Gulden gritted his teeth: "He howled several times, I thought he gave his last words, it turned out to be bad for us!"

When Wu Mu said the words "North" and "Master Huairou", Cao Mu raised his white eyebrows, and his face showed a look of bitter thought, and then he suddenly slapped his thigh: "'Seven-day talks'!

The others couldn't help but look sideways, only to hear Cao Mu hurriedly say: "I remember, 30,000 years ago, before my Holy Clan defeated the outer world, there was also a large-scale plague circulating in the army, which took effect quickly, had a high fatality rate, and the body of the middle person was black, which was very similar to today's epidemic. At that time, one of the five major lords was also accidentally infected with the disease and died guarding the mountain. ”

"But today's outbreak of the epidemic is even more vicious than the 'seven-day talks', and the middle one will not last for two hours. ”

"This kind of thing can be cultivated, just like Gu worms. Cao Mu's white beard curled, in fact, he was full of disbelief, "Purposefully cultivating countless generations, it will be even more deadly." From infection to death, it is so fast that the body has not yet reacted, so there is no living example so far. He sighed, "It's a pity, if one of them survives, I will be more sure of developing an antidote." ”

"Seven Days of Talks...... Wu Mu had already studied the details of the ancient battle, and then he thought about it, "After Sha Dulie invaded the Southern Ganbu Continent, I got some old information. It seems that the 'seven-day talk' appeared 300 years ago, when the Mahaba sent people to steal it, and I don't know if it succeeded or not. The sick town behind it was gone, and it was the territory of the Venerable Master Huairou. ”

"The 'Seven Days Talk' was retained by Huairou. Cao Mu muttered, "I have heard about this matter for a long time. Huairou is one of the few divine realms left over from the ancient war, and he may have a pathogen. The credibility of this information is still very high. ”

"If there is a pathogen, there should be an antidote. Wu Mu immediately decided, "Mahaida didn't know if he had stolen the antidote back then—someone came, and sent someone to the Mahagira army to ask for the antidote to the 'Seven Days Talks' to try. Yin Shengyuan had just died, and even if Maha Tian knew that he had fallen, he didn't know that he died at my hands, and we were still an alliance in a short time. You might as well use them at this time. ”

"Huairou is dead, and this epidemic is most likely released from the White Tiger Army. "The Venerable Master Huairou and the White Tiger's territory are in the same Northern Regions, and the two did not deal with each other before, and after the barbarian invasion, they had to cooperate to resist the enemy, so it is very likely that Huairou will hand over the pathogen to the White Tiger.

Gulden Leng Sensen: "I'll go to the White Tiger camp and bring his henchmen, or there may be an antidote!"

Wu Mu snorted and said to him: "Cao Mu goes, he is a witch, and he can be screened when he gets the medicine." You have other tasks. ”

Cao Mu nodded and walked away.

Wu Mu's face was gloomy, and he said: "Huairou hates my holy clan to the bone, if the pathogen is really caused by him, most likely he will not develop any antidote." It's better to get it from the Maharatian. ”

After that, he sighed lightly. Fang Cai shouldn't have killed Yin Shengyuan so simply, Rao is his heart is like iron, and he was a little remorseful at this time. He glanced at Gulden: "You stay." With the return of Ba Snake's promotion to the True God and the outbreak of the 'Seven Days Talk' on a large scale, the immortal cultivators will never let go of such a good opportunity, and they are bound to attack in a big way. In Shadureol's army, you must be in charge. "Gulden is the god of the Shadulie army, and with him, the army has the backbone and can resist all kinds of emergencies.

Gulden answered: "What do you want?"

There was a cold glint in Wu Mu's eyes: "I'll go find someone." ”

Knowing that he was capable, Gulden did not ask any more questions, and strode back to the tent, and issued military orders one after another.

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The red light emitted by the time is getting richer and thicker, if there is substance.

"Actually, at the beginning, my purpose was the same as Jiu You, and I also wanted to use the power of 'inch time' to go back to 45,000 years ago—" Yin Jiu Ling said slowly, "-kill the slave girl before Chang Tian knew her. ”

This sentence was said with a murderous atmosphere, and even the gaze cast at Ning Xiaoxian was a little disgusting.

It's just a little bit, but it's more of a depression.

Now, she doesn't have to hide herself. "That is the turning point in my relationship with Changtian, as long as I kill her, we will not be ......" Before he finished speaking, he snorted lowly, not hiding his bitterness.

She used to be Changtian's confidante, if the little slave girl hadn't been born out of nowhere to take away Tan Lang's attention, maybe she and Changtian would have been able to become a pair. Therefore, how much she loves Changtian, how much she hates the little slave girl.

Once her emotions fluctuated, Ning Xiaoxian could feel the chagrin and hatred emanating from her body from more than ten zhang away. In the past, Yin Jiuling was a barbarian princess, the pearl of the barbarian king's palm, what could she not get? At that time, if she was determined to kill the little slave girl, there was a chance that six or seven out of ten would be able to do it, right?

I don't know how many mistakes have created all kinds of waves in later generations. But with "inch of time" in hand, maybe it's not too late for her to regret it.

"You changed your mind later?" Yin Jiuling's words obviously had a twist in the second half.

Yin Jiu Ling was silent, and only after a while did he gently bow his head: "Yes, I'm too lazy to kill her." What I want now, but I want to go back to the past and prevent myself from committing a heinous crime, maybe today's disaster in the Southern Ganbu Continent will not appear at all!" she looked at the catastrophe on the main peak of the Divine Mountain, her eyes gloomy.

Hearing this, Ning Xiaoxian raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to go back to seven years ago and stop the Divine Mountain from appearing?" she shook her head, "It's impossible." ”

"Nope. Yin Jiuling's eyes were faint, and he had obviously thought about it a long time ago, "I want to go back even further to stop myself from stealing the Barbarian King's crown." ”

Ning Xiaoxian frowned: "Crown?" Why hasn't she heard of this stubble?

"You don't know?" Yin Jiu Ling glanced at her, and there was clearly written in his eyes, "Didn't Changtian tell you": "I was executed by my father because I stole the crown, which contained the key to enter the sacred mountain. "The left hand is spread flat, and a small hourglass lies in the palm of the palm.

Seven years ago, she relied on this hourglass to enter the sealed sacred mountain, thus stealing the artifact "Inch Time".

Hourglass, the key to the sacred mountain, Ning Xiaoxian's mind exploded, and countless events came one after another. This time, there is finally a thread running throughout, stringing together the complex causes and consequences.

Suddenly, she understood.

Yin Jiu Ling is the pearl of the barbarian king's palm, what kind of big mistake must he make to provoke the barbarian king to torture and kill him? Of course, it is a public violation of the strictest taboo of his own clan.

This has to go back to the relationship between the barbarian ancestor and the royal family. In the past, the royal family conspired with the Heavenly Dao to kill the barbarian ancestor to seize the royal power, which was done in such a secret that the people were kept in the dark. Successive barbarian kings have understood that this news must not be leaked, otherwise the royal regime will no longer have legitimacy - even their own ancestors have betrayed and betrayed them, even if the royal family has the bloodline of barbarian ancestors, it will lose its virtue.