"Grandpa..."

When Lin Zezhong, who was filled with water mist and poisonous gas, fought with the crazy pursuers of the Xuelan tribe for two days and one night, he returned to the Qinglan tribe and saw the old Ling Gong Lehai greeting at the gate of the tribe.

Letu, a man who didn't say even if his ear was bitten off by the enemy, just called out the word "grandfather" and burst into tears.

It was not because of scars all over his body, but because along the way, he witnessed the deaths of too many tribe members with his own eyes. The more than a hundred warriors he brought out were not even half of the people who came back.

But the warriors who came back were either injured or disabled!

Jiang Cheng, who stood on the side of Letu, looked very depressed. Zhou Su, who was lying on his shoulder due to injury, had fallen asleep at some point.

The tragic tragedy of these two days and one night cannot be described in words.

After learning that the sacrifices of the Blood Sacrifice ceremony were released, the tribesmen who could fight within the Blood Sacrifice tribe almost all came out.

More than a thousand people were chasing Jiang Cheng and his group of ten people in this Lin Ze.

Fortunately, in this Yinlan Lake, if it were on the plain, I am afraid that the number of Jiang Cheng and his group would be able to come back alive would be reduced by 80%.

Fortunately, perhaps there are not many elite warriors in the Xuelan tribe. After nearly 100 warriors led by Bagen and Hubu were cleverly killed by Jiang Cheng and Letu, among the more than a thousand people chased from the Xuelan tribe, there were only two who had reached the late stage of the Spirit-Devouring Realm.

The cultivation level of the other 99% of the Xuelan tribe members is only in the early stage of the Spirit Devouring Realm.

Although these Xuelan tribes only have the cultivation level of the early stage of the Spirit-Devouring Realm, when they don’t even want their lives, they are even more terrifying than the existence of the middle stage of the Spirit-Devouring Realm.

One of Letu's ears was bitten by a Xuelan tribe member in the early stage of the Spirit-Devouring Realm. The Xuelan tribe member paid his life.

Looking at Letu who cried bitterly, looking at Letu and Jiang Cheng with less than fifty people behind Letu and Jiang Cheng, looking at the more than forty warriors who were missing, with few noses and ears, Old Linggong Lehai's expression also became very sad.

"Children, my warriors, it's good to come back, it's good to come back." Old Linggong Le Hai shivered and stroked Letu's cheeks, looking at the injured Qinglan tribe warriors one by one.

These people are not missing any legs.

Because in this Yinlan Daze, you can live without arms, but without legs, you will definitely not live long.

After being excited, Letu pulled the old Linggong Lehai and said, "Grandpa, this time the reason why we were able to complete the plan to destroy the Blood Lan tribe is entirely due to Jiang Danzun and Mr. Zhou.

If there was no Jiang Danzun, if there was no one who had the combat power of Mr. Zhou and Jiang Danzun, let alone destroying the plan of the Blood Lan tribe, we might not be able to come back."

The old Linggong Leshen's expression suddenly moved, and he asked with the hands of Letu and Jiang Cheng: "Tell me what the specific situation is, tell me quickly?"

Just as Letu was about to speak, a ploppy sound of falling to the ground suddenly came from behind him.

When he looked back, it was the warriors behind him who were insisting on coming back, falling softly to the ground one by one.

Old Linggong Lehai and Letu, as well as many Qinglan tribe members who were welcomed, were shocked, and some of the relatives of the warriors rushed forward crying and shouting.

"It's okay, don't worry, they are just too tired and have too heavy losses. Take them in and rest quickly. Also, their injuries must be dealt with as soon as possible."

Jiang Cheng glanced at a warrior from Qinglan who was snoring and raving loudly.

In short, these people have been fighting hard outside for two days and two nights, and it is already good that they can come back with one's own strength.

Now that I have returned to the tribe, I feel relieved. It is normal to fall asleep directly when I am extremely tired.

While Old Linggong Lehai and Letu breathed a sigh of relief, they hurriedly directed many tribesmen to carry these warriors who had lived for hundreds of disasters back to rest and manage their affairs.

Take a loophole. Old Linggong Le Hai came over and grabbed Jiang Cheng's hand and said, "Jiang Danzun, this time, it's really a thanks..."

"Old Duke Ling, let's not talk about this for now. Can you let us have a sleep first?" Jiang Cheng said with a wry smile.

From the time of departure to now, it has been two days and two nights since the beginning. Including the day when we set out, we have not slept for three days and two nights. Among them, there are still high-intensity battles. Jiang Cheng is an iron man and can hardly hold on.

"Oh, yes!"

Old Linggong Le Hai nodded hurriedly and personally arranged a resting place for Jiang Cheng and Zhou Su with others.

Lying on the bed covered with soft skin, every inch of Jiang Cheng's bone seemed to be cheering.

The past two days and two nights have made Jiang Cheng's nerves extremely tense. Not only did he have to deal with the pursuers of the Xuelan tribe, but he also had to protect the escaped prisoners from being caught again. He had to snipe the pursuers who had pursued the nearest and take the initiative to attack.

For these two reasons, Jiang Cheng and Letu and his group had to face ten times more pursuers than them.

Fortunately, in the terrain of Lin Ze, it is extremely beneficial to the defenders. Otherwise, even if Jiang Cheng and Zhou Su were alive, it would be great that Jiang Cheng could save himself from his life even if he was facing more than a thousand people.

But it has to be said that the two days and two nights of hard fighting is also extremely worth it for Jiang Cheng.

For example, now, Jiang Cheng has begun to consider whether to refine the green spirit flower on the spot or return to Biyuan Kingdom to refine it?

According to Le Tu, because of the uncontrollable killing of the Xuelan tribe for years, the fewer warriors in the tribe fought, which is why they used the Blood Sacrifice to awaken the evil spirits.

Because if they do not rely on the power of the evil spirits, they cannot conquer the ancestral land of the Qinglan tribe by relying on the power of the Xuelan tribe by their Xuelan tribe.

Now, the offerings of their Blood Sacrifice were completely destroyed by Jiang Cheng and the blood Sacrifice naturally could not continue. Moreover, because of this battle, the only elite warriors in the Blood Lan tribe were even more damaged.

Because of Jiang Cheng's intervention, the Qinglan tribe only paid the price of more than fifty elite warriors, not only killed 100 elite warriors from the Xuelan tribe, but also killed 400 to 500 middle-level combat forces of the Xuelan tribe.

I believe that under the full defense of Qinglan's troops, the Xuelan troops will definitely not be able to capture the ancestral land where Qinglan's troops defend with all their strength.

In other words, in two and a half days, the Qingling flower located in the Qinglan tribe's ancestral land will mature, and Jiang Cheng will be able to get at least one Qingling flower.

When Jiang Cheng thought of the Qingling Flower, he remembered the Qingling Fruit. The magical effect of the Qingling Fruit mentioned by the old Linggong Lehai came to Jiang Cheng's heart.

"I don't know how many green spirit fruits the green wood vine can produce this time. I don't know if I can get a green spirit fruit this time. The green spirit fruit has such a magical effect of improving the level of the battle soul. I have to think of a way to get one..."

In this thought, the fatigue of two days and two nights came as a tide. Jiang Cheng's eyes slowly closed, and the sound of uniform breathing sounded, and Jiang Cheng fell into the deepest sleep.

In the Xuelan tribe hundreds of miles away, the people of the Xuelan tribe carried the bodies of Bagen and Hubu, and surrounded an old man and told the tragic events within the tribe in the past two days.

The old man wore an unknown straw coat woven with blood-colored grass leaves, and a slack dress. His gray hair was casually tied behind his head, and his whole body was filled with a sense of easy-going and ordinary.

Only the extremely shining blood mark in the middle of his forehead represents his status within the Xuelan tribe - Ling Gong!

This old man is Darren, a contemporary Linggong from the Xuelan tribe!

Even though the tribesmen around him cried so miserably, even if the bodies of Bagen and Hubu in front of him were very horrifying, Daren of the Linggong of the Xuelan tribe still looked calm, as if the disaster in the eyes of the tribesmen did not happen, and he was not anxious at all.

"Duke Ling, now all the sacrifices have been lost, and the ritual of awakening the ancestor spirit is no longer possible. What should we do? Please make an announcement on Ling's announcement." said an elder of the Xuelan Tribe.

"Are all the sacrifices lost? Is there any possibility of catching some of them?" asked Daren, Ling Gong of Xuelan's tribe.

The elder of the Xuelan, who was talking, shook his head with a strong expression, "Ling Gong, it's impossible. After this battle, all the elite left in the clan land were lost. If you want to capture the prisoners again, you have to transfer a large number of warriors from the ancestral land. Besides..."

Speaking of this, the elder of the Xuelan tribe suddenly stopped talking.

"What's more?" asked Daren, Ling Gong of Xuelan's tribe.

"Besides, the Qinglan tribe has already informed the only remaining tribes nearby with population. Those tribes have retreated overnight. Even if we want to arrest them, there is no one to arrest them unless we attack the Qinglan tribe."

"Attack the Qinglan Tribe?" Daren, the Linggong of Xuelan tribe, smiled and shook his head, "No warriors who attacked the ancestral land can be transferred back! This time, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for our Xuelan tribe. I missed this opportunity. From now on, within a thousand years, we will never have the possibility of capturing the Qinglan tribe's ancestral land."

"But Gong Ling, if you don't have sacrifices now, you cannot awaken the ancestral spirit, and you cannot awaken the ancestral spirit. With our current combat power, you will definitely not be able to attack the ancestral land of the Qinglan tribe." The elder said.

"Who said that the ancestor spirit cannot be awakened?"

The elder's expression was suffocated by the rhetoric question from the Linggong of the Xuelan tribe.

"But the sacrifice..."

The Linggong of the Xuelan tribe, Daren, looked at the elder, suddenly became a little cold: "Do you think our Xuelan tribe will lack sacrifices?"

The elder of the Blood Lan Minister suddenly became a little frightened!

"Do you understand what I mean?" When saying this, Daren, the Linggong of the Xuelan tribe, still looked like a faint smile. But in the eyes of the elder of the Xuelan tribe, he was extremely frightened.
Chapter completed!