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991. Elders of three races

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    Pengqiu.

    At a meeting attended only by senior officials, Jimo Tianfeng, who usually showed no emotion or anger, became furious, "More than two thousand saints were wiped out. Are they all pigs? Even if they can't be beaten, won't they run away?"

    The nine clan elders present were like a boat in the waves under the wrath of Jimo Tianfeng. They looked at each other for a long time, and the elders of the three clans said bravely, "Clan leader, they are just careless. After all, no one thought that Luosheng Continent could be  So many saints gathered at once to target us."

    Jimo Tianfeng¡¯s fierce eyes immediately fixed on the elders of the three clans.

    The pressure of the elders of the three clans doubled, but they still insisted, "I hope the clan leader will allow me to lead people to rescue them. If our Jimo clan wants to rule the Luosheng Continent, these two thousand or so saints must not give up."

    Jimo Tianfeng looked at the elders of the three clans for a moment, then glanced at the elders of the other clans, "What do you think?"

    The elders of the other clans were silent for a while. The reason why the elders of the three clans showed up like this is because almost half of the more than two thousand saints who were beaten to pieces were from his lineage. If they were not saved, his lineage would be over.

    Seeing that everyone was silent, Jimo Tianfeng snorted coldly and turned his attention to the elders of the three clans again, "These saints from the Luosheng Continent are not simple. You should know the methods of the saints from the Jimo family. Under normal circumstances, it can definitely be one-on-two, or even one-on-one."  Against Duo, the sage from Luosheng Continent beat him to death. This is unreasonable and cannot be explained by a 'careless' sentence."

    "Clan Chief, the information sent back by Tu Fei and the others is too little to support us in making an accurate judgment. I still firmly believe that as long as we deal with it carefully, the saints of Luosheng Continent have nothing to fear." said the veteran of the three tribes.

    Jimo Tianfeng pondered for a moment, and then said, "Okay, then you will lead the people there. You must save the clan members and bring Body No. 7."

    "Yes, clan leader!" The elders of the three clans responded loudly.

    "How many people do you need?" Jimo Tianfeng asked.

    "A thousand saints are enough." The elders of the three tribes said confidently.  He is a member of the same realm, and he is also the ceiling in the same realm. There are hundreds of people in the Jimo family who can beat him. Otherwise, he would not be able to take the position of clan elder.

    "I'll give you two thousand." Jimo Tianfeng said.

    The elders of the three tribes were about to say something when they were interrupted by Jimo Tianfeng, "Let's go and fight quickly. We can't make any mistakes, otherwise you won't come back!"

    "yes!"

    Soon, the elders of the three clans began to order troops in Pengqiu. The saints who were selected smiled happily, and the saints who were not selected sighed. All the saints felt that this was a fat mission. As for the lessons learned from the past of the more than two thousand clansmen, they regarded it as a lesson.  Just in case of being careless and losing Jingzhou

    "City Lord, Pengqiu has sent someone." Chunhe, who was watching a group of saints cleaning the battlefield, heard Chang Baisheng's report.

    Chunhe looked away, "How many people were sent?"

    "Two thousand." Chang Baisheng replied.

    "How much?" Chunhe was surprised.

    "Two thousand." Chang Baisheng repeated.

    "Two thousand? That shouldn't be the case." Chunhe murmured, Jimo's family had more than two thousand saints killed and wounded in the previous round, so didn't they reflect on themselves?  Why would they only send two thousand saints?  Could it be

    "How many of the same realm are there inside?" Chunhe suddenly asked.  For the Jimo family to be able to develop to such a scale, they must not be fools. Since they are not fools, then these two thousand saints naturally have something to say.

    "One." Chang Baisheng replied.

    Chunhe looked at Chang Baisheng with wide eyes. He wanted to see signs of joking on Chang Baisheng's face, but in fact he knew that Chang Baisheng never joked.

    So, after looking at Chang Baisheng for a moment, he fell into a deep confusion. What was the Jimo family going to do?

    "Hmph, this time we must let the saints of Luosheng Continent see what a true saint is!"

    "That's right! Tu Fei and the others are simply disgraceful. As Hunyuan heritage, how did they achieve such a complete defeat? A bunch of losers!"

    "With this battle, my Jimo family will definitely become famous!"

    The light in Pengqiu in the afternoon is gentle, and all the buildings are covered with warm colors. The leaves of the spiritual trees are swaying, and the charming colors are like a sparkling river.

    The members of the Jimo family were busy working on their own as usual, and the whole Pengqiu was quiet and peaceful.

    Suddenly, a blood-red cloud wave roared from a very far distance and crashed into Pengqiu in an instant. The sharp-eyed Jimo tribesmen saw clearly who was coming and could not help but shout softly, "Old man of the three tribes!"

    This cry attracted countless voices, "Elders of the three tribes? Didn't the elders of the three tribes just set off with people in the morning? Why did you come back so soon? Has the saint of Luosheng Continent been suppressed?"?

    "It must be so!"

    "The saints of the Luosheng Continent are really just local chickens and dogs, and they are vulnerable! But why is it that he is the only one from the three tribes who came back? Where are the tribesmen who followed him?"

    "Maybe in the back, after all, the three races are faster."

    "It makes sense."

    In the meeting hall that only the clan leaders and elders could enter, Jimo Tianfeng was furious. He looked at the seriously injured elders of the three clans with murderous eyes, "Two thousand clan members have all been defeated, what are you doing here?! Why don't you die?"  over there!"

    The rules around the elders of the three tribes were broken at this time, and the aura of the avenue was like a candle in the wind. He was scolded by Jimo Tianfeng, and his face turned pale, "Chief, we have all underestimated Body No. 7."

    "Huh?" Jimo Tianfeng's anger continued.

    ¡°Old men of the three tribes, please tell me what¡¯s going on?¡±

    "Yes, elders of the three clans, what's going on? Not to mention the two thousand saint clan members, you are a senior in the same realm, how could you end up in such a mess."

    At this time, other clan elders spoke one after another.

    Jimo Tianfeng smiled bitterly, "Clan chief, clan elders, do you know how many saints from Luosheng continent we met this time?"

    Before anyone could reply, he said to himself, "Tens of thousands!"

    "Impossible! The saints in Luosheng Continent are not cabbages. How could so many of them suddenly appear?"

    "Yes, even if there are so many saints in Luosheng Continent, how can they form a joint force?"

    Several clan elders exclaimed, and Jimo Tianfeng also frowned at the three clan elders.

    The expressions of bitterness on the faces of the elders of the three tribes became more intense, and he said slowly, "These saints are respected by their No. 7 bodies."

    There was another burst of exclamation.

    "Could it be that Body No. 7 unified the Luosheng Continent?" A clan elder wondered after exclaiming, "This is impossible. Unless Hunyuan appears in this world, how can the people of the world be convinced?"

    "By the way, wasn't Body No. 7 taken away? This means that he can't practice at all. It's a problem for a useless person to even survive, let alone unify Luosheng Continent."

    Everyone looked at the elders of the three clans with scrutiny. After all, in their opinion, what the elders of the three clans said was too fantastical.

    The elders of the three tribes who were being watched by everyone did not speak, but waved their hands directly. The originally calm space rippled, and then formed a mirror like a lake, and pictures gradually appeared in the mirror.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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