Saint Ancestor of All Demons

When these lions run individually, their steps are light. In fact, there are not many footsteps, but the sound of tens of thousands of lions running at the same frequency is like thunder.

Each lion is two or three times larger than ordinary lions, and the people above are also extremely tall, generally more than two meters tall.

The people above are all human race, all of them are full of energy and blood, and their cultivation level is at least the realm of the beginningless world.

Xiang Chen watched this team rushing towards him without dodge. Zhu Xi frowned slightly: "Are they coming for us?"

Xiang Chen said with his hands behind his back: "The troops coming towards us won't be this kind of troops. It will take millions of regular soldiers and horses to cooperate in the battle formation. It seems that they should be other tribes in this area. There is a high probability that they are attacking us." Went with Gebaori’s tribe.”

Soon the lions in front rushed over, and one lion jumped up and pounced directly on the two people on the road.

However, the lions that pounced on the two of them were strangely unable to pounce on them. The two of them did not dodge, but they were unable to pounce on them.

In this way, the two people were strangely shuttled among the lions. No lion could touch the two people. This strange scene was immediately passed to Grosso, the leader of the fierce lion tribe.

Grosso was in the middle of the lions, riding a golden lion with three heads. Hearing this, he was also surprised and said: "Two weird pedestrians can't be hit."

He spread his spiritual thoughts and quickly locked on Xiang Chen and Zhu Xi. He also saw the two of them shuttle among the lions without being touched.

"They are people who have practiced space Taoism. The large troops should leave them alone. Leave a team of 100 to surround them later and ask!" Grosso immediately came to his own conclusion.

"yes--"

The large lion force did not deliberately attack the two men and continued to gallop forward.

Soon when the two of them were about to pass through the pride of lions, a force of a hundred people separated from behind the pride of lions and stopped to surround the two of them.

The hundred-man lion group ran in circles around the two people, making wailing and strange sounds, and among them was a first-rate master.

The warriors on top of the lion group were holding knives and looking at the two men with cold eyes.

Xiang Chen put his hands behind his back and had no intention of meddling in other people's business.

Zhu Xi pulled out a sword and put a straight Tang Hengdao on his shoulder.

"kill!"

The leader didn't say anything nonsense and gave the order directly.

Immediately, the lions began to shrink the encirclement, and a pair of scimitars struck at the two people, like a strangulating roller.

Zhu Xi showed an evil smile and swung the Tang Heng Dao in her hand in a circular motion. With a clanging sound, all the scimitars coming around were chopped off by her knife.

Zhu Xi didn't care what Xiang Chen was doing. He raised his knife and rushed directly to one side. He swung the knife to chop a knife net. The dozen people and lions who were immediately enveloped by the knife net were instantly broken into pieces, and their souls were all destroyed. Her sword intent obliterates.

Many people released flying swords, flying knives and other magic weapons to shoot at Zhu Xi, but they were bounced away by Zhu Xi's protective magic before they got close to Zhu Xi.

Zhu Xi cut into the lion group with one knife at a time. The lion group and the warriors above were torn apart like melons and vegetables, and were easily killed.

The top-level expert leader also realized something was wrong and ordered his people to flee and evacuate.

But Zhu Xi was not willing to let them go. He chased after them and slashed them fiercely, killing all the hundred-man squad who stayed behind to surround and attack them, including the leader who was a top-notch expert.

The Gebaori tribe, the Gebaori tribe is migrating with a large number of cattle and sheep.

Suddenly hearing the roar of a lion from behind, countless cattle and sheep became restless.

Gebaori, who was riding on the giant wolf, also heard the noise. Looking back, he saw a large number of lions rushing towards them.

"It's the Lion Tribe!"

"Damn it, we have escaped here, and they are still unwilling to let us go. Are they determined to completely exterminate us?"

The people of the Gebaori tribe also changed their expressions when they saw this scene.

The leader, Gebaori, gritted his teeth and yelled: "Gesang, you take your five hundred warriors to protect the women and children and leave. You don't want the cattle and sheep anymore!"

"The rest of the warriors from the Black Wolf Tribe, all follow me to resist the Lion Tribe!"

"yes!"

Soon the entire tribe was divided.

Gebaori's confidants left with five hundred soldiers to escort thousands of women and children.

Gebao Japanese led about 2,000 tribal warriors riding giant black wolves to stand in front of the Lion Tribe.

There is a big gap in the number of people on both sides.

Not far away, the people of the fierce lion tribe slowly stopped, and the leader Grosso, who was riding a horse with three lion heads, walked out and looked at Gebaori opposite.

"Grosso, we have evacuated the Black Wolf Grassland, are you still unwilling to let us go?" Ge Baori roared.

Grosso smiled ferociously: "My brother, you have to root out the grass. If your father hadn't been soft-hearted and let me go, how could I have pulled up this team to have this day of revenge!"

"So you must die, and no one in your tribe can live, otherwise your Black Wolf tribe will come back one day. I don't want my story to happen to you again."

Ge Baori gritted his teeth and said ferociously: "Then let's see how much price you have to pay!"

He cut his finger and scratched his face, leaving bloody fingerprints and smearing them on his face. This was the case for all the people of the Black Wolf tribe under Gebaori.

"Warriors of the Lion Tribe, kill them!!"

“Leave no one alive!!”

"kill!!"

The warriors of the Lion Tribe roared, holding their knives, riding lions and charging towards the people of the Blue Wolf Tribe.

Ge Baori also roared: "For the tribe, for the blood inheritance, kill!"

Countless black wolves roared, and the black wolves, which were as big as lions, carried the warriors of the Black Wolf Tribe and charged towards the Lion Tribe.

The two sides charged, and the lions and black wolves in the front row collided, and their heads collided together, making a dull collision sound.

The lion claws and wolf claws waved at each other, tearing each other's faces, blinding each other's eyeballs, and jumping up and biting each other.

The warriors of both sides burst out their Yuanli, waving their scimitars and slashing at each other's bodies, the sword lights collided, and the Yuanli collided and roared.

A battle that looked quite primitive and cruel suddenly broke out on this piece of grass. There was no gorgeous battle formation or the impact of gods, only groups of people fighting and killing each other.

Grosso burst out with the powerful energy of the Grandmaster level, riding on three golden lions and charging. The warriors of the Black Wolf tribe who were hit by him were all exploded and smashed. He waved the spear in his hand and easily crushed the people and black wolves of the Black Wolf tribe.

Ge Baori rode the black wolf and rushed towards Grosso. He was a half-step Grandmaster, that is, the combat power of the Dharma Image Breaking Extreme Realm, which was comparable to that of an ordinary Grandmaster.

The two flew up from their mounts at the same time, and the sword and spear attacks burst out with powerful energy to stir each other.