Soon, Mount Jiuyao came into view.
Mount Jiuyao was more than three thousand meters tall and covered with strange rocks. Among them, there were nine huge rocks, each of which was fifty to sixty meters tall. They were shaped like demonic beasts, hence the name Mount Jiuyao.
At this moment, more than two hundred people were gathered under a tiger-shaped rock.
There were men and women, most of whom were middle-aged men and women.
The men were topless, and the women were wrapped in animal skins. They were obviously from the Dongyi Tribe.
At this moment, a few Dongyi elders surrounded the tiger-shaped rock and smeared blood on it.
"It's the Dongyi Tribe! They're carving inscriptions!"
Chen Kuan shouted.
"Go down and stop them!"
"Caw!"
The Gale Eagles screeched and rushed toward the Dongyi Tribe.
"It's the disciples of the Mystic Essence Sword Sect! Kill them! We can't let them ruin our plan to open the ancestral ruins! “
"Kill them! The Dongyi Tribe used to rule the Blazing Sun Empire. As long as we get the treasures in the ancestral ruins, we'll rise again and rule the Blazing Sun Empire!"
Roars rang out one after another, accompanied by incomparably sharp arrows.
"Swoosh!
Swoosh! "Hundreds of arrows streaked across the sky and shot toward the five Gale Eagles.
"Stop them!"
The disciples of the Mystic Essence Sword Sect sent out sword Qi, saber Qi, and fist energy to block the arrows.
However, these arrows were shot by martial arts experts, and most of them were shot by Martial Grandmasters. They were imbued with powerful True Qi. Although the Dongyi Tribe disciples tried their best to block them, many of the arrows still penetrated their defenses.
"Puff!" "Puff!"
Many of the arrows hit the Gale Eagles.
"Oh no!"
The disciples of the Mystic Essence Sword Sect were shocked. They had no choice but to jump off the Gale Eagles and use Body Lightening Technique to descend.
However, this made them easy targets for the Dongyi Tribe.
"Kill!"
The Eastern Barbarians roared, and another wave of arrows shot toward them.
The Mystic Essence Sword Sect disciples roared and tried their best to block the arrows.
However, they were in the air and could only use their True Qi to block the arrows.
"Ah!" "Ah!"
Miserable cries rang out as five or six disciples with weaker cultivations had their bodies pierced by arrows. Their hearts and other parts of their bodies fell to the ground.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!
At this time, Lu Ming's High Air Steps displayed a mysterious power. When he stepped on the air, it was as if he was stepping on solid objects. A wave of energy was generated, and Lu Ming's figure floated, dodging several arrows.
However, he had only cultivated to the third level and could not last for long.
But it was enough.
With a few leaps, Lu Ming charged toward the Dongyi Tribe.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Another wave of arrows shot over like shooting stars, incomparably fast. The arrows pierced through the air, bringing with them sharp and terrifying whistling sounds.
"Moon Seizing!"
Lu Ming swept out with his spear, sweeping away the dozens of arrows in front of him.
"What a powerful force!"
Lu Ming felt his wrist go numb.
A few more screams came from the sky. More people from the Mystic Essence Sword Sect were hit by arrows.
At this point, however, they were already close to the eastern barbarians.
"Kill!"
"Kill these eastern barbarians!"
The disciples of the Mystic Essence Sword Sect shouted angrily, launching powerful attacks downward.
The eastern barbarians put away their bows and unsheathed their swords, slashing out a pale white blade light.
Boom! Boom!
A series of explosions rang out. The disciples of the Mystic Essence Sword Sect borrowed the force of their attacks to reduce the force of their fall. They landed on the ground and engaged in a fierce battle with the eastern barbarians.
It had to be said that the eastern barbarians had sent many experts this time. At least a hundred of them were Martial Grand Masters.
The rest were high-level Martial Grand Masters.
However, the disciples of the Mystic Essence Sword Sect were, after all, disciples of a large sect. Their combat strength was higher than that of ordinary people. For a moment, the battle was difficult to determine who would win.
"Hold on! The Ancestral Ruins is about to open!"
An elder of the eastern barbarians shouted.
"Kill!"
The battle between the two sides was extremely fierce.
There were six or seven fourth-level Martial Grand Masters among the eastern barbarians. Chen Kuan and the others were completely entangled.
Clang!
Lu Ming swept out with his spear. Three of the eastern barbarians above the seventh level of Martial Grand Master were sent flying. Their bones were broken, and they were no longer breathing.
"Little bastard, you're courting death!"
A fifty-year-old eastern barbarian slashed at Lu Ming with his saber.
"Landslide!"
Lu Ming swept out with his spear and exchanged a blow with his opponent.
The two of them were pushed back by the force of the collision.
"Fourth-level Martial Grand Master!"
Lu Ming's eyes flickered.
His opponent was even more shocked. He saw that Lu Ming was only a first-level Martial Grand Master. He thought that he would be able to finish him off with one blow. He didn't expect that they would be evenly matched.
"A genius. A peerless genius of the Mystic Essence Sword Sect. Good. Killing such a genius is enough to make the Mystic Essence Sword Sect's heart ache."
The man licked his lips. His eyes flashed with violence.
Chi Chi …
The eastern barbarian slashed out a dozen times. The pale white saber light enveloped Lu Ming's vital points.
"Fire Dance!"
With a flick of his spear, flowers of flame appeared, beautiful and dangerous.
Bang! Bang!
A series of rapid explosions sounded. The flowers of fire dissipated and the saber light was defeated.
"Chasing Lightning!"
Without any hesitation, Lu Ming's spear pierced toward his opponent's throat like lightning.
Whoosh!
The other party's saber actually started to spin in his hands, transforming into a snow-white full moon formed by saber gleams. Lu Ming's long spear pierced over but was deflected with a clang.
"Beast Hunter's Eighteen Slashes!"
The burly man from the Dongyi tribe charged toward Lu Ming again.
Lu Ming also attacked with his spear. In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged dozens of blows.
Gradually, Lu Ming gained the upper hand.
Lu Ming had the power of fire. Coupled with the Astral Fire Spear Art, his attacks were like a volcanic eruption. Coupled with his extremely condensed vital energy, he was extremely violent. The other party was only an early-stage fourth-grade Martial Master and was gradually losing.
Buzz!
At this moment, the tiger-shaped stone suddenly emitted a bright light.
"Haha, the Ancestral Ruins are open!"
An elder from the eastern barbarian tribe laughed.
The tiger-shaped stone shone brightly. Slowly, it condensed into a ten-meter-tall and three-meter-wide light gate.
"Kill them all! We'll go to the ruins!"
The elders from the eastern barbarian tribe who had been smearing the blood of the demonic beasts on their bodies roared. Each of them released a powerful aura and charged toward the Mystic Essence Sword Sect disciples.
Of the five people, two of them actually had the cultivation of the 5th level of the Martial Master realm. The other three also had the cultivation of the 4th level of the Martial Master realm.
Once they joined the battle, the Mystic Essence Sword Sect disciples were at a disadvantage. In a few breaths' time, five or six of their disciples were killed.
"Charge! Charge toward that light!"
Lu Ming suddenly shouted.
Since they couldn't win, they might as well charge toward the treasure. Perhaps they could turn the tables.
"Yes, charge!"
The Mystic Essence Sword Sect disciples roared and charged toward the light gate.
"Damn it! Stop them!"
As expected, the eastern barbarians panicked. They roared and tried their best to stop the Mystic Essence Sword Sect disciples.
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