Although this mask can't increase one's strength a little, it can change its appearance according to one's own wishes, and it is seamless, I'm afraid that even the power of the ghost immortal can't see the flaw.

For this alone, this mask is incomparably magical, and has an extremely high value, almost equal to a spiritual artifact.

If this mask falls into the hands of those gold medal assassins in the Shadow Killing Building, I don't know how much storm it will set off on the rivers and lakes, and I am afraid that even the most powerful masters will not be able to avoid the assassination.

"With this mask, coupled with "The Ancient Barbarian Nerve", I can walk freely in the wilderness without worrying about being recognized!"

Jiang Yi took off the mask, and in his eyes, the essence of light flashed!

Why did such a magical thing fall into the Blood Bat Tribe? It stands to reason that with the power of the Blood Bat Tribe, it is impossible to possess such a treasure.

The old man of the sacrifice envoy did not have the existence of this mask at all, and obviously he didn't even know about it.

This shows that this mask was obtained by the Blood Bat Patriarch alone, but he did not share it with anyone, but was silent, and maybe one day, the Blood Bat Clan can use this mask to rise or not.

It's just a pity that Jiang Yi suddenly descended on the Desolate Beast Forest, destroying the three-legged situation here, making the Blood Bat tribe in danger of extinction, and the Blood Bat Patriarch felt Jiang Yi's killing intention, and had to sacrifice this mask in exchange for the lives of the clansmen.

If the Blood Bat Patriarch didn't take it out, and Jiang Yi didn't use the "Spirit Search Technique" to kill it at once, then this magical mask would probably always be sealed at the bottom of the box, and there would be no chance to see the light of day again.

In short, this mask finally fell into Jiang Yi's hands, and it will definitely be able to give full play to its greatest value and will not destroy the heavens.

"A thousand-faced life!" Jiang Yi looked at this mask, recalling its infinitely changing divine powers, and these four words suddenly sounded in his mind.

So he gave the mask a name, "Thousand Masks".

Maybe it used to have a name, but that's history, it's not that important.

Jiang Yi put it away, and then began to swallow the Life Spring Water to recover from his injuries.

He killed the old priest and obtained countless medicinal herbs from his storage bag, as well as a bottle of Life Spring, and just got three more bottles of Life Spring Water from the Blood Bat Tribe.

There were four bottles of Life Spring in total, and he was going to swallow them first, and let his injuries recover again, just in case he needed them.

After all, the methods of the desolate clan are too weird, and walking in this great wilderness must not be taken lightly, even in this remote desolate beast forest.

Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years.

In the blink of an eye, the night passed.

Dozens of miles away from the Blood Bat Clan, there was also a tribe.

This tribe, with the black lizard as a totem, is ferocious and terrifying.

In the early morning, the cold air rose, and the ice and snow seemed to melt again, and the first rays of light of the great sun splashed on the tribe, driving away the cold air for three minutes, leaving only the quiet.

But soon this silence was broken, and there was a rush of footsteps, and countless people of the Black Lizard tribe walked out of the house, all in the same direction.

In this direction, the altar of the black lizard tribe is located.

The altar of the black lizard tribe is about the same size as the altar of the blood bat tribe, but there is no pattern on it, only some complex textures, and the huge black lizard totem on the altar is not a wood carving, but a clay sculpture.

It is made of a very viscous dark blue clay, mixed with water, and then kneaded into the shape of a black lizard, and then burned with a blazing fire.

At this time, at the place of this altar, the figures were longing, and the young men of the entire black lizard tribe were gathered here, and there were some young girls, about five or six hundred people.

Among them, there are many people who are mighty, full of barbaric patterns, with the strength of the late stage of the Condensation Realm, and belong to the best of the tribes, young talents.

The patriarch of the black lizard tribe, the priest, stood on the altar with a gloomy expression, as if something big had happened.

In the middle of that field, there were actually the corpses of three people of the black lizard tribe.

One of them was bleeding from all his knots, his face was hideous, and there were five fingerprints on his skull, which was shocking.

The other two were not at all unusual, as if they were just asleep, but they could never open their eyes and wake up.

"Shanling, then, the end!"

Many of the clansmen who arrived couldn't help but scream when they saw the three corpses, and spat out three names in their mouths.

"Self-reliant black lizard people, today there are three young people who are forever away from us, killed by people, and exposed to the ......wilderness," the patriarch of the black lizard tribe saw that the people had arrived, and immediately opened his mouth, his voice was terrible.

The patriarch of the black lizard tribe was an old man dressed in animal skins, with gray hair and braided into many pigtails, and he looked to be over fifty years old, but there was not a single wrinkle on his face, and his eyes were very sharp, divine, and majestic.

"Roar, roar, roar......"

As soon as his words fell, all the black lizard people suddenly had fierce expressions on their faces, and roared out bursts of piercing sounds.

"Ran You, tell me, where did you find their corpses?" the black lizard patriarch's gaze fell on the body of a young man in animal skin.

The beast-skinned young man immediately stood up from the crowd and said, "Today I led dozens of tribes to hunt in the Desolate Beast Forest, but before I entered the Desolate Beast Forest, I found the corpses of the three of them, so I carried the corpses back. ”

This person is the hunter of the black lizard tribe.

"Desolate Beast Forest, could it be that they have been attacked by desolate beasts?" someone suddenly doubted when they heard this.

Among the black lizard tribe, it is not uncommon for many people to die because of the attack of wild beasts.

"I've looked closely, and they died at the hands of the Great Wizard. At that moment, the priest of the black lizard tribe spoke.

The priest of the black lizard tribe was not an old man, but a middle-aged man, wearing a black coarse linen shirt, and on top of the shirt, there was also a black lizard totem, exuding an eerie aura all over his body.

"What?" as soon as these words came out, many of the people exclaimed.

The Great Wizard, that is a priest-level character, very powerful, terrifying, in this wild beast forest