eyes and said indifferently: "it seems that you are going to fight in a desperate corner. Don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

With that, the young man in black waved his right hand, and the magic gods in the countless black clouds behind him dived down with open teeth and claws, and rushed to the hundred Saint battle array one after another.

Zhuo Wen's mouth was full of sneers. His right hand pointed to the sky and paused for time. The hundred saints array made a sound of weapons, crisp, sweet and deafening.

I saw hundreds of holy soldiers in the hundred holy battle array whirling violently and turning into a terrible weapon storm.

The core of the weapon storm is the four key cores of holy soldiers: the first Yangdao sword, the ninth Yangdao sword, ziluo sword and Changhe sword.

Bang bang!

As soon as the weapon storm came out, the offensive formed by hundreds of magic gods suddenly stagnated, and then all collapsed