Immortal Road.

The ground cracked for no reason, and a tree suddenly emerged, lifted them up, and then ran away!
The group of remotely controlled Gu masters were so frightened that they almost peed themselves. They held onto the tree trunks tightly and dared not let go. A large army was fighting below.

Once you fall down, there will be no trace of your body left, and you won’t even know how you died!

"This tree spirit is crazy, why did it come after us?"

"Who knows? Which force does it belong to?"

"Why don't we try using the Mind-Bending Gu to hollow it out and control it, and use it as our mobile fortress?"

"Hey, this is a great idea!"

They immediately took out bottles and jars and sprinkled fine powder on the tree trunk, hoping to subdue the tree spirit.

However, they didn't know that the Phantom Ancient Tree had its own illusion effect, and those small poisonous insects couldn't find the entrance at all, and could only turn around on the tree.

With a sudden brake, dozens of figures were thrown up again!

When they looked closely, they found that they were all barbarians!
"Gu Master? A member of the Wu Clan?"

The two sides instantly became furious and started a jungle war in the dense trees.

In the southeastern city area, the human coalition was engaged in a brutal street battle with the barbarians. Suddenly, the witch tribe also rushed in, inciting rebellion without distinguishing between friend and foe. The place became a living hell. In the dark night, dense swarms of small flying insects were buzzing. Many people screamed and were hit, leaving shocking scars.

The Wushan Yin Clan, the Wudao Sect, and the Mingju Sect have been fighting in Jiuli for many years and have experience with the two tribes of Barbarians and Witches. At this moment, they have brought out their own strengths and are determined to launch a forced surprise attack!

They didn't know what the result would be if Lei Fengzi went to the palace, but if they failed to achieve some results and the witch clan occupied the royal city, the outcome would be rewritten. The human coalition would get nothing, and all their sacrifices would be in vain!
A tall clay puppet slowly rose up, filled with Gu Masters standing on it, and a swarm of bees blocked the way.

"Humans, stop! Our high priest has led his troops into the palace. Cangluan Royal City is about to change hands. You must retreat immediately. Otherwise, you will be held responsible for the consequences!"

Yin Jiuchen waved his hand, and the Wushan Dharma Image appeared behind him. The laws of heaven and earth were in control, and clouds and rain gathered. He transformed into an ancient giant and led the charge.

"It was my human race that first attacked the royal city. You Wu people didn't stay in the deep mountains and old forests of Nanli to play in the mud, but ran to Zhongli to pick peaches, and even asked my Wushan Yin Clan for permission!"

"Humph, you despicable imitators. You have only learned a few superficial things from my witch clan. How dare you show off your skills in front of an expert?"

Dark brown vines instantly grew out of the eyes, ears, mouth and nose of the clay puppet, which curled and twisted into ropes, and opened their giant fangs and flowers towards this side, shooting towards this side like anchors!

The leader of the Nether Curse Sect stepped forward and opened his golden body, and it turned out to be a water ghost from the River Nyx!
It was over a hundred feet tall, and nearly half of it was a head. It had a hunched back, one eye was larger than the other, and its huge white eyeballs were rolling around. Its long tongue was hanging from the side of its mouth, and it was laughing strangely.

"Sir, gurgle, gurgle~~"

It spoke an unknown underworld language and communicated with the leader of the Underworld Curse Sect, who actually cut open his skin and collected a bowl of blood. The water ghost greedily gulped it down, then strode forward.

The human coalition forces behind him were ready to attack again!
The barbarians suffered heavy casualties in this area and were forced to withdraw from the battlefield, leaving the battlefield to the human and witch tribes to fight.

The leader of Wu Dao Sect smiled proudly:
"Since you two have already given it your all, how can you leave me out?"

The Wushan Dharma Image and the Styx Water Ghost laughed loudly and spoke in unison, making a rumbling sound and half of the city was shaking!
"Brother Wu, come quickly and show these natives that we humans have been innovating in witchcraft over the years and are no longer what we used to be. They are still practicing their old antiques, not knowing that they are already outdated!"

The shadow of an ancient great wizard suddenly appeared in the world!

The leader of the Wudao Sect sat cross-legged in the air, with his eyes closed, pinching his hands to form incantations and muttering something.

The great witch opened his eyes, and green light like two rays swept across the sky and the earth, making the witch people feel cold all over!

"What? This is the Great Witch Dharma Image. How is this possible?"

"The human race, without our bloodline, can still produce a great witch. Is this fair?"

"It is rumored in the tribe that after the death of the great witch, he turned into a natural curse spirit, which is invincible in the way of curse, much stronger than the way of Gu, but most of the curses of my witch tribe have been lost long ago."

"It is said that the Wu Clan's holy land was destroyed more than 3,000 years ago, and the Seven Arrows Book and the precious Scarecrow disappeared. Could it be that the Wu Dao Sect got them?"

"It's probably the damn thief!!!"

They were all shocked and angry, helpless and furious.

The human coalition had many Yuanying stage monks blocking the front and fighting fiercely, so there was no way they could get around to the rear.

Because most of the main forces of the human race gathered here on the southeast battlefield, the witch tribe was only responsible for delaying them from breaking into the palace, so they gradually became exhausted.

The green light in the eyes of the Great Wizard became more and more intense, and the two whirlpools began to merge and deepen, with black belts winding and spinning in them!
Finally, the leader of the Wudao Sect shouted loudly.

The great wizard's eye beams shot straight forward!

A shrill scream was heard, and everyone on the field was startled. They got goosebumps and felt fear in their hearts.

Looking more closely, the one who was screaming turned out to be the leader of the Nether Curse Sect!
The Styx water ghost behind him was smoking, as if it had been doused with sulfuric acid, and was burning as if it was fried, with thick acid dripping all over its body!
"You, you, what are you doing?!"

The leader of the Wudao Sect had a calm expression and said lightly, "I'm sorry."

"After lurking for so many years, the truth is finally revealed. I have been waiting for this day for a long time."

The Yuanying stage cultivator of the Wu clan on the opposite side laughed:

"Well done, Wu Xuansheng! It's worth planning for so long. We have finally come to the final stage. The great cause will soon succeed, and the holy land will soon be rebuilt. Welcome back to our clan!"

The human coalition forces were shocked, as if it were a bolt from the blue.

The leader of the Wudao Sect is actually an undercover agent of the Wu Clan?
They have been lurking for so many years, coordinating surface actions to attack the barbarians, and are actually preparing for the Witch Clan to take over Jiuli.

It's hidden too deeply!

As for the Wu Dao Sect, more than a dozen Yuanying stage cultivators, as the top leaders, also defected at this moment. It was obvious that the entire sect was composed of the Wu clan and they had known the truth for a long time.

Only the Wu Dao Sect disciples below, most of whom were human, looked confused at the moment, not knowing whether to rebel with the sect or continue to stand in the human camp.
The Wu Dao Sect's rebellion came unexpectedly, dealing a heavy blow to the leader of the Ming Zhu Sect and dealt a heavy blow to the morale of the human race.

"No wonder, no wonder you Wu Dao Sect are so proficient in all kinds of witchcraft and spells, it turns out that you are undercover agents of the Wu Clan."

"Hahaha, Brother Ming, to be honest, we only sent elites to secretly infiltrate the Wu Dao Sect more than 3,000 years ago after the fall of the Holy Land. The Wu Dao Sect, which was a great sect that existed for 10,000 years, was indeed founded by the human race, but it has been hollowed out by us over the years. Who told us that we Wu people are born with Wu blood and affinity with witchcraft? How can you human disciples compete with us?"

The leader of the Nether Curse Sect was severely injured, his face covered in blood. He turned around and looked at Yin Jiuchen, the patriarch of the Wushan Yin Clan.

"Brother Yin, your Wushan Yin clan should be the orthodox human race, right?"

"certainly."

Yin Jiuchen smiled bitterly. He had not expected that the Wu Dao Sect would suddenly turn against them. This caught them off guard. However, the human coalition was not over yet, so they still had a chance.

"Brother Ming, hold on, there is a melee among many parties now, and no one can guarantee that he will have the last laugh. Now that we have already entered the royal city, it is still unknown who will be the winner!" He was afraid of being defeated one by one, so he quickly led his men to move closer to the leader of the Mingzhu Sect.

The latter did not suspect anything and focused on dealing with the witch clan's poison master.

But in the next moment!
Yin Jiuchen had a ferocious look on his face, and suddenly he attacked violently. The Wushan Dharma Image suppressed the water ghost of the Styx in one go, and completely blew up the Dharma Image's golden body!
"you"

The leader of the Nether Curse Sect vomited blood and turned around in disbelief, only to be ambushed again and scored twice.

“Hahahaha, well done, Brother Yin. This old guy from the Nether Curse Sect is so stupid. He failed twice with the same trick in a row. How stupid!”

The members of the Wu Clan all laughed loudly, the Wu Dao Sect also applauded, and many members of the Wushan Yin Clan also jumped into the water.

It turns out they are also undercover!

"But having said that, this old guy is really tough. He was able to survive even when we two took turns to attack him. He is really capable!"

The many human guests recruited by the Yin family of Wushan below were all stunned.

Their old boss suddenly turned against them, putting them in the same embarrassing situation as the Wu Dao Sect disciples: should they join the rebellion against their own race, or remain in their original camp?
Most of the cannon fodder originally recruited by the human coalition were scattered people from the witch tribe and the barbarian tribe. At this moment, they also defected one after another, and the scene was extremely exciting.

The leader of the Nether Curse Sect, whose hair was disheveled at the moment, realized that the situation was not good and shouted sternly:
"Don't forget, our human race also has great supernatural powers. Brother Lei Fengzi is still in Cangluan King City. He will definitely not give up when he finds out!"

The humans below immediately perked up.

Compared with the sects and families, race is their inner bottom line. Once they betray their race and fall into the hands of the witch clan, their fate will be miserable.

Now thinking of the powerful human beings still in the city, it was like grasping the last straw.

The witch clan Gu Masters sneered:
"The chief priest of our tribe has also become a great master. After we recover the all-powerful witch treasure Dingmanpan, we'll see where you can fly. You are doomed to be unable to escape even if you have wings!"

In the palace.

The chieftain and the high priest of the Wu tribe have already broken down in their talks. Both sides have no objection to giving up Zhongli, but there are still differences on the bottom line regarding the ownership of Dingmanpan, also known as Zhenwupan.

No one is willing to give in!

In the end, there was no way to reconcile and a fight broke out!

Although the chief king's time has come, he is, after all, a veteran with great magical powers who has guarded the barbarians for hundreds of years. His mighty power and domineering aura are still there.

The witch clan's high priest was not to be outdone. As a powerful person who helped the witch clan rise up against adversity in this generation, he was the person who led the clan to revival. Let's go to heaven and fight together!
The aftermath of the fight between the two spread across the sky above the royal city. The battle between the two powerful masters was earth-shattering. It was an event that was rare in the land of Jiuli in a thousand years and would determine the future fate of the two tribes.

The Dingman Disk was activated and started to spin faster in the sky, but unexpectedly it did not have much suppressive effect on the high priest, because it was originally a magical treasure of the witch clan.

On the contrary, all other cultivators in the entire royal city were affected to varying degrees, and streams of blood flowed back like waterfalls, being sucked away by the mushroom-head on the Dingman Plate.

"Wow—"

A blue phoenix with a wingspan of hundreds of feet appeared, casting a huge shadow. It was the royal totem of the barbarian Cang Luan royal court, which was melted into a golden body by the chieftain!

With just a wave of the hand, a hurricane passed by below, and countless houses and trees were blown away and uprooted.

The Chieftain sat on top of the Cang Luan, and he also had eyes as sharp as an owl!

Behind the witch chief priest appeared a chubby ladybug. Her appearance was even more bizarre. Her transparent three-fold wings flapped thousands of times every moment, making a huge buzzing noise that made people feel uncomfortable and nauseous. The interlaced grids on her protruding compound eyes projected colorful lights.

In an instant, the sky and the earth were filled with sand and dust. A closer look revealed an endless sea of ​​locusts, filled with all kinds of poisonous insects that were endless and instantly submerged them.

The high-level leaders of the barbarians and witches below also started fighting. Both sides had no intention of reconciliation at all. It was either you die or I die!

Youmei Ji watched this scene quietly, especially the battle between the Chieftain and the High Priest in front of her, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She did nothing but stand here and slightly mess up the barbarians, which would attract the enemies of the witch tribe and she could use them as a gun.

If you look closely, you will see that her burning gaze is fixed on one object, which is the golden body of the barbarian chieftain and also the totem of the Cang Luan royal family!
The power of faith contained in this item is definitely greater than that of a large tribe. She has asked for it many times, but the chief has always made excuses to refuse.

Although he wants to become a spirit, he still keeps his last trump card!
The royal totem of the golden body of Dharma is the foundation of one's strength. It is enough to make Youmei Ji always be cautious and it is also a guarantee to deal with desperate crises.

This time, facing the witch tribe's high priest, he had to expose himself and was targeted by Youmei Ji again.

"Although the land of Jiuli is full of barbarians and is a place that the human race's holy land disdains to develop, it is undeniable that there are still good things there. Although I have become a great master, I still need to get rid of the shackles of fate."

The woman's eyes were blurred, her thoughts drifting away as she thought about her life experience, the mission she was carrying, and the vortex of the two powerful immortals entangled behind her.

Before he knew it, a disciple of the Black Lotus Sect came to his side.

"Saintess, the Wu Clan is being completely suppressed by the Heavenly Dingman Plate. The six barbarian armies are fighting a desperate battle. In addition, the Tiger Guards have repented. At this moment, the city is in a state of equilibrium."

Youmeiji recovered and glanced at the person who came.

"What about the human race?"

"It is said that half of the human race has defected and is in internal turmoil. The Barbarian Witch has no time to take care of it. Let them fight among themselves!"

"What about the totem poles I asked you to find? Have you found them all?"

"That's almost it."

The man took out a storage magic weapon and presented it to him, lowering his head and raising his hands respectfully.

"All the tribal totem poles are inside, please check them out, Saint."

"good."

Youmei Ji didn't expect her subordinates to be so efficient. She nodded with satisfaction and took it. She put her spiritual sense in to check and saw that there were indeed dozens of small totem poles neatly arranged.

But after careful sensing, I suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Huh? Why is it empty inside? There is no power of faith at all?"

She withdrew her spiritual sense in confusion, and the Black Lotus disciple who was reporting in front of her suddenly attacked!
He raised his hand to her face, and an octagonal light cage slowly took shape, with a powerful soul-locking force coming at him.

“Devil-devouring Soul Prison!!!”

"No, that's not right. Who are you???"

(End of this chapter)