Quickly travel through three thousand worlds, the thunder tribulation lasts for ten thousand years

The water tentacles quickly dragged the dead Leng into the ground. Li watched helplessly as his good brother lost his life, filled with grief.

But he couldn't get out of the situation by himself. His wings were imprisoned and he could only struggle in the swamp.

Lin and Yan were already terrified. They saw that the usually gloomy Leng had died just like that, and they were a little dazed.

They usually play around, but they always know their limits. Besides, there are prohibitions in place, so they dare not violate them.

Only at this moment did they realize that Nan Xi really would not let them leave, and they all tried to find ways to save themselves.

But after transforming into beast form, they became even heavier and could not get out any more, and were not as light as when they were in human form.

With this back and forth, their bodies sank deeper and deeper, and Lin Heyan felt endless despair coming over him.

Chi just stared at Nan Xi coldly. He was waiting, waiting for his father to come and save him.

Just when several people were struggling to stop and were dying, a whistling sound suddenly came from the sky.

Nan Xi had already seen the person coming, but she did not stop him. Instead, she let him come over.

Nan Xi also wanted to know what kind of person Meng, the leader of the Lion Tribe who indulged his son in committing crimes, was.

At the beginning, the original owner once knelt down and begged Meng, wanting to exchange his freedom for the modern technology he knew, and Meng pretended to agree.

After squeezing the original owner dry, he became deaf and blind and left the original owner to Chi, Li and the other four, choosing to leave him alone.

Meng also contributed a lot to the original owner's misery.

"Chi, how are you?"

Meng was riding a majestic gray eagle. As soon as he landed, he hurriedly asked his son, but Chi was about to die, and Meng could only watch his son sink.

"Father, save me, I don't want to die."

He wanted to go forward to pull the person, but the Qingling Sword shook, blocking his way.

"Step aside!"

Meng didn't care about anything else. He picked up the spear in his hand and stabbed towards Nan Xi. This spear was given by the messenger and was also a treasure.

Nan Xi was a little surprised. She actually saw something that did not belong to this world. This spear was a low-level magical weapon, and it was obviously from the world of cultivation.

Unfortunately, Meng has no spiritual power, and the spear in his hand can only exert less than one percent of its power.

"Humph!"

Nan Xi took the Qingling Sword, injected spiritual power into it, and chopped at the spear. With just one move, the spear broke.

He was stunned, his eyes full of disbelief. This was the divine weapon bestowed by the messenger, and yet it was destroyed like this.

His gaze towards the flying sword became even more fiery. As expected, what Chi said was right. This flying sword was a treasure more powerful than the spear.

But now is not the time to think about the baby, saving your life is more important.

"Father, please save me. Kill that female quickly. I want her to die without a burial place."

He took a step back and wanted to kill Nan Xi, but he didn't have the strength to do so. He couldn't even save his son.

After just a few breaths, the sounds in the swamp gradually weakened, and the figures could no longer be seen. Only bubbles could be seen gurgling out.

Meng knew that he was no match for Nan Xi. He let out a long roar, threw something at Nan Xi, then quickly jumped onto the back of the gray eagle, flew high into the sky, and flew away.

Nan Xi looked at the thunder bomb thrown at her, feeling a little dazed. She seemed to have returned to the world of cultivation and was fighting with cultivators. This thunder bomb was also something from the world of cultivation.

Nan Xi didn't dare to resist, as her body was not yet strong enough to withstand the thunder bomb.

She used her skills, attached a speed talisman and a shield talisman to herself, and ran quickly to the side.

With a loud bang, a big hole was blown out on the ground. Nan Xi shook off the dirt on her body and looked up into the sky.

She didn't expect Meng to just abandon her son and run for his life. It was too late to chase him now.

"I'll let you go today."

Nan Xi confirmed that the five people in the swamp were no longer alive, then he hid his body, brushed past the orcs from the Black Snake Tribe who came to check, and walked away in a swagger.

After this battle, all five male protagonists died.

Xiaoying was amazed. It was the first time it encountered such a situation.

"What's so strange about this? This land is so vast, and there were five male protagonists. Now that the male protagonist is gone, there may be others."

Xiaoying nodded, that might be the case.

The five major tribes were in chaos. The leader's son died, the leader was getting old, and the ambitious elders began to rebel.

In addition to suppressing the rebellion, the positions of leaders of the other four tribes were replaced within a short month.

Some were even the sons who had been wronged by their leaders and overthrew them from their positions.

Meng was very unwilling. He thought of the female his son was talking about before he died, and decided to fulfill his son's last wish.

He wanted to capture this female to offer sacrifice to his son.

Meng began to organize people. He wanted to attack the Linghu tribe and capture Nan Xi alive.

The warriors of the Lion Tribe were unwilling to look for Nan Xi's whereabouts. The strange flying sword last time had already made them witness how powerful Nan Xi was.

But Meng had a self-defense force that was loyal to him, and he also had treasures bestowed by the messenger, which made the warriors dare not resist.

If someone refused to obey, they would be subjected to ruthless measures. In the end, everyone surrendered.

The fierce warrior team searched day and night near the Spirit Fox Tribe, and sooner or later they would find the cliff.

Everyone in the Linghu tribe was very worried because the team coming this time had a total of three thousand people.

As soon as Nan Xi woke up from her meditation, she saw Xiao Mei, who was worried.

She was flipping through the herbs carelessly and didn't even notice Nan Xi coming over.

"Xiao Mei, what are you doing?"

"Ah... nothing, I was just wondering, if the people from the Lion Tribe come charging over here, how are we going to fight them?"

Nan Xi asked: "How do we fight?"

"I will collect a lot of stones and pile them in the cave. When they come, I will throw one at each of them to knock them out."

"Well, this is a good idea."

Xiaomei immediately laughed happily, "You think it's great too, right? Then I'll go back and pick up stones."

She jumped away, and Nan Xi decided to go find Meng. Since he was seeking death, she would help him.

Meng didn't know Nan Xi's strength yet, and he thought he could win by having more people.

Unfortunately, he underestimated Nan Xi, which resulted in him taking a nap at night and when he woke up, he saw Nan Xi holding a long sword.

"Whoosh..."

Hearing the sound of breaking air, Meng rolled off the stone bed. He quickly took out the repaired spear to fight the enemy.

If he hadn't been alert while sleeping, he would have been beheaded by now.

"You came just in time. I want to use you as a sacrifice to my son."

Nan Xi didn't waste time talking to him, picked up the Qingling sword and stabbed directly.

"Enemy attack, come quickly!"

Meng shouted loudly and attacked Nan Xi, trying to delay her for some time.

Meng was indeed quite capable. He blocked more than ten moves and was not defeated. Nan Xi became interested in him and started practicing sword skills with him.