Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1201: Sweeping fallen leaves

Where there is interest, there are disputes. ：／／Xin／

This point has never changed.

Although the witch clan has declined, they can only stay in a corner, unable to compete with the world's ten thousand clan. But the internal fighting never stopped.

The cause is the totem.

The twelve witch gods in the wild, left twelve totems, enshrined by countless tribes. In the beginning, the power of the totem was absolutely complete, not only equivalent to a supreme magic weapon, but the witch **** technique contained in it was also intact.

However, over time, the power of the totem has been divided into countless parts. So to be precise, what the major tribes enshrine is not a complete totem of the wizard god, but totem fragments.

For the weak water tribe, the worship is low-grade fragments, the medium-sized forces worship the medium-sized fragments, and so on.

Therefore, the strength of the totem has become an important benchmark for measuring the strength of a tribe.

To promote from a small tribe to a medium strength, the most basic condition is to increase the low-level totem fragments to medium-sized fragments.

There is only one way to enhance it, and that is swallowing.

Swallow the totems of other tribes!

It is for this reason that the Witch race has been in internal fighting. As long as the twelve totems are incomplete in one day, the internal fighting will continue to exist.

At this moment, the weak water tribe is facing an attack called the Yaoshui tribe.

This tribe, like the weak-water tribe, belongs to a small force. It is also dedicated to the co-work of the water gods, and it has constant friction with the weak-water tribe on weekdays.

Now, the Yaoshui tribe finally showed its fangs, intending to swallow the totem of the weak water tribe.

"Boom!"

The war broke out in an instant, and the Yaoshui tribe came without warning, but there are signs to follow.

Any tribe wants to be promoted, and one of the important conditions for promotion is to let their own totem grow to a higher level.

To achieve this ambition, fighting is naturally the only way.

"Kill!"

The shouts shook the sky, and the killing intent rushed into the sky. Facing the surprise attack of the Yaoshui tribe, the weak water tribe showed good fighting qualities and did not panic.

They fought and fought, without fear, they all fought in blood, vowing to the death.

The totem is not only a guarantee of strength, but also a spiritual belief. Losing a totem means that the tribe will no longer exist.

So everyone tried their best to never retreat.

Unfortunately, since the Yaoshui Tribe dared to launch a war, it was naturally well prepared.

The luxurious lineup of five pill cultivators made everyone in the weak water tribe feel powerless, even desperate.

Looking at the entire weak water tribe, only the patriarch and the two elders have reached the pill formation stage, which is far from the Yaoshui tribe.

Therefore, no matter how desperate the Weak Water Tribe is, it is difficult to resist the invasion of the Demon Water Tribe.

The gap is so big that there is no hope of winning at all!

This is still in the case of Lingxian's advice, otherwise, the Weak Water Tribe would have been destroyed. Although the final result is still defeat, at least there have been no casualties.

"Could it be...the Weak Water Tribe will be buried in my hands?"

Suri couldn't help but think that the whole heart was full of bitterness, even despair.

It's not just him, all the people of the weak water tribe are desperate, although there have been no casualties since the start of the war. But judging from the current situation, it will be a matter of time before they are completely wiped out.

And just when Su Li was desperate, he suddenly thought of Ling Xian, thinking of the shuddering feeling when facing the overlord-level beast.

At the moment, he lifted his spirits and temporarily forced the three alchemy cultivators back with the strongest method, and then yelled at Sugang.

"Su Gang! Hurry up! Go and ask Young Master Ling to do it!"

As the voice fell, the eyes of everyone in the Weak Water Tribe lit up.

By giving pointers, even a fool can understand that Ling Xian is a strong man. Therefore, hope suddenly came out from the crowd.

"Ah, yes, I will go now!"

Su Gang patted his forehead and hated how he hadn't thought of it before. Right now, he came to Lingxian's cabin at the fastest speed, full of eagerness.

Ling Xian suddenly smiled when Su Gang broke into the cabin.

As early as the moment the Yaoshui tribe launched a surprise attack, he knew that the opportunity had come. As long as the weak water tribe can be saved, observing the totem is absolutely not a problem.

So, Ling Xian has been waiting, waiting for Patriarch Su Li to speak.

At the moment, Souli has already stated that he wants to ask him to act, which means that he owes him a favor. There is no more suspense when observing the totem.

Of course, the premise is that he can repel the Demon Water Tribe.

However, in Lingxian's view, this matter is a foregone conclusion. There are only a few Dan-jie cultivators. In his eyes, they are no different from the ants.

"Senior, please show mercy and save my weak water tribe!"

Sugang was anxious, and knelt on the ground with a ‘poof’, his eyes full of pleading.

"Don't worry, there will be no death in the Weak Water Tribe." Ling Xian smiled faintly, and his self-confidence illuminates the sky.

Although he intends to use this opportunity to achieve the purpose of observing the totem, but the kind nature is there, naturally, he can't bear to see the casualties of the weak water tribe.

Therefore, he had secretly taken action long ago and put a defensive cover on everyone in the weak water tribe. Otherwise, with the strength of the weak water tribe, how can it stop the enemy like a wolf like a tiger?

"Then please seniors hurry up, if it's too late, it's too late!"

Looking at those **** members of the tribe, Suganghu's eyes are full of tears, full of anxiety.

"Don't worry, I have promised to take action. How can there be casualties?" Ling Xian smiled, then stood up and walked out of the cabin.

Immediately afterwards, a plain word resounded here.

"Stop it all."

The voice fell, everyone was slightly startled, and subconsciously stopped the attack.

The people of the Weak Water Tribe are all hopeful, and firmly believe that as long as Ling Xian takes action, this crisis will definitely be resolved.

After all, his ability is in the eyes of everyone, he is definitely a strong one!

When the people of the Monster Beast Tribe saw Ling Xian, their eyes showed a bit of disdain.

"It's actually a human race."

An old Wu clan squinted his eyes, and said coldly: "This matter has nothing to do with you. Get out quickly to avoid self-defeating."

"Since it has come out, is there any reason to retreat?"

The corners of Ling Xian's mouth are smiling, and the clouds are light and breezy~IndoMTL.com~ calmly and calmly.

"If you don't retreat, you just want to die."

The Witch clan old man's expression became cold, as did the other alchemy cultivators, except for the coldness, they were disdainful.

In the eyes of all witch races, human races are weak. After all, in ancient times, human races were the slaves of major races.

Although this is already in the past tense, it is still ingrained in the hearts of certain races. Therefore, the people of Yaoshui tribe naturally have a bit of disdain.

"Do you want to die?"

Ling Xian shook his head and laughed, too lazy to talk nonsense, and with a flick of his big sleeves, the sky blew up and blasted the five cultivators directly into the air.

There is no suspense, and no stagnation. In the eyes of the weak water tribe, the five strong pill formation powers are invincible. At this moment, they seem to be fallen leaves.

When the wind blows, it flies.

Suddenly, all the Witches present were stunned, and their wide-open eyes were filled with disbelief.