The demon clan is in the world, with four demon domains, and the territory is vast.

Compared with the Great Sui, the entire territory is more than half larger.

The Southern Demon Domain is the most extensive territory among the four Demon Domains, the further south, the closer to the insurmountable "Inverted Hanging Sea Prohibition" in the north, the boundary between the demon race and the human race, there is a vast grassland.

Tenjin Highland.

The hunting day of the Great Sui will be held in the south of the Tianshen Plateau, the Red Mountain region is just a corner of this vast prairie, this huge grassland, spanning thousands of miles, the city of the demon clan is becoming more and more scarce in the south, replaced by the "nomadic race" who live independently from the four demon domains, in the northern territory of the Great Sui, under the city of the Great Wall, on the prairie, there are also such nomadic people, and ...... The identity is sensitive, and Zhongzhou Imperial City has always been reluctant to admit its identity.

They are not human.

But it's not a demon either.

They are burdened with the blood of the demon race, but they were born in human form, both the powerful physique of the demon race, and the natural wisdom of the human race, but they are heretics who are not accepted by the two races, and can only wander at the junction of the two worlds.

In order to live a better life.

They must be more "brutal" than the demon race, more "cunning" than humans, a cohesive force, when the environment is bad, they will choose to go north or south, to plunder resources, to feed themselves, in the buffer zone of the Celestial Plateau, has always been regarded as a tricky and difficult to remove "weeds".

On the hunting day of the royal family, the three divisions of the Great Sui guarded the radius of the Red Mountain, and the most strict vigilance was the collision and surprise attack of the "nomadic demon clan".

The Great Sui called them "Nomadic Demon Clan", while the North called them "Nomadic Demon Clan...... But in recent years, the half-demons have rarely launched raids and wars, and the war in the north has become more and more tense, and the two great worlds have fought, and the half-demons in the gap will bear the brunt of the impact, and it is said that these "leaders" are already seeking a position where they can stand on their feet.

The aura of the Celestial Plateau became abundant, and this steppe ushered in a heaven-like revival, and the nomads did not need to attack frequently, they twisted together in peace, gradually merging, and powerful.

Over the years, they have proven their "strength", and if the two worlds go to war, whether it is the demon race or the human race, they are willing to accept such a powerful enough "heretic" as a sharp sword to stab at each other.

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The wind swept away.

Horses' hooves trample on the snow, a dull echo, the warm winter sun rises on the horizon, the frozen soil on the grassland has dissolved, and everything is about to usher in a revival.

But the weather is still bitterly cold.

Tian Yu looked at the unknown man beside him who was moving forward with him against the strong wind with some confusion.

A few days ago, when his party was ordered to transport a batch of goods to the tent of a certain great surname, he met such a young man who was in tatters, quite embarrassed, and unconscious.

Saving such a burden, just took him on the road.

Useless.

Because it's a dumb one.

Tian Yu asked him where he came from and what his name was, he was at a loss, he didn't know anything, he couldn't say anything, his throat was buzzing, but he didn't make any sound, this strange man spent most of his time at the back of the team, parallel to himself who was responsible for the finish, but fortunately, there was no reckless action, otherwise he wouldn't have taken care of the face of the prophet.

This trip is extremely important, and there is no room for mistakes.

Tian Yu observed the strange man vigilantly, but found that the other party spent most of his time pondering...... This is really an enigmatic figure.

The Prophet gave him robes, and he then gave him liquor, goat's milk, and he took it, and whatever was given to him, he would not refuse.

The cargo resources in this line are already in short supply, and this man's appetite is still extraordinarily large, and he eats as much as he wants, like a bottomless pit that escapes from life.

Tian Yu looked at the man and frowned.

He spoke again.

"Hey...... What's your name?"

The wind and snow were cold, and there was a long howl.

The man lying on the horse's back lowered his eyebrows, and then a hoarse voice sounded in the wind.

Tian Yu was stunned.

He thought the other party was a mute.

Can even speak?

The sound was staccato and dissipated in the wind.

"Urle...... Forehead Figure. ”

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The old man gave himself a very special set of robes.

In the mouths of these nomads, it is called the robe of the Great Guard, which is a kind of robe with a large collar on the left side and a small right placket, with three or four inches of fingers on the sleeves and two or three inches longer than the top of the feet.

These people, dressed with a large collar on their heads, then tied their belts, tied in knots, and stretched their heads so that the body of the robe hung naturally between the shin and knees, and formed a pocket on the chest of the blouse.

When you go out, you can put your belongings such as wooden bowls, ghee boxes, and tsampa bags into the bag.

When you go to bed at night, you can take off your robe and cover your whole body.

The snow fox's felt hat was worn on the top of his head, and the wind and snow stirred the hair of his sideburns, Ning Yi learned this kind of outfit from the local customs, without coiled hair, just looking at his face, because he had been sleeping on the glacier plateau for three years, his face was a little pale, and his long hair was slightly feminine, the cultivators here were tall, probably because of the demon blood flowing in his body, compared to them, Ning Yi's body looked thin and weak.

The chessboard pieces of the Western Demon Domain, under the attack of the Netherworld Demon Lord, had a violent turmoil.

Originally, I wanted to cross the singularity, and it was best to reach the gray world, and then leave through the gray world.

The power of the demon monarch hit the spatial barrier at the last moment, causing the teleportation to deviate, and his consciousness was scattered in the fluctuations, but fortunately, with the protection of the "White Bone Plain", the soul was not dispersed.

Spatial teleportation, in fact, has quite strong requirements for physical fitness.

When the "Singularity" and "Teleportation Formation" are not so perfect, ancient monks with a high enough cultivation realm can still cross the void and reach a far place, and even more, they can perform a short-distance "shrinking the ground into inches" and constantly break through the void barrier with their physical bodies, so as to "migrate".

If Ning Yi hadn't reached the realm of the Destiny Star, then this "accident" might have cost him his life.

After breaking through that layer of realm, being hit by the power of the Demon Monarch in the air is actually not a big problem...... It's just that his luck is really unlucky, and when he fell, he encountered another "catastrophe" on the grassland.

It was an unexpected joy to be picked up and rescued by this "ranger" who met in Pingshui.

These natives of the Heavenly God Plateau speak a jerky and ancient dialect, Ning Yi was a little unaccustomed to it at first, the person with the highest status in this team was an old man with gray hair and a look of "old age", and it could be seen that the young people were very fond of this old man.

They called out to the old man...... Prophet.

It was the prophet who saved him, and Ning Yi vaguely remembered the scene at that time...... I was hit by "that thing", my bones were about to be broken, and I fell heavily on the frosty land of the steppe, and I lost consciousness, I don't know how long, until I was poured a large sip of strong liquor, and my lungs incited violent breathing.

When I opened my eyes, it was the face of the old man.

The prophet saved himself and gave him these clothes and food, but he never asked where he came from.

The old man was at the front of the line, a separate carriage, and two young and strong cultivators escorted him, he should have the strength of the Fifth Realm, and if he was placed on the grassland, he could stand alone.

And the young man named "Tian Yu" next to Ning Yi, the demon blood flowing in his body seems to be more special, and the realm is also the fifth realm, but if he activates the power in the bloodline, it should be stronger than the two guards, this young man has been escorting the convoy at the rear of the team, always keeping an eye on the surrounding environment, and encountering several fierce beast attacks in the middle, he was alert in advance and avoided danger.

In the past few days, Tian Yu has been guarding himself and censoring himself.

And Ning Yi ...... This team is also being reviewed.

He knew that this was the Heavenly God Plateau, that this team was about to give a gift to the largest surname of the grassland, and that these half-human, half-demon cultivators gathered together as if they were going to convene a grand gathering on the Heavenly God Plateau.

A large amount of information swirled in Ning Yi's mind.

After breaking through the realm, in the dark, Ning Yi seemed to be able to use the power of the "Destiny Scroll", even if the ancient book was not in his hand, he had been learning the ancient language of the grassland for the past few days, and he had been able to understand and talk to people, but he still remained silent.

He learned a lot from the conversations he had in these mouths.

But...... He received a more important message from the "Lionheart King Crystal" in the Divine Pool.

Urle-Etu.

When encountering "that thing", the sleeping crystallization of the Lionheart King had a strange riot, and the voice of the "tyrant" sounded in his head, and when Ning Yi closed his eyes, he saw such a picture.

Lengthy scorching tides spread across the steppe.

Pitch-black iron armor skimmed.

The tide surrounded a man in a robe covering mask, who sat on horseback and raised his iron sword aloft.

Where the sword is pointed, it is invincible.

A voice rang in my head.

"Urle...... Forehead Figure. ”

Ning Yi was puzzled by the meaning of these five words.

He has been walking in the wind and snow, thinking hard for the past few days...... Until this moment, the Lionheart King crystal in the divine pool trembled, and this majestic voice sounded in his head again.

Ning Yi raised his head, his expression becoming solemn and pale.

When this voice sounded in his head, the earth began to tremble, and the distant sky was full of flying clouds, and the light of the great sun was gradually obscured.

Tian Yu pondered this extremely familiar word, and for a moment he couldn't remember the meaning of it, until the horse under his crotch let out an uneasy restlessness and beat the ground with his four hooves, and he raised his head and looked ahead.

The snow became dry and rapid.

Most of their companions are unaware of the mutation.

Tian Yu turned his head suddenly, this strange man was the first to notice......

Right now.

Ning Yi's voice muttered.

"That thing...... Not again. ”