Reborn 80,000 Years

"Hand, hand, my hand..."

In the wounds swallowed up by the space cracks, there were still spatial dao rhymes flowing from time to time. Before these spatial dao rhymes were cleared away, the arm of this Xuanwu tribesman was considered useless.

And even if he removes the spatial Daoyun from the wound, if the time is delayed a little too late, then even if he regenerates his severed limb later, the arm will still not be as flexible as usual.

Even the reborn arm will be biased towards the Tao of space. The Tao itself has an unstable foundation and cannot become a great way.

Of course, compared with these, the most unbearable thing for this Xuanwu tribe member now is the extremely subtle and clear, but extremely severe pain caused by the continuous flow of space Daoyun on the wound.

This kind of pain was not something he could resist at the moment. At this moment, his mind was completely invaded by the pain, and he could only cry out in pain.

Fortunately, the Xuanwu clan members on the side knew the seriousness of the situation and quickly sent someone to take him out for treatment.

After the injured Xuanwu tribe members left, an old man among the remaining Xuanwu tribe members looked at Yang Chen and said gloomily.

"I hope you are more knowledgeable, so as not to..."

"That's enough. If you dare to take action, I won't even take a minute to kill you. If you dare to stretch out any claws, I will chop them off on the spot."

Even if Daluo Jinxian comes, I have the ability to pull him together and die together. If you have the guts, just come. If you don't, just shut up. Who are you threatening through a formation, the ten thousand-year-old bastard? "

Yang Chen's words instantly made the old man of the Xuanwu clan forget what he was about to say, but what Yang Chen said was true. Yang Chen's reputation was built on the battlefield, not by words or bragging.

At present, he really didn't dare to stretch out his hand, so in the end he could only turn around and leave with his beard and eyes wide open, taking the Xuanwu clan members with him.

He wanted to go back and ask his ancestors to see how this matter should be done.

Letting Yang Chen and Mu Lingyun forge some evidence is necessary for now. Even if they can't deceive the Nine-tailed Fox Clan and Qilin Clan for a long time, they can delay it for a while.

After all, now that the six clans are fighting, if the Nine-tailed Fox clan and the Qilin clan know that Yang Chen died in their Xuanwu clan.

I am afraid that the Xuanwu clan will face a siege from the three clans in an instant, and it is even possible that the Qiongqi clan will secretly stumble on the Xuanwu clan in order to prevent the Qilin clan from going back to cause trouble for them.

By then, the Xuanwu Clan will be really in danger.

Even if they increase the blood concentration of the young patriarch now, the young patriarch may not have time to grow.

So we only need to drag it out, drag it through the war between the six tribes, and then even if it is exposed, it is no longer in a war situation.

Even if the Qilin Clan and the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan want to cause trouble for the Xuanwu Clan, they will not attack them in full force. Then everything will be easy to handle.

As soon as the old man from the Xuanwu clan left, Ling Yuyao immediately leaned towards Lin Chen and said with a panicked expression.

"Yang Chen, if they really send Daluo Jinxian here, what will we do?"

Yang Chen looked at Ling Yuyao. For some reason, he felt that Ling Yuyao had become a little weak after meeting again, always worrying about this and that.

However, although Yang Chen was a little emotional, he quickly comforted him: "It's okay, just relax.

Even if Daluo Jinxian comes, I have the ability to die together. The Xuanwu Clan will not waste the combat power of a Daluo Jinxian and die with us.

Not to mention that what they want is to use us as sacrifices. After our death, when the Nine-tailed Fox Clan and Di Yan come to avenge us, having one more Daluo Jinxian will provide them with more protection.

The Xuanwu Clan are not stupid, and what they want is just a letter to deceive Di Yan and the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan. There is no need to hold on to the possibility of catching up with the combat power of a Da Luo Jinxian. "

Yang Chen explained very clearly, even explaining the impossible reasons to Ling Yuyao, but Ling Yuyao shook her head and asked again.

"But what if they continue to use the same drugs?"

Yang Chen fell silent after hearing this, and felt more and more that Ling Yuyao was a little too sentimental and weird at the moment.

Yang Chen glanced at Mu Lingyun and found that Mu Lingyun also shook his head, obviously feeling that there was something wrong with Ling Yuyao, something was wrong.

However, Yang Chen still didn't point it out clearly. Instead, he took out some antidote pills and handed them to Mu Lingyun and Ling Yuyao.

"We were not prepared before, so we fell into their trap.

But now I will give you the detoxifying elixir first. This elixir can detoxify all kinds of poisons. Although I don’t know what the Xuanwu clan is using against us, there is still no problem in resisting it.

If you take this pill and take one every hour, you won't have to worry about them using the drug again. "

Yang Chen said and took the first pill, Mu Lingyun followed suit, and Ling Yuyao hesitated for a while before taking the pill.

Now Ling Yuyao finally had no more problems and began to practice quietly.

But Yang Chen couldn't help but fell into deep thought when he looked at the black light that suddenly lit up on Ling Yuyao's body.

On the other side, after the old man of the Xuanwu clan left the prison where Yang Chenmu Lingyun Ling Yuyao was imprisoned, he quickly led people to the Holy Land.

In the Holy Land, all the Daluo Jinxian-level experts from the Xuanwu Clan are currently setting up a large formation.

The leader looked at the hurried old man from the Xuanwu tribe and asked directly: "How is the situation? Have you got the things?"

Facing the clan leader's questioning, the old man from the Xuanwu clan stiffened and quickly told everything that had happened in the cage before.

When the other strong men of Da Luo Jin Fairyland heard Yang Chen's words repeated by the old man, some of them couldn't help but sneered: "This little human race is quite tough, so I'll go over and take a good look to see if he can keep his word."

There were other Daluo Jinxian on the side who heard the words and agreed. When the Daluo Jinxian who spoke saw someone supporting him, he immediately stood up and prepared to go to the prison where Yang Chen and others were imprisoned.

"stop!"

Seeing that the person was about to leave, the Xuanwu clan leader scolded him directly.

"Are all of them crazy? Yang Chen's reputation was built on the battlefield. If he really wants to die with others, even if I go, he will be seriously injured.

As for you, one of you died in the past, and you were all dragged to be buried with him.

Can you use your brain a little bit and only increase your cultivation level without developing your brain? "

Faced with the clan leader's scolding, everyone suddenly became quiet.

"Then no matter how powerful Yang Chen is, he is still not a Da Luo Jinxian. At worst, we will risk serious injuries to teach him a lesson."

But after being quiet for a while, words suddenly came from the side, and the Xuanwu clan leader felt a headache.

"What we want is their immortal body and cultivation. They choose to self-destruct. Where can we get the immortal body? Where can we find the sacrifices?

If that's the case, it's better to just go outside and find other sacrifices, which just won't offend the Nine-tailed Fox Clan and the Qilin Clan, not to mention the reputation of being ungrateful. Can you use your brains? "