After a century of worship, I became the ancestor of the tribe.

Chapter 170 Old Ghost of Jishan, who gave you witchcraft medicine?! (Seeking monthly votes)
The deafening roar of battle echoed across the desolate plains outside the city.

The sight of this mountain of corpses, with its thick stench of blood permeating the surroundings, immediately stunned the allied forces.

The bloody scene served as a stark reminder to everyone present that the Lord was serious this time.

"Bring it up!"

Soon, Ao Xuansong was brought up.

This time it was for real. Shen Can delivered this person to the Earl of Jishan. After all, there were many people in Jishan, and the opponent was the main force of Xiaoyang Muyan.

"You dare, you stable boy!"

With the army arrayed in formation, battle flags fluttering in unison, and mountains of corpses piled up below the platform, even the most foolish Ao Xuansong knew that he was about to be beheaded and sacrificed to the flags.

The dignified elder of Aoshan Earl, a fourth-level divine treasure, was cut down as a sacrifice to the flag.

This is the first time in eight thousand years since the destruction of the Yongshan tribe!
"If you dare to kill me, you will surely suffer the thunderous revenge of the Aoshan tribe!"

"You've decided to fight me to the death at Aoshan!"

Ao Xuansong struggled violently. With his head chopped off at the fourth level, his reputation would surely spread throughout Yongyi.

Ao Xuansong's roar echoed through the magical artifact.

Seeing this, the Earl of Jishan did not delay any longer. He personally swung his tiger-headed broadsword and stepped on Ao Xuansong's back.

"you dare……"

Ao Xuansong's eyes were bloodshot as he glared at the Earl of Jishan, his neck contorted in anger.

"The Aoshan tribe, as a tribe of our human race, has colluded with Xiaoyang to help him destroy our Ji region. They should be executed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the broadsword fell, and Ao Xuansong's head flew high into the air, blood splattering everywhere, before rolling onto the mountain of corpses.

"All tribes, heed my command and follow me on my northern expedition!"

Lord Jishan brandished his sword, pointing it directly at the Xiaoyang camp in the north.

Rumble!
Thousands of chariots charged out first, making a thunderous noise, heading straight for the northern Xiaoyang camp.

hold head high!
A mighty dragon roar resounded, swirling with ice shards, and a glass dragon, its body shimmering with ice crystals, soared into the air.

Lord Jishan leaped up and landed on the back of the glass dragon, heading towards the northern Xiaoyang camp.

……

The Three Fire Departments.

When the Earl of Jishan was performing the flag-raising ceremony, Huotang was also performing the flag-raising ceremony and killed 'Ao Xuansong' once again.

Compared to the 8,000-year-old heritage of the Aoshan Bo tribe, the newly established Sanhuo tribe naturally does not have such a profound heritage.

However, one after another, flying boats took off into the air, and after killing the fourth-tier divine treasure flag, they formed a huge flying boat fleet and rushed towards the north.

Flying boats in the sky, war chariots on the ground, and warships in the water advanced in three directions, heading straight for the territory of the Xiaoyang tribe.

There's not much to worry about regarding the safety of the Three Fire Clan. They are protected by sacrificial spirits, so they can withstand even a fourth-tier attacker.

In addition, Huotang left behind clan soldiers to guard the city and took out all the weapons and armor from the treasury to fully arm the clansmen in the city.

From this point on, if the Jishan Earl's tribe could also break out from the direction of the Xiaoyang camp and head north.

In the south-central part of Ji, there will be no more human main force to resist Xiaoyang.

Even before taking action, Yanran, Jishan, and the Sanhuo tribes all dispatched additional tribal soldiers to various tribes in the central and southern parts of Ji to deliver the news of Xiaoyang's southward advance.

At this moment, Huotang was driving his bronze chariot along the east bank of the Guimu River. He could imagine the difference between his tribe and the Jishanbo tribe.

However, this is not unattainable. This Northern Expedition against Xiaoyang was also a process of catching up with the Jishan Earl's tribe.

Since there was no opposing Xiaoyang camp on their side, there was no need for another campaign, which made their deployment of troops seem rather quiet compared to the Jishan and Yanran tribes.

But none of that matters. The fact that the Blazing Flame is here so quietly will become a shock to everyone in A-Can's hands.

……

On the battlefield of Mu Yan in Jishan.

Millions of soldiers from both sides were already locked in fierce combat. The chariots of the Jishan tribe were like a group of killing sorcerous weapons, carving bloody tracks across the battlefield.

Similarly, on Xiaoyang's side, there were also mutated crocodile dragons as big as small mountains, crashing into the battlefield with a thunderous roar.

Above the battlefield, six figures are engaged in combat.

Jishan Bozhu faces off against Mu Xiao.

Another elderly deity from the Jishan clan is currently fighting against the leader of the Qiuyin lineage.

Lord Jishan's war beast, Lilong, and a strange wild beast with three pairs of wings fought from mid-air to the sky.

The entire battlefield was in chaos.

As they fought, Mu Xiao's eyes held an unyielding sense of surprise and doubt, as if the Earl of Jishan might have taken the wrong witchcraft potion.

Otherwise, how could he be so irritable? This is very different from the temperament that the Earl of Jishan has always shown.

With such a large-scale military offensive, aren't they afraid that if they lose, they won't be able to protect Jizhou?

This is a completely reckless style of play.

The Jishan before me is completely different from the Jishan before.

Rumble!
High in the sky, the Li Dragon and the Three-Winged Wild Bird were locked in a fierce struggle, their bodies locked together as they plummeted from the sky and crashed into the battlefield below.

Wherever it went, it crushed a patch of minced meat.

The endless battlefield occupied all the surrounding wasteland that could be seen with the naked eye.

The battle cries were deafening; there was no formation whatsoever, it was a fight to the death.

This is a fighting style that Jishan has never used before.

This gave Mu Xiao a bad feeling; it was completely beyond his expectations.

This move will bring about a complete upheaval in all previous plans.

"Old Ghost of Jishan, are you giving up already?"

After exchanging blows, Mu Xiao distanced himself and pointed at the figures fighting on the ground.

"My human race has nine lands and a population of tens of millions. Xiaoyang is just a mere speck of dust. How many people does your race have?"

Lord Jishan laughed loudly, gripped a glass dragon crescent blade, and slashed down at Mu Xiao.

"I've wanted to chop off your dog's head for a long time!"

Mu Xiao narrowed his eyes, his expression suddenly becoming serious.

This is fucking wrong!
The Earl of Jishan's emotions are fluctuating too much. He was hesitant before. What made him change so drastically?

A dragon shadow radiating cold air slashed down from the Jishan Earl's greatsword, and a vast, mountain-like aura descended upon Mu Xiao's head.

Seeing this, Mu Xiao's face also turned serious.

It let out a long howl, raised its right palm and slammed it down upwards, and a five-fingered mountain appeared in its palm.

The explosive energy ripped the blade off the Jishan Earl's body.

But instead of retreating, Lord Jishan advanced, his body radiating vast water-like waves, which then transformed into ice crystals.

The vast aura was like a mountain soaring into the sky, and one's spirit and energy instantly soared to their peak.

This made Mu Xiao's expression even more unpleasant.

It was unclear what had happened, or how one person could have changed so drastically.

This was far beyond its control.

The expected confrontation should not have taken place today, and the Jishan Marquis's tribe should not have attacked first!
"Old ghost of Jishan, who gave you witchcraft medicine?!"

Upon hearing this, the Earl of Jishan's eyes sharpened, and the greatsword in his hand resonated with his fighting spirit.

From Mu Xiao's constantly changing expression, he could see Mu Xiao's urgency.

This shows that taking the step of starting the war today was the right one.

I never expected that this bastard Mu Xiao would actually be plotting against me.

"If you want to know who gave me the potion, stick your head out and I'll tell you!"

"I was too worried before. My Jishan Mountain can protect itself for eight thousand years, but not for ten thousand. I was too attached to appearances!"

Lord Jishan laughed loudly, and his blood energy surged from his body, attaching to the Lilong Crescent Blade, transforming him into an ice dragon.

"Damn it!"

Sensing the Jishan Earl's ever-increasing fighting spirit, Mu Xiao fully understood that his plan had completely failed. "Since you're courting death, I'll send you on your way!"

Mu Xiao exhaled like thunder, and before his words had even finished, his entire body burst forth with a dazzling yellow aura as he charged toward the ice dragon.

When its massive body pierced through the void, it even produced a hissing sound from the friction of the void.

Rumble!
Just as he was about to collide with the ice dragon, Mu Xiao raised his hand, and the moment his huge, earth-yellow palm fell, a burst of bloodthirsty energy surged out.

Click!

With this palm strike, the ice dragon was immediately suppressed, and the surging aura swept in all directions.

At that moment, the Earl of Jishan gripped his longsword with both hands and slashed down. The icy blade cleaved his hand in two, freezing the opening with ice shards.

Boom!

Immediately, the palm formed by Mu Xiao shattered in mid-air, and the resulting shockwave swept across an area of ​​a thousand feet, causing the surrounding tribe soldiers who were fighting to retreat.

"kill!"

Lord Jishan's fighting spirit remained at its peak. He wielded his sword with both hands and slashed down repeatedly, creating enormous ice crystal blades in the void.

Faced with the approaching ice crystal blade, Mu Xiao swung its powerful physique, its muscles twisting like a small dragon, its bulging blood energy blazing intensely, directly melting most of the ice crystal blade.

The two figures continued to clash, their blows seemingly never-ending.

……

On the edge of the battlefield, Shen Can watched from afar as the Jishan Bo tribe and Mu Xiao clashed.

This was the first time he had seen Mu Xiao, and indeed, his aura was incredibly imposing. The blood energy emanating from him was as vast as an ocean, and he even seemed stronger than him.

Before the battle of Yanran had even ended, Shen Can transformed into his Wild Beast Battle Body and flew all the way from the Ancient Land of Liuming without stopping for a moment.

In one night, it flew more than 20,000 miles and swallowed hundreds of witchcraft plants.

Lord Jishan said he could handle it, but the whole plan was done by Shen Can. As the main battlefield, how could he not come to Jishan?

More importantly, he also wanted to see what kind of person Mu Xiao, who had suppressed Jidi for hundreds of years, really was.

By observing the fight between Mu Xiao and the Earl of Jishan, Shen Can could determine that both were at the mid-stage of the Divine Treasury realm.

Mu Xiao's combat strength is even slightly stronger than that of the Earl of Jishan.

At this moment, the Earl of Jishan was in high spirits, having shed his psychological burden, and was forcefully suppressing Mu Xiao.

However, this situation is ultimately a sublimation of fighting spirit, and it is unknown how long it can last.

Of course, both belong to the same level. Even if Mu Xiao has a hidden trump card, it won't be enough to kill the Earl of Jishan.

As for the other old master of Jishan, both of them were at the early stage of the Divine Realm when they fought against the master of the Qiuyin Clan.

Li Long and the Three-Winged Wild Bird are also at the early stage of the Divine Treasury realm, but they are much stronger than the old Divine Treasury of Jishan.

The clash between the six warriors at the Divine Realm level caused a great disturbance, prompting the surrounding clan soldiers who were also engaged in combat to keep their distance.

The battle quickly became a stalemate, and unless one side could add new combat power or use some secret technique, it would be difficult to break the deadlock in the short term.

Shen Can didn't make a move; he was waiting.

Mu Xiao is a man of many tricks up his sleeve. Even though Jishan's sudden attack interrupted his plans, if he truly has the means, he will naturally have the decisiveness to act swiftly.

The entire battlefield was filled with the sounds of carnage. The wave of murderous aura stirred up by the chaotic battle between the two sides swept across the vast wilderness.

……

Mu Xiao was surrounded by raging, earthy-yellow flames, and once again blasted the Earl of Jishan away with a palm strike.

As the energy burst and dissipated, the Earl of Jishan gasped for breath, swallowing the surging blood in his chest.

He appeared to have no wounds, but his bones were somewhat cracked and his internal organs were slightly displaced.

Even with him in this state, Mu Xiao on the other side didn't gain any advantage.

Mu Xiao's body was covered with knife wounds, some of which were so deep that the bone was visible, and blood was flowing out, enveloped by the blood aura emanating from him.

"Old ghost of Jishan, let's see how long you can hold out!"

As he spoke, Mu Xiao raised his hand, stirring up streams of blood energy that created a whirlwind within a hundred feet radius. Huge fist imprints appeared one after another within that hundred feet.

It seemed as if a terrifying wild beast was lurking within its body, emitting a blood-red sound like a dragon's roar.

"go with!"

Hundreds of fist imprints simultaneously slammed into the Earl of Jishan.

Lord Jishan showed no fear, gripping his sword with both hands, his black hair dancing wildly, and the water vapor gathered in front of him, transforming back into an ice dragon thirty feet in size.

"cut!"

The ice dragon let out a mighty roar, colliding with the countless fist imprints in the sky, and violent energy burst forth within a radius of thousands of feet.

Clang!
At that very moment, a streak of light shot out from afar, faster than lightning, heading straight for the back of the Earl of Jishan.

Boom!

In an instant, the back of the Earl of Jishan exploded open, revealing a shimmering inner armor of dragon scales.

The dragon's shadow suddenly floated up behind the Earl of Jishan, roared to the sky, and hovered, protecting the Earl of Jishan in the middle.

Lord Jishan surveyed the surrounding area, but all he saw were figures locked in combat, and he couldn't detect who was attacking him.

This sneak attack wasn't particularly powerful, but it still affected his fight with Mu Xiao.

Once affected, it becomes vulnerable to severe damage from the owl.

Mu Xiao sneered, "Old ghost of Jishan, I don't care how you suddenly changed, just enjoy the surprise I've given you."

……

In mid-air, before Lord Jishan could make a move, Mu Xiao launched the first attack.

Because of the sneak attack, the Earl of Jishan had to have some leeway in his attack and began to be suppressed by Mu Xiao.

Shen Can was also observing the direction from which the attack was coming, but everywhere there were clan soldiers fighting.

Everyone's position is constantly changing, making it impossible to find someone to make a move.

This guy was very cautious, deliberately making his move from a great distance.

It wasn't to severely injure the Earl of Jishan, but rather to influence the fight between the Earl of Jishan and Mu Xiao, creating an opportunity for Mu Xiao.

Being far away and mixed in with the battlefield, they easily concealed themselves.

Seeing that he couldn't find the person who launched the sneak attack, Shen Can simply stopped looking.

It's as if Xiaoyang would launch a sneak attack.

……

A streak of crimson light shot out from the battlefield, faster than lightning, and crashed into Mu Xiao.

The crimson light was like fire, blazing hot. Just after Mu Xiao made his move, the blood energy surged towards its back.

In an instant, Mu Xiao leaped up, jumping a hundred feet away, his blood energy surging and transforming into a suit of armor.

Its gaze, sharp as a sword, suddenly swept down upon the battlefield below.

In the midst of the dense fighting, it was impossible to tell who was making the move.

"Is this the surprise you've prepared for this old man?"

Lord Jishan swung his sword again, the blade gleaming with a cold, sharp light as he slashed down at Mu Xiao.

"call out!"

Another streak of earthy yellow light shot straight up through the sky, heading straight for Mu Xiao.

Mu Xiao blocked the blade of the Earl of Jishan, turned around and slammed it into the yellow light. His eyes swept over the direction from which the light came, and he threw a punch.

How could the Earl of Jishan let this opportunity pass? He slashed with his sword, and an ice dragon roared down from it.

Clang!
In an instant, a streak of light reappeared on the battlefield, traversing the sky and heading towards the Earl of Jishan who had just made his move.

Clang!
However, a glimmer of light flashed and instantly struck down the streak of light that was attacking the Earl of Jishan.

who!
In the distant battlefield, a human soldier blocked the attack of the Xiaoyang clan soldiers, his eyes scanning the distance.

Between the opening and closing of his eyes, a pair of blood-red vertical pupils flickered with an eerie aura.

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