The two were already not harmonious, and at the moment they were at a stalemate because of the burial. Shen Ling, He Yu and others are not from the Savage Ya tribe, this is the internal affairs of the Savage Ya, involving the creed of the ancestors, even if they have the heart, it is not good to interject more.

Only Elder Utu still had some kinship with Savage Ya, and seeing that the situation was not good, he hurriedly interjected: "Don't argue with the two of you, has Young Master Xun forgotten what he told me that day?"

Xun suddenly sighed, "I'm really confused, what are I doing to argue with you!"

Samchen said: "What words?"

Xun glanced at him coldly, "Uncle Dad has been out of exile for a long time, I'm afraid I've forgotten all the savages, right?" Uncle Dad doesn't know, since the catastrophe five hundred years ago, the Seventy-Two Tower Mound has become a forbidden land?"

Everyone was puzzled, and it was only after Elder Utu and Xun had a long chat that day that they learned what was going on. The seventy-two towers were originally the ancestral tombs of Qingying, but after Qingying disappeared overnight five hundred years ago, many thorn walls were strangely born in those towers. If you want to enter the tower to find the secret, only by changing your eyes for your eyes and sacrificing your eyes with your eyes can you temporarily retreat from thorns.

Everyone didn't understand the metaphor of his words for a while, and Shenchen chuckled lightly and said, "Isn't it just some poisonous flowers and poisonous weeds?

Xun sneered, "Uncle Daddy's ability is monstrous, so let's go and pull it out by myself." ”

Listening to Xun say this, he knew that those thorns must not be simple, otherwise it would not be worth taking them out and talking about them alone. Suddenly, she thought that there were also many black thorns on the white laurel tree in the Sleeping Valley, and Hao Yuanjun died here, and she didn't know if there was a connection with the thorns of the seventy-two towers.

At this moment, a small guy suddenly ran over and shouted, "...... Master, it's not good, a demon has led a lot of horses from the back mountain to break into the pass, and now he is about to attack the seventy-two towers!"

The immortals were shocked, and Xun and Shenchen and the others looked like the sky was falling, and they didn't have time to say a word before they pulled out their feet and ran to the back mountain.

He Yu beat the drum in his heart, and looked at Shen Ling, the demon of the snow-capped mountain...... Anything else is fine, but if you come to the door, it will be tricky.

Sure enough, I saw that the two siblings of Phi Fu and Phi Mu were in front of a thorn, and there was a trembling child kneeling next to him - it was Rong Xiao Ge Qi. The dense black thorns have been connected into a sea of fire, and the heat wave is rolling, and the dust is about to burn the sacred tower mound of the savages.

Followed by a string of immortals, trembling, Ziwei Xingjun, Huamao Gate Chief and others were impressively listed, and they were the people who were held hostage by him to come to Snow Mountain at the beginning. The avalanche in the snowless dry valley caused everyone to be separated, and at this moment they were all caught back by the whisk?

The savage Ya people were destroyed by the tower mound, and they were all angry, and they were about to pounce and fight for a while. Shen Ling dragged Xun back and said coldly: "If you want to live, just stand back." ”

The rest of Elder Utu and the others also knew how powerful they were, and they were ready to fight, not daring to act rashly. Xun, Senchen and the others were all red-eyed, such a blazing fire, I am afraid that in a moment, the holy land of the ancestors will turn into a pile of scorched earth.

I saw that the shawl slowly descended from the sky, still carrying his unique madness, "You didn't say goodbye that day, and you tossed and turned for several days, don't come unharmed?"

Shen Xuan pulled out the jade chan on his waist and put it to his mouth, "Put out the fire." ”

Phi Fu laughed and said, "There is no ceremony, you think I will be afraid of your flute?"

A hint of gloom slipped through Shen Ling's eyes, and then he said unclearly, "Ruining this place, he will find you trouble." ”

Phi Fu did not shy away from meeting his gaze and said firmly: "He won't." Then he pointed to Rong Xiao Geqi beside him, "Oh, by the way, do you know who this child is?"

At this time, Rong Xiao Ge Qi was hung in the air by the collar, his face was full of tears, and he wanted to shout loudly but didn't dare. He Yu really couldn't see a child suffering from this, and said angrily: "What a dangerous king, he actually bullies a child here, and he is not afraid of the shame of the world when it spreads!"

Shen Ling looked at Rong Xiao Ge Qi for a long time, and raised his eyes coldly: "Who is he?"

"Hahaha-" Phi Fu threw Rong Xiao Ge Qi to the Phi Mu behind him, looking proud, "I didn't expect you to have a time when you can't calculate! You don't want to think about it, how can such an ordinary hairy boy lead the millions of people in Yuchuan?" He bowed his head and said to Rong Xiao Ge Qi, "Doll, tell me yourself, who is your father, and who is your mother?"

His two slippery fingers rested on Rong Xiao Ge Qi's face, as if he might kill the killer at any time. Rong Xiao Geqi's lips faded a layer of skin, and there was no blood on his face, and he cried: "I...... I don't know who my father is, my mother, my mother...... It's a beast girl, and she's long dead......" He collapsed on the ground, his hands trembling and shaking.

He Yu suddenly remembered the rumor that His Majesty had left a son in the world, it would not be so coincidental, Rong Xiao Geqi is this child, right? I think that this child can be the king and hegemon in Yuchuan at a young age, and he is sleek and sleek, and it is because of this life experience.

At this time, Rong Xiao Ge Qi burst into tears, and wiped his sleeves to wipe his nose, just to wash away the sludge on his face. Rong Xiao Geqi's handsome little face was revealed, both bone and skin, it was the same as when the Emperor was young, but unfortunately he had not looked at it in detail before.

All the immortals present looked at each other, shocked and frightened, seeing that what Phi Fu said was true, but who would have expected that the sloppy and dirty little beggar in the past would become the supreme young emperor of the Six Realms?

Phi Fu stood up and said with a wicked smile: "You are all subjects of the Emperor of Heaven, and now that you see the Young Emperor, don't you kneel down and salute?"

Shen Ling was the first to come back from the shock, put down the jade pot in his hand, and shouted: "Don't!"

Wearing the palm wind, he didn't let it go at all, and said gloomily: "Anyway, I will destroy the seventy-two towers today, and by the way, there is nothing wrong with pulling your young emperor to be a funeral." ”

He Fei knows the viciousness of Phi Fu, and at this moment Rong Xiao Ge Qi fell under his hands, if Phi Fu really intended to kill him, the child would have no chance of life. At the moment, there is a glimmer of hope only if you are surprised. Her mind was racing, and she suddenly saw that the thorn wall was dark, and the demonic fire that was destroying the world was extinguished.

How sharp those eagle-like eyes were, he immediately noticed that Heyu's expression was wrong, and he couldn't help but be dumbfounded when he turned his head.

All the immortals were concerned about the safety of the new young emperor, and at this time they also noticed the changes on the thorn wall. This matter is really evil, the demonic fire that is draped has the power of hell, and even people's souls can be shattered, how can it not burn this swarthy thorn?

In the past, I had heard of the strange grass in the snow-capped mountains, but I never thought that these strange black thorns could withstand the extreme heat, and the immortals could not even smell a trace of burnt smell.

Xun Deng knelt on his knees and wept wildly, believing that this was the manifestation of his ancestors and protecting the seventy-two towers from destruction. Samchen's eyes were full of gloom, as if something terrible was about to come.

Those thorns were even more black and shiny after being tempered by the demonic fire, and the gaps between the vines expanded slightly, and the center was loose, but they were still twisted and crossed, and from a distance, they looked like a human face.

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