All of a sudden, the leaders of the various tribes responded. The elders also flew out of the dragon boat and formed a powerful team.
At the same time, they slowly descended toward Xi Qi Mountain.
Setting aside the Black Dragon Formation, just this force alone was more than ten times the combat power of the Xi Qi tribe.
All of a sudden, the tribesmen of the Xi Qi tribe looked at Patriarch Xi Qi in horror. They all looked at Zhang Xing expectantly.
"Alright, stop fooling around. I can prove that Patriarch Xi Qi is telling the truth."
Zhang Xing knew that it was time for him to take the field.
If a fight really broke out, casualties would be unavoidable. It would also be detrimental to their future management.
These tribes were already hostile to each other. They couldn't afford to have more casualties.
Whoosh!
All of the elders stopped in their tracks and looked at Zhang Xing in confusion.
It was an unfamiliar young man. They all looked at Zhang Xing with disdain and disdain.
"Who are you?
How can you prove it? "
One of the White Mountain elders asked.
"I am the sect leader of the Sky Dragon Sect, Zhang Xing. My words are proof. There is no need for anything else."
Zhang Xing said calmly.
"Your words are proof?"
All of the elders were stunned. Then, they all burst into laughter as if they had heard a funny joke.
"Haha!
Kid, who do you think you are?
Are you a Divine King or a Dragon God? Are your words the law, or are they golden words? "
"What is the Sky Dragon Sect? How come I've never heard of it?"
"Old Ancestor Xi Qi, is this a helper you've invited, or a performer you've invited?"
"…"
Just as they were laughing, the other tribesmen on the dragon boat also started laughing.
"It's funny, isn't it?"
Zhang Xing smiled as he picked up a cup of wine and drank it slowly.
"Hahaha … Of course it's funny …"
"Shut up!"
At this moment, a cold voice sounded from beside the bonfire.
Black Treasure and the dragons all stood up.
At this moment, they were all in human form. Their faces were flushed red from drinking, and they were drunk. However, their faces were filled with displeasure.
"F * ck!
What is the punishment for disturbing your Grandpa Long's drinking? "
"Don't talk nonsense with them. Just grab them and give them a good beating!"
"…"
While the dragons were venting their anger, Hei Er gulped down a jug of wine, then threw it towards the over one hundred elders in the air.
"All of you, f * cking calm down!"
Whoosh!
The wine jug flew out as if it was drunk.
"Hmph!
A bunch of drunkards! "
An elder of the Baishan Clan waved his hand disdainfully, intending to shatter the wine jar.
However, not only did the wine jug not shatter, it suddenly sped up and smashed into the elder's head with a boom.
Then, with a crashing sound, the wine jar shattered and the wine spilled all over the elder.
"You're courting death!"
Elder Bai Shan stretched out his hand and touched his forehead. There was a bump the size of an egg on his forehead, and his body immediately trembled like a drowned rat.
His figure flashed and his eyes flashed with incomparable anger and killing intent as he rushed towards Hei Er.
When Hei Er was drinking, Elder Bai Shan saw it. He thought it was an empty wine jug, but he did not expect to be fooled by Hei Er.
At this moment, his heart was filled with anger, and he forgot that he was a late-stage Level Five cultivator and was hit by the wine jug.
Elder Bai Shan's five fingers formed a claw and instantly reached Hei Er's head. Without any hesitation, he clawed at Hei Er's skull.
The elders of the other clans sneered as they looked at Hei Er who was about to be killed.
This group of people were obviously not from Mount Xiqi. They must be in the same group as that young man.
They must be from the Heavenly Dragon Sect. All of them were so drunk that they forgot themselves. They were simply courting death!
"Kneel!"
Just as Elder Bai Shan's claw was about to touch Hei Er's hair, Hei Er suddenly grabbed Elder Bai Shan's wrist.
Crack!
He broke Elder Bai Shan's wrist and threw him to his knees in front of him.
The elders of the other clans were all stunned by this sudden scene.
This black kid was too fast, and his strength was not small either. His cultivation seemed to be at the early stage of the fifth tier of the Divine Realm, but it also felt like the middle stage. When they sensed it again, it also felt like the peak state.
Moreover, his aura seemed to be a little … special!
But they couldn't tell what was special about it.
Because the dragons all hid their auras, and with the cover of the smell of alcohol, it was very difficult for outsiders to detect that they were giant dragons.
Unless they wanted to let the other party know, or their cultivation was much higher than the dragons.
"Let him go!"
The other four Elder Bai Shan's figures flashed and stopped more than ten meters in front of Hei Er.
"Let him go?
In your dreams. How dare you be disrespectful to your Grandpa Hei Er. You deserve to be beaten! "
Hei Er burped and waved his hand. A wine jug flew over and smashed fiercely at Elder Bai Shan's head.
Clang!
Elder Bai Shan was immediately hit until he saw stars, and the wine in the wine jug spilled all over him.
"Kid, let him go, or this will be your burial ground!"
Another Elder tried to threaten Hei Er with words, but no one could threaten him.
But no one could threaten Hei Er. If it weren't for Zhang Xing's order, the kneeling Elder Bai Shan's head would have already burst open.
"Fellow cultivators of the White Mountain Tribe, I advise you to kneel. If it weren't for the fact that you all worship the white dragon, you would have died several times over!"
At this moment, Patriarch Xi Qi said with a smug expression.
However, the Elders of the White Mountain Tribe were furious. They glanced at Patriarch Xi Qi and ignored him. Instead, they channeled their divine power and prepared to save people at any time.
"You all come over and kneel as well!"
Hei Er beckoned with his index finger.
"Attack!"
In the instant that Hei Er was distracted, the four Elders of the White Mountain Tribe thought that they had seized the opportunity. Their figures flashed at the same time. Two of them went to save people, while the other two attacked Hei Er.
Hei Er didn't panic. He didn't even have the intention to attack. He sneered at the four people who flashed over.
This was because his brothers, Hei San, Hei Si, Hei Wu, and Hei Liu also moved at the same time.
Bam bam bam …
After a few muffled thuds, the four Elders of the White Mountain Tribe all knelt on the ground.
One of the Elders' eyes were blue. Hei Er grabbed him by the hair and pressed him to the ground.
The second Elder's nose was bleeding. Hei Er grabbed the back of his neck and stepped on his calf.
The third Elder clutched his stomach and bent over like a shrimp. He knelt on the ground and spat out his gallbladder.
Black Five stood in front of him condescendingly, shaking his dark fist.
The fourth Elder's head was grabbed by Hei Er's big black hand. His face was pale and he didn't dare to move.
Everything happened too quickly. It was so fast that the tribe leaders, grand elders, and prophets didn't even have time to react.
They didn't even have time to blink before the four Elders knelt on the ground.
This didn't mean that their cultivation wasn't good enough. It was just that they were too careless.
First, they were too focused on their companions and Hei Er.
Second, they thought that no one would be able to sneak up on them if they attacked at the same time.