The rare drought that swept thousands of miles in the western border of the bleak Gobi was not without warning when it first arrived, and the range of activity of the Xun tribe was about a hundred miles near the village, and this generation was too barren, only some of the lowest demon beasts survived, and even the pigs and wolves as combat units rarely entered this area.

But just nearly two months ago, a generation of pigs and wolves began to migrate from the farther east to the Huangnihe River, at first they were just lone pigs and wolves, and then a large number of pigs and wolves entered the territory of the Turbidity Clan, and the experienced hunters of the tribe concluded after observation that these pigs and wolves were not driven away by more powerful demon beasts, but migrated westward in search of water.

As if it had a will of its own, this drought spread outward from one source and has been shifting.

Before dusk, the wind was silent.

In the withered grass on the right bank of the Huangni River, there sat a white-haired old man on his knees, dressed in animal skins, his face was pale and full of old folds, like a piece of cracked dough, bursting up a layer of old skin, and on his neck hung several strings of yellowed bone rosaries, all made of human finger bones, and what was even more strange was that there were two big toads about a foot long hanging on his body, with a yellow-green back, and a white belly full of red spots, and his legs were hung with two hemp ropes, and he was carried on his shoulders like a cloth jacket, and from time to time he made a dull bellows-like cry.

At this time, the old man was holding a human skin drum in one hand and a bone hammer in the other, and he was beating slowly and unhurriedly, and there were words in his mouth, this white-haired old man was full of evil spirits, just sitting there cross-legged, and he could feel the eerie cold wind from a few feet away, and he didn't look like a good person.

In the withered grass around him, a pair of dark green glowing eyes were staring at him, as if looking for a flaw to rush up, tearing him apart and turning him into his own dinner, the old man opened his eyes and looked at the sky, the sun was setting, and the hot barren grass was finally a little cooler.

"It's time for dinner!"

Knock~knock~knock~

He lightly tapped the human skin drum three times, and the wild grass moved, and out came a large pig wolf, with a scar on his face and a blind eye, which seemed to be the leader of this group of pig wolves.

"Come, come, come, the old man will give you a creation!" The old man's voice seemed to have an irresistible magic, even the fierce and bloodthirsty leader of the pig and wolf could not resist, only to see the large beast walk up to him, and with two front paws bent, he knelt down and let out a low humming sound.

At this moment, the white-haired old man's eyes instantly became scarlet as blood, opened his mouth to reveal a mouthful of sharp teeth, pounced on the pig wolf's neck, buried his head and gnawed down, lying on the pig wolf's neck like a blood-sucking leech, sucking the blood of the pig wolf with his cheeks, and sucking the pig wolf's blood in a moment's effort.

The old man licked his blood-stained lips, there were still bright red blood stains between his teeth, and he grinned, "Inferior beast, the taste is too fishy, and it is still a young and beautiful little girl sweet and juicy!"

His withered old hand grabbed the corpse of the leader of the pig and wolf and threw it into the grass behind, and those who had been hungry for a long time swarmed up and ate the corpse, because of the scramble let out a howl, the old man sighed and said, "The old man knows that you can't wait, and then bear with it, soon, after tonight, the old man will be done, and then you can eat whatever you want in the village, but before that, you all give the old man a little restraint." ”

"Oops......" he sighed, "Who would have thought that in this broken village in the wilderness, there is a first-class person with a nine-trick glass heart, who is simply the best furnace for refining the devil, it should be my Xie Zhong to gain power, with this devil, hum, who can be the opponent of the old man in the wilderness, Ruo Biao and Si Hong, the two fools, can only follow me and eat fart!"

This white-haired old man is a long-established old demon in the desolate Gobi, with a great reputation, nicknamed 'Vampire White-haired', ruthless, practicing a vicious and cruel spell power, the power he uses is not the power of the ancestral spirit, but to summon the evil spirits in the wilderness, possess himself, in exchange for the powerful power of the evil demons.

There are countless strong people who died in his hands, even the ordinary legendary ancestral spirit warriors are not his opponents, and they stirred up the Ghost Ancient Plains with their own strength, and in the end, it was the Ghost Fang Clan who invited a strong man with the surname Ancestor from the sect master clan Ji Clan to protect him, and he was driven out of the Ghost Ancient Plains.

Since then, this person has disappeared, some say that he was seriously injured and died in the wilderness by the strong men of the Ji family, and others say that he took refuge in the wilderness raiders and became their 'Great Nian Master'.

This time appeared near the Turbidity tribe was actually an accident, he was originally chasing a gold-level beast here, and accidentally found that there was a girl with a nine-trick glass heart in the Turbidity tribe, so he had evil intentions, and secretly cast a spell on the girl to plant a demon, and he hid in the shadows day and night chanting spells and casting spells, only to wait for the devil to completely swallow the girl's nine-trick glass heart, which is the time of success.

He sat down in the dry grass, picked up the human skin drum and continued to beat the drum and chant the mantra, as if he had seen his success and the moment of shock in Kyushu.

After dusk, the wind suddenly blows.

On the opposite side of the dry Yellow Ni River, on the sheep intestine path between the barren grass, a group of people walked.

"It's here ahead, that village is our tribe!" the brute dragon wiped the sweat from his forehead, his eyes full of urgency, "I don't know what the is going on with the child!"

Lao Mo frowned, "I'm a little worried about the girl Aragaki, who is so sick and caught up with natural disasters, I don't know if I can survive these days......"

Ghost Fang Su looked at the camp enclosed with wooden stakes, a little surprised and admired, "I used to think that people without the protection of the ancestral spirit went to the wilderness, either horizontally or vertically, both horizontally and vertically, I really didn't expect you to be able to build a stockade in a place where this kind of bird doesn't, admire, really admire." ”

The brute dragon scratched his head embarrassedly, "The Turbidity tribe has been established for a long time, and the current clansmen are all descendants of the original group of people, and there are also some people who have been driven into the wilderness who have inadvertently come here and are taken in by us, although they are all disgusted by the ancestral spirits, but everyone is a very good person!"

Jiang Heng smiled, "Life is far more tenacious than you think!"

At this time, there was a roar of a beast in the grass in the distance, and the Pure Fire Jin Jingyu seemed to feel something, his breathing became rapid, and two white flames erupted from his nostrils, and the snow-white hard hairs on his body exploded.

"What's the sound, is there some monster over there?" Ghost Fang Su said alertly.

Taihao Duo also frowned and followed the prestige, Jiang Heng glanced at it, and smiled with disdain and contempt, "A group of beasts are doing demons, don't worry, they will send them to the door themselves!"

The Pure Fire Jin Jingyu was still looking at it with hostility, Taihao Duo patted it, and the ape immediately restrained his ferocity and obediently followed behind everyone.

There were still a few hundred meters away from the gate of the village, and the two pigs began to shout, and they also relied on his big shoulders and round waist, and his voice was loud, and the half-sized son who was on the arrow tower saw everyone from a distance, and immediately reported to the tribal elders.

"Are you sure it's them?" the elder deer elder was very cautious, anything could happen in the wilderness, the evil demons dressed in the skin of their relatives and pretending to be the deities, and the terrifying stories of blood in the dark were not all rumors.

"It's them!" the young man was very sure, "The two pigs' broken gong throat can't be imitated by ordinary demons, and they also have a lot of people, I don't know if they are the apprentices of the Wilderness Prophet!"

The elder raised an eyebrow, "The Wilderness Prophet is here?"

"Yes!"

The elder felt a little strange in his heart, how could this young man recognize the Prophet of the Wilderness since he had never left the village before?

Following the young man to the arrow tower of the stockade and looking out, it dawned on him that he saw a young man in a gray burlap robe standing behind a young man in a gray linen robe, holding a banner with the words 'Prophet of the Wilderness' written on it.

"Open the door, we've got the Prophet here!"

Seeing that the barbarian dragons had come back with all their beards and tails, and invited the Wilderness Prophet, the elder was a little excited, he had seen the Wilderness Prophet once, although the appearance could be pretended, but the temperament could never be imitated, the Wilderness Prophet was such a picture of no one in his eyes, and he looked bitter and mean, nitpicking and annoying.

But what's going on with those young people?

With questions, the elder asked people to open the door of the village, and those who still had the strength to move in the village walked out, asking questions with the last hope.

"It's going to be fine, everything is going to be fine!" said the brute dragon to his people.

"Manlong, the well in the village dried up yesterday, and many people haven't drunk a drop of water for a day and a night, and if this continues, everyone won't be able to survive these two days!" said to the woman of Manlong, holding the child.

Looking at the woman's chapped lips and dull face, the brute dragon felt distressed for a while, and he carried some water collected on the road in the water bladder, which he first gave the baby in swaddling clothes to drink before giving it to his wife.

Seeing this, the rest of the people involuntarily licked their lips, their eyes full of longing.

Taihao Duo said to the ghost Fang Su, "Ah Su, it's time for you to behave, let's have some blood!"

Ghost Fang Su sighed, "Okay, okay, who told me to be soft-hearted, I just can't see others suffer!"

"The Art of the Water Prison!"

A cloud of water vapor condensed in the dry air, followed by a swaying ball of water that gathered bigger and bigger, and swelled like a blow, swaying, trembling, like a mysterious fetal egg hiding life, "Take the pot and continue!"

The water balloon floated towards a thin girl, who nervously spread her arms and stepped back and bent her knees in a gesture of greeting, her face full of panic, and the water balloon floated over her head and spread out on a water tank with a clatter, filling the water tank and rippling in circles.

"We've got water!" cheered the crowd and turned back to the house to get pots and pans for water.

The elders and the others looked at Ghost Fang Su's eyes as if they were looking at a piece of fat meat, and the thin girl took his hand and said, "This young man must stay in our tribe for a few more days!"

Holding the girl's skinny wrist, Ghost Fang Su said helplessly, "This is not a solution, this drought cannot be solved, and I can't have enough blood!"

The elder looked at the wilderness prophet Jiang Heng for help, Jiang Heng found a wooden stake and sat down and said, "I already know the difficulties of your tribe, and I probably guess the cause of this drought, and I will start to solve this matter in two days." ”

The elder seemed to be in a dilemma, and he stopped talking, and finally couldn't help but say, "Prophet, this drought has almost exhausted the food that our tribe has accumulated in the past few years, and now we have nothing to offer except a group of hungry people and this stockade, you see the ......reward." ”

"You want me to work for nothing?" Jiang Heng squinted at the elder, seeing his sad face, Jiang Heng smiled slightly, "Don't worry, you will definitely be able to afford what I want this time!"

He didn't elaborate, and the elders didn't dare to ask.