"From his years of practice and the strength he has shown now, as long as he does not die in the middle and reaches the fourth level, there should be no problem, and even reaching the Taoist realm, there will be great hope." The tall old man nodded slightly.

As one of the largest tribes, the leader of the Motie Tribe, his vision is naturally very high. Generally, he would not care about the tribesmen who had the opportunity to reach the fourth level, and only those tribesmen who had hope to hit the Taoist realm were qualified to let him take a few more glances.

For example, the tribe member named Moshan Gu in front of me.

"leader."

A dark demon who had reached the fourth realm and had a fierce look came to the tall old man and said respectfully: "The baptisms carried out in several other independent spaces have ended, and about 30% of the surviving tribesmen are also dead. In addition... Motitu also died in this baptism."

"Motitanium map?" The tall old man frowned slightly.

In the Motie tribe, those who are qualified to take the surname "Motie" are all descendants of his lineage.

And he also had some impression of this person called Moteltu.

"Even the most basic test of baptism in ethnic groups is really useless." The old man Gao shouted angrily, not caring.

The Dark Demon clan has strong reproduction ability. He has more than ten wives. Over the years, he has given birth to a lot of children, and even more grandchildren and those who are next to the next generation.

Even his children can only be qualified to be recognized by him and obtain the identity of a "prince" after passing the baptism of the clan and becoming a true dark demon warrior. Those who died in the baptism of the clan are not qualified to be remembered by him.

This is true for his own children, and he doesn't care much less about those juniors who are missing in the middle.

Just then...

"Hmm?" The tall old man suddenly took out a talisman, "Motibo sent me a message?"

The tall and old man started to investigate.

"Father, I'm dead!"

"The one who killed me was Su Xin, the peerless genius among the cultivators. He only had the second level of cultivation, but his strength completely crushed me. I was not as strong as others, so there was nothing unwilling to give up."

"I am ashamed of your teachings and your expectations..."

A very simple statement made the tall old man instantly startled and angry.

"Motibo!"

The tall and old man couldn't help but tremble.

He doesn't care if ordinary juniors, or some of his children who have not survived the baptism of the clan, don't care if they die, but Motiebo has passed the baptism of the clan and truly inherited the position of "prince". The most important thing is that Motiebo himself has a very high talent. He is very optimistic and thinks that as long as Motiebo grows up, he can become his right-hand man.

It is precisely because of this that he gave him the treasure like Sanyuantu in advance and let

He was familiar with it in advance.

But now, Motiebo is dead...

"Cultivator, Su Xin!!"

The tall old man held his hands hard, and his eyes flashed with an unprecedented murderous intent. He could only hesitate for a moment and then made a decision.

Whoosh!

The tall old man left the independent space directly and then rushed directly outside the tribe.

"Chief, have you left the tribe?"

"Where is the leader going?"

"Following the leader's appearance, he seems to be angry, what's going on?"

In addition to this leader, there were also some other Dao realm in the Motie Tribe. They all noticed the movements of the tall old man, and were all curious and confused.

After leaving the Motie Tribe, the tall old man rushed to the inner area where the battle was as fast as possible.

"When Motiebo died, the Sanyuan Tu should have fallen into the one who killed him. Su Xin's hand, and I have left a mark in the Sanyuan Tu. With his cultivation level, it is impossible to detect it, and it is even more impossible to erase it."

The tall old man sensed slightly and sensed the direction where the mark was located.

"Hmph, do you want to escape?"

He had already discovered that the mark was moving towards the edge of the Dark Demon Land at extremely fast speed. It was obvious that Su Xin was planning to leave the Dark Demon Land, and he immediately chased after him.

In the Dark Demon Land, the area where practitioners and dark demons fight, are forbidden from entering the fourth realm to enter. But now, the tall old man, the leader of the Motie Tribe, has stepped directly into the battle area.

...

The most edge area of ​​the Dark Demon Land, in the towering palace that hangs.

Wushan, the old man in black, was playing chess with a handsome silver-haired man in great comfort.

But suddenly the nebula floating in the deepest part of the palace began to shake violently.

"Someone violated the agreement and came to the place of war!"

Both of them who were playing chess changed their expressions.

"The nebula is so violent that it must be that the powerful people above the Dao Realm have moved out." Wu Shan said coldly.

"Check and check it out." The handsome man with silver hair said.

The two of them didn't care about playing chess. Even when they came to the Xingyu, their consciousness was integrated into the nebula. Through the nebula, they could sense the unique aura in the battle area in just a moment.

"It's the leader of the Motie Tribe." Wushan's face darkened, "This old guy,

What a crazy thing?"

"He has just entered the core area now, but judging from his appearance, he should be heading towards the inner layer. Hurry up and ask him what's going on." said the handsome man with silver hair.

With the two of them, they guided the nebula formation...

In the core area, in the dark void, the leader of the Motitan Tribe was speeding all the way. He could clearly sense Su Xin's position through the marks on the three-element map, and he chased him along the straight line. At his speed, he was sure to catch up with Su Xin before leaving the inner area.

But at this moment, buzzing!!

Two figures suddenly condensed in front of him.

The Motik leader had to stop immediately.

"Motiot, you've crossed the line!"

"Motiot, what do you want to do?"

Wushan and the condensed figure of the handsome silver-haired man were staring at the Motik Leader.

The leader of Motiel looked at the two people appearing in front of him, and was not surprised. He said coldly, "Just just now, my son Motielbo was dead. He was killed by you practitioners in the inner area!"

"Your son?"

Wushan and the handsome silver-haired man looked at each other, and Wushan said coldly, "So what? The battle area of ​​the Dark Demon Land is originally our practitioners, and the battle area of ​​the third level of your Dark Demon Clan. As long as there is no force above the fourth level to participate, no one on both sides shall violate the agreement."

"Your son is dead today. You can go to the various sects in the Tianchen Realm. There are many genius disciples who died in the war area. But among us practitioners, no one will go to this war area in person and make a big fuss."

"Motiot, go back."

The handsome man with silver hair also said, "Your son is dead and he is heartbroken. We can understand that it is the normal battle between the little guys in the third realm, then it is not something I should have been involved in. While you have not made any noise yet, you will stop and we will not pursue it."

"I won't pursue it? Hum!" The leader of Motie snorted coldly and said, "You two, listen, my son Motiebo has a return stone in his hand, but he is still dead."

"Before he died, he sent me a message, but he couldn't use the return stone to save his life. And you say that his death is just a normal third-level battle?"

"Return Stone?" Wushan and the handsome man with silver hair were both stunned.

They finally understood why the Motik leader had acted like this.

They know the ability of the return stone, as long as it is not too far away, such as dozens of realms, no

Then you can return to the return stone together and instantly return to the dark demon clan's nest. This is definitely a very rare way to save your life.

With such a way to save your life, Motiebo will be killed without any notice and will be attacked without any time to react.

Or maybe there are people far above him, such as a strong man above the Taoist realm takes action personally, and a thought completely binds him, leaving him without even the chance to save his life by using the return stone.

Otherwise, this Motiebo would have survived.

But before Motiebo died, he had time to send a message to the Motie leader, and it was obvious that he had no time to react.

That's the case...

"Motiet, since you suspect that your son's death is strange, we will come forward to find out for you. If someone on my side violates the agreement and kills your son with special means, we will also give you an explanation." Wushan said.

"Let you check it out? Humph, I can't trust you, so I'd better check it out yourself." After saying that, the leader of Motiel continued to move forward.

"Motel!"

Wushan and the others still wanted to stop them.

"Get out!"

"Just with you two, even if I come here, I can't stop me. Just two consciousness incarnations formed by the formation... If you block me again, I will destroy your two incarnations!"

The Motiel leader's voice was cold and filled with endless anger.

His pace did not stop at all, and he rushed forward directly.

Wushan and the handsome man with silver hair looked extremely ugly, but they did not dare to stop him anymore. The Motiel leader was right. The incarnation they had condensed now could not bring any obstacles to the Motiel leader.

Inside the towering palace.

"What should I do if that old man Motie is completely crazy?" said the handsome man with silver hair.

"Hurry and inform the various sects in the Tianchen Realm of this matter, especially the three overlord sects, and ask them to put pressure on the Dark Demon Clan. My deity will set out immediately and rush to the inner area to see if we can find a way to stop him." Wu Shan said.

"You go alone?" The handsome silver-haired man frowned.

"If you can stop it, you have to figure out who killed his son, and whether the person who killed his son has used some special treasures that can exceed the third level or above."

"If it is a normal battle and killed by one's own strength, the Dark Demon Clan, even if Motie is angry, he will have nothing to do. But if this person does not rely on himself, but borrows some special treasures that can exert the power of the fourth realm or even above the Dao Realm to kill his son, that would be a big trouble!"

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