Chapter 145 Return to the Forest

Feng Yuan's heart was greatly shocked.

He has heard that the new family of the gods of the Builders is a genius that is difficult to meet for thousands of years in the family. Since childhood, he has excellent talents and has great affinity with nature. He showed unusual talent when he was a child.

But he didn't take it seriously at that time.

The head of the Lushen family died of illness last year, and the newcomer commander was just the same at that time, and he was dangerous.

Moreover, he is still young, even if he has a high talent?

But Feng Yuan never expected that this person could break through to the fifth level at such a young age!

What does this mean? It means that if the Divine Divination Clan is really given some time and Ling Qing is given more time to practice, then he can definitely become a strong opponent of the Wind Chasing Clan!

No, he is a master who is far more powerful than the Wind Chasers!

Feng Yuan suddenly spoke up, "Ling Qing, I will ask you one last time - if you give up resistance and voluntarily submit to my Wind Chasing Clan, then all of you can survive! I will also ask the Clan Leader to give you a position as an elder, and I will definitely not treat you unfairly."

"Hmph, don't pretend to be nice. We have already said it countless times that our Bu Shen tribe will never surrender!" Uncle Lin said coldly,

"That's right, you should just give up on this idea!"

"Why fear death? We will never surrender!"

Ling Qing didn't answer without answering, and there was no shake between the eyebrows, and this was obviously his answer.

Feng Yuan frowned, and a slight regret emerged in his heart——

If he surrenders, this genius can be used by their Wind Chasing Tribe.

"If that's the case, then you brought this upon yourselves." Feng Yuan sighed, "I want to see how long you can hold out."

After saying that, he shouted to his men, "Don't hold back, fight quickly and end it quickly."

For some reason, ever since he saw Ling Qing's light golden spiritual shield, Feng Yuan had a faint sense of foreboding in his heart, and even a little bit of uneasiness that came from nowhere.

It was as if something was going to happen.

However, Feng Yuan couldn't figure out where this unexpected change would happen, because the Bu Shen tribe didn't seem to have any backup plans. If they had any other options, they wouldn't have ended up in the situation they are in today.

No matter so much, solve it earlier, so as not to have a lot of dreams at night.

The leaves on the leaf ring have all been used, and the gods of the gods have taken out the ordinary leaves that have long been prepared, and continue to use them to attack.

But now the fire was too big. The burning heat from the spiritual fire made the fire-fearing tribesmen extremely uncomfortable. Moreover, the increasingly thick smoke made their aim extremely poor. It was difficult to hurt a single Wind-Chasing tribe member even after a long time.

In addition, the spiritual energy of the clan leader Lingqing is almost exhausted.

His white skin was even more pale. When he couldn't hold it, he stopped his movement and broke his eyes.

"Brother clan leader." Xiao Ling called him with sobs.

Ling Qing stood up with the ground, his voice was weak, and he barely supported a gentle smile: "Xiao Ling, don't be afraid, people are together."

Xiao Ling wiped his face, "Yeah!"

Fei Yan, the oldest member of the tribe and the only surviving elder, roared, took out his weapon, the thorn branch, and rushed forward.

"I fought them!"

Everyone was shocked, "Elder!"

"Don't go!" Ling Qing also shouted hurriedly.

There was a raging fire ahead. Once anyone rushed in, they would be immediately devoured by the spiritual fire. They could not even reach the front of the Wind Chasing Clan, let alone "fight"?

Ling Qing knew that the elder was unwilling to stand and wait for death, and had nowhere to vent his anger, so he was unwilling to admit defeat and wanted to fight for the last chance.

Fortunately, the elder was pulled back by the tribesmen in time, but he did not give up and still struggled to rush into the sea of ​​fire.

Ling Qing's eyes were slightly bloodshot, fire was boiling in his pupils, and he could no longer bear it.

His leaf shirt fluttered in the wind, and the last of his spiritual energy rose up from his body. The light green spiritual energy was originally full of vitality, but now it looked full of determination.

And on the outer layer of the aura circle, there is a circle of extremely light gold.

His sudden action startled the last of the tribesmen. The elder was the first to realize something and his eyes widened, "Return to the forest..."

There is a saying among monks about "self-detonation", which means using oneself as explosives and sacrificing everything to take someone with them before death. This will be very powerful, but the soul will also be reduced to ashes.

The monks believe that even if they die, Yuan Shen will not disappear together, but will spread out of the world. They may be reborn after several years.

No one knows whether this is true or not, because there will be no memory of the previous life in the afterlife, but it is always an expectation.

But if you self-destruct, there will definitely be no afterlife.

The members of the Bu Shen tribe can also self-destruct, but their self-destruction is called "Return to the Forest", which means returning their own spirit, energy, flesh and blood to the mountains and forests.

The difference is that because of the extraordinary talents of the Divine Clan, the act of returning to the forest will also touch the creatures in the forest. They will mourn the death of this person, but will also be able to appreciate his thoughts.

Then, they will combine the power of all spirits to launch a joint attack.

Guilin is the last talent skill before the death of the gods. This skill is too alarm. Not everyone can perform it. Generally, only a few people who are ethnic commanders or a small number of people can do it.

There is no doubt that Ling Qing meets this condition.

He was going to die in exchange for a counterattack against the Wind Chasing Tribe!

"Brother Chief..." Xiao Ling's tears were already falling, and the other tribesmen also looked sad.

Some people tried to stop Lingqing, but Lingqing had made up his mind and no one could stop him.

Seeing the aura around Ling Qing getting stronger and stronger, even the Wind Chaser who was looking at this side through the fire felt something was wrong. When their faces suddenly changed, something unexpected happened -

"The Divine Tribe! I am here to lend you a helping hand!"

There was a full -fledged female voice from Shanlin, and she suddenly broke the tension state.

Ling Qing paused, looked up into the distance in surprise, and the spiritual energy in his body also stopped.

"Who are you!" Feng Yuan shouted.

But after asking, he looked towards the raging fire in shock.

There was a male cultivator holding a little girl in his arms. He ignored the spiritual fire and walked into the sea of ​​fire step by step.

How could someone seek death?

He was confused in his heart, but what he saw the next moment made Feng Yuan doubt his life.

The fire should be so big that it should be disappeared as soon as they approached, but the two were unscathed.

More than that, where they walked, those fire disappeared out of thin air!

How is this possible!