Painting of the Nine Immortals

Where there are interests, there are disputes.

This point has remained unchanged forever.

Although the Wu tribe has weakened, it can only be partial for a while, and can not compete with the thousands of people in the world. But the internal fighting never stopped.

The cause is the totem.

The Twelve Witch Deities in Honghuang left twelve totems and were worshipped by countless tribes. At the beginning, the power of the totem was absolutely complete, and it was not only equivalent to a Xeon magic weapon, but also the Witch God method contained in it was complete.

However, as time passed, the power of the totem was divided into countless parts. So to be precise, the major tribes worship not the complete totem of witch gods, but the totem fragments.

In the case of weak water tribes, the low-level fragments are enshrined, the medium-sized forces worship medium fragments, and so on.

Therefore, the strength of the totem has become an important benchmark for measuring the strength of a tribe.

The most basic condition for upgrading from a small tribe to medium power is to enhance the low totem fragments to medium fragments.

There is only one way to enhance it, and that is to devour.

Devour the totems of other tribes!

It is for this reason that the witches have been in internal fighting. As long as the twelve totems are incomplete for one day, the internal fighting will always exist.

At this moment, the weak water tribe is facing an attack called the monster water tribe.

This tribe, like the weak water tribe, belongs to a small force, and it also worships the water gods to work together. On weekdays, they constantly friction with the weak water tribe.

Now, the demon water tribe finally revealed its fangs, intending to devour the totem of the weak water tribe.

"boom!"

The war broke out in an instant. There was no sign of the Demon Water Tribe, but there were signs to follow.

Any tribe wants to be promoted, and one of the important conditions for promotion is to let their totems grow to a higher level.

In order to achieve this ambition, fighting is naturally the only way.

"kill!"

The shouts shook the sky, killed the sky, and faced the raid from the Demon Water Tribe, the weak water tribe showed a good combat literacy and did not panic.

They fought and rebelled, without fear, all killed in blood, and swore to death.

Totems are not only a guarantee of strength, but also a spiritual belief. Losing a totem means that the tribe will no longer exist.

Therefore, everyone did their best to swear.

Unfortunately, since the Yaoshui Tribe dared to wage war, it was naturally well prepared.

With a full lineup of five monks who have become enthusiastic, all the people in the weak tribes feel powerless and even hopeless.

Looking at the entire weak water tribe, only the patriarch and the two elders reached the Dandan period, which is far worse than the monster water tribe.

Therefore, no matter how desperate the weak water tribe is, it is difficult to resist the invasion of the demon water tribe.

The gap is too big, there is no hope of winning!

This is still under the circumstances of Lingxian's instructions, otherwise, the weak water tribe has long been destroyed. Although the final result was still defeat, at the very least, there were no casualties.

"Must ... weak tribes will be buried in my hands?"

Sui Li couldn't help but think that the whole heart was full of bitterness and even despair.

It is not just him, all the people in the weak tribe are desperate, although there have been no casualties since the war began. But judging from the current situation, it will happen sooner or later.

But in the despair of retrospective force, he suddenly thought of Ling Xian, the kind of trembling feeling when facing the overlord-level fierce beast.

At the moment, he was refreshed, and temporarily forced the three monks to retreat in the strongest way, and then shouted at Su Gang.

"Su Gang! Hurry! Hurry up and ask Ling Ling!"

The words fell, and the eyes of all the weak tribe lit up.

By pointing, even a fool can understand that Lingxian is a strong man. Therefore, there was a sudden burst of hope.

"Ah, yes, I'll go!"

Su Gang just patted his head, and he hated himself for not knowing how he had come. Now, he came to Lingxian's hut as fast as possible, full of eagerness.

Seeing Su Gang just broke into the hut, Ling Xian immediately smiled.

The moment he launched the raid in Yaoshui Tribe, he knew that the opportunity had come. As long as you can save the weak water tribe, watching the totem is absolutely not a problem.

Therefore, Ling Xian has been waiting, waiting for the patriarch to retroactively speak.

Right now, Sui Li has said he is going to ask for a shot, which means he owes him a favor. Observe the matter of totems, no suspense.

Of course, the premise is that he can repel the demon water tribe.

However, in Ling Xian's view, this matter is a foregone conclusion, and a few monks of Dandan just have nothing to do with the ants in his eyes.

"Senior, please show mercy and save my weak water tribe!"

Su Gang was anxious, and ‘Tong Tong’ knelt on the ground, his eyes full of pleading.

"Rest assured, there will never be one death in the weak water tribe." Ling Xian smiled lightly, and confidently illuminated Tianyu.

Although he intends to use this opportunity to achieve the purpose of observing the totem, the good nature is placed there, and naturally he cannot bear the casualties of the weak water tribe.

Therefore, he had long shot secretly, and put a layer of defense on everyone in the weak tribe. Otherwise, with the strength of the weak water tribe, how can it block the enemy like a wolf and a tiger?

"Then please ask the seniors to hurry up and be late, it will be too late!"

Looking at those **** fighting tribe, Su Ganghu's eyes were full of anxiety.

"Rest assured, I have promised to take a shot, how can there be casualties?" Ling Xian smiled, and then got up and walked out of the cabin.

Immediately afterwards, a bland word resounded here.

"Stop it."

The words fell, and everyone stunned slightly, subconsciously stopping the attack.

The people in the weak water tribe are all hopeful. They firmly believe that as long as Ling Xian takes the shot, he can definitely resolve the crisis.

After all, he can be seen by everyone and is definitely a strong one!

When the monster beast tribe saw Lingxian, they all showed a bit of disdain.

"It's a human race."

An old Wu ethnic man narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "This matter has nothing to do with you, so quickly retreat to avoid mistakes."

"Since it has already come out, is there any reason to back off?"

Ling Xian's mouth smiled, the clouds were light, and the wind was calm.

"If you don't retreat, you're looking for death."

The old Wu people looked cold, as did the remaining monks, except for being cold, they were disdainful.

In the eyes of all witches, the human race is cowardly. After all, in ancient times, the human race was a slave to all major races.

Although this has long been the past tense, in the hearts of some races, it is still deeply ingrained. Therefore, the people of Yaoshui Tribe are naturally disdainful.

"Are you looking for death?"

Ling Xian shook her head and laughed, too lazy to talk nonsense, a big sleeve fluttered, set off a mighty wind, and directly blasted the five monks.

There is no suspense or stasis. The five powerful and powerful Dandans in the eyes of the weak tribe are like fallen leaves at this moment.

When the wind blew, it flew.

Suddenly, all the witches in the scene were stunned, and their eyes were wide, unbelievable.