Perhaps hearing Yang Kai’s shout, an old face appeared on the trunk of the tree in front of Yang Kai, and smiled slightly and said, “Wu Niu, we’re meeting again.”

"Yes, we met again, I didn't expect to meet here." Yang Kai wiped the blood on his face.

The old face said kindly: "I'm sure I'm not wrong. You are growing very fast, and the future may be your world."

Yang Kai shook his head, refused to comment on this, and said curiously: "Senior, aren't you in Shuangxue City? Is this your clone?"

"Clan? No, no, this is not a clone, this is me."

Yang Kai looked solemn and immediately realized something: "Senior, are you going to sacrifice yourself for your own good?"

Qingshuanglang laughed: "The realm is too mysterious, and this is the only way to block it. I have lived long enough and witnessed two demon invasions. The last time I was not able to catch it. This time I wanted to put in some strength. Over the years, I have also received a lot of care from the barbarians."

"Maybe there is another way." Yang Kai frowned.

The face on the trunk shaking, as if shaking his head: "I left Frost and Snow City and could no longer go back."

At this moment, Yang Kai understood a lot of things. The eternal sacred tree guarded the Frosnow City for tens of thousands of years and had never left. It was not that he did not want to, but that he could not. What close connection should be between him and that land.

But this time, in order to block the Realm Road, he left the land that had raised him for tens of thousands of years, concentrated all his essence into a little, hid in the colorful mud, and brought Yang Kai to the bottom of the Realm Road.

This is an irreversible process, and Qing’s second growth is just a reflection of the future.

Yang Kai raised his respect and held his chest and said, "The barbarians will see the sacrifices of their predecessors, and future generations will remember your contributions."

Qing laughed: "Don't comfort me, I'm ready." After a tone, Qing became much more serious: "Before this, I'll have to help you."

"Don't worry, senior, my Wuniu tribe will guard here."

"Okay." The old face nodded and disappeared.

Yang Kai turned his head and looked at Butterfly: "Why don't you speak?"

Butterfly said: "What do you want to say?"

"Did you know it long ago?"

Butterfly said: "Not bad."

Yang Kai looked at her with a strange expression, trying to see some clues from her face. But Die's expression was indifferent, as if she was a stranger than Qing. Die was very different from when she first met two years ago, and her personality had changed drastically. Yang Kai even doubted that she was still the butterfly she used to be.

Shake his head and don't do it. He wants to.

Qing's rapid growth has never stopped. During the time he talked to Yang Kai, the huge evergreen sacred tree had grown from fifty feet to one hundred feet high. Looking up, I could hardly see where the crown was.

Everyone on the battlefield discovered this abnormal situation.

The barbarians cheered. Many people recognized that they were the guardian saint of Frost and Snow City. With the excitement of shouting, more people learned about this information, and their morale was greatly boosted for a moment, and they all seemed to be rejuvenated.

Although Qing is just the guardian saint of the Frost and Snow Tribe, his reputation has long been spread throughout the barbarian tribes. Although no one has ever seen Qing exert his power, everyone says that this is a powerful man comparable to the witch saint.

Because he is not a barbarian, the barbarian has only four saints, but he is another saint besides the saint.

At this moment, such a powerful help suddenly appeared on the battlefield of melee and penetrated into the heart of the demon army, which naturally made the tribesmen feel excited.

Everyone seemed to see the scene of the demon clan being defeated and defeated thousands of miles away. The appearance of Qing made the morale of the barbarians soar. The once stalemate situation actually seemed to be inclined toward the barbarians.

On the other hand, the demons were like a loss. Although they didn't know what the huge tree was, the unknown was the most terrifying thing, especially the huge tree, which gave people a strong visual impact. And the higher they grew, they were as if they were about to break through the sky. The green light shrouded on the outside of the giant tree seemed to have a magical purification effect. All the demonic energy floating in the past was purified completely.

Many demons with unknown background wanted to rush over to destroy the growth of the giant tree. Instead, they were all killed by the great witches of the Witch and Niu tribe guarding beside them.

The sudden appearance of the Eternal Divine Tree made the demon clan panic for a while.

However, the situation soon stabilized. It seemed that someone had issued some order. The demons began to form troops and attack the Changqing Divine Tree in an orderly manner.

The center of gravity of the battlefield suddenly moved to the bottom of the boundary road.

The Wuniu tribe was under unimaginable pressure, and the demons from all directions rushed in like a tsunami. They were not afraid of death, and even the soul-devouring insects could not stop their charge.

The cavalry team of the Wuniu tribe continued to rotate around the giant tree under the leadership of Ah Hu, like a long steel whip surrounding the giant tree. Wherever they passed, they were destroyed and their weapons were cut and their weapons were rolled up, and everyone was covered with thick blood.

The four alive demon kings broke through the encirclement, and they all consumed a lot and looked pale.

Sha Ya was not dead, but one arm was missing. Bao Qi was gone. In Yang Kai's perception, his fire of life had been extinguished, and he was obviously killed by his former colleagues.

There are less than 30,000 Witch and Niu tribes, one Witch King, six Demon Kings, and three great wizards. This is basically the full power of the Witch and Niu tribes now, but the demons they have to face are dozens or millions, and there are as many as twenty or thirty Demon Kings.

This is a war with extremely different contrasts, but it is also a war that can control the final outcome.

Without Yang Kai mobilization, all the barbarians knew that they were carrying heavy responsibilities. They fought bravely to kill the enemy, put their life and death aside, and killed all enemies that could be killed as much as possible.

There are more than 20,000 demons who died at Yang Kai’s hands, and there are five or six demon kings. However, in the face of this large-scale battle, no matter how strong an individual’s strength is, it seems too small, unless he can have the strength of the Witch Saint.

The Wuniu tribe gradually could not resist the encirclement of the demons, and the defense circle was once narrowed.

Thirty thousand people turned into twenty thousand, and another fifteen thousand.

Only less than a thousand Ah Hu's thousands of cavalry were left. Each of them was covered in blood, with their own and enemies. The cavalry had changed several weapons.

Yang Kai kept taking out the magic pills and surrendering them to the wizards of the Witch and Niu Tribe, and even the six demon kings received a lot of supplements.

It is precisely because of these pills that everyone can persist until now.

The canopy of the evergreen sacred tree has reached the clouds and is completely out of sight. As long as he is given enough time, he will be able to reach the realm of the realm for a moment.

Time, the most important thing now is time.

The demons obviously won't give the Witch Niu tribe this opportunity.

The more fierce attack was launched. Although the Wuniu tribe fought to defend, it was still unable to resist. The huge disadvantage in number made the Wuniu tribe helpless.

A turbulent sound came, and Yang Kai turned his head and looked at it. He saw that the tribes of the Wuniu tribe were killed and injured. The already precarious defense circle was finally broken through by the demons, and a large number of demons rushed in from the gap and killed wantonly.

Yang Kai flew over, and millions of swords and swords flew over, blocking the gap with his own strength, giving the surrounding tribes the opportunity to buffer and repair the defense.

But the next moment, another gap on the other side was opened.

Yang Kai shouted, and Philip rushed over immediately. The dark skeleton rack was burning with green flames, as if they were about to burn everything in the world and blocked the attack of the demons.

The third gap appears...

The defense circle of the Wuniu tribe is like a dilapidated house. It leaks everywhere on rainy nights. Countless demons broke through the defense circle, leaving some of the people involved in the Wuniu tribe, and the other part rushed towards the Changqing Divine Tree.

Some of them gathered under the roots of the tree, waved their weapons and cut them desperately, as if they were going to cut down the eternal sacred tree. Many demons even jumped onto the tree and began to destroy them unscrupulously.

Yang Kai was furious and wished he could split his body in one million.

At this critical moment, a riot suddenly came from the periphery. While the earth was shaking, a dense sound of weapons clashes sounded, occasionally mixed with screams.

A team of incomplete barbarians suddenly appeared in Yang Kai's vision, leading a witch king. Yang Kai looked familiar and seemed to be a witch king from the Frost and Snow Tribe.

In the past two years, Yang Kai has also dealt with many witch kings. Even if he has not had a deep relationship, he has met several times.

He would not remember correctly that this Witch King is definitely from the Frost and Snow Tribe.

The Witch King was walking in the battlefield with an ice dragon, greatly alleviating the urgent needs of the Witch Niu tribe. Then he shouted: "Kill!"

The tribes of the Shuangxue tribe shouted and responded. The morale of the Wuniu tribe was stirred up. They cooperated with them inside and outside, and soon welcomed them into the defensive circle.

Not many people from the Frost and Snow Tribe came, only five thousand, but they obviously paid an extremely heavy price.

The Wu Niu tribe was able to advance all the way here by relying on the powerful combat power of the ten demon kings and Yang Kai. The Frost and Snow tribe obviously did not have so many witch kings to squander. When they set off, they might have 100,000 people or 200,000 people, but when they arrived here, there were only 5,000 left.

The unimaginable efforts finally made them arrive in front of the sacred tree.

The witch king nodded at Yang Kai, saying hello, and said, "It's our turn to guard the sacred tree."

The Eternal Sacred Tree has protected the Frost and Snow Tribe for tens of thousands of years, preventing the Frost and Snow Tribe from natural disasters and man-made disasters, and allowing the Frost and Snow Tribe to reproduce and survive comfortably. Today, tens of thousands of years later, the Frost and Snow Tribe is grateful and wants to use its own flesh and blood to cast a copper wall to protect the sacred tree from harm.

"It's coming in time!" Yang Kai grinned.

The Witch King nodded gently and waved his hand, the five thousand people behind him scattered to both sides. The strong soldiers joined the defense sequence, but still left a thousand people.

Yang Kai's eyes swept across the thousand people, his whole body shook, revealing an incredible look.
Chapter completed!