Chapter 1189: Evil Appears

The Violent Bear Clan is an insignificant small race in the Taixu Realm.

The total population is less than 100,000, and only the strongest ones can reach the late stage of Immortal Soul.

Because of their own weakness, the Violent Bear Tribe relied on a race with a population of over one million - the King Leopard Tribe.

Of course, a weak race also has the advantage of being weak, that is, there is less competition within the race and all members of the race are relatively united.

But at this moment, the entire violent bear clan was in panic.

Because the virtual island where they lived was suddenly surrounded by a strange black mist, and from time to time, horrifying howls came from the black mist, making people's scalp numb.

Moreover, in the center of the virtual island, a giant temple appeared out of thin air.

There are also densely packed statues of gods in the temple, but the appearance of these statues is exactly the same as that of the violent bear tribe.

During this period, some people tried to attack the strange black fog, but found that their attacks falling into the black fog were like water falling into the sea, and they could not stir up any waves at all.

There are also those with bad tempers who directly break into the black mist, and then are directly decomposed and swallowed by the black mist.

A kind of fear began to spread among the violent bears.

As the clan leader, Baotian first appeased the clan members and then led a group of immortal elders into the temple.

It is hoped that a solution to this crisis can be found through these statues.

"Kakaka!"

Suddenly, a crack appeared on the three statues. At the same time, the word "death" appeared on their foreheads, and a strange voice sounded in their minds.

Suddenly, Baotian's face darkened, and he glanced at the seven immortal elders: "What did you hear?"

"Hui Clan Chief, that voice told me that as long as I kill any one of the three elders, Bao Yuan, Bao Xin, and Bao Mu, I can survive!"

"Yes, that's what I heard too!"

Then, the other two elders echoed, and they all heard the same thing.

The next moment, Baotian's eyes fell on Baoyuan, Baoxin and Baomu: "Three elders, what did you hear?"

Bao Yuan first said: "Hui Clan Chief, the voice I heard is that as long as I kill any of the clan members, we will be able to survive for the time being!"

"We are just like Elder Ape!"

Bao Xin and Bao Mu said in unison.

After knowing what everyone heard, Baotian sneered and said: "The people behind this are really sinister. They actually want us to kill each other. The elders must obey the order and destroy these statues!"

"yes!"

The seven elders took action together, reaching out to shoot, and hundreds of statues were directly smashed into pieces.

But at this moment, hundreds of tribesmen outside the temple screamed and turned into blood mist.

"stop!"

Baotian quickly stopped the seven elders who were about to continue taking action, and said: "Go and check quickly to see if the clan members who just died are the ones whose statues were destroyed!"

Soon, an elder who went to investigate came back and said with an ugly face: "Chief, the dead tribesmen are the ones whose statues were destroyed!"

Hearing this, everyone present took a deep breath.

how so?

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

Three crisp sounds were heard, but it turned out that there was a crack on the statues of Bao Yuan, Bao Xin and Bao Mu. With the appearance of this crack, irreparable injuries appeared in their bodies.

"Chief, what should we do? These statues are already connected to our lives!"

Bao Yuan asked with a wry smile.

Baotian frowned and thought hard, and at the same time released the power of his soul, exploring the temple and the statue, trying to find out the mystery.

But in the end nothing was found.

Two cracks appeared on the statues of the three elders of the violent ape, causing them to be even more seriously injured, with blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.

"Clan leader, why don't we gather the strength of the whole clan and see if we can break through that weird black mist?"

An elder suggested.

"good!"

Baotian had no other choice and nodded in agreement.

Then they left the temple and gathered all the tribesmen to attack the strange black mist.

Tens of thousands of people joined forces and were extremely powerful, but they did not have any impact on the strange black mist.

"Ahhh!"

Three screams sounded. The three elders Baoyuan, Baomu and Baoxin screamed and fell to the ground. There were dense cracks on their bodies, which looked extremely terrifying.

Seeing this, Baotian quickly stepped forward and injected immortal power into their bodies to help them repair their injuries.

But their injuries are so weird that even the power of immortality cannot repair them.

After a while.

The bodies of the three elders exploded and turned into blood mist and died.

In the temple, the statues of the three elders also exploded.

Seeing this scene, Baotian's face became terrifyingly gloomy, and he shouted: "Who is it? Who is targeting our Baolong clan? If you have the guts, come out and show me!"

Unfortunately, his roar received no response.

At the same time, cracks appeared on the statues of two more elders in the temple, and the voice sounded again.

"Poof! Poof!"

The two elders took action at the same time and killed the two Hunyuan Golden Body clansmen.

Then they were surprised to find that the cracks on their statues had disappeared.

"What are you doing?"

Baotian stared coldly at the two elders who had survived the disaster and asked sternly.

"Clan leader, it's not that we are greedy for life and afraid of death, but we want to leave useful bodies to fight with the people behind the scenes!"

"Yes, patriarch!"

After hearing the quibbles of the two elders, Baotian's eyes flashed and he didn't say anything in the end.

But at this moment, the expressions of the other two elders changed.

Then they also killed two tribesmen.

Immediately afterwards, the cracks on their statues disappeared, but they were transferred to Baotian.

Then the strange voice sounded in Baotian's mind: "Kill one hundred people, and you can be spared one death!"

"The tribe leader is the only immortal Yuanhun in the late stage of our Baoxiong tribe. Now we need one hundred people to die for him. Those who are willing to die for the tribe leader, please stand up!" An elder shouted.

Baotian has a high prestige in the tribe. As soon as the elder finished speaking, thousands of people stood up.

"Tribe leader, I am willing to die for you!"

"I am willing too!"

"As long as the tribe leader can lead everyone out of this dangerous situation, I will die for a good cause!"

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Looking at these tribesmen who stood up, Baotian was quite moved and nodded heavily: "Please rest assured, tribesmen, even if I, Baotian, die, I will lead everyone out of danger!"

As soon as the voice fell, he selected a hundred people to kill.

In a blink of an eye, several hours passed.

The encirclement of the strange black fog was shrinking, and half of Bao Xiong's tribesmen died.

"Crack! Crack!"

Two cracks appeared on the statues of the two elders, and at the same time, the voice rang in their minds: "Kill a hundred people, and you can live!"

"How could this happen?"

The faces of the two elders turned extremely pale.

But in the end, their eyes turned red, and they shot with a fierce light, instantly killing a hundred ordinary tribesmen.

"No, we can't go on like this, otherwise, we will all die!" Bao Tian roared.

"Chief, can you think of a way?"

An elder asked with a bitter face. (To be continued)