This is their patriarch, the huge existence that shelters them, but now he has become a corpse without much consciousness. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

What's going on?

Who has such a great ability to refine Youqi Yu into a corpse without a sound?

This is a heavy blow to everyone who has a poor clan.

"Patriarch!" Many people fell to their knees.

……

"Roar!"

There was a poor feather staring at the blood-red eyes and swept towards his patriarch, and the evil aura revealed from his body made the mountains and stones melt.

He was so powerful that the space around him could not withstand it and kept collapsing.

His eyes were blood-red, revealing a cruel and bloodthirsty tone. Such a poor feather no longer has much consciousness, and killing has become his only one, regardless of whether he is a clan or not.

But in an instant, he stopped and swept away towards the sky.

A loud noise from that direction was calling him.

The moment he turned around, another huge foot fell from the sky and stepped straight on the huge chain behind him.

"Boom!"

What appeared in front of everyone was also a giant, whose body was thousands of feet away, but he was not covered in flesh and blood, but layers of rocks.

He was covered in gray and gray, and carried a huge bow behind his back, with a few arrows in the quiver.

His expression was a little wooden, and his eyes were hollow, like a puppet. But he was so powerful that he stepped the chain into the earth and rocks dozens of feet deep with one foot, and then he got down and pulled the chain up with both hands.

"Roar!"

The action was stopped, and Poor Feather roared, his eyes turning into a blood-colored sun, emitting a resentful light.

Someone stopped him, and to his anger, he turned around and punched the rock giant in the back.

The call from afar is still there, and he must get out of the current predicament as soon as possible and support there.

But the rock giant in front of him was not as simple as he imagined, his strength was unfathomable, and even his body was extremely hard, like a fine steel bone. Moreover, the strength of the rock giant is several notches greater than his.

It made his struggle seem a little funny.

"Roar! Roar! You Poor Yu was angry again and again, and was caught by the rock giant with all his punch, not to mention, he was firmly restrained, and he couldn't move at all.

The rock giant is divine, and has unpredictable abilities, and easily subdues Youqi Yu.

Although there is a poor feather whose strength is unmatched, after all, he has been refined into a corpse, and it is quite good to be able to exert his seventh or eighth layer strength.

Even so, he is not something that just anyone can subdue.

But the rock giant is not at all before.

The rock giant's movements were simple and rough, just grabbing Youqiyu's arm, and then squeezing it hard, and his five fingers were like steel claws, controlling Youqiyu's arm firmly.

"Click!"

The rock giant didn't say a word, and his eyes only glanced down casually, and the power in his hand poured out like a torrent, pinching the arm of the poor feather into flesh and blood.

This is simply the simplest and most violent beauty.

"Roar!" There was a poor feather who let out an earth-shattering roar.

Although he had turned into a corpse, he still retained some consciousness, and the great pain came from him, and he couldn't resist it.

He let out a terrible roar, and the blood-red color of his eyes faded, but it was still very hollow, like two abysses.

Youqi Yu still wanted to resist and kept struggling.

He wanted to escape the control of the rock giant and escape to the Zhongtian Divine Land, where the call made his heart burn.

"Roar, roar, roar!" Youqi Yu kept roaring, and black liquid continued to fall from his body, which made people sick.

He struggled, but to no avail.

As if impatient, the rock giant stretched out his other hand, took the huge iron chain on the ground in his hand, and then tied up Youqi Yu like a rice dumpling.

The real meaning is to tie up the five flowers.

There was a poor feather who let out an unwilling roar again.

But his struggle became smaller and smaller, and he soon became unable to move.

The rock giant didn't pay any attention to this, and carried it on his shoulders like dry firewood, and then walked forward.

"Patriarch!" The people of the poor clan all made a soft call.

The rock giant in front of him was too powerful, and a strong man like Poor Yu didn't have much resistance in his hands, let alone them.

"Senior......" Hua Xu Shaoyu looked at the ancient dragon crab.

The ancient dragon crab was also stunned for a moment, and it was also at a loss.

The sudden appearance of the rock giant is too strange and mysterious, and its strength is even more unknown.

Even the ancient dragon crab was not sure to outmaneuver him.

The Ancient Dragon Crab quickly calmed down, and judging from the current situation, the Rock Giant didn't want to take Poor Feather's life, but just took him away.

But its purpose and direction are unknown.

It seems that the rock giant is on the opposite side of the corpse.

In other words, it is very likely that the rock giant was sent by the emperor's side.

But why did he have to tie up Poor Feathers?

This is the most confusing.

The rock giant didn't have much sense, and he didn't pay attention to everyone's gaze, and walked forward on his own, like a puppet carrying out orders.

"Follow him!" The ancient dragon crab spoke.

There is something that the ancient dragon crab wants on the body of the poor feather, and it must not be lost like this.

After walking for several days, I didn't see any signs of the rock giant stopping, as if I was lost in the wilderness.

And sometimes, he kept turning around, and even walked back.

As time passed, they became farther and farther away from the poor clan and came to the depths of the Great Wilderness.

The weather here is getting hotter and hotter, like reaching a volcanic crater, and even the smell of heat is coming from the air.

All of them were parched, and sweat was falling from their foreheads like rain.

After this situation lasted for half a day, they all felt weak and had a feeling of collapse, and in the end, there was no sweat anymore.

An inexplicable heat filled the surrounding space, turning it into a furnace.

"Where is this? How I feel like I'm going to be roasted. "The little bean sprouts are yellow, and the green leaves are all withered, and they look listless.

In the end, he simply turned into a seed and stood on top of Cheng Huang's head.

"It's almost dry." Cheng Huang spit out his big tongue for a long time, and his tongue was full of dry foam, and there was not a drop of saliva.

Not only did the little bean sprouts and Chenghuang complain, but even Hua Xu Shaoyu felt that he couldn't hold on.

The little ghost head and Qinghuo, the old and the young, also followed, they seemed to have adapted to such an environment, and they did not show the languishing state of Chenghuang and small bean sprouts.

The poor are a special race, both physically and adaptable, far from being comparable to others. They live in the depths of the vast wilderness all year round, and live entirely by hunting large wild beasts, and have terrible means of survival.

It can be seen from the little ghost head that this doll, which is only two and a half years old, shows abilities that are difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

Qinghuo has been walking in the depths of the Great Wilderness all year round, and his strength is also unfathomable, and he has not shown the slightest discomfort at all.

As for the ancient dragon crab, he felt like soaking up the sunshine in March.

The rock giant did not look back, and continued to walk forward, his pace not slowing down in the slightest, and the poor feather on his shoulder gradually quieted down, as if completely surrendered.

However, his eyes, sometimes dark and sometimes red, felt like they could explode at any moment.

"You all go back, and I'll follow with the little ghost." Qinghuo ordered the other clansmen to return to their clan.

The little ghost nodded with his head, and he didn't look uncomfortable at all, just like the performance of the little bean sprouts at the Emperor Dan Zhutai, which made everyone incomprehensible.

All other poor clansmen are not allowed to disobey Qinghuo's orders, and the patriarch of the poor clan is gone, but they still have to pass it on, all of which need to retain the power of the bloodline.

And the clansmen behind him are the foundation of the revitalization of the poor clan.

Soon, there were only Hua Xu Shaoyu, Taigu Dragon Crab, Little Bean Sprouts, Chenghuang, Qinghuo and Little Devil Heads left.

Taikoo Dragon Crab, Qinghuo and Little Devil Head behaved very easily, while Hua Xu Shaoyu, Chenghuang and small bean sprouts were like boiling on a hot pan.

"It's hot baby!" The small bean sprout turned into a bean, and if he didn't pay attention, he fell off the top of Cheng Huang's head and slammed into the ground.

"Second brother, on such a hot day, have you become a hot dog?" The little bean sprouts were simply dizzy, and the taboo of taking yellow was mentioned.

"Bump!"

When Cheng Huang heard this, his mouth was half crooked, and he flew up and lifted the little bean sprouts out.

"Ouch, it's killing the baby!" Little bean sprouts screamed.

After Cheng Huang finished lifting the small bean sprouts, he was also so tired that he sat down on the ground, gasping for breath.

If it goes on like this, it's really going to turn into barbecue jerky.

"Little bean sprouts, quickly turn back into the main body, let us have a good time under the big tree." Chenghuang was so tired that he didn't even want to move a finger.

"Then when I'm hungry, second brother, can you turn into a hot dog and let me nibble on a few bites?" Small bean sprouts pop up, but also to color.

Chenghuang really doesn't have the strength now, otherwise, he has to teach the little bean sprouts a good lesson.

The guy with a big ghost has a mouth that is not ambiguous at all.

At this time, the space became more and more hot.

Looking up, the sky seemed to be on fire, and the heat wave even brought a burst of barbecue.

Dusk was approaching, the sky was getting darker, and the sun had set from the western sky and had taken refuge behind the mountains.

According to common sense, the weather should be cooler at this time, but the truth is the opposite, and a more burning sensation gradually rises to everyone's hearts.

"It's weird weather." This is the unanimous idea of everyone.

The world has been shaken and chaotic, and even the weather has become more eerie.

The little ghost couldn't move anymore, sitting on Qinghuo's shoulder, a pair of dark eyes looked left and right, as if he was looking for something.

"Look there!" The little ghost suddenly shouted, and dropped his little finger on the eastern sky.

All eyes were drawn to it.