401. Chapter 402: Purple Sycamore Soul Array

"Southern Xinjiang tribes, now my beast clan has captured the human race Bianyun City and won a complete victory to catch up here, originally this is the boundary set by your southern Xinjiang tribe and the human race, my beast clan does not comply, because our two sides have always been well water does not violate the river water, so stop here and do not enter your southern Xinjiang boundary half a step, I hope that in the future, my beast clan occupies the area of Bianyun City, I can't see your southern Xinjiang figure!

"Hahaha! It can be seen that the beast king has given me enough face in southern Xinjiang today, and we are not ignorant of elevation, everyone will be able to live next to each other in the future, and I will never take the initiative to invade the territory! “

Seeing that the southern Xinjiang side came forward, it was a dwarf man who was less than one meter tall, and he opened his mouth with an official tone, which was also useful in the ears of the beast clan.

"I'm Khan, why is that man so short? But the voice is quite old! Feng Jiuge looked at Yue Tong with puzzled eyes, and counted it as a god-level being.

"There are many races in southern Xinjiang that you have never heard of, this leader is obviously a dwarf, I haven't seen it before, I think there should be a specific race of short stature! Don't look at his small body, it is estimated that he is far more powerful than other races in battle, you can guess by looking at the hammer in his hand! ”

Not long after the confrontation between the two sides, the Warcraft army retreated first, and the dark clouds of black pressure took away the haze in the hearts of hundreds of thousands of people of the human race, but also swept away the homeland and territory on which they lived, where should they go next? They didn't know, and their eager eyes swept towards the team in southern Xinjiang.

Seeing that the Wind City Lord on Yinpeng's back suddenly came to the dwarf leader's side, and whispered to him for a long time, not knowing what he was saying.

Feng Jiuge's beautiful eyes looked over there, and he couldn't help frowning: "Why do I always think that the person surnamed Feng is not so kind!" Isn't it some kind of conspiracy? “

Long Zhantian's face was much more dignified, after all, he was a member of the Terran royal family, and he was one of the controllers of this endless vast territory, and he was more anxious than others when he saw his subjects in the depths of fire and water!

"As far as I know, there has never been friendly exchanges between southern Xinjiang and the human race, and the other party will never agree to take in these hundreds of thousands of people lightly, unless ......"

Long Zhantian didn't say anything, it was at this moment that the bright-winged Yinpeng at the boundary line moved, and the Wind City Lord had returned to Yinpeng's back at some point, followed by seven or eight equally huge black-feathered monster birds, each with a few Southern Xinjiang clansmen wearing cloaks standing on their backs, slowly surging towards more than 100,000 people.

"Don't panic, everyone, the lord of Southern Xinjiang has already agreed to take in the people of Cloud City on my side, and everyone needs to cooperate with the condensation teleportation array before they can enter the hinterland of Southern Xinjiang smoothly."

As soon as the Wind City Lord's voice fell, various voices immediately surged below, and many of the Terran cultivators frowned when they heard this, but they still couldn't believe it completely, but the vast majority of ordinary people naturally didn't have to say anything, even if they didn't agree, they had no other choice at all! Behind are demonic beasts that eat people and don't spit out bones, and the hinterland of southern Xinjiang in front is even more difficult, believing that the Wind City Lord is their only way out!

"Let's see what tricks they are doing, if this is really a trap, it must be a deliberate bureau of the surname Feng, then there must be a more powerful backstage behind him, let's wait and see what happens!"

Feng Jiuge's beautiful eyes were incomparably sparkling and kept monitoring the other party's movements, and tightened the little guy's thick little hand. The old man's little grandson looked very frightened, after all, the child was only six years old, and it was very pitiful that his family had been ruined in just a few days.

Soon, hundreds of thousands of people were blocked in all directions by a big black feather bird, surrounded by a very strange special pattern, and then the black-cloaked wizards on all sides began to move, and under the cloak that was originally empty and could not see their faces clearly, suddenly two incomparably transparent green glows appeared, spraying straight to the front of their respective directions, condensing into a huge and dazzling dark green aura in the center of everyone's heads.

After seeing this aura condense out, it swelled more and more under the joint urging of the mana of all the wizards, and finally it was so big that it enveloped everyone. Feng Jiu Ge and the three of them felt a very strange spatial teleportation force rolling out, as if using powerful spiritual power as a medium to perform teleportation methods.

"What a weird spell! can transmit so many people at one time, it seems that the power of the alien race in southern Xinjiang really lives up to its reputation! What a spiritual foundation it takes! “

Feng Jiu Ge smacked his lips at the teleportation circle that was about to open above, but heard the chuckle of Yue Tong beside him: "This is not according to the way we imagined, simply using spiritual power to move space, it is only suitable for space movement within a very small range when the two sides are fighting in close combat." A teleportation method like theirs must have used some immortal secret methods! “

As soon as Yue Tong's voice fell, Feng Jiu Ge suddenly felt that his consciousness was a little uncontrollably blurred, not only her, but also the ordinary people around her reacted even more strongly!

"The magic circle is about to be opened, block the spiritual sense!" Yue Tong reminded Feng Jiu Ge and the others of a word, and then they heard a violent vibration sound that suddenly erupted in the sky, and everyone's eyes were dark, as if they had come to another new world, and their thoughts had also traveled to a new space.

When I regained consciousness, the scene around me had changed drastically.

"This, where is this? How do you feel like you've come to a primeval forest?? “

One after another, some people came to their senses, only to find that more than 100,000 people were now in an unimaginably huge pit, and the edges around the pit were surrounded by black rocks several meters high.

Feng Jiuge and the three of them were taken aback! This kind of tree is no stranger to them, it is the purple plane tree species that they saw at the Phoenix True God Ruins before! It's just that the purple sycamore here in southern Xinjiang is much smaller than the one on the other side of the ruins. Feng Jiu Ge almost subconsciously thought of the mysterious egg in the storage space, could it have some relationship with this place?

"It seems that we have fallen into the trap of those demons in southern Xinjiang!" Yue Tong had an ominous premonition, frowning and staring at the surrounding giant trees arranged in a certain pattern.

"Why do I think it's always eerie here? Could it be that these purple sycamores also contain a sinister aura underneath? “

"Nope! This is not the source of yin qi at all, this is the resentment of the undead spirit gathered together! “

"What??"

Feng Jiu Ge and Long Zhan Tian both looked at each other with puzzled expressions.

"I've also heard Qingfeng mention it occasionally, I don't know what the specific thing is, the last time we were separated, Qingfeng was injured, and I felt the presence of this strange aura in his body, as for the other Qingfeng, he didn't mention it to me."

"Could it be that there are too many dead people, and the resentment caused by the accumulation of corpses for a long time?" Feng Jiu Ge guessed very boldly, but this idea sounded quite reliable.

Suddenly, more and more people who came to their senses felt panic from the heart, this was clearly an extremely beautiful place, but every breath was mixed with a hellish cold temperature.

"Where is this? Why hasn't anyone come to pick us up yet? “

"Damn, hurry up and let Lao Tzu out, I'm leaving Southern Xinjiang!"

………

The mountain rain was about to come, and the wind was full of buildings, and the calm only lasted for a short time, and the crowd began to be restless, Feng Jiu Ge and the three of them pulled the little guy to hide in the edge area, and clearly saw that some cultivators who knew magic rose into the air one after another, wanting to leave this eerie and terrifying place first.

Soon, however, more than a dozen beautiful purple sycamores responded to them with the punishment of death! As soon as the tiny human cultivator soared to a certain height, he saw more than a dozen dark purple streamers flying out of the surroundings one after another, instantly piercing through the cultivator's body, and before he could even let out a terrible roar, this person was directly refined into flying ashes.

What's even weirder is that this hasn't been played yet! Seeing that the moment this person's physical body completely dissipated, a light blue gas-like substance emerged, which was still in a misty air mass state at the beginning, and under the guidance of the surrounding purple light spiritual power one after another, it quickly became a materialized humanoid state!

"Oh my God! What is that?? Is it the soul?? “

The crowd was once again boiling with astonishment, and everyone looked up in amazement as this qiē happened. Finally, under the guidance of the purple light, the humanoid blue aura traveled in the void and struggled for a long time, and finally was completely broken down into more than a dozen parts, flying into the bodies of the respective plane trees corresponding to the purple light.

Feng Jiu Ge and the three of them all stared at each other with wide eyes, and their minds suddenly fell into an extremely messy thought.

Could it be that the process of covering up these purple sycamores just now is similar to the purple tree at the Phoenix True God Ruins? Will there be a big egg in these small trees similar to the one the three of them got? Is the purpose of this arrangement to refine the souls of the people?

All the questions came to Feng Jiuge's mind at this moment, and at the same time, she was also thinking about how to bring these hundreds of thousands of people away from this place of death! The only thing that can be determined at the moment is that the person surnamed Feng is really not a good person, and he has sold the lives of so many innocent people!

Soon, the crowd escalated again, cries and howls from all directions filled the not very spacious space, a pair of wide-eyed faces crying about their inner struggles, and the extreme desire of the human race for life also burst out at this moment.

Not long after, the dwarven leader of Southern Xinjiang appeared above everyone's heads, accompanied by a dozen strange wizards in cloaks.

"Hello human friends! Welcome to the most mysterious and ancient gates of hell in southern Xinjiang! This is really the best cemetery for you! Wail and wail, my people, no one knows how long you have to live, maybe a day, maybe ten, maybe longer! But rest assured, you are undoubtedly lucky compared to the humans who were devoured by the beasts before, because you do not feel any pain! “

The dwarven leader seemed to be enjoying the scene, and the countless Holy Spirits trembling and wailing under his feet, crying and roaring heartbreakingly, did not stop struggling until the moment when he finally died!

"Why are you doing this? What about the Cloud City Lord? Ask him to come and see us!! What the hell is going on with this qiē?? Even if we die, we will die to understand!! ”

Seeing that a deep voice sounded from the other side of the stone pit, it was a cultivator's unwilling angry shout.

"Well, since humans have given us such a great gift, I might as well let you die to understand! In fact, this qiē was all discussed with me by your beloved Cloud City Lord! Oh no, to be precise, he came to beg me to bring you here, because sacrificing the lives of more than 100,000 of you can be exchanged for the appreciation of the Queen of the Underworld, and he can also establish a good cooperative relationship with the beasts, this is his purpose! “

As soon as the words fell, the roaring and angry curses in the pit raged again. Feng Jiu Ge and the others were secretly and calmly observing the changes of the dozen or so purple sycamores on the periphery. The three of them found that the deeper the grievances on the part of the people, the stronger the purple light spiritual power condensed by the purple sycamore, until the light points gathered above were thick to a certain extent, and a few ruining lights would be lowered irregularly, and the people who were hit by the pillars of light would be instantly scorched into ashes, and their souls would be sucked back into the tree as before.