Ariel looked at the god-like figure in front of him, the enthusiasm in his eyes became more and more intense, and then he knelt down on the ground regardless of his injuries, and said excitedly: "Thank you for saving my life, my lord!"

Zhuo Wen nodded. He stared at the Huangquan death needle beside Allie, and said indifferently: "You are very good at being able to condense the death needle of Huangquan. You should go back now. I am afraid this place will not be peaceful in the future."

Receiving Zhuo Wen's praise, A Lie trembled with excitement, kowtowed his head three more times, and then retreated silently.

After killing the feminine man, Zhuo Wen got two thousand drops of yellow spring water. The strength of this feminine man is stronger than the phantom god who appeared in the Qin Tian tribe last time, but weaker than the black-robed woman.

Originally, there were only three death needles from the underworld condensed on Zhuo Wen's body, but in the past year, the Qintian tribe has developed too fast, everyone is killing phantom gods, and many water droplets from the underworld have accumulated.

Miao Ye is also quite a man, and every once in a while, he will give half of the Huangquan water drops obtained by the Zhuowen tribe.

Although Zhuo Wen has basically been in seclusion this year, relying on the tribute from the tribe, his water drops from the underworld are also increasing day by day, and now he has accumulated more than 80,000 water drops from the underworld.

Boom!

Suddenly, in the land surrounded by countless mountain peaks in front, a black mist suddenly rose into the sky, forming a black and terrifying whirlwind pillar. In the black pillar, one after another ferocious beasts and phantom gods flew towards them like raindrops. It looked extremely spectacular and terrifying.

"It seems that something happened in the ancestral land!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed, but he did not venture into the ancestral land alone, but cautiously returned to the Qintian tribe.

"My lord, what happened in the ancestral land?" Miao Ye asked with fear in his eyes after Zhuowen returned to the tribe.

Zhuo Wen shook his head and said: "I don't know about this matter, let's just wait and see."

I saw that the black pillar soaring up from the ancestral land suddenly made a sound of explosion, and immediately collapsed. Then everyone in the Qintian tribe discovered in horror that countless strange beasts and phantom gods emerged from the burst black pillar, It swept towards this side overwhelmingly.

And in front of the countless alien beast phantom gods, two human phantom gods quickly rushed over.

"The phantom gods are attacking, why are there so many, at least thousands of phantom gods of alien beasts? And there are two phantom gods in human form, this..."

Seeing the countless imaginary gods approaching aggressively, the Qin Tian Tribe fell into panic, and everyone's eyes immediately fell on Zhuo Wen.

Zhuowen jumped into the sky above the tribe in one step, he stared quietly at the phantom gods that swept over the sky, and said indifferently: "These phantom gods treat you as food, and regard you as their livestock, are you going to continue like this? ?�

"Don't you want to change? Don't you want to fight for your own destiny? If you don't want to, you can step back and continue to be the role of livestock you used to be. If someone wants to fight your destiny with me, they are willing to dedicate their lives to this end. The hero of his own life, stand up now..."

Although these words were indifferent, they resounded like thunder in the ears of everyone in the tribe. The people who were originally panicked suddenly calmed down. Yes, at this moment their hearts were unprecedentedly peaceful.

"One's life is not to obey the destiny, but to act against the sky, so as to control one's own destiny. I, Miao Ye, do not want to continue to be a lamb to be slaughtered. I am willing to follow the adults against the sky and resist the phantom god."

Miao Ye stood up, his eyes full of determination.

"Ariel is willing!"

Allie was the second to stand up.

"Ni Yong is willing!"

"Kong Yi is willing!"

"..."

Then, people from various tribes stood up one after another with firm eyes, and their eyes showed the color of death.

Looking at a member of the tribe below who regarded death as his home, Zhuo Wen even saw some old and weak women and children among them, and they also stood up.

In their hearts, the tribe is their home and their belief.

Although they used to fear the phantom god like a tiger, but now in order to protect their home, each of them is willing to risk their lives. Even the old, the weak, women and children, choose the former without hesitation between home and life.

At the moment when everyone in the tribe stood up, the killing yellow spring fingers in Zhuo Wen's body seemed to receive a certain resonance. Suddenly, the eight dead needles from the yellow spring collapsed and turned into more than 80,000 drops of yellow spring water. Make a strange sound.

Not only Zhuowen, but also the water droplets from the Yellow Spring in the bodies of all the people in the Qin Tian Tribe rushed out of their bodies one after another, resonating with the water droplets from the Yellow Spring on Zhuo Wen's body.

The sound of resonance became louder and louder, like a thunder that descended from the nine heavens, rumbled and exploded tens of thousands of miles around the entire Qintian tribe.

Zhuowen also didn't expect such a change to happen. He saw drops of water from the Yellow Spring plucked from the bodies of all the people in the Qintian tribe, and all of them gathered in the sky immediately, completely merging with the 80,000 drops of water from the Yellow Spring released by Zhuo Wen. together.

Crash!

In an instant, so many drops of yellow spring water formed a huge river of yellow spring ten miles away, like accumulated water forming a stream.

Although the Huangquan formed by Zhuo Wen at this moment is much smaller than the Huangquan formed by the killing Huangquan finger used by Taoist Canglong in the picture, but Zhuo Wen's eyes are full of excitement.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that the real cultivation method that killing Huang Quan refers to is probably not an individual, but the entire group.

Manpower will eventually be exhausted, no matter how much one person kills in a lifetime, how many drops of hell can he accumulate? JrNovels.com