On the shores of the Sapphire Lake, in the middle of the jungle.
The rain was falling in the torrential rain, the jungle was shivering in the torrential rain, and the thick mist spread wantonly and insolently in the mountains and forests, except for the sound of the wind, the rain, and the shaking of branches and leaves, there was no other sound in the jungle.
Even the most ferocious beasts do not bother to leave their nests to hunt during the rainy season, and unless they are mad with hunger, all the birds and beasts huddle quietly in their nests, enduring the endless torment of the rain day after day.
The mist dispersed, and dozens of warriors of the Jia tribe wearing heavy armor and their eyes flashing like ghost fire quietly passed through the forest.
They were like messengers from the underworld, who were responsible for harvesting life, and wherever they passed, whether it was a beast hiding in a tree hole or a bird curled up in a bird's nest, they were silently strangled.
No bird or beast could make any unusual noise, and wherever they walked, the jungle became more and more dead, and only the howling sound of wind and rain ruled everything.
Behind these warriors of the Jia tribe, hundreds of huge sword-bladed spiders marched quietly and quickly, and these sword-bladed spiders carried a large group of dark-skinned and soft-armored warriors, and the black pressure was hidden towards the barbarian palace.
Hundreds of sword-bladed spiders carried at least 10,000 warriors, each of whom had a cold expression and a determined and cold gaze, and they were clearly extremely elite pawns.
The soft armor on their bodies and the weapons in their hands occasionally had a faint flash of light.
By the standards of the Southern Wilderness Jungle, the armor and weapons on these warriors were all excellent witchcraft.
Behind this piece of sword-edged spiders, twenty metal centipedes with a body length of 100 feet were like a raging wind shuttling through the mountains and forests.
Standing or sitting on the back of the metal centipede, nearly a thousand warriors of the Jia tribe with a grim smile, their eyes greedily looked through the dense shade of the trees, looking at the palace in the cliff in the distance that seemed to be suspended in the clouds.
On the metal centipede at the front, Jiang Yuan's body trembled slightly with a hideous face like a ghost, her eyes were full of resentful flames, and she gritted her teeth and cursed in a low voice.
It can be clearly seen that Jiang Yuan has a black scar the size of a thumb on her throat.
A few days ago, Jiang Yuan gathered dozens of tribes' coalition forces to besiege Ji Hao, but Ji Hao was calculated, using the soul summoning technique of the Great Witch Sacrifice of the Spirit Tribe, pretending that he was controlled by the Great Witch Sacrifice of the Spirit Tribe, and approached Jiang Yuan in a grand manner, giving Jiang Yuan a fatal blow.
Fortunately, Jiang Yuan still had the life-saving talisman given by Jiang Yu, and in the end, Jiang Yuan, who was seriously injured, escaped smoothly.
But Ji Hao sacrificed the life and death thorns of Qingfu's inheritance witch treasure, and the three black life and death thorns that were refined and warmed by the great witches of the Qingyi Department for tens of thousands of years, and passed through the hands of hundreds of witch sacrifices gave Jiang Yuan a fierce blow.
If it weren't for the fact that there was a big witch sacrifice standing behind Jiang Yuan, who could mobilize all kinds of rare herbs from Bi Fangbu to save his life, Jiang Yuan would already be a dead person.
Rao is Jiang Yan's treatment was timely, and the poison of the life and death stab still left Jiang Yuan with the most painful scars.
The throat, heart, and lower abdomen, the three important witch holes were pierced by the thorns of life and death, and the voodoo spread all over the body, Jiang Yuan, who had just broken through the Great Witch Realm for less than two years, fell back to the Little Witch Realm, and her body was harmed by voodoo, Jiang Yuan is now the weakest even among the Little Witches.
The plan was shattered and she was seriously injured, if these could be reluctantly accepted, Jiang Xue's death made Jiang Yu almost in a desperate situation.
Jiang Xue's father, Jiang Xuan, is the elder of the Bifang Division, he is the important general of Jiang Yan's faction, and he is Jiang Yan's right-hand man who meddles in the power of the tribe.
Jiang Xue is Jiang Xu's only daughter, an important chess piece used by Jiang Yu and Jiang Shu to further win over and control Ji Shu, and a key channel to strengthen Bi Fang's infiltration into the Fire Raven Department.
Jiang Xue was killed, which made Jiang Yu unable to explain to Jiang Yu and Jiang Xuan at all.
"I'm going to make them die."
Jiang Yuan, who was in a state of madness, roared hoarsely and in a low voice, her eyes turned a strange scarlet red from the pupils to the whites of her eyes, and her entire eye sockets flashed with feverish and crazy blood: "Ji Hao, Ji Xia, Qingfu, and everyone related to them, all have to die, they all have to die."
With a snort, a wisp of black smoke suddenly emerged from the black scar on Jiang Yuan's neck, and the voodoo that had not been completely dissipated corroded the fine skin and tender flesh near her wound, making Jiang Yuan frown in pain, and almost fell on the back of the metal centipede.
Di Luo, who was standing beside Jiang Yuan, just rightly helped her, and never let go of his hands.
"Respected Witch Priest, your injury is really serious, that kind of magical witch salty secret medicine, don't you have it in your hand" Di Luo exclaimed in surprise, and breathed deeply and intoxicated, Jiang Yuan's body exuded a faint fragrance, which made Di Luo fascinated for a while.
The wild continent, the magical jungle, the noble and beautiful witch sacrifice of the powerful barbarian tribe, all this attracted Di Luo was simply too powerful, and he swore that he had been captivated by Jiang Yuan's amazing charm.
Now that the emperor has left the Southern Wilderness, then the Blood Fang Regiment is now his Diluo alone, and he has every strength to do something for this beautiful and charming noble witch sacrifice Of course, all of this is conditional, and he Diluo can't pay in vain, isn't it What a noble existence the nobles of the Yu clan are, giving in vain, he would not do such a stupid thing.
"Lord Di Luo" Jiang Yuan giggled, her scarlet eyes staring at Di Luo: "Help me kill Ji Hao and Ji Xia's family, and destroy all my enemies for me, I can promise you any reasonable request." ” "Any request" Di Luo's heart was overjoyed for a while.
"Any request is okay" Jiang Yuan's voice became extremely cold and ruthless: "Then, I want you now to kill everyone in this palace."
I know that you will also set up some powerful magic circles, and I need you to set up the most powerful magic circles you have in this palace to capture Ji Hao alive and kill everyone else. ” Jiang Yuan was born beautiful and moving, at this moment her body was boiling with murderous intent, and the faint blood light lingered all over her body, in Di Luo's opinion, she was like a highly poisonous strange flower, full of intoxicating and inextricable charm.
"The most beautiful aristocratic lady in the imperial capital is not as beautiful as one-ten-thousandth of you" Di Luo shrugged his shoulders and sighed lightly: "Oh, I'm really jealous, okay, I can do everything for you, I should really seriously think about whether I should ask your husband for a duel and kill him in front of you." ” "Kill Ji Shu" Jiang Yuan giggled, and said madly and maliciously: "If Lord Di Luo's performance satisfies me this time, I don't mind giving you such a chance.
To be honest, I'm already a little impatient with this waste man. ” Di Luo roared excitedly, and then waved his hand vigorously.
A large pale gray mist mixed with the mist drifted into the palace with the strong wind.
The body of the guard standing outside the gate of the palace shook, and suddenly he fell to the ground bleeding silently.
Hordes of Bloodtooth warriors swarmed up the steps, rushing to the paralyzed guards on the ground, raising their heavy weapons and slashing down mercilessly.
The sound of flesh and bones cracking continued to come from the palace, and the thick smell of blood had just drifted out, and it was beaten clean by the torrential rain.
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