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Text Chapter 286 The Small World of the Nine Snakes Tribe

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    In the meeting hall of the Nine Snake Tribe, a clan elder was talking about the latest news about the war.  "So far, twenty useless small tribes and small human forces have been eliminated, leaving less than ten. It will be over in less than half a month." "After that, it will be the turn of the medium-sized forces and medium-sized tribes. It should be  It will end within half a year." "The final battle of the strong" The veteran continued to speak rigorously about the battle report and careful deductions.  He was so careful and focused as he spoke, as if his entire mind was focused on the battle report.  In fact, he did not want to face the panic emanating from other people.  This meeting hall is a small building, and there are more than a dozen people in the room, but except for the voice of the senator, there is no noise at all, and even his breathing is not wanted to be heard.  A lifeless and solemn coldness enveloped the room, like a layer of invisible fog.  There was a huge stone weighing on everyone's heart. The voice of the report seemed to be blocked by layers of fog, and not a single word fell into everyone's ears.  In their eyes, there is only anxiety and despair.  Occasionally, someone will cast their eyes on the majestic figure sitting at the head, but they only take one glance and then look away in a hurry.  Finally, the elder reluctantly finished reporting the battle, put away the jade slips, and lowered his head in silence.  The scene became even more silent and depressing. They lowered their heads, didn¡¯t look at anyone, and didn¡¯t speak.  "My son's funeral will be put aside for now. We will not participate in the war for the time being." That majestic figure, the most powerful and most powerful person in the Nine Snakes tribe, spoke.  His face was originally very pale, and now it is even more bloodless. There are faint wrinkles on his face and his temples are slightly white.  He opened his eyes, and there were rare bloodshot eyes.  His eyes were gray and tired.  He looked at the crowd and saw that no one expressed any objection, so he continued: "Our current situation is very bad. I am out, our Nine Snakes tribe is out, and no one invited me to the gathering of strong men. I have to report the battle myself."  Come and collect, we are really abandoned." Everyone lowered their heads in silence. They didn't know that their tribe was abandoned, but there was nothing they could do about it. This was the reality.  "For Shan'er's death, as a clan leader, I have all the responsibility. The fault is all mine. I am too confident. I am confident that Shan'er has the ability to deal with anyone in the Dao San Realm. Even if he cannot defeat him, he will definitely have a chance to escape.  " "But I was wrong." Jiu Ming choked with tears.  "I was also wrong. I should have accompanied him to the Tmall Clan." "Clan Master, don't say that." Everyone comforted him.  Unexpectedly, Jiu Ming suddenly smashed the table with his palm and roared with tears in his eyes: "I said, it's my fault!" Everyone was stunned, sighed in their hearts, and was silent.  "I have harmed Shan'er, harmed everyone, and harmed the tribe! I am ashamed of myself." Jiu Ming burst into tears and roared.  Everyone except sighed.  Nothing can be persuaded.  For this matter, Jiu Ming cannot be blamed. They once believed that Jiu Fan was extremely powerful and that several elders in the tribe could not defeat him. In the realm of Dao San, he could compete with a super like Nan Yuehong.  Genius par excellence.  But it is different from Nan Yuehong and others.  He is not famous and is very low-key.  This makes it possible for him to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger when encountering an emergency.  People who want to kill him will also be deceived by him.  thereby contempt.  It can be said that among the monks in the third realm of Taoism, he is the most powerful being.  Not to mention that he still possesses the essence of nine lives. Killing him once is enough. Killing him nine times in a row without even a chance to escape would be too shocking, unless the opponent is the strongest in all things.  But it is impossible for the Tmall tribe to possess the strongest of all things.  The departure of Jiu Fan this time can be said to be well thought out. They knew the lifeblood of the Tmall clan and knew that they just wanted to live and did not want to cause trouble, so they would definitely not dare to attack Jiu Fan.  In addition, the whereabouts are kept secret, making it impossible for outsiders to know and ambush him.  With so many conditions, it seemed that there was no possibility of Jiu Fan dying, so we didn¡¯t send more people.  According to what they thought, if someone could kill Jiu Fan so cleanly, even if all the elders like them went, it would be useless unless Jiu Ming went there in person.  But the reality is so funny. Jiu Shan just died, his death was so unclear, and he was hanged out after his death. It was extremely tragic.  They couldn¡¯t figure out what the hell the Tmall Clan had eaten, and how could they dare to surround and kill Jiu Fan together? In their understanding, they could not form the concept that Jiu Fan was killed by Wu Xie alone.   But whether you have figured it out or not, this matter must not be tolerated. The deadly feud between the two tribes has been forged. There is you without me, there is me without you.  However, their desire for revenge is not strong at all, because they estimate that if they destroy the Tmall clan in the front, they will be destroyed by the strong ones in the back.  What a ridiculous and ironic ending, isn't it? "Report!" Suddenly a guard shouted from outside the hall. Listening to his voice, he seemed to be trembling and panicking.  "What's the matter? Tell me." shouted one of the elders.  "This this, this person claims to be the human race cultivator, Fu Lingsheng, and wants to see the clan leader." "What!" Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions couldn't help but change. Could it be said that the strong men are like this?  Are you planning to kill the tribe? "How many people are here?" one of the elders asked tremblingly.  "There is only one person coming." "One person?" Everyone was surprised and unsure, and they all looked at Nine Lives.  Jiu Ming took a deep breath, calmed down the emotions in his heart, and said calmly: "Invite him in, no, I will greet him personally." Opening the hall door, Jiu Ming followed the guards to the formation.  In this large array, there is a huge crystal ball from which you can see the outside world.  In the crystal ball, I saw a white-haired Fu Lingsheng floating on the sea of ??nothingness with a smile on his face. His vicissitudes of vision seemed to penetrate everything and see himself.  Jiu Ming groaned slightly and said: "Open the transmission channel and invite the master into the tribe." "Yes!" The guard took the order and immediately waved his hands to the surroundings. Suddenly, a stream of spiritual power rushed up from the surrounding square and gathered together.  Go to the battlefield.  A small black passage appeared above the formation, leading all the way to the sky, forming a black tunnel.  Fu Lingsheng's body followed the tunnel and floated from the void sea.  After he landed, he took a casual look at the surrounding scenery, and then said to Jiu Ming, "Please don't take offense at your visit." Jiu Ming forced out a smile and said, "Master is welcome to come to the small world of my tribe at any time.  . ¡± ¡ËUpdate quickly¡Ë¡ËPlain text¡Ë
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