When speeding around the nine-palace pattern, Liu Huaidong's speed did not need to be used to help run and accumulate strength, and he almost reached the point of surpassing the speed of sound at the beginning.

In the opinion of Sun Ya, who was onlookers, at this moment, if she didn't bless her eyes with mana, she couldn't see Liu Huaidong's figure clearly at all, and could only see a long series of phantoms, surrounding the primordial spirit of the ancestor in the center of the Nine Palaces.

"Ancestor, how is my speed, is it okay?"

Liu Huaidong, who was running, did not forget to ask the old ancestor in the battle in a tone of invitation, hoping to get a few words of praise from the old man's mouth.

Because his speed had long been above the speed of sound, and he was galloping in circles at the moment, the sound of his speech seemed to sound from all directions at the same time, ethereal and uncertain.

However, what disappointed him was that the primordial god in the Nine Palaces frowned unabashedly, "Tsk, this superior body method is on you, it is really a tyrannical thing, and now it has been half a step in the cultivation of the fairyland, and it can't even do the most basic 'photo'." ”

"Take a photo, what do you mean, old ancestor?"

Liu Huaidong, who was running around the formation, was slightly stunned, although he was a little ignorant and dazed by the new statement of the old ancestor, but he could also hear that his ancestor was definitely not praising him.

At that moment, the old ancestor just shook his head and sighed, and then scolded in a deep voice: "Don't worry about this, keep running yours, don't slow down, you have to get faster and faster!"

Liu Huaidong had thousands of grass and mud horses galloping past in his heart, and he was complaining at the same time as he was slandering, "I said ancestor, what are we going to do here?"

"Do you think about letting me play the Jishou stick method a thousand times, just running around the acres and thirds of the land around you in one breath to make a thousand circles?

"A thousand circles?" "The Yuan Shen of the Old Ancestor let out a cold snort, and then continued to speak mercilessly, "With your current body attainment, running 10,000 laps may not be able to run the effect I want!"

"Don't stop! If you slow down for half a beat, the old man will destroy the only remaining intermittent muscle flower in this world, and he will definitely not let such a natural treasure be wasted on you!"

As soon as he finished the blow, he noticed that Liu Huaidong seemed to be a little angry, and the old ancestor immediately added another cruel sentence.

Hearing this threat, where did Liu Huaidong dare to slack off at the moment? For fear that the heavenly and earthly treasure that could conjure himself into an incarnation outside his body would really be destroyed in the hands of the old ancestor, and he naturally spared no effort to speed up and sprint at the moment.

Round and round, snorting and panting, like an old cow grinding......

And the strange conversation between this pair of ancestors and grandsons fell on Sun Ya's ears, which had already made this eldest lady of the Medicine King Valley not surprised.

Although at this moment, the speed of Liu Huaidong's explosion is already the most Sun Ya's life has seen, and even in Sun Ya's impression, Rao is the grandfather of the three grades of cultivation on the concentrating, and the speed that bursts out with all his strength is not as fast as Liu Huaidong.

But at such a speed, it was still degraded by the ancestor master's primordial spirit, as if he couldn't even enter the threshold of the body method, how could Sun Ya not be frightened?

Liu Huaidong's speed can't enter the eyes of that old ancestor, so what is her body style, and even her grandfather's body style? In that old ancestor's opinion, are they all children's tricks?

However, for the critical eye of that ancestor, Sun Ya can be regarded as having a deep understanding of this period of time, so she is not surprised.

Just when Liu Huaidong was forced by his ancestors to be a bull envoy, running around his ancestors aimlessly, outside the hinterland of the 100,000 mountains, outside the cave that was regarded as a forbidden holy land by many villages.

More than 2,000 Gu masters have been forced into the cave by Nucha back and forth.

I am not afraid that they will not go in, although I know that if I enter that strange cave, there is a chance that I will die, but for those who resist, Nucha has a way to make them worse than dead.

When the last wave of more than 20 young adults in the major villages were coerced by the people of Qingshan Miao Village to walk outside the cave with scimitars, everyone saw that death was beckoning to them, and their faces were like ashes, and their faces were desperate.

Just as the twenty or so people lined up and walked into the cave one by one, the luck that fell to the last one couldn't help but turn his head and look at Nucha with complicated eyes.

"You promised us that as long as we were willing to go in, we would spare our family, right?"

The corners of Nucha's mouth flashed a slightly hideous smile, turned his head to look at the old and weak women and children surrounded by the clansmen on the other side, and finally nodded at the guy with an expressionless face.

After receiving his untrue reply, the man didn't know whether he really believed it from the bottom of his heart, but finally turned his head with a bitter smile, and the last one to enter the cave without hesitation.

No matter how bad the result is, it's better than letting him see his wife and children being killed before him, right?

After the last scream sounded in the cave, the hideous smile on the corner of Nucha's mouth suddenly became even worse, and he turned his head to look at the group of people who were guarding the old and weak women and children.

At that moment, those tribesmen understood and began to use scimitars to drive the old and weak women and children in the direction of the cave.

"No! You Qingshan Miao Village is treacherous!"

"You can't do this, when my husband went in, you promised him that he wouldn't embarrass me and my daughter!"

"Nucha, are you Qingshan Miao Village so shameless?"

"What a Qingshan Miao Village, Longshi Lao'er is really a royal family, and he actually brought out such a group of shameless clansmen!"

"The sky is going to kill the orthodoxy of my Miao people, and the sky is going to destroy the bloodline of the great war god Youyou!"

For a while, the cries of women and children, as well as the angry scolding of the old people beating their chests, sounded one after another.

However, in the face of those voices that filled his ears and were full of grief and indignation, Nucha only plucked his ears with the little finger of his left hand inconsequentially, turned his head and tilted his head, looking at the remaining old and weak women and children.

"Old guys, you say that you want to keep the bloodline of the Great War God? Why, aren't our clansmen in Qingshan Miao Village the descendants of the Great War God Chiyou?"

"And as far as I know, the few of you in the village have not had the body of the God of War for five hundred years, right? My Nucha's bloodline is the closest to the God of War in the past five hundred years of the 100,000 Mountains, and I am also the spokesperson of the God of War in the world, don't you know this?

As soon as these words came out, the old people who beat their chests were suddenly speechless, and only the cries of women and children continued to sound.

After a while, suddenly a gray-bearded old man pointed at Nucha and scolded: "You are also worthy of being the spokesperson of the God of War in the world?

"Yes, as long as you Qingshan Miao Village are the descendants of the Great War God, aren't we?"

"Now that my Miao people are in decline in the land of China, your Qingshan Miao Village is the strongest village in the 100,000 mountains, not only do you not want to change the situation, but lead my Miao villages to reappear brilliant, but they are fighting in the same room, how can you Nucha be worthy of being the descendant of the God of War!"

Facing the most fierce old men, Nucha directly squinted his eyes, his eyes were sharp, and he casually threw out a few corpse cockroaches and landed on those people.

The moment they touched the corpse cockroach, several old men began to roll on the ground, wailing hoarsely.

At this time, Nucha stared at the others with gloomy eyes, and rebuked angrily: "What do you know? Now our village needs to use your lives as a sacrifice to invite the ancestors who fought side by side with the god of war, this is the real reproduction of the glory of my Miao people!"

"Hehe, that's a nice thing to say, if you want to use your life as a sacrifice, why use ours instead of yours?

Someone in the crowd asked again, unaffected by the wailing of the old men who were rolling all over the ground after being approached by the corpse cockroaches.

Anyway, both horizontally and vertically are dead, and at this juncture, they are the old guys who have lived for a long time, how can they count the old guys who have not lost anything, and they are still afraid of his eggs?

Nucha took a deep breath, tried his best to calm down the thought of going to screw the head off, frowned and said in a deep voice: "Why? Just rely on strength! My Miao people have always been martial, and the strong are respected, and weak people like you should die without hesitation for the Miao people to regain their glory!"

It was good that he didn't say this, but as soon as he said this, even the women and the children who were a little more sensible were aroused with anger, and for a while they couldn't care about crying and crying, and turned to Nucha angrily.

But at this moment, the corners of Nucha's mouth suddenly flashed a little less hideous and vicious smile, and then he continued to speak.

"You old guys, don't you just want to keep a piece of blood incense for your own village? In this way, I Nucha promise you, as long as you old guys are willing to go in by yourself, then the women and children of your village, my Qingshan Miao Village will definitely not hurt a bit, how about it?"

"Heh, do you think we'll believe your again?"

"A villain like you can talk like a fart!"

"Yes, I can see that even if a corpse whose soul has not yet dissipated is thrown into it after death, it can also be used as a life sacrifice, but the effect is not as good as that of a living person, right?"

"That's right, this time we will never believe your nonsense again, you will kill us if you have the ability!"

"Yes, kill us, we will all die horizontally and vertically anyway, I will never let your tricks in Qingshan Miao Village come true!"

At this moment, Nucha's body suddenly erupted with a piercing and extremely cold killing intent, he never thought that those Gu masters in the village would be more difficult for these old things than the young adults.