Chapter 517 The allies of Lei and Yan tribes have arrived!

The medicine world, which was originally an unusually peaceful place, now looked in ruins.

In the previous invasion of the Soul Clan, countless descendants of the Medicine World were slaughtered.

Even the corpses of the Yao Clan's own people are scattered everywhere, and most of them are dead without their bodies intact. Their flesh and blood have been devoured by the Devouring Spirits differentiated by the Void Swallowing Flame. After the battle, the Yao Clan's population was damaged by more than Two percent.

Nowadays, almost every one of the remaining half of the Yao Clan has a look of sadness on their faces.

"Your Majesty Morrowind, you mighty heroes... This time the Medicine Clan is in such a catastrophic situation, thank you very much for your help. When the Medicine Clan recovers, I will repay you well!"

Above the sky, Yao Dan's old body slowly bent down and bowed heavily to Chen Feng, Old Shen Nong and other powerful men.

"Old guy, what are you doing? Get up quickly!"

"Yaodan, please get up first. We can't bear this great gift. If you want to worship, just worship His Majesty Morrowind!"

Seeing Yao Dan's rickety appearance, Old Shen Nong and others felt sad in their hearts. The Yao clan had suffered such a catastrophe, and Yao Dan, the clan leader, felt the most uncomfortable in his heart.

"Head of the Yaodan Clan, get up first. There is still so much aftermath work to be done in the Yao Clan, so don't waste your time!"

Chen Feng raised his hand slightly. Such an old man who had experienced the crisis of genocide looked really pitiful.

"Alas, Leader of the Morrowind Alliance, I, the Medicine Clan, will thank you again after this incident!"

Yao Dan sighed and said, even if they want to express their gratitude, the Yao Clan has nothing to bring out, because in the previous battle, the Yao Clan took out almost all the elixirs and turned them into energy.

At this moment, a huge space passage suddenly appeared in the sky outside the medicine mountain in the medicine world.

Morrowind's thoughts were also interrupted, and he quickly looked at the space passage. He knew that this was the medicine tribe's allies coming to support.

Soon, under the gaze of many eyes, a large group of figures rushed out of the space passage. As this group of people rushed out, there were faint thunderclouds flashing. Among this group of people, the person walking at the front was , is a middle-aged man who looks like an iron tower.

"ThunderClan is coming!"

Looking at the large number of people pouring out of the space channel, the people on the Yao Clan did not feel panic. They knew that they were allied forces.

"Ying'er, these are the people from the Lei Clan, the eight ancient tribes. The leader is the leader of the Lei Clan, Lei Ying, whose cultivation has reached the late stage of the Eight-Star Dou Sage!"

Looking at the iron tower-like man in front of the Thunder Clan army, Chenfeng smiled.

"Eight Star Dou Sheng Late Stage!"

Hearing Chenfeng's words, Cao Ying was slightly surprised. She didn't expect that another powerful person with such strength would appear today. However, she was very proud at this time because her husband was a more powerful person than the Eight-Star Fighting Saint. .

In the sky, the figure of Lei Ying, the leader of the Thunder Clan, slowly landed in front of Yao Dan, with his arms folded across his chest, and black thunder light lingered around him. There was a faint aura of terror spreading quietly, causing some of the surrounding people to panic. People with low strength can't help but retreat.

At this moment, this iron-tower-like man glanced at the surrounding scene, with something strange in his eyes, and then said with a hint of consolation: "Old guy, I know all about the message you just sent. This time the Yao Clan Please forgive me for suffering such a catastrophe!"

"Alas, it is a blessing among misfortunes that so many people of the Yao Clan survived this calamity. However, what I am worried about is the future!" Yao Dan sighed.

As Yao Dan finished speaking, there was sudden movement in the space passage in the sky. Immediately, countless strong men wearing fiery red robes and with flame marks on their brows quickly poured out of the passage.

The leader of this group of people was a middle-aged man wearing a red robe.

The man looked about forty years old, with a somewhat rugged appearance. His eyebrows were red and looked like two wisps of flames burning. What was surprising was that his eyes were also completely red. He looked like As if two flame gems were embedded in it, even the air felt like it was heating up when I glanced at it.

"The people from the Yan Clan are here too!"

Under the gaze of many people, the Yan Clan's army slowly descended, numbering tens of thousands. Of course, these are not the entire strength of the Yan Clan. They crossed the space passage to the Yao Clan, their home base. It is also necessary to leave strong people to protect them.

At this moment, in this dilapidated medicine world, most of the strong men from the Yan, Lei, and Yao tribes have gathered together. With the combined strength of these people, even if the soul tribe takes action, they want to Swallowing the armies of the three tribes will also cost a lot.

"This damn Soul Clan is so cruel!"

Among the Yan tribe's army, the fiery red middle-aged man who led them came to Yao Dan and Lei Ying and said angrily.

"The Soul Clan didn't succeed this time, and it all relied on His Majesty Morrowind's intervention. If it weren't for His Majesty Morrofeng, our Medicine Clan would have been wiped out..."

With a strange look in Yaodan's eyes, he slowly spoke to the middle-aged man.

Hearing this, Lei Ying and Huo Xuan looked at Chenfeng at the same time. They were also surprised that Chenfeng could actually have the Eight-Star Fighting Saint cultivation level.

The Eight-Star Dou Sage who is less than thirty years old has such a level of cultivation. Since ancient times, only a few people have been able to achieve it. And for those kind of people, in the end, most of their achievements are to be able to reach the late stage of the Nine-Star Dou Sage, or even most of them. All have become half-emperors or true fighting emperors.

"Your Majesty Morrowind, you are truly a hero!" Yan Jin said boldly.

"Excessive praise!" Chenfeng said modestly.

"It's not an exaggeration...according to what Yao Dan said, Your Majesty Chenfeng, your fighting spirit has actually evolved to the Nine Mysteries Golden Thunder. This really makes even my Thunder Clan feel ashamed!"

Lei Ying shook his head and looked at Chenfeng with eyes full of envy.

"Brother Feng, the leader of the Yan Clan, seems to have mastered a pretty good alien fire. The power is second only to my fusion alien fire..." Cao Ying suddenly said softly to Chen Feng.

"Yan Jin is extremely accomplished in controlling flames. In his body, he possesses two kinds of strange fires. One is the volcanic stone flame that ranks seventeenth on the list of strange fires, and the other is the strange fire. The Nine Nether Golden Ancestral Fire ranks seventh on the fire list." Chenfeng nodded.

"So, his body is capable of integrating strange fire just like me?"

"Well, the new type of strange fire produced by the fusion of the Nine Nether Golden Ancestral Fire and the volcanic stone flame is more powerful than the Golden Emperor's Burning Sky Flame!"

Chenfeng nodded and explained: "Ying'er, the reason why you are able to fuse various kinds of strange fires is because of the wonderful skills left in ancient times, while Yan Jin, the leader of the Yan clan, relies entirely on his ability to control flames. Control, forcefully blend the two different fires together, the difference in difficulty is really not small!"