It is extremely quiet, with countless attics hanging in the air.

There is no barrier in the air, but countless iron chains are hanging stably. This is the most powerful rule of refining weapons.

In the domain, it is extremely dim. In the dimness, there are many stars and moving spiritual springs.

This is a strange tribe in the temple, with millions of blood, second only to the Well tribe in the seven kingdoms of the temple.

Between countless hanging attics, there are endless vines, tangled with vines, which look like giant pythons hovering among them, giving people a feeling of a little secluded.

Near one of the spiritual springs, spiritual breath is gushing down.

The spiritual spring is close to the side, and there are many voices of discussion.

The Jing tribe, a strange tribe, has strong clan power and a large clan blood, but it is suppressed by the seven kingdoms, so it naturally has its own amazing flaws.

The practitioners of the entire Jing clan can only be ahead of the spiritual spring and spiritual breath.

The limited generation speed of Lingquan is extremely slow, which naturally creates huge restrictions on its expansion.

A female cultivator in a cloak stood at the highest point, watching the area, and seemed to sigh again.

The next breath, her expression immediately became alert.

Who is it?

He shouted and his eyes quickly looked at the dark place.

Ye Lingtian walked out of the darkness, protected by the heavenly vein of the formation. No one could sense his existence. Those who could know his existence were the only ones who saw him.

Seeing him, the female cultivator immediately showed a suspicious look in her eyes.

"It's really damn!"

The female cultivator then spoke, her contempt was obvious and could not expand, but she had the power to establish a clan.

Ye Lingtian went deep into the heartland, and there was no possibility that she would be afraid.

"You are Ayan, one of the four elders of the Jing clan?"

Ye Lingtian said lightly.

Hongyu Village has been involved in the command of the Jing tribe, and the entire Hongyu Village has long discussed this.

The tribes of the temple were invaded and seized by the tribes, and the former tribes joined the other tribes, were nothing more than slaves.

The Changhao clan’s plunder was not aimed at Hongyu Village, but at all small clans, but also to plunder slaves.

Hongyu Village would choose this result if it was absolutely necessary, just because the Jing tribe's expansion power was weak and the self-defense power was strong.

Even if you are the clan under his control, you will cherish it relatively.

"The tribe of the Red Feather Kingdom?"

After Ye Lingtian spoke, the female cultivator's eyes were still suspicious.

Ye Lingtian had already told all the information that Hongyu wanted to surrender, but he concealed his own breath, but Ayan could not sense it, so that he could not completely lose his guard.

"Although there is only one village of creatures, Elder Yan should not misunderstand. Ye came over to discuss cooperation with the Jing clan, not to defect to him."

After waiting for a moment, Ye Lingtian still said lightly.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

Ayan's eyes showed anger.

The temple is tired, and the competition for resources is the norm. The so-called cooperation is not impossible, but the premise is profitable.

There are hundreds of tribes in Hongyu Village, but they have no confidence in cooperating with the Jing tribe.

"What if I say, I understand Lingquan?"

Ye Lingtian smiled and said.

...

It covers the sky and the sun, and the endless wood is full of meaning. In the wood is full of meaning, there seems to be evil spirits.

It was a huge dead tree, with new buds on it, and there were many vines where the new buds came into being.

The endless spiritual springs are still shining. The spiritual springs of the Jing clan are both unrestrained and viable.

All its laws cannot be manipulated, and their numbers, which have increased or decreased over the past tens of thousands of years, are under their own restrictions.

There is no vitality because the people of the Jing tribe cannot control it. It is said that it has vitality, but after all, it has a method of self-regulation.

The four elders of the Jing clan have gathered together, some are careless, some are watching coldly, and some are full of murderous aura on their faces.

Some people closed their eyes and ignored them at all.

The four elders of the Jing tribe each have their own powers, and the four equal powers.

Under common sense, this architecture has long collapsed.

There is naturally a reason why it did not collapse.

That dead tree is the guardian god of the Well tribe.

The Jing tribe itself does not have the theory of god consciousness, and there is no possibility of actively clearing out the Yin spirit when it comes to the Yin spirit.

However, it is certain that dead trees and all spiritual springs echo each other.

When dead trees produce more new buds, the spiritual springs will decrease, and vice versa.

The Jing tribe will never have internal conflicts, but whenever there is something wrong, the Lingquan will decrease rapidly.

This is the law that the Wood God governs the clan.

"Elder Yan, are you sure it's not a joke?"

Above a giant lion, a white-haired practitioner asked lightly, many of them were disregarded.

"I hope he is not trying to die."

Ayan's eyes showed disapproval.

The undercurrents in the Well tribe are not reflected, and the reason why it is not manifested is because of the rule of the Wood God.

She knew what these elders were thinking, and she didn't want to explain to such a stupid person.

boom!

Ye Lingtian smiled, but he didn't agree. In an instant, the heavenly vein of the formation had exploded.

The breath was hidden, and no one in the Jing tribe knew what was going on, but they were slightly perceived and variables occurred.

After endlessly cracking the mystery and blessing all over the realm, Ye Lingtian instantly understood the laws in this realm.

The spiritual spring was shaking, and no one knew whether it was good or bad. In an instant, the four elders and everyone looked shocked.

"Stop it, sir!"

Everyone of the four elders spoke. Before they spoke, Ye Lingtian naturally stopped his momentum, and the turbulence of the spiritual spring had returned to peace.

The strong men of the Wanqianjing clan looked at Ye Lingtian, and there was nothing else except shock.

"The Jing tribe offended the past and laughed generously."

The four elders all have the same attitude. Although they are unwilling to accept the details, they are only similar to those of the strong men of the Jing clan because of Ye Lingtian's combat power.

But he was unimaginable to control the Spirit Spring, and the elders had to admire him.

"If Mr. Ye can really grow the spiritual spring, everything can be discussed, and wait for a moment."

The elders spoke again.

"Then thank you all."

Ye Lingtian smiled and said.

The position domain changes, and the Yin Spirit is still surrounded, and it is a long time.

In such a barren territory, the siege of the Yin Spirit cannot stop the attack in the temple.

But for the temple, it is a time of peace that has never been seen before, because there is no attack among the great powers.

It is a great thing that enemy countries will not attack outside the temple.

The people of Hongyu Village really occupy a depression in the Jing tribe area.

The depression and the Jing tribe pavilions form an obvious boundary, indicating that the well water does not interfere with the river.

In the sky, Ye Lingtian guided the power of refining weapons, and the position domain was turbulent, as if the stars were still running.

The new buds of the Wood God become old buds, the vines converge, and the giant wood of the Wood God seems to wither slightly.

Ye Lingtian guided the power of refining weapons and easily manipulated the spiritual spring.

The people of Hongyu Village are new and must be placed. The spiritual springs are increased and the wood god will wither naturally.

The spiritual springs are formed, and there are countless cheers between the pavilions, but there are a few practitioners with complex eyes.
Chapter completed!