After the death of the Blackwater Tribe elder, countless green lights burst out from his body, scurrying around like poisonous snakes. Every living thing in his path was extinguished, and hundreds of Blackwater Tribe monks fell down in an instant.

After the death of these monks, their souls flew out and were absorbed by the green light, making them even more powerful.

The expressions of the two elders, Tang and Yue, changed greatly. They hurriedly used their magical powers to resist the scurrying blue light while directing everyone to retreat.

"An enemy has sneaked in! It's a monk from the Witch Clan!"

"Everyone, don't mess up your position. This is the bottom of Dragon Burial Lake. Activate the formation restrictions quickly and prepare to kill the enemy!"

Elder Tang shouted loudly, trying to stabilize the soldiers' morale.

Then he took out a token from his sleeve and pinched it with one hand, hoping to awaken the defensive restrictions in the water palace.

But the restrictions in the Shui Mansion seemed to have failed. No matter how he activated the token, there was no response at all.

"No need to waste your efforts!"

Suddenly there was a loud laugh in the distance.

Countless figures were seen flying out from the depths of the Water Mansion, and the dense darkness guarded the main roads of the Water Mansion, which in turn blocked the monks of the Black Water Tribe from outside.

The leader, wearing a black robe and a bamboo hat, holds a golden bell and makes a "ding bell" sound from time to time.

He glanced at everyone in the Blackwater Tribe, and finally his eyes fell on Elder Tang.

"Tang Jiu, are you okay?"

"Wu Changqing!"

Tang Jiu recognized the person at a glance, and his face was extremely gloomy.

Wu Changqing laughed and said: "Tang Jiu, you Blackwater Tribe have really played a big game of chess, and you actually want to plot against Nan Xuan! Unfortunately, when you went to hunt down the Nan Xuan monks, I had already led my troops to raid your lair. Now this

The restrictions in the water palace are of no use."

After hearing this, Tang Jiu turned pale.

He was silent for a moment, sizing up the situation secretly, suppressing his anger, and said slowly: "In order to resist Beiming, our eight tribes once signed a non-aggression treaty. As the leader of the Wu tribe, you actually led the crowd into Burial Dragon Lake. This

Are you going to openly break the treaty and become enemies of our seven tribes?"

"Seven tribes?"

Wu Changqing seemed to have heard something extremely ridiculous, and burst out laughing, "Tang Jiu, your Blackwater tribe has been closed for a long time, and you don't even know the current situation. Where are the other seven tribes?"

"What did you say?" Tang Jiu was stunned for a moment.

"Haha, it seems that you are all frogs in the well. Instead of hiding at the bottom of Dragon Burial Lake to rot and stink, why not join us? As long as you promise to hand over the stone slab from the Blackwater Tribe, I can spare you a way out!" Wu Changqing said with a smile.

"You want a slate? Dreaming! That is a secret treasure passed down from the ancestors. The eight slates contain shocking secrets. Unless a foreign enemy invades, the slates must not be taken out when life and death are at stake. As a descendant of the eight tribes, don't you follow the instructions of your ancestors?"

After hearing this, Wu Changqing said with disdain on his face: "How old are we now? Are we still adhering to our ancestors' instructions? Our ancestors have imprisoned us here for generations, let alone practicing immortality. There is not even a sub-sage now! Ever since I saw this

After experiencing the powerful power of outside monks, I know that the Black Mountain Territory is just a prison, and all of us are imprisoned in the prison and will never be able to stand up!"

"So you have to violate the teachings of your ancestors?" Tang Jiu said bitterly.

"So what if I violate it? I just want to break through myself and escape from this cage. I will kill anyone who stands in my way! Don't say I haven't given you a chance. Let me tell you one last time. Hand over the slate and I can take you out of this prison together.

prison!"

"dream!"

Tang Jiu spat at him, waved his hand, and shouted: "The monks of the Blackwater tribe listen to the order and immediately use all the blackwater essence to follow me to kill the invading enemy!"

"kill!"

More than 100,000 Black Water Tribe monks roared in unison, each holding magic spells in their hands, guiding strands of Black Water Essence to swarm in from all directions, and were mobilized by them to transform into various magical powers.

"Oh, stubbornness!"

Wu Changqing sighed, and then showed a ferocious smile: "In that case, don't blame Wu for being ungrateful and arresting you all. If I search for your souls one by one, I don't believe that I can't find you Blackwater Tribe members."

slate!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he shook the golden bell in his hand.

jingle bell, jingle bell

The strange ringing sound lingers in the water house at the bottom of the lake eight thousand feet away

However, Liang Yan and Wu Xin teamed up to investigate the enemy's situation. Although they did not find any flaws in Tianmu City, they unexpectedly met Linghu Bai.

Liang Yan got Linghu Bai's twenty-eight-character prophecy, and he became more and more surprised and suspicious.

After he returned to the military camp, he rarely went out and spent most of his time sitting alone in his tent.

At night, Nanxuan Camp is brightly lit.

Because Tang Qianzhi and Lord Tianxie took away part of their troops respectively, and Wang Chonghua, Venerable Fuhu and other generals were seriously injured, Nanxuan was at his weakest at this time.

In order to prevent Wang Tianhe from taking advantage of the chaos to make a sneak attack, Hong Yun, Zhao Yi and other generals were very vigilant, patrolling in turns, day and night, and would personally check for any disturbance.

Unlike other places, Liang Yan's coach's camp was bleak.

In the darkness, Liang Yan sat alone on the futon, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.

"The white snake crosses the river and the golden bell appears, the purple cloud reflects the sun and shines on the spiritual mountain, the nine-layered clouds sing the fairy music, the dragon sings and the phoenix chirps, the universe falls."

These short twenty-eight words were recited thousands of times in Liang Yan's consciousness.

But until now, he still doesn't understand its meaning. Even if he exhausts his deduction skills, he still hasn't gained anything.

"City Lord, what exactly do you think?"

Liang Yan frowned and muttered to himself.

Not only the twenty-eight-character prophecy, but more importantly the game of chess and his phrase "Kill cleanly".

Thinking of Linghu Bai killing Bai Zi, Liang Yan felt a chill in his heart.

During the Great War between the North and the South, could it be that hundreds of millions of living beings were all discarded pieces on the chessboard? Even if they had cultivated to their current strength, they could not escape being manipulated?

Liang Yan showed a self-deprecating smile in the dark night and murmured:

"I originally thought that with my current cultivation, I could protect myself in the North-South War, but now it seems that I am in the middle of the game without realizing that this war is full of fog. How many people can really see through it?

indivual?"

Just when I was secretly feeling sad, I suddenly heard someone coming to report from outside the tent.

"I am reporting to Commander Liang that General Gui Wuqi and the three elders of Kunwu Mountain have returned to the military camp with a group of Nanxuan monks. Now I would like to ask to see you."

After hearing this, Liang Yan's expression changed slightly.

"Are there only three heroes, Gui Wuqi and Kunwu? Where are Demon Lord Tianxie, Su Muyun and the four great demon generals?"

The monk outside the tent replied: "I didn't see Demon Lord and Senior Su, and the army didn't return either. There were only a dozen True Lord Tongxuan."

"What?"

Liang Yan's expression completely changed.

Gui Wuqi was the supervisor he sent there. Why were he and Kunwu Sanying the only ones back? Where did the 10,000 troops go?

Instantly, Liang Yan had a bad premonition in his heart.

He hurriedly opened the tent and was about to set off when he heard Gui Wuqi's voice coming from the distance:

"Get out of the way, get out of the way! I want to see Liang Shuai, and I'll see him right away!"

There were patrolling monks on the road who wanted to stop them, but they were all knocked away one by one by Gui Wuqi. Kunwu Sanying followed closely behind, looking very anxious.

Liang Yan saw this and hurried forward to greet him.

"Gui Wuqi, what happened? Why are there only you, Tianxie Demon Lord, Su Muyun and the others?"

"Shuai Liang, something bad is happening!"

Gui Wuqi screamed when he saw him, and then sent a message: "The four generals of the Ao family are all spies of Beiming. The devil has died and the Nanxuan monks who accompanied him have also been slaughtered!"

When Liang Yan heard the news, he felt as if he was struck by lightning and stood frozen on the spot.

His face became extremely gloomy, and after a moment, he used the escaping light to sweep Gui Wuqi and Kunwu Sanying into his body, and returned to the camp in a flash.

"What happened? Why was the entire army wiped out?" Liang Yan asked in a deep voice.

"The Black Water Tribe has never thought of cooperating. They secretly plot against the Demon Lord, and the four generals of the Ao family under the Demon Lord are actually spies of Beiming. Among them, Ao Tianhe is also the master of the Xuanyin Pavilion and has a cultivation level of the Sub-Sacred Realm.

"

At that moment, Gui Wuqi told all the things that happened in Zhanlonghu and his party.

Liang Yan remained silent and listened to the whole story quietly.

When he heard that Lord Tianxie sacrificed himself in the end and sealed Tong Ni and the Ao brothers, he couldn't help but be moved and let out a long sigh.

"I didn't expect him to be such a person. Liang Yan, Liang Yan, you are so smart, but you made a mistake this time."

After Gui Wuqi heard what he said, he hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Liang Shuai, before he dies, Lord Tianxie, please let me bring you a message."

"What words?"

"He said that he has never lost to you, Liang Yan, in this life." Gui Wuqi lowered his head and said slowly.
To be continued...