"Naturally, I listened to Brother Ximen's arrangement!" Shang Ziqi said without any temper, and for Shangguan Wufeng, Ximen Wuwu didn't even want to ask. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In his heart, Shangguan Wufeng should be an extremely favored genius in a certain family, with strength, but no leadership and adaptability.

Ximen Wuwu was very satisfied, and judged in his heart that even if he didn't obtain the best Wenxin this time, I am afraid that the holy grass alone would be a large amount of astronomical wealth.

"Hey, there's a fire ahead!" Shangguan Wufeng suddenly sighed lightly and pointed to one place! Ximen Wuwu and Shang Ziqi looked at the same time, only to see that there was indeed a faint firelight in the distance, which should be dozens of miles away.

"Could it be that there are still natives living in this holy place?" Simon Wuwu was slightly surprised.

"I once heard the elders say that if there is no human race in a small world or secret realm, it will eventually cause the collapse of the origin of the world! Maybe the holy land itself is also a powerful small world!" Shang Ziqi's insight is very extraordinary.

"Let's go see before we decide!" said Simon Wuwu immediately. After all, he is a strong man at the level of a writer, and he has his own decisiveness in doing things.

"Let's go!" He immediately used his battle poems and flew away, Shang Ziqi and Shangguan Wufeng saw him so anxious, and their eyes were different.

The three of them were slightly stunned, because this fire was actually in a camp, and hundreds of natives were singing and dancing around the huge bonfire.

There are barbecue grills made of tree branches around the bonfire, and the beasts are not small in size and are skinned and plucked, and the internal organs are emptied and placed on them, and the smell of meat is already coming out at this time.

These natives are still uncivilized, and they are only covered with animal skins. The man is very ugly and rough, but the woman is very beautiful and moving, even the hungry wolf in the color of a beauty like Simon Wuwu is very moved.

"This indigenous tribe is numerous, why don't we tame them and let them do things for us?" said Simon Wuyin.

Shangguan Wufeng didn't know what to say, Shang Ziqi's eyes flickered and he smiled: "Okay!"

"Then what are you waiting for!" said Simon laughing, and immediately jumped into the camp, pulling the most beautiful of the indigenous maidens into his arms.

"Roar!" The natives were furious, raised their weapons and besieged them! These natives were not low, they all had the strength of a warrior! And although their weapons were rudimentary, they revealed a rather dangerous feeling.

However, the power of the three of them joining forces is extremely powerful, especially Shangguan Wufeng seems to be shy, at this time, a pair of iron fists open and close, and those indigenous men are basically seriously injured with one punch when they touch him.

Ximen Wuwu secretly observed the two of them, and found that Shang Ziqi was slightly worse than himself, and Shangguan Wufeng had just stepped into the level of martial arts, so there was nothing to worry about!

Soon the hundreds of natives were subdued, and the indigenous leaders still resisted stubbornly, and were directly broken by Ximen Wuwu's head, and his red, white and white brains were sprinkled on the ground.

The natives finally surrendered, and Simon Wuwu promoted a few natives who seemed to be unwilling to be small leaders, and rewarded them with some natives who were less good-looking, which immediately divided the natives.

Simon Wuwu finally chose eight extremely beautiful indigenous girls, and with his realm, he could naturally detect that these were all girls.

"Brother Shang, Brother Shangguan, you choose first!" Ximen Wuwu was a little painful, but in order to get more benefits in the Holy Land, he must win people's hearts!

Shang Ziqi immediately excused himself, and Shangguan Wufeng ran away as if he had seen a ghost! Ximen Wuwu was happy, and entered the tent with eight indigenous girls in his arms and got up.

When Zhuang Yichen opened his eyes, the sky had already begun to brighten! He silently estimated the time, and found that the night here had actually reached seven hours, and the day was probably only five hours.

At this time, the purple moon was gone, and the sun had not yet risen! He was not in a hurry, and began to make breakfast. Don't underestimate the law of the replacement of the sun and the moon, sometimes you may be able to find major clues.

At this time, he noticed that the aura inside the Holy Land seemed to begin to decay, and it was worse than outside.

If you fight the enemy at this time, the loss of soul energy will be very large, and it will be difficult to replenish.

After eating twenty catties of the fierce beast meat in the official seal, Zhuang Yichen felt that the soul qi around his body was full and hovering.

The bloodstained sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and Zhuang Yichen performed the hundred refining sword techniques from beginning to end. This set of martial arts, which was only at the Supreme Mansion level, was learned in the Void Realm when his cultivation was still low.

Ever since he realized the true meaning of martial arts, Zhuang Yichen has been consciously selecting low-level martial arts to cultivate and control, and he has benefited a lot.

A sword cold light fourteen states! Zhuang Yichen had the best sword to slash out, and the surging soul qi was mighty, directly blasting the ground out of a huge pit.

If the heroic man is hit by this sword, he will basically be dead!

"It's really comfortable! From now on, you can fight as a warrior again!" Zhuang Yichen smiled slightly.

Although the technique of stealing the sky and changing the sun is powerful, it can only fool others but cannot fool yourself.

After all, he still belongs to the martial arts, and the kind of love for the martial arts is irreplaceable, deep in the bone marrow! And although he can pretend to be forced with countless poems and articles on the earth, that is not what he wants.

The sun in the sky was incomparably dazzling, reflecting the entire holy place incomparably brightly. Zhuang Yichen looked at the three rounds of suns in the sky, and blinked his mouth in pain.

The three suns were undoubtedly extremely far away from them, and he even suspected that they were just phantoms, otherwise the temperature alone would have baked him.

The air was filled with an extremely rich aura, and just taking a deep breath was worth half an hour of cultivation.

"Good place!" Zhuang Yichen sniffed a little comfortably, and then flew around.

Although Wu Hao can fly in the sky, he always feels that he still has to keep a low profile in the holy land, and he must step on the earth firmly until the last resort.

The mysterious compass flew out and clinged to the skin of his left hand, and in the blink of an eye, it became a tattoo-like symbol.

The heat was constantly surging, guiding him to the treasure hunt! The mysterious compass's ability to hunt for treasures was undoubtedly extremely powerful, but it did not have the ability to distinguish between good and evil. If he can't do it, he will be led headlong into the pit and put him in danger.

Therefore, Zhuang Yichen was very careful and did not dare to be paralyzed. But fortunately, today's mysterious compass is very powerful, and three hours later, Zhuang Yichen has already received more than a dozen holy grasses.