Chu Tian suddenly laughed, and suddenly shouted: "Two old and immortal things, I don't bother to pay attention to you, I just want to ask the group of idiots behind you, do you know what these two old guys are doing?"

Chu Tian used all his internal energy. His breath was definitely not as abundant as that of the War King, and it was impossible for his roar to be heard thousands of miles away. However, all the War God Mountain warriors within a radius of a hundred miles could easily hear his voice.

The countless War God Mountain warriors behind Elder Xiao and Elder Nu looked at Chu Tian expressionlessly. Their faces were distorted and their eyes were full of murderous intent.

What are they doing?

They certainly know what they are doing!

They are following Elder Xiao and Elder Nu in their rebellion. They want to overthrow the War King, the War King who has been distributing the resources of the War God Mountain to those 'bastards in the wilderness', and replace them with their own people!

As long as they succeed today, they dare not say killing the War King, but as long as they drive him down from the throne, they can replace him with a 'direct descendant of the War God Mountain' War King!

From now on, all the resources of the War God Mountain belong to them, the glorious 'direct descendants of the War God Mountain', and have nothing to do with those 'bastards in the wilderness'!

Thinking of the wonderful moments, all the warriors let out low gasps, like a group of wild beasts ready to hunt for food.

Chu Tian laughed again. He held the Qing Jiao Sword in his right hand, with his left hand behind his back. He asked the War King with a smile, "War King, do you think these people can be saved?"

The War King said nothing, and his strong and straight waist suddenly hunched.

He said solemnly: "We are all descendants of the God of War. We are all bathed in the glory of the God of War. There is no distinction between high and low!"

Elder Xiao sneered, "No distinction between high and low? How is that possible! Just like my clan, among our ancestors, there were more than thirty war kings, and countless elders! The blood of my clan is naturally noble and unparalleled!"

Elder Nu said in a deep voice: "It is the same with my clan. Let's not talk about the War King and the elders. How many village elders and clan elders in the surrounding villages of War God Mountain are from my clan? How many famous heroes are there among my clan's ancestors? How many children of my clan have served as commanders and generals of various war fortresses!"

Elder Xiao said slowly: "Those bastards in the wilderness, occasionally a few with good talents can rise to high positions..."

The War King interrupted Elder Xiao and said, "You are wrong. In the history of War God Mountain, more than 60% of the War Kings were born from the... bastards in the wilderness you mentioned!"

Elder Xiao's expression suddenly froze, and Elder Nu immediately sneered, "Even so, the vast majority of them died in the northern battlefield. How many of them can leave their names behind?"

The War King sighed heavily. He looked at Elder Nu and said coldly, "Not many of them can leave their names. That's because the positions of middle and high-level generals in the army formed by War God Mountain are all controlled by you. Most of those who can leave their names are your people."

The war hammer in his hand made a humming sound, and the War King said sternly: "But don't forget that the bastards in the wilderness you mentioned send more than a hundred times as many warriors to the northern battlefield every year as your people! It is their blood and flesh, the endless blood and flesh, that have allowed the northern battlefield to hold up under the attacks of the evil demons!"

Elder Nu also shut his mouth, and the two of them looked at the War King with gloomy faces.

Thunderbolts continued to strike, and the War King stared at Elder Xiao and Elder Nu, saying word by word: "These things, the men below don't know, you should know. Touch your chest, when you said these words and did these things, do you think you are still the descendants of the God of War?"

The War King sighed deeply: "When did the descendants of the God of War abandon the glory of warriors and start to care about these things like those traitors?"

Elder Xiao and Elder Nu said nothing.

Elder Nu just walked forward step by step, towards Chu Tian.

From the scarlet blood armor on his body, wisps of blood flames like thick smoke rose up, and the temperature around him began to rise.

Elder Nu was getting closer and closer. He walked past the osmanthus tree transformed by Chu Tianqing’s wooden staff. He even looked at the osmanthus trees scattered around him out of curiosity - the hot wind and sea of ​​fire that the Chaos Fire Crossbow had just brought up couldn’t cause any damage to these osmanthus trees?

If he was not immersed in the 'sacred' and 'solemn' atmosphere of the blood flag and the death, Elder Nu would actually like to use the sword in his hand to chop these osmanthus trees to see what was wrong with them.

Chu Tian tilted his head and said slowly: "War King, I will not get involved in this blood flag fight. Well, I think I am no match for this angry elder."

Chu Tian is very self-aware. How could he possibly be a match for Elder Nu?

The War King took a step forward and stood in front of Elder Nu. He said in a deep voice, "Elder Nu, if you insist on doing this, then let's fight!"

Elder Nu glanced at King Zhan coldly, while Elder Xiao drew the long sword from his waist and strode forward as well: "King Zhan, your opponent is me! When we fought for the throne, you and I only tied, but the Great Elder was biased and supported you to sit on the throne."

Elder Xiao sneered and said, "Today I want you to understand that without the Great Elder, you are nothing. I will kick you off the throne in front of all these men!"

The blood and blood armor on Elder Xiao's body also emitted blood and blood flames like thick smoke. He approached step by step, and the ground was shaking with his footsteps.

As they walked, Elder Xiao said with a smile: "Are you curious about how your trusted subordinates showed up? Haha, are you a little worried? Are you a little flustered? It doesn't matter, it won't be long before you can be with them!"

"Think about it, besides Elder Elephant and Elder Eagle, where are Elder Bear and Elder Tiger?"

The Qing Jiao sword in Chu Tian's hand flashed a cold light, and Chu Tian's voice sounded faintly: "Are you going to fight? But who made the rule? I have to follow your rules. Who do you think you are? Why should I listen to your so-called blood flag death rules?"

Elder Xiao and Elder Nu were both stunned for a moment, and they both roared at the same time: "Blood Flag to Die, this is the most sacred ancestral rule of War God Mountain!"

Chu Tian shouted sternly: "You have all started to rebel, and you are talking to me about the ancestral rules? You are talking to me about the rules? Is your head filled with dog-shit?"

"I don't care about your rules. I have my own rules!"

"My rule is, if you hit me, I'll hit you with a knife; if you cut me, I'll hit you back a hundredfold!"

"Just now, the number of dead people was not enough, and the blood shed was not enough... The glory of the God of War? Haha, without using human blood to paint the God of War Mountain red, I don't think you can repeat his glory at all!"

The Qingjiao Sword turned into sword energy all over the sky, and then into a huge sword cocoon that wrapped Chu Tian inside.

All the war puppets and all the energy weapon nozzles simultaneously emitted blindingly bright flashes of light.

With a dull whistling sound, each Chaos Fire Crossbow rushed into the sky with a long flame tail, and then slammed down towards the densely packed 'pure-blooded descendants of the God of War Mountain'.

"I have my own rules!" Chu Tian sneered expressionlessly.