In the early morning, when the first rays of sunlight came from the east, the deep mountains and Daze were still shrouded in endless morning mist, and the morning mist in the mountains, thick and heavy, shrouded the mountains, lakes, and trees, making everything hazy and unwilling to disperse. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info makes the weather in the deep mountains and mountains extremely cold.

In this morning mist, the palace of the desolate tribe is in a small house.

Jiang Xiaorou sat in front of the bronze mirror, she was wrapped in a heavy red robe, and slowly combed her hair in front of the bronze mirror.

The bronze mirror reflects her beautiful face, and a little cinnabar in the center of her eyebrows is gorgeous and poignant.

Jiang Xiaorou looked at the bronze mirror, but in front of her, there were still scenes from yesterday's meeting hall, the eyes of the geniuses of the human race hating her, and the regretful expressions of the Yingzhou Island couple......

Terran, Jiang Xiaorou didn't care much.

But the desolate clan, she can't help but care.

If you want to protect her, you need the entire Desolate Clan to fight to the death with the Black Armor Demon God, and according to the Terrans, it is tantamount to breaking the inheritance and fire.

The black-armored demon god seems to have the ability to absorb the power of the strong in the killing and strengthen himself, if this is the case, the more strong people he kills, the worse the situation will be.

Jiang Xiaorou sat in this empty room, feeling a deep sense of loneliness.

She was like a man cursed by heaven.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Jiang Xiaorou's mother walked in.

She didn't say a word, and Jiang Xiaorou didn't look back.

She just silently took the comb in Jiang Xiaorou's hand, held a strand of green silk from Jiang Xiaorou, and combed Jiang Xiaorou's hair little by little.

Her movements were slow, and the comb slid silently through her jet-black hair, splitting it into strands of black silk.

"Mother...... I want to go to the Bone Altar. Jiang Xiaorou, who had always turned her back to her mother, suddenly spoke, her voice was very soft, but it made the hand of the former desolate king shake, the comb was taken off, and it slid down Jiang Xiaorou's long hair that was as smooth as water, and it slipped to the ground.

The sound of the mahogany comb hitting the ground was soft, but it was extremely clear in this quiet room.

The altar of the god bones of the desolate tribe is the place of the desolate tribe's sealing and blood sacrifice.

Feng Zen, Jiang Xiaorou has already sealed it once, and that time she was recognized by the Holy Spirit.

And the blood sacrifice ...... That is, the blood sacrifice will sacrifice all the qi and blood of the whole body, along with the soul, so that the end can be imagined.

Jiang Xiaorou came to the Divine Bone Altar this time, naturally it could not be a Zen seal.

She was locked by the Black Armor Demon God and had almost nowhere to escape, but even if she committed suicide, her body would be found by the Black Armor Demon God, Jiang Xiaorou didn't know if it would cause bad consequences.

Since it is death, it is better to die completely, and the blood sacrifice all the divine soul qi and blood, and the black armor demon god will not get anything.

Mother, shepherd boy, people of the desolate tribe, and Yun'er...... She didn't want to kill them.

If the desolate tribe chooses to flee, she can still leave the fire, and if she fights to the death and the whole army is destroyed, then she is a sinner.

Behind Jiang Xiaorou, the peerless desolate king in a long skirt gently pressed the tips of Jiang Xiaorou's hair, and after she was silent for a long time, she said word by word: "Mother won't let you die." ”

Seeing her daughter's blood sacrifice, she couldn't do it, they had already given up the original palace station, could it be that they once again abandoned the deep mountains and Daze and fled deeper into the divine wilderness?

Let all the people of the desolate tribe scatter and hide in the mountains, leaving fires, but can these "fires" really burn again in the future?

"Holy Spirit, I can fight again......"

The words of the former king of the wilderness were uttered by the Holy Spirit himself last night. But the former king knew that this battle might be a life-burning battle for the Holy Spirit.

"But......" Jiang Xiaorou wanted to say something, but the former desolate king just pressed Jiang Xiaorou's shoulder.

"Xiaorou, even if you die, you can't change anything, it can indeed change some people to steal life, but what we want is not to steal life!"

The first king of the wilderness spoke, took Jiang Xiaorou's hand, and walked out of the main hall.

Today, it is still necessary to deliberate in the council hall, and the human race is waiting for the decision of the desolate race.

Decide whether to fight or flee.

However, when Jiang Xiaorou came to the council hall square, she was shocked.

At this time, on the square, a large number of desolate warriors had gathered.

These desolate warriors had just gone through a great escape before, and now many of them were still wounded.

But when they came, they were all dressed in armor and armed with weapons, and they surrounded the whole council hall.

They are all iron-blooded masters who have been trained in the Divine Desolation for a long time, even if many of them are not very high in cultivation, but they also have a murderous aura condensed in them. The glory of their race has been forged in their bones, forming the idea of victory.

There were only a few thousand of desolate warriors in a group, but the momentum condensed by these people blew away all the morning fog within a radius of dozens of miles.

After the morning mist cleared, Jiang Xiaorou could see that in the deep mountains in the distance, there was a misty black shadow, the primeval true spirit lurking in the deep mountains!

They let out a low roar, like thunder that resounded through the earth, and it made people's hearts surge.

These primeval spirits seem to have a premonition that a great battle is coming, and they have gathered here, waiting for this final battle.

"You ......" Jiang Xiaorou couldn't calm down, she saw that even the members of the Sky Fox Team had gathered in the square.

And the one at the head is the shepherd boy.

Last night, the shepherd boy requisitioned the army of the desolate tribe, and with the shepherd boy's prestige among the desolate people, he naturally responded to every call.

"Your Majesty, the Terran envoy is waiting for you in the main hall. ”

The shepherd boy said lightly.

At such moments, he did not say anything to fight to the end, but showed everything with his actions.

Jiang Xiaorou was stunned for a moment, she took a deep look at all the soldiers in the square, and nodded heavily.

......

At this time, in the Great Hall, the faces of the Terran celebrities were not very good.

The army of the Desolate Clan gathered, and although it seemed that they were there to face the Black Armor Demon God, they also surrounded the Council Hall by the way.

In addition, there are many primeval true spirits not far away, also staring at this place.

Although their strength is not weak, especially the Yingzhou Island couple joined forces, and the combat power that broke out was extremely terrifying, but after all, this is the home of the Desolate Clan, and they still have some drums in their hearts, I don't know if the Desolate Clan will be hot-headed for a while and do something reckless.

"The desolate people are coming. ”

The owner of Yingzhou Island said lightly, he looked into the distance through the window, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

What should be faced, must always be faced.

......

When the former Desolate King stepped into the door of the council hall with Jiang Xiaorou, suddenly, she felt Jiang Xiaorou's body stiffen, and her face became extremely pale.

"Huh?"

The heart of the former desolate king tightened.

Jiang Xiaorou took a deep breath and subconsciously pressed her chest, and in a moment just now, she felt a powerful spiritual force lock on her.

Is it the Black Armor Demon God......

Jiang Xiaorou turned her head, looked at the sky in the distance, and muttered, "He saw me......" (To be continued.) )