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On the top of the mountain, Soul Jin's face was solemn, and there was a look of worry between his brows.

This made Ling Xian frown slightly, and said, "Visiting late at night, presumably, something important happened."

"Young master guessed well."

Soul Jin nodded solemnly and said cautiously: "I have two bad news here, I hope the young master will be mentally prepared."

Hearing this, Ling Xian frowned deeper and said, "You say it."

"Just three days ago, the Qinglei tribe moved."

With a worried look on his face, the soul said: "According to the report from the spies, this tribe has sent a total of twelve messengers to twelve top tribes."

Hearing this, Ling Xian's heart sank, and his expression became gloomy.

Even thinking about it with his toes, the Qinglei tribe must be planning to unite and kill him. After all, his existence is a threat, he is immortal, and most people are sleepless.

In other words, the war is about to begin.

"Looks like they're going to do it." Ling Xian murmured, frowning tightly.

"Although we can't be sure for the time being, 99% of them are planning to attack you, the son of Zuwu." Hunjin said cautiously.

"There is no doubt about this."

Ling Xian sighed softly and said, "You just said, how many messengers did the Qinglei tribe send?"

"twelve."

"Aside from those hidden tribes, there are 20 top tribes in the entire Wushen Realm, and there are seven tribes on our side."

"The rest of the tribe, the Qinglei tribe, have sent messengers."

Soul Jin's face was full of worry, especially when he thought that these twelve factions had a high possibility of agreeing, the worry on his face became more intense.

Ling Xian is the same.

If the twelve forces all agreed, plus the Qinglei tribe, it meant that he had to face thirteen top tribes.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is no different from the previous domain!

With Lingxian's current strength,

Not to mention thirteen top tribes, even one, he has no resistance.

Fortunately, he is not alone at the moment, at least, there are seven top tribes on his side.

It's just that compared to the thirteen top forces, it will undoubtedly appear much weaker.

Immediately, Ling Xian turned his gaze to Soul Exhaust and said solemnly, "Apart from the seven tribes that are loyal to the Ancestral Witch, is there no other tribe?"

"No, if there were, there would not be only seven people who rushed to rescue you, Young Master."

"However, there may be some in loose repairs, such as Lone Sword."

"Although he is not a member of my Hunkong tribe, he grew up in the Hunkong tribe since he was a child, so he is loyal to Master Zuwu."

"There may be a lot of loose cultivators like him, but there is simply no way to gather these loose cultivators together."

Soul Jin shook his head with a wry smile. He also felt that the strength of his side seemed a little weak.

"That is to say, the worst plan is that we use seven top tribes to face off thirteen top forces."

Ling Xian sighed softly, and suddenly thought of another identity of his own, and murmured: "No, the worst plan should be the twelve forces, the Wangtu tribe, and they should not target me."

Hearing this, Soul Jin was slightly startled, and his eyes showed doubts.

"How should I say, I also have a great favor to the Wangtu tribe, and it is a very senior elder, so I shouldn't deal with me." Ling Xian smiled lightly.

"Elder Taishang?"

The soul was stunned, I didn't expect Ling Xian to have such an identity. But soon, he thought of the cause and effect, and said: "It turns out that the return of the Wangtu tribe to the peak is due to you, son."

"Can't quite say yes."

Ling Xian waved his hand and said, "But with this kindness, the Wangtu tribe should not be ungrateful."

"That's right, it would be too shameless if the King Tu tribe avenged their kindness and revenge."

Soul Jin nodded and said: "In this case, the worst result is the twelve top forces."

"Yes, but even though there is one less force, we are still at a disadvantage." Ling Xian sighed softly, feeling rather troublesome.

However, this matter is a foregone conclusion, and worrying is useless. At the moment, he asked, "What about the second news?"

Hearing this, Soul Jin's complexion changed slightly, and he glanced at Ling Xian cautiously.

This made Ling Xian suspicious and said, "If you have something to say, I won't blame you."

"Dare to ask the son, do you have an old relationship with the ancient fire tribe?" Soul Jin hesitated for a while.

"Yes, I have chased after the ancient fire tribe for a period of time, which is kind to me."

Ling Xian nodded lightly, and suddenly realized something, her expression suddenly changed: "Is it possible that someone has done something to the ancient fire tribe?"

"That's right, just seven days ago, the Qinglei tribe sent the Supreme Elder Qing Wuhui to destroy the ancient fire tribe."

"Of course, there were no casualties, but the station was reduced to rubble."

"However, those people were brought back to the Qinglei tribe. The current situation is unknown."

"According to my speculation, the Qinglei tribe should plan to use this to coerce you, Young Master."

Soul Jin spoke one after another, and Ling Xian's face turned gloomy every time he uttered a sentence. At the end, it was already full of anger, and the murderous aura was boiling!

If he was just a little angry before, then at this moment, he is undoubtedly really angry.

At the same time, he was full of self-blame.

The Guhuo tribe has nothing to do with this matter, and is completely innocent. However, because of his relationship, he was taken as a hostage by the Qinglei tribe. How can he not feel guilty?

How can you not be angry?

"Damn, the dignified top tribe, actually doing such a despicable thing!"

Ling Xian was so angry that he wanted to kill the Qinglei tribe immediately and rescue the people of the ancient fire tribe.

However, he also knew that Qinglei Tribe made this move just to show up than him. If he went there rashly, let alone saving people, he would have to get in.

Therefore, Ling Xian forced himself to calm down and suppressed his anger for the time being.

This made Hunjin's eyes flash with a hint of surprise. He didn't expect Ling Xian to regain his composure so quickly.

Originally, he planned to persuade, but at this moment, it was obviously not necessary.

"I want to know how many people in the ancient fire tribe are still alive."

Ling Xian's expression was calm, and he looked neither happy nor sad, but deep in his eyes, fiery anger was beating.

If the Qinglei Tribe were upright and directly attacked him, he would not be so angry. But Qinglei Tribe's move undoubtedly touched his bottom line!

"There is no specific number, but according to the report of the spies, no corpses were found in the resident of the ancient fire tribe." Soul Jin replied.

This made Ling Xian somewhat relieved. Although the situation is not optimistic, as long as he is still alive, there is hope.

"I don't know how you plan to deal with the son?" Soul Jin asked tentatively.

"Maintaining the status quo."

Slowly spit out a sentence, Ling Xianyao looked at the night sky, and the starry eyes flashed with murderous intent.

Obviously, the Qinglei Tribe did this to coerce him, and since that was the case, it would definitely not be inactive.

So, just wait with peace of mind.

"Qinglei tribe, this time, we will not die."

Ling Xian murmured to himself, and the moment the voice fell, Rao also shuddered because of his cultivation in the seventh realm.