Chapter 588: 935

Chapter 588 Chapter 953: What are you doing
The same scene was staged in Shewu Mountain and Fengming Mountain. When Tang Siyuan and Tang Zhen, who had been transferred from the mountain, returned to Beishan, they saw this disintegrating scene.
The instigator of the Shura Field had already rode Qing Luan to escape, so there was no possibility of venting the shame and anger in the hearts of several people.
The few people separated immediately and flew towards each mountain, trying to see if there were any tribesmen who had survived Qinglian's wrath. Although they knew the hope was slim, they still fell on the mountain with their heads bored.
The whole mountain is shrouded in green wood miasma. This is the aftertaste of Qinglian's anger. The faint lotus fragrance is full of poison, but it will attract people to sniff hard.
Tang Zhen saw that some clan warriors and subordinates who accidentally strayed into the miasma had become standing statues.
Seeing this situation, how could he not understand that Qinglian would be angry, and there would be no living people. This was the worst loss suffered by the Tang family since the war between the two clans began.
With the spiritual power of the rain to disperse the green wood miasma, Tang Zhen sat down on the top of the Nan E Mountain, with waves of weakness rising in his heart.
The poisonous miasma was dispelled, and the tribesmen who had been watching from the periphery finally entered this Shura field, watching their loved ones turn into blue crystals, and the remnants of their limbs were severed. Many people whimpered uncontrollably while collecting the incomplete crystal statues.
"It's not to blame you." Tang Siyuan put his palm on the shoulders of Tang Zhen who was squatting on the ground with a look of loneliness and said lightly: "I asked you to chase together. The responsibility for adjusting the tiger away from the mountain lies with me. So many people have died. The responsibility is also with me."
For a whole hundred years of tit-for-tat, Tang Siyuan has already understood Mi's incomparably well, but this incident has renewed his knowledge of Mi's family. The speed of this Qingluan destroyed all his knowledge of Mi's bird.
This speed is almost the same as that of Phoenix. When the small team led by Mihu really showed his speed, he immediately realized that he was hitting the score, but when they rushed back, the outer three mountains had become This look.
Knowing that Tang Zhen could not forgive himself, he simply blocked all the responsibilities, hoping that his old buddy could get better.
"You don't need to excuse me." Tang Zhen stood up, facing the south, and said quietly, "I want to go to Nanling Beast Valley."
As Tang's defense chief, since there is no way to protect Beishan, he has to pay for it!
Tang Siyuan’s complexion was complicated. He knew that Tang Zhen still could not accept the death of so many tribesmen, but he could not even watch the old man doing stupid things because of self-blame. He persuaded him: "The tribe’s death is also very hard for me, but you There is no way to avenge them. There are countless blood crows entrenched in the periphery of Nanling Beast Valley, day and night, and we can't connect close to us. What about attacking!?"
If it is said that Longzhou is least afraid of air strikes, it is Mihu. Those who raise countless spirit birds can fill the sky with their eyes and ears. Not to mention Wuzong's own air speed, it is the link of Mihu. The Luan bird under the crotch of the team snatched it, and they could not get close to the Nanling Beast Valley and they would be encircled.
"What you have to consider right now is not these, but how to re-arm Beishan!" Tang Siyuan walked to Tang Zhen and stood still, breaking the old man's head to his face and said: "Look at me, don't think of revenge! Now this small team is hovering deep in Beishan. They are waiting for us to do something stupid and then make another surprise attack. Look at your side. Do you want this tragedy to repeat itself in Beishan!"
Under Tang Siyuan’s persuasion, Tang Zhen finally returned to his soul. He looked at the crying clansmen around him, and looked at the remnants of crystal sand on the ground. He clenched his fists, his blood surged, and his red eyes pushed Tang Siyuan away. : "But I can't stop this alliance at all, you know, you can see the speed of the birds, do you think we can catch up? We can only defend passively!"
With a backhand pointing to the mountain peak exploded by the lotus seat, Tang Zhen roared: "Did you see it, can use this level of Qinglian anger, this alliance is all the top Wuzong of Mi clan, how many Wuzongs do we want to be in Beishan day and night? Stand by to defend, and as long as there is one negligence, this Qinglian will fall on any mountain!"
Tang Siyuan didn't know that Tang Zhen made sense, and he only needed to do a simple empathy to know what kind of damage this small alliance would bring to Beishan.
But now there is a shortage of soldiers in the clan. As the chief of defense, if he asks for help from the clan, he wants to ask Zong Zheng to go out of the dead. The weaker party takes the lead in using the background to bring about the impact of this battle.
Tang Zhenhui thinks this way because he doesn’t understand Tang Zhi’s plan, so he feels that his decision to ask for help will put the whole family into a huge passivity. At this time, Tang Siyuan really wants to tell the old man his plan and tell the old man. As long as he persists until spring, he will usher in a huge turnaround, but after all, he still didn't say a word, just looked at Tang Zhen guiltily.
After a brief vent, Tang Zhen calmed down his emotions. The anger was only because of his incompetent anger. After all, he would fall to this point because he was not strong enough.
The two who recovered their calm stood on the top of the mountain in Nan'e, looking at the tribesmen who were clearing the battlefield.
When the two were in a daze, suddenly a thunderous sound came from the sky above Beishan, and the sound wave swept across the entire Beishan community.
"Mihu, what are you doing hiding on that cloud in the northwest? Do you want to attack Wushan again!"
This sudden warning shocked Tang Siyuan and Tang Zhen who were standing on the top of the mountain in Nan'e, but those who were familiar with Tang Luo heard who it was. Out of trust in him, they almost simultaneously Yukong He got up, and went quickly toward Shooting Wushan.
Before the two could fly to Shewu Mountain, Tang Luo's warning sound appeared again.
"The crowd of Shooting Wushan quickly dispersed and returned to their homes. All the Mortal Transformation Warriors are ready to attack together, and they are ready to face the northwestern cloud layer and stand by!"
"The two Wuzongs on Shewu Mountain don't move, the elder and chief are already on the way here, don't panic!"
Above the clouds, Mihu's face was gloomy, and the sneak attack was called broken. Now the people shooting Wushan are on guard, but since they are here, they have to put a green lotus down for anything!
"Cohesion!" Mihu ordered in a deep voice, and the three began to gather spiritual power under the cover of the clouds.
But before the Qinglian took shape, Tang Luo's instructions sounded again: "All Xuanfan pinches the spiritual skills to stand by, and the two Wuzongs immediately release their hands to the clouds!"
At the moment when Mihu and the three condensed Qinglian, two golden palms appeared in mid-air and struck towards the clouds.
(End of this chapter)