Chapter 3057: Hoarding Spiritual Herbs

"Oh, it's just that I don't know if the Heavenly Demon Clan and the Demon Clan will give King Tianyuan this face? My people have just informed the Heavenly Demon Clan that I have recently captured a holy soil mining area, and now this mining area is still there After selling my name to the Heavenly Demon Clan, I might be able to get a good price! I want that much! Will the big shots from the Heavenly Demon Clan be tempted? "

As soon as Fang Yue said these words.

King Tianyuan's face turned dark.

This Fang Yue has such a vicious mind!

He actually occupied their ancient tribe’s mining area and sold it!

If Fang Yue really sells the holy soil mining area to the Demon Clan, the Demon Clan will definitely accept it happily.

Because the person who took over the mining area was Fang Yue and not the Heavenly Demon Clan. After the mining area changed hands, the Ancient Clan would not be able to argue with the Heavenly Demon Clan.

What's more, in this northern land, the most powerful ethnic group is the Demon Clan!

This ethnic group is more powerful and domineering than the ancient tribe!

If a war really breaks out, it will be clear at a glance who lives and who dies!

The Ancient Clan is no match for the Demon Clan. They are just bullying the human race by holding on until they die!

"General Bei, take people to take back this holy soil mining area for me. Go back quickly, there is no room for loss!"

King Tianyuan hated Fang Yue until his teeth started to itch.

He clearly knew that Fang Yue was deliberately setting a trap to let the ancient people get inside. But this Fang Yue is using conspiracy, and they can't resist at all!

General Bei left with ten powerful men at the Spiritual Fairy Realm level!

The soldiers are no longer numerous but refined!

General Bei himself is an existence at the level of the Immortal Lord. Although he has only entered the level of the Immortal Lord for the first time, he can be regarded as a top-ranked master in the outer realm of the underworld!

With the cooperation of ten powerful people at the spirit fairy level, it will be perfect!

Those people Fang Yue recruited are just stragglers!

If they take action, these people will definitely be destroyed with the force of thunder!

"General Bei, want to leave? Have you asked about my spear?"

A cold and stern voice came from the imperial city.

A strong man with golden armor at the pinnacle level of Da Luo Jin Fairyland jumped out of it!

"Golden Spear, Guan Yue!"

Murong Bo introduced Fang Yue.

Fang Yue looked at Guan Yue, this human general was quite handsome!

The spear in his hand is a magical weapon at the pinnacle of Da Luo Jin Fairyland!

The key is that although Guan Yue's cultivation level is only at the peak of the Da Luo Jin Immortal Realm, his marksmanship has reached the level of the disciples. Even if he faces General Bei who is in the early stage of the Immortal King Realm, he may not be unable to fight!

"Guan Yue, you are looking for death!"

General Bei is anxious to complete his mission and go to the Holy Soil Mining Area to clean up the ants from the human race. If he is late, I am afraid that the mining area will be sold by the human race!

That is one of the important mineral resources of the ancient tribe in northern Xinjiang!

"Dragon Roar Spear!"

Guan Yue pulled out his gun.

Sure enough, there was a roaring sound from his gun.

The sound of the dragon's roar seemed to be able to affect the movement of surrounding time and space.

The movement of time and space was slightly sluggish for a moment, and Guan Yue's Dragon Roar Spear had already arrived in front of General Bei!

General Bei drew his sword. His sword skills were unparalleled, as if he could break mountains and rivers and split the sky!

The swords and guns collided with a bang, and the surrounding void was shattered and turned into nothingness!

Guan Yue and General Bei each took two steps back.

A look of surprise and uncertainty appeared on General Bei's face.

"Guan Yue, your injury has actually healed?"

Over the years, Guan Yue has been fighting for the human race for many years, and he has been seriously injured and difficult to recover.

General Bei dared to fight against the seriously injured Guan Yue, but now that Guan Yue has returned to full strength, he should be on par with him in terms of strength!

"Fang Yue, it's you!"

Gu Zhengdao looked at Fang Yue and immediately realized that Guan Yue's injury should have been cured by Fang Yue.

Fang Yue is a master of all kinds of magic. He has long heard that Fang Yue has extraordinary attainments in the way of life and heaven.

He can refine the essence of life.

Now it seems that it was Fang Yue who refined the essence of life and healed Guan Yue's old wounds.

"The humans in this imperial city are even more difficult to deal with!"

King Tianyuan frowned slightly.

Guan Yue in his prime and Guan Yue in a state of serious injury are two completely different concepts.

Guan Yue, who was seriously injured, had at best the fighting power of an ordinary Daluo Jinxian.

He will use most of his strength to suppress the old injuries on his body, and in the recovered state, Guan Yue is a being comparable to the level of the Immortal Lord.

In this battle between the two tribes in Northern Xinjiang, one more Immortal Lord and one less Immortal Lord are enough to affect the tilt of the balance of victory!

"Take action and help General Bei kill the enemy!"

An ancient tribe at the level of the Spiritual Fairy Realm yelled, and he suddenly took a pill.

Big Rodin!

This elixir can burn the potential of the spirit immortal, allowing him to temporarily enter the level of Da Luo Jin Immortal Realm.

With Da Luo Jin Fairyland level combat power, he may be able to break the balance between General Bei and Guan Yue!

"Your opponent is me!"

The spirit immortals of the ancient tribe have not yet joined the battlefield.

There is another strong man in the imperial city.

"When did the Abyss Sword Demon Clan join the human race?"

Yuanfeng!

A strong man who has followed Fang Yue for a long time. With the help of Fang Yue's resources, Yuan Feng has already broken through to the level of the Spiritual Fairy Realm, and is half a step ahead of others in terms of sword skills!

"You dare to challenge me when you first enter the Spiritual Fairy Realm?"

The spirit fairy from the ancient tribe showed a contemptuous smile.

I thought it was such a powerful existence!

I didn't expect that it was just a Abyss Blade Demon who had just entered the Spiritual Immortal Realm.

"Cut the sky! Chop the earth!"

Yuan Feng didn't waste words, he raised his hand and it was a killing move!

Why say so much?

Just do it!

Yuan Feng is not good at speaking, he is best at chopping people.

Hand raised!

Knife fell!

At a certain moment, Yuan Feng's aura instantly climbed to the level of Daluo Jinxian Realm!

Divine power broke out!

This is the back-up plan that Fang Yue left for Yuan Feng!

Gap?

It doesn't exist!

A bright knife light fell from the sky, creating the world and killing gods and demons!

The spiritual fairy of the ancient clan bit his tongue!

His eyes widened.

Oh my!

Is this Yuan Feng so strong?

At the moment of attack, the momentum climbed to the level of Daluo Jinxian Realm.

In terms of realm, his advantage is of course gone.

As for the swordsmanship.

Yuan Feng is a half-step disciple!

One knife cuts life and death!

One knife settles grudges!

The ancient tribe at the level of the spiritual fairyland was defeated.

He crushed a talisman in his hand.

A golden shield appeared, and with a clang, the sword light fell on the shield!

This is a talisman at the level of the Daluo Jinxian realm, which can be regarded as the life-saving trump card of the ancient tribe's spiritual fairy!

The ancient tribe's spiritual fairy did not expect that this trump card would be consumed at this time.

Heartache!

Helpless!

The ancient tribe's spiritual fairy suddenly looked at Yuanfeng who had just drawn his sword.

His eyes were full of murderous intent!

This Yuanfeng!

Is he really tired of living?

Even if the cultivation of the spiritual fairyland level is forcibly raised to the level of the Daluo Jinxian realm by relying on secret methods, it is still overdrawing potential and cannot last long!

"Kill!"

The ancient tribe's spiritual fairy said suddenly.

There seemed to be two rays of light in his eyes that made people unable to look directly at him!

Raise the knife!

Chop people!

Yuanfeng did not stop at all.

If one strike doesn't work, then strike again!

Yuanfeng is the Abyss Blade Demon. Swinging the sword is an instinct imprinted in his bones!

No need to think, no need to exert effort!

Another strike of the sword fell.

The vitality of the heaven and earth within a hundred miles is gathering towards the blade!

This strike is the strike that destroys the heavens and the earth! All the power of the Zhou Tian is gathered on this strike!

Hand raised!

The sword fell!

Clean and crisp!

The ancient clan's spiritual fairy is not a vegetarian either. He roared.

Break!

A big word "break" took shape in the void.

Words come out and laws follow!

This ancient clan's spiritual fairy actually took the route of the Word Spirit!

A word took shape in the void, as if it were real or illusory.

Resisted the sword light chopped down by Yuanfeng!

Crack, crack, crack!

The word "break" shattered, and Yuanfeng's sword light gradually dimmed!

Equally matched!

"Did Fang Yue use his old tricks this time? Not only did he go out in person, but he also brought his strong men with him!"

The eyes of King Tianyuan were disillusioned!

The ancient tribe in the northern border is at its peak!

But they can't afford too much loss!

The northern border is not the northern border of the ancient tribe. It is surrounded by powerful enemies and wolves and tigers!

If one day, the ancient tribe declines, those tribes that are usually friendly and submissive to the ancient tribe will definitely be the first to rise up and resist the ancient tribe, ferociously devouring all the interests of their ancient tribe in the northern border!

"This Fang Yue is demonstrating to me!"

King Tianyuan sighed slowly.

In the duel between Yuanfeng and the strong men of the ancient tribe's spiritual fairyland, life and death are no longer important.

The important thing is that Fang Yue is expressing a determination to him!

"King Tianyuan, it's not good! A granary in my tribe was robbed! Nearly 100 million tons of spiritual grain were all looted!"

At this time, someone else sent a message to report!

King Tianyuan's heart suddenly shrank!

He slowly looked at Fang Yue on the Imperial City.

His red eyes were filled with murderous intent!

Fang Yue!

The Imperial City can be saved today.

But Fang Yue must die!

Not for a fight of loyalty, but for the future of the ancient tribe in Northern Frontier!

No matter how strong Murong Bo is, he is a traditional general and knows some rules.

But Fang Yue is completely unscrupulous and will do anything to get what he wants.

Anyway, if the Imperial City is lost.

The human race will have no place to stand in the Northern Frontier!

In this case, what rules should we follow with the ancient tribe.

Burning, killing and looting.

Fang Yue is simply a scoundrel.

Fang Yue has laid countless mines in the Northern Frontier.

It is possible that the ancient tribe will break through the Imperial City, and the ancient tribe in the Northern Frontier will also be destroyed by Fang Yue.

"It's just a granary. Will your destruction really affect the pace of our ancient tribe's attack?"

General Bei laughed.

Even when he was fighting with Guan Yue, he still had the mind to mock Fang Yue.

Fang Yue rolled his eyes at General Bei.

"Those who don't plan for the overall situation are not qualified to plan for a region! It seems that there are not many generals available in the ancient clan!"

Fang Yue's words were heartbreaking!

However, King Tianyuan's face was ashen, but he couldn't refute.

Fang Yue was right. The spiritual grain and grass are the key to the survival of all races in the future. The power of disaster in the underworld is mighty. The output of spiritual grain and spiritual medicine is gradually decreasing, and even the spiritual energy is dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye!

The cold winter of the underworld practitioners is coming!

Stockpiling spiritual grain and spiritual grass is a must!

Fang Yue’s real goal is probably the spiritual grain reserves of their ancient clan!

His goal is a long-term battle!