He couldn't help but look at the young man a few more times, only to see that the young man's clothes had many patches, obviously he had been wearing them for a long time, which was very different from the black witch people he saw on the streets of Qilitong just now.

When the general thought of the word orphan, he was stunned for a moment, but after only a while, the young man turned around and walked away after smiling at him, looking at his back, but there was no sadness and depression, but he was quite happy.

The general looked at the young man's back and gradually moved away, suddenly there was an inexplicable boredom in his heart, sighed softly, turned into the house, and closed the door with a bang.

As the day sank in the west, the sky gradually darkened, and the lights were lit up one by one in the many houses of the Black Witch Clan in Qilitong.

The dim light that came out of the windows flickered in the darkness, flickering and flickering, like silent eyes in the night.

Every family, under every lamp, has their own mood and life!

The general stood at the window, looking out at the dark witch dwelling in the distance, silent.

The night wind gradually blew, and from time to time there was the cheerful laughter of the Black Witch people in the distance of Qilitong, and occasionally there were dogs barking from nowhere, but these sounds coming with the wind only highlighted the peace in this land.

Maybe these ordinary Black Witch people, they are happier than those cultivators.

The general slowly closed the window and turned around, cutting himself off from the world outside the house.

He turned his head and was stunned, Yamamoto Mingyue, who was still sleeping quietly a moment ago, sat up at some point, leaned against the wall next to the bed, and looked at him silently.

The general glanced at her and said, "Are you awake?"

Yamamoto Mingyue smiled, gently rubbed his forehead with his hand, and said, "Do you have tea, pour me a cup!" ”

The general walked to the table, poured a glass of water, handed it to her, and said, "Where is the tea here of the Black Witch Clan, you can drink some water!"

Yamamoto Mingyue nodded, took the cup, took a few sips, his spirit seemed to be shocked, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and then glanced at the general, and said, "Are you blaming me in your heart?"

The general smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have known that the great wizard of the Black Witch Clan might be able to save Ling'er, forget it, let's just go see him again tomorrow." ”

Yamamoto Mingyue nodded and said, "I'm not very awake after I wake up, have you seen the great wizard of the Black Witch Clan?"

The general nodded and said: "I have seen it, and he also admits that he does know how to restore the soul, but he must ask me where I came from, and find out how we know this secret, before he agrees." As he spoke, he couldn't help but feel a little worried in his heart, whether the identity of the zombie king was willing to be revealed, and he didn't know the bottom of Yamamoto's reaction.

Yamamoto Mingyue was silent for a moment, and said lightly: "After dawn tomorrow, I will go with you to see him!"

The general nodded, and was about to say something more, but Yamamoto Mingyue suddenly laughed and shook his head silently.

Yamamoto Mingyue stretched out his hand, touched the little gray head, and his eyes unexpectedly fell on the third eye in the middle of the little gray forehead, pondered for a moment, raised his head and said to the general: "There is one thing, I have thought about it for a long time, it is your third spirit eye......"

Before the words fell, suddenly a huge roar like a dog barking suddenly erupted in the sky outside their house and above Qili Mountain. The rehinged cheeked robin looks like a hoof> and earth. Embedded, Su Badger Blade, Song Zheng, Hanging Book, Song Customs

Both of them were startled, and the general walked quickly to the door, pulled the door open, and walked out.

This loud sound reverberated in the Qilitong Valley, and there were endless echoes from far and near. At this moment, all the Black Witch Clansmen in Qili Pass were startled by this loud voice, and the original peace was instantly broken.

The general only saw countless Black Witch people rushing out of the house, looking from afar, there were frightened looks on their faces, and many people kept shouting the same sentence, but he didn't understand what it meant.

The footsteps behind him sounded, and Yamamoto Mingyue also walked out, standing beside him, looking at the group of panicked Black Witch Clansmen in the distance, listening to the words of the Black Witch Clan's non-stop shouting, gradually frowned, and said in a low voice: "Something may have happened." ”

The general also saw that something was wrong, and said, "What's the matter, what are those black witch people talking about?"

Yamamoto Mingyue's face was solemn, and he said: "That loud voice just now was an alarm from the stone carving of the beast god enshrined by the Black Witch Clan, if it weren't for the danger of the extinction of the dead race, this beast god would never make such a sound." As far as I know, for thousands of years, the beast gods of the Black Witch people have only issued one warning. ”

The general was irritable for a while, at this moment, Ling'er's hope for life and death was pinned on the mysterious wizard in the altar of the Black Witch Clan, but at this moment, such a strange thing happened. Just as he wanted to say something and ask Yamamoto Mingyue clearly, the originally quiet night sky of Qilitong began to change dramatically.

In the night sky, which was originally shining with starlight, thick dark clouds suddenly began to gather, covering all the stars in the sky one by one. The layers of dark clouds swarmed from all directions, and the wind and clouds were changing and extremely strange.

The small people standing on the ground couldn't help but let out a cry of horror, and countless people began to run around, and then more people began to bow down to the peak where the altar of the Black Witch was located.

Under the heavy black clouds, this land that was originally full of joy was desolate.

The general frowned and said in a low voice: "There is a cultivator who is here." ”

Yamamoto Mingyue was beside him, looking at the sky, and said, "Where are the people, do you know?"

The general shook his head slowly, and said: "Judging from this manipulating the wind and clouds, it is very strange, not like the righteous path of Middle Earth, and it is also very different from the Demon Sect. ”

The corners of Yamamoto Mingyue's mouth moved, and a strange look passed over his face, as if he had thought of something, but somehow, he still didn't say it.

At this moment, as the black clouds became lower and lower, the Black Witch people in Qili Pass seemed to be more and more difficult to breathe, and everyone was horrified, and the image of chaos was even more obvious. At this moment of chaos, a figure suddenly jumped out of the Black Witch Clan, and the general looked at it from a distance, it was the Dark Witch Clan's patriarch Tu Ma Gu.

I saw Tu Ma Gu roaring loudly at the Black Witch Clan, waving his arm vigorously, and gradually the Black Witch Clansmen calmed down a little, under the order of Tu Ma Gu, the women, girls and children began to run towards a mountain peak in the distance, leaving behind all the men in their prime, many of them holding blades, obviously the Black Witch Clansmen also knew that the matter was critical, and they were ready to fight to the death.

In the chaos, Tu Ma Gu glanced at the end of the riverbank, saw that the two generals and ministers were standing outside the door, stunned for a moment, then nodded and signaled, and turned his attention to the command clansmen again.

The black clouds are getting lower, and the face of Yamamoto Mingyue is also cloudy. Suddenly, she whispered to the generals: "With this unfathomable cultivator here, I'm afraid that the Black Witch Clan is not an opponent, do you want to help them?"

The general was silent for a moment, nodded, and said, "Since Ling'er depends on them......"

Before he finished speaking, suddenly there was a strange loud noise in the black clouds in the sky, like thunder, like a beast's roar, and in an instant, the black clouds were like being burned, shining brightly, and there was blazing golden light everywhere in the clouds.

A moment later, in the rumbling sound of the deep clouds, a huge fireball fell from the sky, with a raging flame, but in the very center, it was like a partridge and a partridge ∈. Xi sodium sui?? 饣鹎蛳逯?Servant Pan Wei Pregnant Pole Ling?Gong Bad Group Tan Mane Jia Shi Yun?? Panic bottle cover?? It is scarce ÷ the grain

In the loud noise, countless severed arms and stumps flew out with the burning flames, miserable to see, and wailed in all directions.

The general's face changed, but the man in the black cloud said that he would do it, and he was about to get up and fly up to help the black witch clansmen, but he only felt that the placket behind his back suddenly tightened, but it was Yamamoto Mingyue who grabbed him.

The general was strange in his heart, and looked at her, Yamamoto Mingyue glanced into the distance, and said, "Don't worry, look there." ”

The general followed her gaze, and saw that Yamamoto Mingyue was looking at the altar of the Black Witch Clansman halfway up the mountain, on the platform of the mountain, where it was illuminated by the blazing flames, a thin figure stood tall, looking up at the sky. Although it was too far away to see the person's appearance clearly, from that figure, the general was the first to recognize in his heart, it was the mysterious great wizard in the altar of the Black Witch Clan.

He stopped, staring at the old figure in the mountains.

The flame clouds in the sky burned more and more, dyeing the entire night sky red, like the image of the end of the world, the heaven and the earth were destroyed, in this southern frontier, the raging stage.

There was a loud bang, the night wind was blazing, and suddenly there was an exclamation, and behind the Black Witch warriors, the sound of killing was loud.

The people of the Black Witch Clan were disgraced, and the face of the Tu Ma Gu changed greatly, Qili Tong is easy to defend and difficult to attack, there is only one mountain road leading to the outside of the mountain, the Black Witch Clan has always been heavily garrisoned, at this moment someone has unknowingly attacked in, is it ......

Is tonight really the day of the extinction of the Black Witch Clan?

It's just that the Black Witch Clan has dominated Southern Xinjiang for 200 years, and as the patriarch, Tu Ma Gu, as the patriarch, can still calm his mind under the panic, shout, and rush behind him first, and after a while, the Black Witch Clan warriors followed.

The night was like blood, and the cold light of countless blades lit up one after another in an instant, streaking through the air, splashing bright red blood.

The flames burned, the heavens and the earth cracked, and the group of devil-like warriors, with hideous bear head tattoos on their chests, rushed out of the darkness with a roar. His eyes were full of fanaticism, full of bloodlust, and he was alone, tall and incomparably tall, with his naked upper body scarred, armed with a huge stone axe, fighting in all directions, and everywhere he passed, blood flowed all over the ground, and wails everywhere he went.

The warriors of the Black Witch tribe were known for their bravery, but firstly, tonight the incident happened suddenly, and the beast god barked at the sky, which was a great omen of a thousand years, and the people of the Black Witch tribe were in turmoil and frightened;

Tu Ma Gu's eyes seemed to be about to erupt with fire, and at this moment he had seen the appearance of the enemy clearly, and shouted: "Li clan!"

The patriarch of the Nali tribe raised his axe and hacked a black witch warrior to death, and looked here with a cruel smile, "Black witch dogs, two hundred years of hatred, today I will ask you to repay them all!"

The voice fell, as if the phenol was noisy and the pan was curtain, and the curtain was full of the curtain. Pan Lan "Chase the Counsel of the Sorrowful Xi" Wonder the Mane of the Beard of the Arm of the Armor.

At this critical juncture, suddenly in the valley, a low and mysterious voice sounded, like a whisper, like a ghost, echoing and entwining every inch of Qilitong.

The warriors of the Black Witch Clan were instantly overjoyed, and their spirits were shocked, on the other hand, on the side of the Li Clan, from the patriarch down, there was a look of panic on their faces.