"Brother Meng, the graceful scene in Xuqiao Realm back then often comes to Xu's mind." Xu Bai looked at Meng Hao and said with a smile.

When he spoke, most of the Black Dragon tribe and the Crow God tribe were already fighting with their respective raider tribes, and the sound of fighting echoed for a while.

"It's just a fluke. Brother Xu, in the Xuqiao realm, prevented the demon spirit from escaping with his own efforts. Meng also admires this." Meng Hao looked at Xu Bai with a calm expression and smiled.

Fighting and roaring came from behind the two of them. Most of the black dragons exploded with all their strength. In this mutual contrast, their killing intent was overwhelming.

The same is true for the Crow God Tribe. They don't want to lose to the Black Dragons in the end, which will make their Totem Saint Ancestor lose face. Especially those Nascent Soul monks, all of them are cunning and cunning, and they can see the key to the problem almost instantly.

, this seemingly simple bet is actually... a precursor to the alliance, and can even determine the master and slave after the alliance.

Therefore, they did not hesitate and used all their cultivation to win the victory of this alliance.

The actions of both tribes aroused all the enthusiasm in this gambling, but the two predator tribes complained repeatedly and had to fight, but as soon as they came into contact, they immediately retreated.

Especially Meng Hao's 150,000 demon group was overwhelming. In an instant, the Crow God Tribe had a strong advantage here. But then, after most of the black dragons and the totems of the two plundering tribes appeared, this advantage

It was slowly weakened.

But soon, three long rainbows flew out of the Crow God Tribe. These three long rainbows had never been summoned before the war with the Kraken Tribe. After appearing at this moment, roaring to the sky, it was... the three totem saint ancestors

!

In the Eight Meridians Alliance back then, the three totem saint ancestors that were taken away by Meng Hao appeared now. The killing instantly became extremely fierce.

"Brother Meng and the Wushen tribe came from the north and fought all the way. Xu has long heard about it, but...the last part of the journey is the most difficult.

All powerful tribes will eventually gather here. Whether they are willing or not, as long as there are no demon spirits, they will eventually become predators.

Plunder demon spirits, plunder the resources of other tribes, and show yourself in the killing. Strengthen yourself, thereby trying to attract the attention of the Motu Heavenly Alliance, or attract the attention of other big clans who are qualified to enter Motu, and become their affiliates in exchange for the tribe

Qualifications for survival." When Xu Bai said lightly, the fierce battle between the two tribes had reached a critical moment. The Wushen tribe had more advantages. If nothing unexpected happened, most of the black dragons would fall behind Wushen.

"The only way out is the alliance, the Black God and Black Dragon Alliance. If we can encounter Tianfeng, then our three alliances will advance and retreat together, even if we enter the Motu Queen. The alliance of my three parties will always be there. Only

In this way, we have the opportunity to enter the Mo soil, and only then can the tribe survive safely after entering the Mo soil.

Brother Meng must understand this, and there is no need for Xu to say more." When Xu Bai spoke slowly, the direction of the Crow God Tribe roared to the sky. Nearly 80% of the predator tribe who fought with the Black God Tribe were dead at this moment.

They are scattered like sand and are running away from each other.

It can be seen that this plundering tribe will be exterminated before long.

As for the majority of the Black Dragon tribe, there are still 50% of the tribesmen fighting against it, and they are obviously slower.

Xu Bai frowned, feeling frightened in his heart. He paid more attention to the Wushen Tribe. At this moment, he coughed dryly. While Meng Hao pondered what he had said before, he took a deep look at the members of the Black Dragon Tribe.

After seeing this, most of the Black Dragon clansmen's eyes turned red. They seemed to feel humiliated, and they were under great pressure. All the clansmen took off the black ropes on their right hands.

The moment the rope was taken off, they looked up to the sky and roared, and their cultivation level exploded. Each clan member increased their cultivation level by nearly 50%. As if they were going crazy, they rushed towards the plundering tribe that kept escaping during the battle with them.

With the outbreak of most of the black dragons, the disadvantage was immediately reversed, causing heavy casualties to the plundering tribes that were fighting with them. It also shocked the minds of the people of this tribe, causing all the survivors to disperse in despair and panic.

.

"Kill!!" Most of the black dragons roared, and the tribesmen rushed out to carry out the final killing. The Wushen tribe was also carrying out this step, until after half a stick of incense, when Meng Hao looked at it, the two tribes

, almost in no particular order, completed the killing at the same time, and returned behind Xu Bai and Meng Hao with the remaining evil aura.

The tribesmen on both sides looked at each other and felt dissatisfied with each other.

Xu Bai looked at the Wushen tribe and took a deep breath. He was extremely shocked. He understood that most of the black dragons finally opened the seal, which led to a tie. But before, he still thought that if the seal was opened from the beginning, then the Wushen would

Department, not as good as Black Dragon.

But when he glanced at the demon group and clearly saw that the demon group of the Wushen tribe was no longer 150,000, but an additional 20,000, he immediately took a breath, shocked in his heart, and breathing rapidly.

For a moment.

"No wonder there are rumors that the Black God Tribe... feeds on fighting, and the more they fight, the stronger they get! And... their strongest totem ancestor, Meng Hao, did not take action!

This Wushen tribe is more powerful than I imagined."

Meng Hao was also looking at the Black Dragon Tribe. He took a few more glances at this tribe's move to unlock the seal. When he was thoughtful, he also admired the Black Dragon Tribe.

Xu Bai laughed, and when the laughter echoed, he looked at Meng Hao with a very sincere expression.

"Brother Meng, it would be great if our tribes formed an alliance!"

"Okay!" Meng Hao did not hesitate. When forming an alliance, the advantages far outweighed the disadvantages. Moreover, Meng Hao knew that after sending the Black God Tribe to Motu and letting them join up with the Golden Light Sect, he would not step in and it would be the time to say goodbye.

As for the future, having one more ally will also be a guarantee for the Wushen Department.

"Come here, make an alliance based on blood!" Xu Bai took a deep breath. This alliance is extremely important to the Black Dragon Tribe. As he spoke, all the elders and priests of the Black Dragon Tribe came forward. As for the clan leader... He Xu Bai

, is now the clan leader of the Black Dragon Tribe.

Here at Meng Hao's side, all the Nascent Soul monks from the Crow God Tribe came forward one after another, joined each other, and after making a blood alliance, they swore an oath based on the legend of the Western Desert as the ancestor of all strange monsters and all totems. With the oath,

Formed, both tribes have no priority!

A day later, after a simple rest and after the resources of both sides complemented each other, Meng Hao could control the 70,000 demon hordes of the Black Dragon Tribe to fight at the critical moment. In this way, Meng Hao could have 240,000 demon hordes when needed!

A black dragon and a war boat roared away in mid-air.

This final journey only takes three months to cross and return, but these three months will be the most difficult battle for both the Black Dragon and the Wushen tribe!

In the first month, they experienced seven wars and encountered nine tribes. Almost every three to five days, they would encounter plundering tribes. Even though the Wushen tribe had experienced many wars in the past few years, it was so frequent.

It's still unprecedented.

The same is true for most of the Black Dragons. If it weren't for the alliance of these two tribes, then in this month alone, both the Black God and the Black Dragon would have lost more than half of their losses. The Black God was better off, but the loss of tribesmen would not reduce their combat power.

, because there are enough demon groups to supplement, but most of the black dragons will be extremely difficult.

However, due to the alliance between the two tribes, even though both sides were exhausted during this month's battle, their losses remained at a certain level.

Among them, there were three life-and-death battles. Thanks to Meng Hao's demon swarm, the battle situation was reversed. At this moment, most of the black dragon's demon swarm had been sent to Meng Hao unanimously and was controlled by Meng Hao.

This terrifying control power frightened everyone in the Black Dragon and made them even more excited. Even Xu Bai was shocked again by Meng Hao. He didn't know what kind of Si Long could do this.

a little.

This month, although both tribesmen have suffered losses, Meng Hao's situation is that in this war, the demon group is even larger. Even because of this characteristic of Meng Hao, most of the black dragons actively cooperated and did not kill the enemy monsters.

The number of demons in Meng Hao’s group has reached 300,000!

As soon as the demon group appeared, the world was shaken!

Until the second month, they had gone through more than twenty battles. In two of them, they encountered the joint efforts of several plundering tribes. But under Meng Hao's terrifying demon group, all the plundering tribes were destroyed and destroyed!

And Meng Hao's demon swarm also reached an astonishing... four hundred thousand!

There are 400,000 demon groups. This is unprecedented in the Western Desert. Even most of the spirit-slaying ancestors cannot have so many demon groups, because there are not so many Si Longs to control them, and there are not so many tribesmen who can brand the strange monsters.

, even... the food of 400,000 demons is enough to make most of the spirit-slayers be devoured in a short period of time.

When Meng Hao's demon horde reached 400,000, the war... became simpler. In the last month, they didn't even encounter any hostile cultivators, and headed straight for the Motu.

Even the demise of the Duan Nanguan Sea Monster Clan did not cause the slightest ripples.

But the more this happened, the more a sense of crisis emerged in Meng Hao's heart. Even Xu Bai gradually frowned, sensing something was wrong, and other Nascent Soul cultivators also sensed it.

It was not until three months had passed after coming out of Duannan Pass that most of the Black Dragons and the Wushen tribe finally... saw Mo Tu!!

The moment they saw it, Meng Hao, Xu Bai, and all the tribesmen on both sides suddenly looked extremely ugly.

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Chapter completed!