Fantasy: The group leader of the opening system, the queen of counterattack!

The instantaneous change of the battlefield situation has exceeded everyone's expectations.

Including the high priest, it was completely unexpected.

His expectation of Ye Lang has actually been fully realized.

After all, even the patriarch of the Feng tribe of the fifth rank was blocked by him, so what else?
But unexpectedly, the surprise Ye Lang gave him was far more than that.

He actually solved several of the strongest fighters of the Wind Tribe one after another!

a time.

The emotions in the high priest's heart were extremely complicated, but he didn't show it at this time.

Instead, he hurriedly said, "My son of the Teng tribe, kill him!"

The old but powerful voice brought all the warriors of the Teng tribe back to their senses in an instant.

The blood in their bodies is boiling like never before!
Roaring and continuing to fight.

The warriors of the Wind Tribe were completely panicked, without their backbone, how could they have the bravery before.

The number of strong players is no longer dominant, and of course they began to retreat steadily.

The outcome of this battle is beyond doubt.

Ye Lang didn't join the battlefield anymore, so he didn't need it anymore.

He came back and stood before the high priest.

"child…"

The high priest spoke, with complicated emotions in his cloudy eyes.

"High Priest, this is what I should do."

"To tell you the truth, the tactics I used just now were learned from the bamboo slips you gave me."

Ye Lang opened his mouth and briefly explained the source of Tongtian Thoroughness.

As for whether the high priest believes it or not, it doesn't really matter.

Now he can be said to be the benefactor of the entire Teng tribe, with his own efforts, he saved the Teng tribe from the fire and water.

What reason does the high priest have to doubt him?
Even if he guessed that there was a secret in him, as long as it was beneficial to the Teng tribe, then it didn't matter.

"You figured it out yourself..."

The high priest didn't believe it, but looked at Ye Lang blankly.

From the content of the biography in the bamboo slips, I comprehended the lost tactics...

What kind of terrifying qualification is this?

The high priest didn't want to believe it, but he couldn't believe it.

The tactics of Tongtianchedi have indeed been lost for countless years, this is for sure.

After a while, the high priest recovered from the shock.

He looked at Ye Lang, with a trace of sincerity on his old face.

"Son, I want to say sorry to you."

"Why did the high priest say that?"

Ye Lang was puzzled.

The high priest shook his head: "You saved the warriors of the Teng tribe, but I have a purpose for you."

"I promised to let you stay, but I actually had a premonition of this invasion and wanted to use your power to protect the Teng tribe."

Hearing this, Ye Lang's mood didn't fluctuate.

Originally, he was still a little puzzled. His request to join the Teng tribe was a bit abrupt. After all, he was an outsider and his origin was very vague.

The original reason is here.

He didn't mind the high priest's intentions, but thought it was normal.

"The high priest doesn't need to do this."

"I am wandering in the mainland, and the Teng tribe is willing to let me stay. I am grateful."

Ye Lang replied.

The high priest looked slightly relieved, and nodded with some relief.

The two looked at each other, looking at the battlefield ahead together.

at this time.

Under the leadership of the patriarch, the remaining Fengtribe fighters who had already fought kept retreating.

The casualties of the Teng tribe were very small, and the invasion was considered resolved.

"High Priest, what are you going to do with these guys from the Wind Tribe?"

Ye Lang suddenly asked.

The high priest was a little dazed and looked at him suspiciously.

Ye Lang spread his hands: "The Wind Tribe can invade our Teng Tribe, why can't we annex the Wind Tribe."

"The strongest fighters of the Wind Tribe are no longer able to fight. It shouldn't be difficult to take down their tribe, right?"

When the high priest heard the words, there was a gleam of light in his cloudy eyes.

If it wasn't for Ye Lang, he definitely wouldn't have such an idea.

The strength of the Feng Tribe is stronger than that of the Teng Tribe, even if a few strong ones are gone, they should not be underestimated under the stubborn resistance.

The high priest of the Wind Tribe did not appear either.

"Then, please."

The high priest nodded slowly.

Ye Lang smiled lightly and agreed.

He offered it, and naturally he would not stand idly by.

Annexing the Wind Tribe was an idea that came to him suddenly.

His idea was the secret lines and biographies in the Wind Tribe.

Let's see if we can get some more benefits out of it.

Also.

He also wanted to use this method to gradually strengthen the strength of the Teng tribe, and try to see if he could find any information about the inheritance of the great witch.

"Teng tribe is a good place. I have limited physical strength now, so it's very suitable."

"The inheritance of the great witch is illusory, but there are always traces to follow."

Ye Lang thought to himself.

Since you have no direction, you can move freely.

Also.

In the universe, he is not worried about wasting time.

The universe is incomplete. Generally speaking, there is no complete time.

The incompleteness here is not that the time in the universe is incomplete, but that it cannot be equated with the time in the Primordial Realm and other universes.

The incomplete long river of time flows much faster than the complete long river of time.

In other words.

A year in the Wuzhi Continent may be placed in the Grandmist Realm and other universes, that is, a month, or even a day.

Of course, he will only know the exact ratio when he goes out.

Shaking his head, Ye Lang stopped thinking about it, and appeared in the battlefield beside the patriarch in a flash.

"Patriarch."

"The high priest said, why not take this opportunity and annex the Wind Tribe in one fell swoop."

Ye Lang said with a smile.

The patriarch was stunned for a moment, and the blood suddenly sprouted in his heart!

He nodded heavily!

"The warriors of the Teng tribe!"

"Come on!"

"Go and annex the Wind Tribe!"

The patriarch shouted loudly, and all the warriors of the Teng tribe responded excitedly.

Ye Lang took a spear and walked a few steps to the head of the Feng tribe and two fourth-tier witch tribes.

He simply and neatly killed them.

Once these three died, the soldiers of the Wind Tribe completely lost their will to fight.

Surrounded by the warriors of the Teng tribe, there was no way to retreat for a while.

The high priest took the opportunity to come out and persuade them to surrender to the Teng tribe.

Some warriors of the Wind Tribe would rather die than surrender.

But there are also many fighters who are willing to surrender.

For things like surrender, once one person initiates, there will be followers one after another.

As for those who are particularly stubborn, they can only be killed.

The Continent of Witches has always been a bloody place, not a kind place.

"Go to the Wind Tribe."

After accepting the surrendered soldiers, the patriarch asked them to take them to the Wind Tribe.

Completely annexed the resources of the Wind Tribe.

Ye Lang followed the crowd with a hint of expectation.

"I don't know if the Wind Tribe can give me some surprises, so that my physical strength can be enhanced to another level."

Ye Lang thought to himself.

A group of people from the Teng tribe.

Through the mountains and forests, across streams and rivers.

It took half a day to arrive at the Wind Tribe.