After hearing Qin Ming's words, Song Chaoyun finally understood the connection between this warrior and the potential tribe.

He really deserves to be damned.

Just like my own family, just like myself.

They are all prosperous and all are lost.

Of course, compared to myself, the potential benefits to this warrior will certainly not be many.

But since he didn't leave Qianyun, he naturally had to bear the consequences.

Although she couldn't bear it, Song Chaoyun could tell right from wrong.

"Kill it!" Seeing that the martial artist still wanted to beg for mercy, Qin Ming said lightly.

As his voice fell, screams sounded.

Qi Yi has already made a move, and Qi Qi is also unwilling to be left behind, holding a long sword and killing.

Qin Ming slowly walked towards the potential tribe, and he would kill all the real dragon-level warriors he met along the way without mercy.

In the tribe, countless dragon-level warriors faced Qin Ming, not daring to move, and looked at them with pleading eyes.

Qin Ming and the others have the strength of the True Dragon Realm, and they are not ordinary True Dragon Realm fighters, but have reached the late stage of the True Dragon Realm.

Such a group of people have no ability to resist.

I dare not escape.

What can be done now is to wait for Qin Ming and Qian Tribe to decide the winner.

Then they wait for the winner to arrange.

Most of the warriors in the Dragon Realm were uneasy, they didn't know what kind of fate was waiting for them.

If the potential tribe wins, then their lives may not change.

If Qin Ming and the others win, will Qin Ming and the others kill them, or treat them more cruelly?

They only have the Dragon Realm, and their lives are beyond their control.

After discovering that Qin Ming and the others were extremely powerful and far from being their opponents, the true dragon-level fighters of the Qian tribe only wanted to escape.

They didn't know that Qian Yun was dead, so they still had some expectations for him.

Unfortunately, they couldn't even escape, Qi Qi and Qi Yi were much faster than them.

There are not many true dragon-level fighters in the potential tribe, only thirteen of them, and they killed all of them in a very short time.

"Qin Ming, all the real dragon-level warriors have been dealt with." After dragging the last corpse to Qin Ming and throwing it away, Qi Qi wiped his long sword and said with a smile.

He has already asked the dragon-level warriors of the Qian tribe, there are only so many real dragon-level warriors in the Qian tribe, and no one has escaped.

They managed to wipe out the entire submerged tribe.

Qi Qi knew that there would be no hidden tribes here in the future.

Without the protection of the real dragon-level warriors, these dragon-level warriors will have no way to survive here.

If they want to survive, they can only rely on the real dragon realm warriors, and they can only rely on other tribes.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Qin Ming nodded, "Clean up the spoils, let's leave."

Qi Qi and Qi Yi started to pack up the trophies. Qin Ming saw those trembling Dragon Realm warriors, and he walked over.

Before, they mercilessly slaughtered the real dragon-level warriors and frightened these dragon-level warriors.

But no one took the lead, and they dared not flee.

Seeing Qin Ming approaching, although he had a faint smile on his face, his expression was very gentle.

Thinking of his killing of the true dragon-level warriors before, the dragon-level warriors retreated unnaturally.

There is no mercy in killing real dragon-level warriors. They are not only dragon-level, and have little use value. Will they be killed more cruelly?

It's not impossible. There are many brutal warriors who like to kill for fun.

Especially the warriors who refine the poison body, there are more such people.