All the Tyrants below looked at the Tyrant ancestor and waited for his next words.
"So I suggest that we negotiate peace with the other side!" the old ancestor said immediately.
Everyone: “???”
"No, Old Ancestor! Are we just going to let those dead brothers and destroyed cities go like this?"
"That's right! If other forces knew about this, wouldn't they laugh at us, the Tyrant Clan, to death?"
"No, Ancestor! Even if the other party is powerful, we cannot negotiate peace!"
............
Many of the Tyrant Clan members below were unwilling to negotiate peace with him. When the ancestor heard these words, he was not annoyed but sighed helplessly.
"I know what everyone is thinking, but facing such a powerful opponent, how can we be their opponent? It is better to negotiate peace than to die in vain!" The ancestor continued.
At this time, many members of the Tyrant Clan sighed, they also knew that the arm cannot twist the thigh.
The other party is so powerful that it is not difficult to kill them, so the ancestor's choice is naturally reasonable.
Then they selected three ninth-level Tyrants to go and discuss peace with Lu Feng.
At this time, Lu Feng had already arrived near their City of Heaven. Looking at the huge city floating in the air, he wanted to take down this city in the sky.
"Attack!" Lu Feng said lightly
Then 49 clones suddenly appeared and launched a fierce attack on the city in the sky.
“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh~!”
“Bang, bang, bang~!”
Tens of thousands of energy lasers shot at the city's shield, and the shield was completely shattered in less than ten seconds.
The subsequent attacks all landed on the city, and the powerful destructive force left the city unrecognizable.
At this time, hundreds of figures flew out of the city, most of them were from the 8th level Tyrant Clan, and there were also 22 from the 9th level and 1 from the 10th level Tyrant Clan.
"How dare you!" the Tyrant Clan's ancestor shouted angrily
But the clone ignored the man's scolding and continued to attack the city indiscriminately.
"Humph, everyone follow me and kill!" the old ancestor shouted
In an instant, hundreds of figures flew out of the city and attacked the 49 clones, and the defense system in the city was also activated.
A large number of energy cannons began to bombard the clone, and a shocking battle broke out instantly!
The body of the Tyrant Clan's ancestor grew in the wind, and in three breaths it turned into a ten-thousand-meter-long giant beast!
“Tsk~!”
A bright cry suddenly came out of the ancestor's mouth!
The Tyrants present seemed to be injected with energy by the cry, and their fighting power skyrocketed. The original 9th-level Tyrants could even split themselves into two and fight on equal terms.
At this time, the ancestor of the Tyrant Clan flew rapidly towards one of his clones, and then swept past with a claw!
"Die for me!"
“Puff~!”
The clone moved sideways to avoid the fatal claw, but the claw still took away one of the clone's arms.
The ancestor of the Tyrant Clan had a gloomy look in his eyes, and then he squeezed the arm with his giant claws and crushed it.
The clone did not show weakness after being injured, and immediately released thousands of energy lasers at the man.
When these lasers were about to hit this person, he flapped his wings and a world-destroying hurricane flew out, directly scattering all the lasers shot at him.
"Humph! If you don't accept my toast, you'll be punished!" The ancestor of the Tyrant Clan snorted coldly.
The next second, this person opened his huge beak and a white divine light instantly shot at the clone, and then the clone exploded with a bang.
Lu Feng, who was hiding aside, frowned slightly. Isn’t the combat power of the ancestor of the Batian clan too strong?
They are both level 10 beings, but this guy can actually crush his clone.
If his real body is not here, it would be impossible to keep this person here. Even if this person is ultimately defeated by the 49 clones, he can still leave calmly.
In that case, don’t blame me for playing tricks on you!
Just as the Tyrant Clan Patriarch was dealing with the second clone, he released his "Forging the God" talent towards this person.
Once this talent is activated, it can absorb the target's spiritual power until the target's soul dissipates.
At this time, the ancestor of the Tyrant Clan had not yet realized that his soul had been manipulated, and this person was still struggling to kill his clone.
As the battle progressed, a large number of Level 8 Tyrants came from other places, including several Level 9 Tyrants.
These are all strong men stationed in other cities. They rushed here quickly after receiving the call for help from the headquarters.
After seeing the tribesmen coming to support, the ancestor of the Tyrant Clan shouted: "My tribesmen, follow me to kill these invaders and spread the reputation of our Tyrant Clan! Kill!~"
"Promote the prestige of our Tyrant Clan! Kill!~" everyone said
At this time, the ancestor of the Tyrant Clan was fighting against five clones alone, but the attacks of the clones had no effect on him.
Most attacks cannot reach this person at all, and the attacks that can hit this person will only cause damage that scratches the skin.
But every attack from the Tyrant Clan's ancestor on his clone is fatal, and if you are not careful, you will be killed by him.
Soon more and more Tyrants came, even those at level 7 came to support.
Although this level of combat power has no effect on the clone, it can boost morale.
At this moment, his clones were getting fewer and fewer, with only 12 left.
The energy in the body of the Tyrant Clan's ancestor is now less than half, and he is still holding the head of a clone in his claws.
“Puff~!”
He crushed the head with force. During the battle, he discovered that the weakness of these clones was the head.
As long as their heads are destroyed, their bodies will lose control. Although the situation is now in favor of the Tyrant Clan, his expression is getting uglier and uglier.
The ancestor of the Tyrant Clan had already begun to guess in his mind that these clones were probably puppets, and the enemy who controlled them behind the scenes was the real big boss.
However, to verify his guess, he must first kill the remaining clones in front of him.
Watching the 12 clones gather together to defend each other, he shouted, "Everyone retreat!"
After receiving his order, the Tyrants who were attacking these clones retreated one after another, and then saw him flying towards these clones at a rapid speed.
Then it began to spin and fly near the clone, and in an instant a tornado rose from the ground.
“Tsk~!”
Then a loud roar came from the tornado.
At this time, countless thunder and lightning forces erupted from the tornado, and these thunder and lightning raged wildly in it.
After more than ten minutes, the tornado slowly dissipated, and the 12 clones caught in it were all shattered and dead.
Lu Feng, who was hiding nearby, cursed in his heart: "Fuck! With your fighting power, I thought you were the protagonist!"
But how long can your soul last?
The ancestor of the Tyrant Clan who was suspended in the air was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he looked at his clones that had been killed, but suddenly a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth.
“Puff~!”
Then the man rolled his eyes and his huge body fell from the air!
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