Delis secretly hated her, but when she thought of the feeling that made people intoxicated just now, she couldn't help but fall into silence.

She sneered, "Have you been here for a long time?"

Li Hao's pupils were slightly tightened and he looked at Lilith quietly.

If Lilith has been here for a long time, does that mean she has heard something she shouldn't have heard?

Lilith smiled and said, "I've been here for a long time and I heard something."

Lilith was outspoken and had no worries about being targeted by the two.

Delis was silent for a moment and suddenly laughed: "Why, do you want to have a gamble?"

Lilith said calmly: "Do I have a choice?"

Delis said nothing when she heard this.

No matter what conflicts there are within the Angel Clan, at least to outsiders, it is always a family. So as long as Delis participates, others will not care at all that this is the Angel Clan’s meaning or Delis’ personal will.

Because it doesn't make sense, and no one cares.

After a brief silence, Delis said, "It's good, but in this case, we need a complete plan, and at least we can't find any flaws in a short period of time."

Li Hao pondered: "I have a plan."

Delis and Lilis looked at each other, with a little doubt and curiosity in their eyes.

Li Hao thought about it and slowly expressed his plan.

Two months later, Dahuangzhou and the middle of the Hengduan Mountains.

A green poisonous dragon hovered on the towering mountain, with a huge body hundreds of miles long, as huge as a mountain range. Its body was covered with green scales the size of wheels, shining brightly under the scorching sun like invincible divine gold.

The poisonous dragon stands proudly in the sky, and its huge dragon head is like a mountain.

Although he didn't have many movements, his majestic figure was already trembling.

The terrifying aura spreads, and poisonous smoke covers the lush forests.

The ancient trees are withered and yellow, and the creatures are extinct.

The indestructible scales rubbed against the rocks, making a sound of metal and iron fighting.

The poisonous dragon rose up in the mountains and looked at the human tribe with about hundreds of thousands of people in the distance, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

Hunting, devouring, playing!

Unlike other creatures, Poison Dragon likes to see lowly creatures die in panic, and his struggle and despair make him extremely excited.

After finding the prey, the poisonous dragon was like winding mountains, heading towards the human tribe in the distance.

Wherever the huge body passed, the mountains and forests were razed to the ground.

With the cultivation of the Poison Dragon, it is easy to change the size of the body.

But he didn't do this because there was no need, and even more because he liked to see the creatures in panic and despair.

For him, the fear and despair of toys are the best seasonings.

The movement of the poisonous dragon is too great, so it can be clearly heard hundreds of miles away.

Before it reached the human tribe, the earth tremors caused by its actions and the terrifying aura had spread from afar.

distance.

The human tribe was in panic.

There are not many tribes with tens of thousands of people, but there are not many in this continent.

The elderly Wu stood on the tribe's city wall, frowned and looked into the distance, his eyes full of worry and anxiety.

fear!

He felt the terror attack!

That is a great terror that the tribe cannot resist!

The tribe's patriarch was strong and was a middle-aged man with an ordinary face. He was wearing leather armor, with solid muscles bulging like a statue, full of explosive power.

Middle-aged people have the cultivation level of the peak Dharma image, and are already considered first-class strong people in the human race.

Looking at the entire human race, the realm of transformation is already the strongest. Not to mention transformation is the realm of transformation, even monks in the realm of Dharma are rarely seen.

Therefore, middle-aged people are not weak, but the overall strength of the human race is relatively weak.

The middle-aged man said: "Witch."

Wu said in a deep voice: "Let the tribesmen evacuate immediately, the faster the better, and the further you go, the better."

The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly and he said anxiously: "But, this is my Sangmu Tribe."

Wu did not wait for the middle-aged man to speak, but suddenly looked back, stared at his blood-colored turbid eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Do you want my Sangmu Tribe to destroy the clan?"

The middle-aged man's face changed drastically, and he looked at Wu in shock, and suddenly fell into silence.

Extermination of the clan!

Is it Lian Wu!?

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "Please ask the witch to evacuate quickly. My Sangmu Shang will live and die with the tribe."

The witch, who controls mysterious power, is the strongest man in the tribe.

They missed the ancient heritage and made endless contributions to the continuation of the tribe.

Every human tribe has the existence of witches, and witches are the core and inheritance of the tribe. A tribe may not have a clan leader, but it must not be without witches. Any tribe that loses witches will eventually be swallowed by other tribes, or will disappear forever under the smoke and clouds of history.

So after a brief thought, the mulberry wood merchant quickly made a decision.

A tribe can have no patriarch, but it must not be without witches.

Wu smiled bitterly and said, "It's useless. He has already set his sights on me. Let's go, let's go."

The witch said, jumping into the distance.

The long white hair with countless braids danced freely under the blowing of the strong wind, and the slightly worn gray mai coat showed the hard life of the Sangmu Tribe.

Wu's wrinkled face was not afraid or panic.

Although the disaster came suddenly, it did not make him give up his fighting spirit.

He wants to use his last power to win a glimmer of opportunity for the tribe to continue.

Even, it's just a very slight opportunity.

Sang Mu Shang watched the witch fly into the distance, but he didn't understand what was going on.

His expression changed slightly, and finally gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, and ordered resentfully: "Hurry up, let the tribe members evacuate and evacuate immediately."

When the Sang Mu Shang talked about it, he was already in tears.

Without the witch, what's the use of evacuating even if the Sangmu tribe is gone?

The new witch cannot grow up, and the Sangmu tribe will never have a chance to revive.

The poisonous dragon stared at the old man in the distance and smiled fiercely: "Ant, do you want to stop me?"

His voice was like thunder, shaking the sky.

The white clouds floated through the distance, shattered by the sudden sound.

The ground seemed to be storm, and the trees were swaying.

The witch had to raise a green protective cover around her to resist the invasion of poisonous fog that filled the world.

Wu's face looked ugly, and Poison Dragon's cultivation was even stronger than he expected.

"You are not afraid of the saint Taiqing's reckoning." I struggled to resist the erosion of poisonous fog, and threatened hoarsely.

The poisonous dragon laughed and said, "Taiqing, you mean the human race Taiqing, the arrogant child who slaughtered six eternal giants for more than two months.

Haha, it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous. If he dares to appear in front of me, I will tear it apart and swallow it."

When the poisonous dragon said this, he mocked: "Taiqing is now a wanted criminal in the Heavenly Court. I'm afraid he won't dare to come out if he hides in the ditch. Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you like an ant. Since you are here, just use it as a small dessert before the game starts. I want to tear you apart and swallow you little by little."

"Ant, tremble."

The poisonous dragon suddenly soared into the air, and green smoke filled the body, like a cloud of fog.

At this moment, a calm voice sounded from the void.

"I will give you this sentence back to you. Ant, tremble."

Accompanied by that teasing, a figure appeared out of thin air in the void.

He was tall and straight, with three thousand black hairs flying leisurely, and a white dress like snow, like a banished immortal coming to the world.

"You are, Taiqing!"
Chapter completed!