Tigers are haunting, oooo~

The patriarch's reaction was the fastest, and he immediately got up and used the barrier to shelter all of them. The fire light fell on the barrier and collided for a while before scattering.

In the patriarch's room, the emperor sent someone to install an alarm device, and everyone was woken up after pressing it.

After Bai Ze opened his eyes, he was still in a daze for a short time. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes. After being woken up, he subconsciously wanted to crawl under the covers and stay in bed for a while.

But soon he realized that the siren sound was unusual, and other people had rushed out one after another when they walked out.

The folding fan that Bai Wen'an used to like to hold was now replaced by a long sword, and his face was cold in armor.

"Bai Ze, let's go together."

When the seal of the group of people in Houshan was finally broken, the stone hanging in everyone's heart seemed to have fallen into reality.

After so many years of preparation, this day has finally arrived.

The weapon Bai Ze is carrying today is a big knife that Bai Qing prepared for him. Although it is not beautiful in appearance, it has condensed Bai Qing's painstaking efforts for several years, and it is also full of power.

Everyone gathered around the patriarch, and they all put on clothes prepared for battle in advance. Standing at the front were soldiers from the empire.

Before coming, the king had already told them about the risks of this trip, even if their bones were buried here, they would definitely not take half a step back.

"After so many years, you probably never imagined that I would still be able to come out this day, right?"

A black shadow appeared in mid-air, and countless flames were colliding with the barrier. The occasional cracking sound made people guess that the barrier would be completely destroyed in the near future.

The patriarch's clothes were rattled by the wind, and Bai Ze, who was standing beside the patriarch, felt an inexplicable familiarity to this person, as if he had seen him there before.

"Little guy, if these people didn't spoil my good deeds, do you think you can still live to this day?"

These words made Bai Ze suddenly raise his head, thinking of the man in black who wanted to drain his own blood in Xiao's house.

After Bai Ze came back, he told the patriarch all about his life in the empire for several years, and now the patriarch probably guessed it, and grasped the weapon in his hand.

At the beginning, she had been wondering why such mistakes and omissions had occurred, but now she realized after touching the truth of the matter that everything was preordained.

"It's a pity, why don't you guys guess how long the god can live?"

After Hei Ying finished speaking, he laughed extraordinarily wildly. In his eyes, these people were simply clowns. He had already guessed the news that they tried so hard to conceal a long time ago.

"You can't even gather the four spirits of the sky, so what are you going to use to fight against me now?"

Although everyone present was unwilling to admit it, they did feel a very powerful threat the moment this black shadow appeared.

Even the gods have nothing to do with him. Today, three of the four spirits have completely lost their information. Their future seems to be bleak, and there is no light at all.

Maybe this time, all of them will die here.

The patriarch is a little lucky now. She temporarily closed the road from Honghuang to the empire a month ago. Without her blood, no one can open that road.

If they were going to die, she didn't want to implicate others.

It's a pity that Zai Zai, who was brought back a few years ago, has to go with them again.

Bai Ze's eyes were filled with determination, he glanced at a few uncles and aunts, and when he found that there was pity for him in their eyes, he tilted his head slightly puzzled.

"We are a family, of course we have to advance and retreat together."

After hearing Bai Ze's voice, Soi Ying sneered disdainfully, raised his hand and smashed his condensed energy on the barrier, the barrier burst instantly, and the blown sand made them subconsciously reach out to cover it.

"No matter what happens to the children of your clan, they will always be treated well."

"But our children can only grow up in such a difficult environment all day long."

Bai Qing couldn't hold back his temper as always. Ever since he found out that they might break through the barrier, the patriarch told each of them about it in detail.

Even though all of them are now deprived of the ability to love others, Bai Qing still thinks that love is right, and the wrong thing is that they don't know how to restrain themselves.

"What does it have to do with us that your children can only suffer? Did we cause it? Didn't you suffer it yourself? With parents like you, your children are really pitiful."

"Why don't you ask your children to see if they would like to be a monster with three heads, six arms and countless eyes with you?"

Bai Qing's words completely enraged the black shadow. When he raised his hand to attack Bai Qing with spiritual power, Bai Ze clenched the big knife in his hand, blocked the blow for his uncle, gritted his teeth and returned a blow forcefully. Sword Qi.

The sword energy didn't hurt Soi Ying, but it really started the battle. Countless Soi Ying appeared behind Soi Ying, and everyone in the prehistoric world took out their weapons to resist.

The soldiers of the Empire controlled the mechs, and with extremely precise control capabilities, they threw the missiles into the shadows.

The weapons of the empire at the beginning were indeed unable to cause any attack on them, and they were even so clumsy that it made people laugh.

But later, after the patriarch was sure that he could fully trust them, he helped them improve this together, and Bai Yi was on the side to guide them.

In this battle of ancient spells, their sense of existence is no less than that of the White Tiger Clan.

Almost everyone in the White Tiger Clan has tried their best. They are usually respected by others because of their status. Now when they are needed, they will naturally not refuse to slack off.

Halfway through the battle, the sky gradually began to brighten. When the sun came out, there was a loud bird song in the sky.

The patriarch whose arm was numb from the shock of the sword energy subconsciously turned his head to take a look after hearing the voice, and as expected, he saw an indifferent woman in white clothes walking out of the daylight.

"I tried every means to keep me there for so many years, but now I still come out?"

There were three men and three women behind Patriarch Suzaku. They wore the same clothes as Patriarch Suzaku, but their aura was far inferior to hers.

After saying this, she glanced at the Patriarch of the White Tiger Clan with some blood on her lips, walked over to help her wipe the blood off her lips with her fingertips, and said in a low voice:

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"Well, it's good to be safe."

The appearance of the Suzaku clan made the black shadow a little flustered. At first, he used tricks to trap all the people of the Suzaku clan in the miasma.

"So what if you come back? Qinglong is dead, Xuanwu is missing, and when you are all dead, it will be the day when the gods fall."

They used to worship God, but after God punished them, they all turned into resentment.

They don't feel that they did something wrong, they just fall in love with the person they like.

The love that didn't hurt anyone, but it caused their children to bear the consequences together. Being sealed in such a place for so many years, they have already suffered enough.

"Hey, why doesn't the deity know that the deity is dead?"

A man in green clothes appeared behind the black shadow, holding a delicate dagger in his hand, gently stroking the gemstone inlaid on it with his fingertips, and firmly inserted the dagger into the black shadow's back.

"This kind of thing, how can the deity be missed."

"Why do you need to gather the four spirits of the sky, as long as you are worthy?"

After the Qinglong clan appeared, they never followed the clansmen behind them, and landed beside the two clan leaders, reaching out to brush off the non-existent dust on their shoulders.

"Where did Xuanwu go to pretend that the little turtle was locked up and couldn't get out?"

People who had been missing appeared one after another, which gradually calmed down the uneasy hearts of all ethnic groups in the prehistoric and desolate, and looking at those black shadows exuding ominous aura, they were not as scared as before.

The little tortoise, who had crawled for a long time, just arrived when they heard them talking ill of themselves behind their backs.

"Who said that? Hurry up and help me untie the seal, the old man is about to suffocate to death."

Qinglong glanced at the palm-sized little tortoise on the ground, and pinched it. The little tortoise became much bigger in an instant after the light disappeared, and its body could almost cover the sky and block out the sun.

Fortunately, he quickly turned into a human form, dressed in black and holding a walking stick, and glanced at the young boy standing beside the Patriarch of the White Tiger Clan.

This little guy can't get along. He was really afraid that he wouldn't be able to find anything to eat when there was a turtle, so he sent him to the farthest Dragon King a few days ago.

There was a seal on his body, and he had saved a bit of spiritual energy to untie it by himself, but seeing that this little guy was in danger, he used the last bit of spiritual energy to kill the two strange beasts.

Every time he was fed by this little guy, he wasn't hungry or picky, but he really couldn't eat, and his life was miserable.

"Ghost?"

Bai Ze thought the little turtle looked familiar when it first appeared. After all, he had only seen one turtle with such a bright shell, and now he feels even more surprised.

The Xuanwu patriarch took a look at him, walked over and knocked him on the head with his hand.

"Not big or small, what the hell, I am your grandpa Xuanwu!"

The atmosphere here became cheerful for a while. The gathering of four old friends even made them forget that the black shadow was still there. When a black shadow was unwilling to sneak attack, the Suzaku patriarch grasped the whip in his hand and swung it over. .

Scattering the black shadow's soul, listening to his painful wailing, he gently pulled his red lips.

"Out of control."

If it wasn't because these innocent souls used nasty means to separate them, they would never see the light of day again.

The seal needs the four spirits of the sky to strengthen it. At the beginning, the patriarch of the White Tiger Clan couldn't find the other three people, so he had to rashly strengthen the seal and was seriously injured.

They are confidants and friends, and they are also inseparable.

Gathering here now, these black shadows look like clowns in their eyes.