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The fifth sat there, on the chessboard, and moved a few more pieces, which changed the whole situation again.

Her eyes were calm and calm, as if she didn't pay attention to the Manhuang tribes at all.

In her opinion, no matter how powerful these people are, even if there are experts at the level of saint kings or saints, they are completely vulnerable in front of them.

Her slender fingers moved on the chessboard, looking very casual, and the eyes under the mask stared at the thick fog in the distance, and said lightly: "The first impact is a temptation, you are a temptation, why not me? "

"Playing strategy, I'm fifth, and I haven't lost yet."

She smiled and raised her finger. The light in her eyes made people frightened, "Can you let me lose once?"

In terms of strategy, her fifth family has always been good at it. For thousands of years, the surname Fifth has made a living by strategy. She followed the general and was even more willing to dedicate the best of herself to him.

She is the general's military adviser, planning everything for him, designing and controlling everything for him, she is also the general's woman, she wants to accompany him, want to follow him to immortality, go on forever, and fulfill the general's dream.

A black chess piece landed on the board, and there was a smile in the fifth eye: "Now, let's really start."

……

The misty and dense fog began to roll, and the people of the Wind Clan had already started to do it.

Cooperating with Futian's formation, the wind and clouds blew away the gray matter again, and the vision became clear again.

They could clearly see that the two founders of the Shui Clan and the Fire Clan were still standing there, like gatekeepers. As long as they were there, no one could pass them and enter the depths of the sky!

"war!"

Zhu Rong let out a loud roar, and the various tribes launched an attack again.

"Nüwa!"

He yelled, and Nuwa took the lead. She waved her hands, and suddenly a colorful light like silk flew towards the two founders: "Offended!"

The colorful light belt was flying, rushing towards the two founders, trying to separate them.

On the other side, Futian and the others are already prepared. As long as they can separate the two, they will immediately seal one of them. It is much better to deal with one person alone than to face two people working together.

"Go together!"

Experts from various ethnic groups, including the Tu nationality, shot at the same time, trying to use the strongest attack to separate the two ancestors.

"Boom!"

The battle is imminent!

The major masters rushed away, Zhu Rong, Zhu Fan, Nuwa, and Gongcheng were the main force, attacking the powerful, and proceeded according to the plan to separate the two ancestors.

"on!"

Seeing someone attacking, the two ancestors still didn't say a word, and fought fiercely with Nuwa and others as soon as they moved. Zhu Rong and others were overjoyed to see the two ancestors separated by themselves.

After all, being used as a tool by others, they have lost their thinking, which is good news.

"Quick! Seize the opportunity!"

Gongcheng shouted, and made a strong move to separate the two ancestors. At the same time, the sixteen hexagram array arranged by Futian and Fuhai has started!

Dao after beam of light shot up into the sky, trying to seal the founder of the Fire Clan.

But suddenly, the patriarch of the Wind Clan's face changed drastically. He raised his head suddenly, glanced into the distance, and shouted heart-piercingly: "No! No! Go back! Go back!"

His eyes were red, and he almost screamed.

Hearing the voice of the Feng Clan patriarch, Nu Wa and the others suddenly felt something was wrong.

How could these two ancestors separate so easily and give up their joint moves?

Before they could react, Zhu Rong had already sensed it. Looking at the gray mist recovering rapidly in the distance, his face changed drastically: "Back! Back!"

In the thick fog, another figure appeared!

"It's the founder of Wind Clan!"

His voice was almost trembling.

The wind was raging, and the founder of Fengzu used the strongest move of Fengzu, set off a hurricane, confronted the entire Fengzu, and forcefully blew the gray material mist that was blown away again!

"Back! Back!"

Zhu Rong and the others yelled in shock. They saw that there were still many warriors from the ethnic group who hadn't come back in time, and they wanted to save them but it was too late.

"Ah! Ah!"

"Patriarch save me! Patriarch save me!"

"My arm! My arm! Help!"

……

The screams continued, heart-piercing!

It hit Zhu Rong and the others on their hearts, causing them great pain.

But even if they tried to save them, there was no other way. Even if they rushed over, they would definitely die!

They could only watch those clan warriors disappear into the thick fog...

"Back! Come back, everyone!"

Gongcheng and the others fought their lives one by one, and if they could save one, there were still many warriors from the tribe who disappeared and died in front of their eyes...

Terrible!

This is a trap!

This is simply a trap!

People of all ethnic groups withdrew from Tian Zhi Ya again, all of them were ashamed and their faces were extremely ugly.

The dense fog recovered, and many people had stayed inside forever, and it was impossible to come out again in this life.

The patriarch of the Wind Clan knelt on the ground with a plop, his lips trembling, and murmured: "The ancestor...the ancestor...how could it be you...how could it be you..."

He would never have thought that even the patriarch of the Wind Clan was resurrected and appeared, and even set such a trap to kill so many clan warriors.

Those screams just now still echoed in his ears, making his body still trembling.

Those are the descendants of these ancestors!

Futian and Fuhai both had pale faces. They expended a lot of energy and managed to control the founder of the Fire Clan. But as soon as the thick fog appeared, they had to retreat. They watched the founder of the Fire Clan retreat safely...

Fall short.

And the loss of so many people is so tragic...

This blow is really too big!

Zhu Fan and the others hang their arms weakly, looking at the thick fog, they feel that it is a forbidden area in this wilderness where no one can leap into!

Nobody wants to go in!

In the dense fog, three figures stood there, an insurmountable barrier!

They are really powerless.

I tried it twice, but I was played with by applause. If I hit it again, I am afraid that more people will die?

Nuwa glanced back, the warriors brought by Nuwa's clan had already been killed and injured more than half!

One of Gao Tang's arms was broken, and he was hanging there, his face was full of murderous looks, but it was obvious that his blood was insufficient, and if he continued, it would also be a dead end.

"Could it be that we are really going to end like this?"

Nuwa frowned. She didn't expect that things would turn out like this, let alone that the guy behind the scenes would be so terrifying that he could resurrect several ancestors to stop the whole wilderness!

"No! Not like this! Absolutely not like this!" Nuwa shouted.

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