Poof.

In the splatters of blood, the two Jindan monks disappeared.

This scene, seeing Nianchen and Wan Liutang, the picture and others trembled.

This way of dying is really ...... It's too hard to accept!

Not far away, two Westerners covered their faces, muttering something in their mouths.

Since being struck by the thunder, their beastly bodies have returned to normal, and the strong aura on their bodies has also been much weaker.

"Your name is Nianchen, isn't it?"

"If you want to see the saint, accept the ban that the old man has placed on you!"

Nian Chen nodded slightly, with a hint of longing and expectation in his eyes, and walked directly in front of the great wizard.

I thought it would be torture.

However, the Great Wizard's method of arranging the prohibition was so simple that it was a little unbelievable.

More than a dozen qi energy shot into the body, blending into the dantian qi sea and disappearing......

"That's it!"

The Great Wizard's faint voice seemed to have done something insignificant.

"Can you take me there?"

Nian Chen asked.

The Great Wizard nodded: "The old man must remind you, don't make any rash moves, otherwise, ...... Not only will you lose your chance, but you will be severely punished!"

Nian Chen was silent, without the slightest expression.

"Alright, Basambamo, you take this man to the temple and give him and the holy woman half a day!"

Nian Chen couldn't help but be stunned.

I thought it was just a glance, but I didn't expect the great wizard to give half a day.

This...... It's a bit unreasonable!

However, this kind of good thing, Nian Chen will naturally not object.

Seeing Basang Bamo walking to the left and right, Nian Chen looked at Wanliutang and nodded slightly.

"Nian Daoyou, don't do anything stupid, you must take care!"

Wan Liutang said earnestly.

Even Songwen Zheng Tiandiao and the others next to him also looked at Nianchen with burning eyes, although they did not speak, but the meaning of the advice was undoubtedly revealed.

Nian Chen nodded again, and then walked in the direction of the cave leading to the outside world under the hostage of the two tower-like war witches of Basambamo......

An hour later.

Nian Chen and the two Iron Tower War Witches walked out of the cave, and most of the time was less than when they entered.

The two of them have been silent, and Nian Chen naturally has no desire to speak.

After walking out of the cave, the two strong men pointed in the direction of the top of the mountain, and then sandwiched Nian Chen in the middle one after the other, and strode up the mountain along a path.

The trail is littered with dead leaves, and at first glance you know that few people walk it.

Nian Chen secretly guessed in his heart that this mountain top was said to be the temple of the Moro tribe, and it was obviously not something that ordinary people could go up to, so this road would seem so barren.

Basang, who was walking in front, glanced back at Nian Chen sharply, and then said something to Bamo.

The two of them spoke the Moro language, which Nian Chen couldn't understand at all.

However, while talking, the two looked at themselves absently, which made Nianchen's heart vigilant.

"What do you want to do?"

Nian Chen stopped and asked vigilantly.

Basang in front glanced back at Nianchen, with a hint of disdain on his face:

"Boy, you're scared?"

Nian Chen looked back at Basang coldly, but did not speak.

Behind him came Bhamo's voice:

"Don't be nervous, since the wizard has spoken, even if my two brothers want to slap you to death, they don't have the guts!"

Nianchen's heart eased a little this time.

Now that I have long put life and death aside, I am naturally not afraid of death.

However, at the critical moment when they are about to meet their fiancée Xiuyun, if these two really want to do it to themselves, it will be tantamount to wiping out their hopes......

That's why I'm most worried.

"Since you don't want to kill me, what are you two talking about?"

Nian asked tentatively.

Bamo seemed to be a little better at talking than the cold Basan, and he sneered when he heard this:

"We're discussing, why did I, the Holy Maiden of the Moro Tribe, take a fancy to you, as far as you're concerned?"

Nian Chen couldn't help but touch his nose in embarrassment.

I didn't know Xiuyun's identity before, thinking that she was an ordinary rural woman in the mountains.

At that time, I didn't feel unworthy of Xiuyun.

But now it seems that the problem of these two people is really worth pondering.

Xiuyun is a descendant of the ancient witches, and she is a saint......

"By the way, why are you also from the Moro tribe, Xiuyun...... The size of the Holy Maiden Zahayunna is so different from yours?"

"And I see that many people in the Moro village are no different from us humans!"

"What the hell is going on?"

Nian Chen asked the doubts in his heart.

Basang snorted coldly, turned around and went up the mountain, obviously not planning to explain to Nianchen.

And Ba Mo, who was behind Nianchen, revealed his true character at this moment:

"You don't know that, do you?"

"Not only is it much more difficult for my Moro tribe to reproduce than humans, but most of them are like ordinary humans all their lives!"

"Only a small number of people who have awakened the bloodline of the ancient witches can become war witches, wizards ......"

Bamo was talking excitedly, but was interrupted by Basang in front of him turning around: "Shut up!"

After saying this sentence in Huaxia, Basang grunted and reprimanded again.

Bhamo shut up in embarrassment.

However, what he said just now has already made Nian Chen gain a lot of important information.

Obviously, Xiuyun, like the Moro clan in the village, is a person who has not awakened the bloodline of the ancient witch barbarians.

But since she hadn't awakened the bloodline of the ancient witches, how could Xiuyun become a holy woman of the Moro tribe again?

Nianchen knew that it was impossible to get an answer to this question now, and after seeing Xiuyun, he could only see if he had time to discuss this issue......

For the next hour or so.

Nian Chen and the two Iron Tower War Witches didn't speak, and they just went up the mountain with all their might.

When a slightly sloping flat area appeared in front of the path, leading straight to the front of the knife-like cliff, Nianchen knew that it had finally arrived.

Looking at the cliff, Nian Chen found that the entire cliff was carved into a huge statue, which was a giant with a height of a thousand feet, roaring to the sky, raising his right fist high, as if throwing a punch towards the sky, wanting to break through the clouds......

The statue is attached to the cliff face, and although it looks mottled and vicissitudes, it is still very well preserved.

Even the outlines of the meridian muscles on the giant's arm are clearly visible!

Under the giant's crotch, which is dozens of feet high, is a large circular hole that leads to the interior of the mountain.

Nian Chen was a little surprised to find that there was a curling smoke rising from the entrance of the cave, and it seemed that someone lived in it.

"Huh......"

As soon as Nianchen let out a startled cry from his mouth, he heard Bamo behind him speak:

"The Holy Maiden is in the temple, we are not qualified to step in, you can go by yourself!"

Nian Chen looked at the big hole suspiciously: "Where is the temple?"

There was a hint of fanatical worship in Bhamo's eyes: "Yes, that's my Moro Clan's temple, where all the ancestral tablets are placed!"

Nian Chen wanted to ask again, but Basang on the other side was already impatient:

"What are you rubbing, you remember, there are only four hours, and when the time comes, come out by yourself, we are waiting for you here!"