Supreme Devouring God

River of Blood!

Bodies lie strewn everywhere!

Blood, it seems to have become the only color in this world!

Stinging the eyes!

The blood battle has gradually come to a halt!

The casualties are too heavy!

The ground is covered with blood!

Seeing the fallen strongmen of the Poison Vortex Tribe and Yin Thunder Tribe, the surviving clan members of the Qingyun Tribe all wore grim smiles in their eyes!

They, even if they died, it would be worth it!

They made the Poison Vortex Tribe and Yin Thunder Tribe pay a heavy price!

"Damn! Damn!!"

"How could this group of wastes possess such terrifying combat power?!"

Seeing those fallen strongmen of the Poison Vortex Tribe, the expression on Poison Vortex's face was unsightly!

Yin Juexing's face was also extremely gloomy!

Although now, the Qingyun Tribe is on the verge of extinction, with not much combat strength left!

But, the price they paid was too great!

This was something he never imagined even in his dreams!

"Go, kill him!"

At this moment, Poison Vortex suddenly signaled to An Xingming!

His hand suddenly pointed at Feng Xiu, who was covered in blood, his face even hard to distinguish!

At this moment, Feng Xiu was severely injured, with barely any combat strength left.

Almost half a step into the coffin!

Hearing Poison Vortex's words!

An Xingming's expression turned slightly unsightly!

Because Feng Xiu was the one who watched him grow up!

Almost closer than his own uncle!

Now, Poison Vortex actually wants him to personally kill Feng Xiu, he naturally felt uneasy in his heart.

Many members of the Qingyun Tribe, including An Qingyun, were all staring at An Xingming at this moment!

They wanted to see if An Xingming still had any humanity left!

"Not acting?"

An Xingming's hesitation made Poison Vortex somewhat impatient.

An Xingming's entire body trembled instantly!

Then he gritted his teeth and said, "I'll do it! I'll kill!"

An Xingming was very clear!

If he didn't act, it might be him who would die.

"Bastard!!"

"Beast! You're worse than pigs and dogs!!!"

Upon hearing An Xingming's words, at this moment, many members of the Qingyun Tribe roared!

Especially An Qingyun!

At this moment, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but reveal a tragic and mocking smile!

The son he raised with everything he had, at this moment, was going to personally slaughter his brother?

How pitiful is this?

"Uncle Feng! As long as you tell me where Qin Chen is, you don't have to die, and you even have a chance to join the Demon Thought Clan, become one of them."

An Xingming walked in front of Feng Xiu and spoke!

Upon hearing this, Feng Xiu laughed!

The other members of the Qingyun Tribe also laughed!

"Hahahaha—"

Loud laughter!

"What are you laughing at?" An Xingming's expression changed!

"Do you think everyone is like you, capable of doing things worse than beasts?"

"Is everyone as afraid of death as you?"

"Is everyone like you, betraying your teacher and ancestor?"

Feng Xiu looked at An Xingming with a full smile on his face!

"You... you're asking for death!!!"

Upon hearing this, An Xingming was instantly enraged!

"Kill me then, kill me."

"I, Feng Xiu, seek death." Feng Xiu had a full smile on his face.

"Then I'll fulfill your wish!!!"

A vicious glare shot out from An Xingming's eyes!

He picked up a nearby large knife and thrust it directly into Feng Xiu's heart!

Thud!

Blood spurted out!

"I... am dead, and you will be too soon..."

"Trust me... soon, you will follow me..."

Feng Xiu left one last sentence, still smiling, before he fell!

This scene instantly made all the members of the Qingyun Tribe rage with anger!

"Uncle Feng!!!"

"Feng Xiu!!!"

"Ah!!! An Xingming, you bastard! You bastard!!!"

The Qingyun Tribe members screamed madly!

An Qingyun trembled uncontrollably!

Feng Xiu was his brother!

His brother for decades!

Now, seeing Feng Xiu killed by his own son, how could his heart not ache?

"Sinful..."

An Qingyun trembled, gritting his teeth, muttering.

"Still not willing to speak?"

Seeing that even now, the Qingyun Tribe members still refused to speak, Poison Vortex's face turned unpleasant!

"Kill! Kill them all!!!"

He roared!

It was a sentence of death for the entire Qingyun Tribe!

"Wait a moment!"

At this moment, Yin Juexing suddenly spoke up.

Poison Vortex looked at Yin Juexing.

"Killing them won't get us the news about the New Thought Ancestor."

"Instead, we can use them to lure out the New Thought Ancestor!" Yin Juexing said.

"You mean, take them back to the tribe?"

Poison Vortex was momentarily stunned!

"Yes." Yin Juexing nodded.

"How can you be sure that the New Thought Ancestor will come because of these people?" Poison Vortex asked.

"Even if he doesn't come voluntarily, we can kill them then, it won't be too late." Yin Juexing replied.

"That is indeed a method."

After listening, Poison Vortex felt it made sense!

"Take the survivors back to my Poison Vortex Tribe!"

"And tell that New Thought Ancestor that he must come alone, or I'll kill them all!"

Poison Vortex immediately instructed those behind him!

Upon hearing this, An Qingyun and the others' expressions shifted instantly!

Immediately, several people attempted to commit suicide!

"Hm? Suicide?"

"It's not that easy!"

Poison Vortex sneered coldly!

Immediately immobilizing everyone's bodies!

"Damn it! Damn it!!"

Their bodies immobilized, unable to move, made the surviving Qingyun Tribe members' expressions very unpleasant!

"Ancestor, you mustn't come alone!"

"Absolutely not!!!"

The Qingyun Tribe members could only pray in their hearts at this moment!

"You, come here."

Poison Vortex once again pointed to An Xingming.

"Lord Poison Vortex." An Xingming quickly came over.

"Tell me, who else is related to that Thought Ancestor?" Poison Vortex asked!

An Xingming's eyes flickered, then he said, "There is indeed one."

"Who?"

"An Ancient Thought Clan tribe, called the Wuumu Tribe," An Xingming said.

"Wuumu Tribe? A small tribe?" Poison Vortex frowned.

"Yes."

"If the lord trusts me, leave the Wuumu Tribe to me."

An Xingming now desperately needed to earn credit in front of Poison Vortex, and with his strength, the Wuumu Tribe had no chance of resistance.

"Fine, be quick."

"Yes."

What Poison Vortex and others didn't notice was!

At the moment they were talking!

Zhao Tengqi and the other two's eyes flickered!

"Now is the time."

Suddenly, Zhao Tengqi's eyes were determined, noticing all the attention of the Poison Vortex Tribe and the Yin Thunder Tribe was directed over there.

Immediately signaled!

At this instant!

Little Strange transformed into a burrowing snake!

Burrowing into the ground!

Other than Zhao Tengqi and the other two, no one saw this scene.

Seeing Little Strange successfully sneak away, Zhao Tengqi and the other two couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Now, let's see if Qin Chen found the Blood of the Telekinesis Ancestor."

"If he found it, then, Poison Vortex Tribe and Yin Thunder Tribe, wait to be destroyed!"