Chapter 1263: Slaughter

Only then did Feng Yixiu see that the ancient runes were carved on the sacred wood totem, which seemed to be echoing the old chief's faint golden light.
I saw that the old chief gently touched the seemingly unremarkable scepter in his hand to the sacred wood totem, still chanting words in his mouth, as if it were a Sanskrit sound outside the sky.
A vision appeared right above the Shenmu Totem, and the sky that had just been cloudless began to become turbulent, gradually forming a huge vortex.
"boom!"
The huge heaven and earth vortex covered a range of thousands of meters, as if a huge thunder was brewing.
As a huge dragon-shaped thunderbolt smashed into the totem of the Shenmu, then I saw a huge crack that appeared and disappeared directly above the Shenmu tribe.
The moment the space crack appeared, everyone felt a powerful dragon breath spread, and the sound of dragon chants came faintly.
Ye Qingqing pushed Feng Yixiu and Shen Ruyu, and said in a deep voice, "Hurry up, this is the entrance to the Dragon Tomb. It's up to you to get in!"
Shen Ruyu held Feng Yixiu's hand tightly, and under the leadership of the other party, she began to volley into the air, almost at the same time submerged in that space crack.
Both of them possessed the blood of the Holy Spirit, almost without any resistance, they instantly sank into that crack.
Seeing that the two entered smoothly, the old chief slowly removed the scepter in his hand from the totem of the sacred wood, and no longer plausible.
Suddenly, the entire sky instantly returned to its original state, and the apocalyptic scene just disappeared instantly, as if it had never appeared before.
"I hope the two of them can return safely..." Ye Qingqing clasped her hands tightly together and prayed.
"I don't know if they are safe, but you are not so safe anymore." Long Yun stepped on the Frost Longsword and walked slowly towards the Shenmu Altar, followed by Long Chen and others behind him.
This time the evil dragon hunting group was almost all dispatched, probably with a team of thousands of people. They surrounded the Shenmu tribe from all directions, obviously coming with preparation.
For a moment, all the people near the Shenmu Altar gathered together, looking at the people of the dragon hunting group that were advancing in front of them like an enemy.
Ye Tao and Ye Qingqing stood on both sides of the old chief, and summoned their own war spirits for the first time, staring at the approaching Long Yun and Long Chen with vigilance.
The old chief exuded violent anger, and said solemnly: "Our Shenmu tribe does not welcome uninvited guests, please go back!"
Long Yun didn't take it seriously. He still slowly approached the high platform, hovering in the sky above the high platform, condescendingly said: "If you are acquainted, quickly open the dragon tomb, otherwise, I will let you feel what It's called death than life..."
Ye Qingqing said loudly: "Bah! You are dreaming!"
"Oh... it's really a headache! This young master originally wanted to settle this matter peacefully, but since you toast and not drink fine wine, don't blame me for using some special methods." Long Yun smiled slightly, and then turned behind him. The eyes of the close-fitting guard gestured.
Immediately, the dragon hunting group of thousands of people began to encircle and suppress, one by one, they searched every house of the Shenmu tribe, and then began to kill.
For a time, the entire Shenmu tribe became a sea of ​​blood, and the screams and cries of the children became a piece, like a real purgatory on earth.
"You beasts, I'm fighting with you!"
Ye Qingqing and Ye Tao finally couldn't help but began to attack Long Yun, and the two huge war trees attacked each other.
But Ye Qingqing was only in the realm of the War Spirit King, and Ye Tao was only in the seventh-level War Spirit Realm, and his combat experience was not very rich, so where would he be Long Yun and Long Chen's opponent.
Long Yun didn't even bother with the call, and the vines that had attacked from all directions were instantly frozen within ten meters of him.
The terrifying cold air followed these tree vines, and in the blink of an eye, the two war treants were frozen into ice sculptures, and the two had no power to fight back.
Long Chen also took the opportunity to make a move, Qing Mingjian lightly pointed, and a violent cyan thunder followed the frost and instantly turned the two war trees into dust.
Ye Qingqing spit out a mouthful of blood, and the corner of Ye Tao's mouth also overflowed with blood, so he still didn't give up, both waved his spirit soldiers to fight back.
"Stop...you all stop me!" The old chief looked at the tragedy before him, his old face turned into a dead gray, and he shouted anxiously.
Long Chen waved his hand, and the talents of the evil dragon hunting group stopped immediately and looked in the direction of the altar.
"What? Old guy... now I figure it out?" Long Yun said with a weird smile.
"This is the sacred wood bead. Only by letting him emit a white light can I let you in." The old chief's trembling hand was holding a dim bead.
"Old stuff...Isn't that right!" Long Yun gently grabbed towards the void, and the Shenmu Zhu was sucked into his hand, and then slowly input spiritual power into it.
However, the Shenmu beads not only did not emit a soft white light, on the contrary, they exuded a rich black air!
"You...Who are you? Ordinary blood spirit masters just make the sacred wood bead emit a dark red color, but you turned the sacred wood bead into black!" The old chief looked at the black bead, A look of horror said.
"Snapped!"
Long Yun's complexion was green, and he squeezed the sacred wood bead in his hand fiercely.
"Damn... I wanted to be merciful and let you have a way of life, but you asked for it!" Long Yun's eyes gradually turned red, and the surrounding air gradually condensed into dark snowflakes, which together became dark. And the frost sword in his hand.
A huge black real dragon appeared in everyone's sight, and the dragon's power that was nearly 100 meters in size was extremely terrifying!
The entire Shenmu tribe was under the awe of this terrifying dragon, and ordinary people and people with a lower realm were so scared that their legs could not help shaking.
The power generated by the ultimate dragon is simply too amazing, and it uses the momentum of turning the river and the sea...
"Roar!"
With the roar of the dragon that resounded through the world, a black ice energy beam was ejected from the mouth of the black true dragon.
As long as this force of ice that destroys the world and the earth is contaminated even a little, it will be instantly frozen into a pitch-black ice sculpture!
However, within ten seconds, most of the people in the Shenmu tribe were frozen into ice sculptures unable to move.
Naturally, Long Chen was not idle either, but after being frozen into an ice sculpture, Qing Minglong would blast it all into powder with a powerful thunder!
Long Yun slowly landed in front of the old chief, pinched the opponent's neck with one hand, slowly lifted it up, and said in a low voice: "Old fellow, I'll give you one last chance, and quickly open the Dragon Tomb for me. , Otherwise you don’t even want to live..."
"Even if I die... I won't let evil spirits like you enter the Dragon Tomb!" The old chief's face turned into pig liver color, and he was still dead.
"Daddy!"
"father!"
Ye Qingqing and Ye Tao wanted to save the old chief, but they were easily controlled by the indifferent Long Chen.
"Bad... let go of my grandpa!"
Suddenly, a small stone slammed into Long Yun's face heavily, hitting his face.
He did not expect that someone would dare to resist him. Although a stone did not hurt, it made him feel very angry.
Long Yun slowly looked under the high platform, and saw a young child who was holding a handful of stones in his hands, shaking all over.
The young boy sat down on the ground when he saw Long Yun's murderous eyes, his eyes full of fear.