The Black Dragon Clan and the White Dragon Clan's clans are adjacent to each other. This was originally chosen so that the two clans could help each other in the early years. But now, it has provided convenience for the Black Dragon Clan's invasion.

In just a few days, this originally peaceful and peaceful place was tainted with a strong smell of blood.

At a glance, dragon clan armor and corpses are almost everywhere, and most of these corpses are wearing black battle armor.

Not far from Lianheng Mountain, the border between the two clans, in the newly built camp, Chief Xuan kept pacing. The sound of fighting had disappeared for a long time, but no one came to report on the battle. Even he was a little worried.

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Fortunately, not long after, a figure finally stumbled back to the camp with blood all over his body.

"Clan Chief, Chief! We were deceived. The White Dragon Clan didn't let the young men leave at all. As soon as we attacked Lianheng Mountain, we were surrounded by them! Among the more than 500 people we sent, I was the only one alive.

Come down!" These words had exhausted all the strength of the soldier, and as soon as he finished speaking, he immediately passed out.

Patriarch Xuan bit his cheek tightly and waved to have the soldier taken down for treatment.

Xuan Han on the side stood up at the right time: "Clan Chief, it seems that the White Dragon Clan has already guessed our plan. No wonder the old guy named Bai didn't go to watch the competition this time. It turned out to be just to wait for us to take action!"

There was a sigh in the camp. I thought that the White Dragon Clan had left their elites at the battlefield of gods and demons, and the rest were taken to Jialan City by their young master. I didn't expect that such a group of powerful people were left behind.

The soldiers are there.

Their plan failed and five hundred tribesmen were killed. Such a defeat would definitely have an impact on the Black Dragon tribe.

Coupled with the defeat of Xuanjing Mountain and his party, if they cannot reverse the defeat, I am afraid that the Black Dragon Clan will really be in ruins!

Patriarch Xuan absolutely cannot accept such a result.

"Didn't I say that most of the White Dragon Clan's combat power is in the battlefield between gods and demons? When were they transferred back?! Why don't we know anything?" Someone asked sharply in the camp.

Chief Xuan closed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid the White Dragon Clan has already started planning this. They have replaced a group of people from the battlefield every once in a while over the years. I'm afraid it was at this time that they made some moves and came back.

There were many people, but few people returned, and in this way the fighting power was slowly withdrawn from the battlefield of gods and demons."

Hearing this, someone asked curiously: "But in such an important place as the battlefield between gods and demons, they only send so few people. What if the monsters break through the defense?"

"Ha!" Before Chief Xuan could explain, someone sneered and said, "Haven't any of you heard that the White Dragon Clan has a great little general?"

The person who asked the question was surprised: "Although that person is powerful, there is only one person who can compare with so many young men of the White Dragon Clan?"

Hearing this, Patriarch Xuan took a deep breath: "Other than that, there is no other explanation. This time we were wrong. We have no other choice but to admit defeat!"

Even the clan leader said this, and everyone knew that the Black Dragon Clan was destined to suffer this embarrassing loss this time. After all, they were the ones who attacked the opponent first. Even if this matter was brought up in front of the Qinglong Clan, they would be in the wrong.

After losing so many outstanding juniors, but gaining nothing, everyone in the camp was frustrated and regretful.

If I had known earlier, I should have followed the clan leader's arrangements and married the young master of the White Dragon clan.

Xuan Han didn't know the regrets in other people's hearts. He was only filled with reluctance: "Chief, is this the end of it? Let's try to attack again. Maybe there will be a turn for the better this time?"

Chief Xuan glanced at him coldly: "Fight again? Do you still think our clan members have not died enough?! Besides, where do we still have soldiers who can fight against the White Dragon clan?"

The gestation and birth of the Dragon Clan are very difficult. It can be said that every clan member is a very precious asset. After this battle, they have already lost too much. If the Black Dragon Clan continues to fight, there will really be no way out.

"You guys should step back first and let me think about it again." Not bothering to listen to the noise of this group of people anymore, Patriarch Xuan impatiently waved them away.

The camp became quiet again, but Patriarch Xuan's internal situation could not be calm at all.

Their family has been arrogant for too many years, and never thought that they would taste defeat in one day. If he had known this, he should not have...

"Xuan Hetian, Xuan Hetian!"

A disembodied voice kept calling Chief Xuan's name. Following the voice, he looked towards the screen in the tent and could only see a blurry shadow.

Clan Chief Xuan bravely walked over and pushed open the screen. When he saw the people inside the screen, Clan Chief Xuan couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

The pale-faced young warrior was wearing a snow-white armor. There was a thin blood line between his neck, and it was this blood line that brought back the memories of Chief Xuan.

"Long time no see, Xuan Hetian..."

The soldier's lips, which exuded the aura of death, did not move at all, but the sound still reached the ears of Chief Xuan.

"You won't forget me, will you? We are the best allies. I have done so many things for you, so I can be regarded as your old friend."

Patriarch Xuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and sweat broke out on his forehead.

He naturally recognized who the guy who was talking to him was, but he never thought that this guy could escape from the battlefield between gods and demons.

"The body of your dragon tribe is very useful. If I had known I would not have thrown Bai Yi into the crack, I should have let him stay for my use." The young man from the white dragon tribe in front of him was like a puppet on strings.

The limbs move under the command of a red silk thread.

Such a situation fell into the eyes of Chief Xuan, and he felt extremely frightened, and the fear in his heart became even worse.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, lowered his eyes, and concealed his thoughts: "Since you have escaped yourself, why did you come to me?"

At the beginning, their cooperation was only driven by profit. After that incident, they should not be involved anymore. Now that this thing has come to find me again, what exactly does it want to do?

The ethereal voice suddenly laughed wildly, making Patriarch Xuan even more nervous.

"Innocent Xuan Hetian! You don't think that one deal with the devil is enough, right? The rewards you gave me are not worth the things I have done for you! I have wanted to ask you for it a long time ago

, but you never went to the battlefield of gods and demons, so I had to take the initiative to look for you..."

Threads of black mist overflowed from the body, slowly wrapping the Xuan clan leader.

He tried desperately to escape, but for some reason he couldn't move his feet at all.

"I'm willing to give you whatever you want, just ask!"

The ghostly voice sounded again: "Very good, I like people who know the current affairs best. So first of all, give me the dragon beads of your Black Dragon Clan!"


Chapter completed!