Peerless God of War

Chapter 2145: Pursuit, the End of the Fishman Tribe

Although this difference is extremely subtle, it can never be hidden from him.

He judged from the residual mana fluctuations on these bloodstains that the cultivator who made the move was definitely not at the level of the Immortal Realm.

Although this conclusion is ridiculous, based on his tens of thousands of years of experience, he would never make a wrong judgment.

Now, things began to become more interesting and confusing.

At first, Ao Jiang guessed that the other party should be a powerful cultivator in the Immortal Realm who had sealed his cultivation.

Because this is reasonable and can explain why the other party killed the Seventh Prince Ao Feng and Fin Xiu.

As for the news that the female cultivator of the Spirit Beast Sect said that the human cultivator who abducted Ao Feng had died in the Black Demon Space, he did not believe it at all.

Now, he is even more certain that the other party is only at the Manifestation Realm.

It is incredible that a Manifestation Realm cultivator killed Ao Feng and Fin Xiu.

It seems that this guy has many secrets. Does he have any powerful magic weapon?

Ao Jiang didn't know, but it didn't matter, he would know soon.

"You, wait."

Ao Jiang smiled coldly, this smile chilled his bones, and frightened the general beside him, who dared not look him in the eye.

"Where is this fishman tribe, take me there."

"Yes."

At that moment, the two turned into two streams of light, left the island, and chased after them.

Just tens of thousands of miles north of this island, on a sea area, hundreds of thousands of fishman tribes were black and dense, and the whole tribe was migrating.

They were swimming madly north along the sea.

Because in the north, it was the sphere of influence of the Sea God Temple. Only by escaping into the sphere of influence of the Sea God Temple, they had a chance to survive.

Although the chance was slim, the fishman tribe would not just sit there and wait for death.

Some powerful fishman warriors, like A Yue and Uncle A Hao, each holding a weapon, swam around the team to escort the entire tribe.

However, only God knows how effective this is.

Behind the frantically fleeing group of fishmen, hundreds of Dragon God Palace warriors with terrifying auras followed them from afar.

These Dragon God Palace warriors had cold eyes, revealing teasing and sarcasm.

Just like this, they followed behind the fishmen tribe slowly, without taking action or getting close.

The more this happened, the more uneasy it was.

There is no doubt that these Dragon God Palace warriors have the combat power to instantly kill the entire fishmen tribe, but they just followed from afar without taking action.

"Why don't they take action?"

In the tribe, A Yue's eyes revealed deep despair and powerlessness.

Although he is already a top warrior in the entire fishmen tribe, in front of the Dragon God Palace, he is like a toddler, vulnerable and not worth mentioning.

"Perhaps, what are they waiting for?"

The old fishmen tribe leader said with a tired face. He swam desperately, but he only felt deep despair.

Not long ago, he sent a message to the nearest base of the Sea God Temple, saying that he wanted to join them. After that, he led his people and swam northward recklessly.

This was a gamble. If they stayed on the original island, they would be exterminated by the angry Dragon God Palace.

Going north, there was still a glimmer of hope, although it was very slim.

In the Endless Sea, the two major forces, the Dragon God Palace and the Sea God Temple, were clearly divided. They each occupied their own territory and operated for hundreds of thousands of years.

The Dragon God Palace was in the south, while the Sea God Temple was in the north.

This was something that all the sea tribes knew in the Endless Sea.

"Maybe there is still a glimmer of hope. I will go and negotiate with them." Uncle Ahao suddenly said.

This series of changes plunged the entire fishman tribe into the abyss of despair.

And the initiator of all this was the mysterious strong man possessed by Ah Fu.

Ah Fu's death was a big blow to him, and this was the last thing he could do for the tribe now.

Without waiting for other members of the same tribe to react, the fishman Uncle Hao separated from the majority of the tribe, turned around, and swam towards the Dragon God Palace army that was far behind.

"Look, there's a fishman swimming over here."

"What does he want to do? Is he begging for mercy? Ha!"

The Dragon God Palace army noticed Uncle Hao's approach, and a soldier immediately stopped him.

"Stop, don't get any closer. Tell me, what do you want to do?"

"I swear to the supreme Dragon God that the messenger of the Dragon God Palace was not killed by our fishman tribe, but by a mysterious strong man."

Uncle Hao summoned up his courage and shouted loudly.

These Dragon God Palace warriors, with their feet on the waves dozens of feet high, were majestic and orderly, looking down from a high position, staring coldly at this humble fishman tribe, without any fluctuations in their eyes.

"Mysterious strong man? Where is he?"

"Escaped, escaped." Uncle Hao said with some difficulty, his heart began to sink.

"Escaped, ridiculous, do you think I will believe it or not?" The sea warriors' eyes became colder.

In the eyes of these powerful and proud Dragon God Palace warriors, a small tribe of fishmen dared to get involved, and they would definitely die.

Whether it was to vent anger or to establish authority, there was only one outcome.

Now, they were far behind the migrating tribe, like playing a cat-and-mouse game, torturing each other bit by bit.

"I swear on my soul, everything I said is true, and this matter has nothing to do with my tribe."

Although Uncle Hao was defending himself with all his might, it was too pale.

In response to him, there were bursts of ridicule.

"Kill him."

Swish, swish, swish~ Suddenly, dozens of ice spears fell from the sky, shooting at Uncle Hao, the fishman, and filling the entire field of vision.

Facing this terrifying pressure, the mana in his body was suppressed tightly, and it was extremely difficult to even operate it, so he could only stay where he was and wait for death.

Puff~

A series of piercing sounds came, and Uncle Hao, the fishman, was pierced by dozens of ice spears, pierced into a hedgehog, and his soul was crushed.

Until his death, he still stared fiercely, and died with his eyes open.

"Hmph!"

With a cold snort, the huge wave came and continued to follow the migrating team of the fishmen tribe slowly.

As for the body of Uncle Hao, the fishman, it was like a pile of garbage. As soon as the wave hit it, it sank to the bottom of the sea and disappeared.

This may be a relief for him.

However, this scene fell into the eyes of the fishmen, and they all had bloodshot eyes, grief and anger, and endless fear.

The weak have no right to speak, because no one cares about you.

Whether you are right or wrong, it doesn't matter.

In front, the fishmen who are afraid of death are still swimming desperately, trying to escape the sphere of influence of the Dragon God Palace.

Behind, the general who commands the army of the Dragon God Palace, said nothing, coldly followed behind, and continued the cat and mouse game.

Cruel, but real.