Besides, every hundred years, the tribe will attack fifty of the Nami tribe. When they really can't get it together, they will come out directly from these elite guards to charge.

Although it is becoming increasingly difficult to find the superior gods now, it is still not a big deal for the Zulong tribe. It is just to expand the field and continue to search.

With so many middle-level gods, it is obvious that some tribes united to resist the Zulong Tribe. Fusang was not surprised, and even looked down upon it very much. With these formations alone, could it be ridiculous to say that the attack of the Zulong Tribe could be resisted?

"Hu Ke, send someone back to tell my father and tell him what happened here in the first place." Fusang said. In fact, Fusang really wanted to rush forward with the elite guards of the tribe. However, facing so many middle-level gods, at least all the elite guards of the tribe need to cooperate in combat to reach the point of crushing. Although he is the son of the God King, there is no difficulty in mobilizing the troops of one of the Four Evils, if he wants to mobilize all of them, he needs his father's consent.

In the Palace of the God King, I closed my eyes and meditated. What's strange is that I have such hard work. It should be very quiet. But just by a wall, I can sing and dance to the level of peace, and the sound of silk and bamboo is pleasant. The superficial clone is lazily lying on the lounge chair, and hundreds of beautiful girls are carefully serving them.

From the outside, superficial is a person who likes to enjoy it. But no one knows that another superficial practice is superficial.

In the human race, even the God King has to be treated carefully because of the plunder of the Nami tribe and the Zerg. The five god king tribes today are actually first and second level god kings. These god kings are constantly squeezing their living space. After all, the resources are getting smaller and smaller. Each person can live for a longer time by storing more upper divine crystals.

Every god king wants to completely destroy the other party's tribe. This requires strength. However, it is puzzling that, except for the war between them, no one has surpassed the strength of the third level god king, and seems to have reached a certain tacit understanding, so that there is a brief stalemate now.

In fact, the reason is very simple, the God King is also afraid of death. As long as his strength exceeds level 3, it will attract the attention of the Nami tribe and the Zerg, and the other party will provide cultivation resources unconditionally. Of course, this is not a good intention, but a way for the herdsmen to use fattening methods to buy the flock at a good price.

At that time, even if you don’t want to practice, you will force you to practice crazy. When you reach level 4, then when your life is over, the other party will slaughter and seize the fourth-level divine crystal without hesitation.

The superficial one is the third level of the god king, and his clone is only at the first level. He usually hides underground and practices silently. Now he has reached the middle stage of the Three Poles God King, and he dare not be slow in his substitute. If he wants to survive, he must become stronger. If he can reach the level of dominance, at least he will never worry about safety. Even if the Nami tribe and the Zerg want to do it, he must consider what price he will pay.

Of course, I never thought about practicing to the master. It was too far away. I am afraid that before I could practice, the Ancestral Dragon Tribe would be destroyed. I would also become a slave of the Nami tribe or food for the Zerg. I naturally didn't want to wait for death like this, so I practiced harder. If the God King doesn't work at level 4, then I will practice to level 5.

As long as you can have the ability to escape, everything is worth it.

As for now, if you have a clone outside and resist it for yourself, there will be no danger for the time being. But if you expose your secrets, then the only thing that will welcome you is death.

The clone enjoyed the wine and food on the table, which was specially provided to them by the Nami people. This was not a good intention, but was kept in captivity. These things that enhance divine power are not rare cultivation resources, but are superior to the large amount. They provide them to the God King and force them to consume them. At this speed, they can reach 100,000 years. Even pigs can directly pile up to level 4 of the God King.

Of course, the combat power of the god kings built like this is not as good as that of the junior god kings who have just advanced, but so what? After all, it is the level 4 god king god crystal. It is enough for those who are the captives of the Nami clan. As for the new candidates, it is still easy to find a talented upper god among the more than one billion human races.

There is not much time left for Fu Qian. You must upgrade your cultivation to level 5 of the God King within 100,000 years. At that time, the Fu Qian’s choice is naturally to leave here or find a puppet of the human race. After all, the Nami tribe has also paid a lot of cultivation resources to support the God King in captivity.

The clone was lying on the soft couch and looked confused. The guards outside hurriedly walked in and knelt on the ground and said respectfully: "Wang, Mr. Fusang asked someone to pass on a message. Someone set up a magic circle in the northwest corner of the tribe. He used the median god to massacre my elite guards for five hundred. Mr. Fusang asked you to let the young master lead the remaining 1,500 elite guards and kill all these offenders."

The guard who reported the news was very loud, and the sound of silk and bamboo and singing and dancing also stopped. Everyone looked at Wang, and said that the guard who reported the news was even more cold sweating on his forehead. No one was willing to do such a thing, but he had no backer among the elite guards. He had just joined the tribe for a while, and he had no choice but to come.

Moreover, the God King was moody. If he was unhappy, he killed himself directly! The guards didn't dare to think about it, and their bodies began to tremble unconsciously. Death was very rapid and not scary. What was scary was the process of waiting for death.

"Someone dares to call in the Zulong Tribe. OK, I'll go and see who it is. It's so eye-free." The shallow narrowed eyes suddenly opened, their eyes shone golden light, and they slowly stood up, and their figure disappeared instantly.

The remaining elite guards quickly assembled under the leadership of Commander Ai Qiang, and almost all the kung fu came to the periphery of the northwest corner formation.

"Father, this formation is just this. Although it is simple, it can hide its body. I saw with my own eyes that a hundred upper gods teams entered, and thousands of those middle gods appeared suddenly and used forced sneak attack methods to kill all of these upper gods." Fusang seemed indignant and said gritting his teeth. This was completely different from his usual indifferent image.

"Oh! At this time, it would be stupid to send a team of gods in without knowing the enemy's background. Since you are bringing the middle god, why don't you let them in and explore the way?" The clone appeared and said with a little displeasure. Five hundred gods are enough for the tribe to offer for thousands of years. If these five hundred god crystals are secretly transferred out, the deal will be really a big loss.

Fusang spoke after he was gone, but he lowered his head to show that he knew he was wrong

As for Hu Ke beside him, his legs weakened and he knelt on the ground and said, "Wang, the Central Guard God has investigated, and he has lost 200 lower gods and 100 middle gods, and there is also a middle god captain. It is also the news that this captain came back to report that we reported to Commander Ai Qiang."

"Well, since that's the case, you can take your team in. Don't worry, I will let the elite guards keep a distance from you. As long as you find the enemy, they will be killed directly." Fuqian sneered.

Hu Ke was superficial and impressed. Hu Ke knew very well what kind of person his son was. Hu Ke was able to do so many things, and Hu Ke also made great contributions. But then again, even without Hu Ke’s own son, he couldn’t calm down, but so what? Anyway, he couldn’t escape the fate of being hunted. What’s wrong with indulging him?

Fu Qian doesn't want to care, let alone pay attention, but compared to his elite guards, the divine crystal in their minds is much more important than Hu Ke. Naturally, Hu Ke takes the lead as cannon fodder. At the same time, Fu Qian also wants to know who is coming to cause trouble for him. Could it be the other God King tribes?

This is not impossible, but the possibility is very low. After all, there is not no gods now. It is not difficult to make up enough offerings, and there is no need to start fighting for each other now.

Hu Ke's legs trembled and looked back at Fusang in one step or three steps, hoping that Fusang could plead with the God King and keep him. In fact, as long as he sent other median gods, there was no need to let him lead the team.

Unfortunately, the result was destined to be disappointed. Fusang always stood behind the God King with his head down like a well-behaved child, and he was like a toy that the child was tired of playing with, and he threw it away.

When he entered the fog area, the thin thick fog did not have any impact on his vision and spiritual consciousness. Hu Ke was so excited that he carefully searched around him. As long as the Clothes Moth Army troops, Hu Ke would turn around and run away.

Hu Ke also realized that he was a dog of Master Fusang. However, as long as he knelt in front of Master Fusang and begged, he might not have no way of life. The God King still has a high chance of spareing himself for Fusang's sake.

As he was walking, a graceful figure suddenly appeared in front of him. Hu Ke looked at the front and rubbed his eyes in disbelief: "Why is it you? You are not dead!"

"You don't die like this, how could I die? Because I want to give you to someone with my own hands." Kana sneered and looked at Hu Ke in a cold voice.

Hu Ke's eyes were even more shocked. Behind Kana, there were a hundred upper gods standing neatly, each struggling, as if immersed in some kind of illusion. In an instant, Hu Ke understood that everything he saw outside the formation was fake. Why did the other party do this? The answer was obvious, that is, to attract more people, but he was the other party's next target.

Without any hesitation, Hu Ke didn't even greet his subordinates. He turned around and ran away, but as soon as he ran a few steps, he heard a bang and his body hit somewhere. There was a fog around him, and Hu Ke felt that he was instantly abandoned by the whole world.
Chapter completed!