The energy blades that broke through the sky slowly drifted away, like fireflies hovering into the sky.

As the energy blade dissipated, the fog shrouded back again, leaving the hideous traces of the goblin sacrifice on the head, chest, and spleen of the energy blade.

The surrounding goblins retreated in horror after seeing the sacrifice die, and gradually gathered around a goblin wearing rusty armor and holding a small meteor hammer.

"Patriarch, the high priest is dead, and our tribe is finished."

"Patriarch, the patriarch sacrificed to death, and our doom befell ......"

"Demon, demon has come..."

The goblins were very strange, and after the death of the High Priest, they returned to their timid nature, apparently abandoning their weapons and surrendering, but still surrounded by them, neither attacking nor retreating.

Hundreds of eyes looked at the death of the goblin patriarch in iron armor, which made the goblin patriarch look a little afraid.

Seeing the goblin patriarch in rusty iron armor, Xiang Yi looked at the sacrificial corpse under his feet and asked the pointed nose on the side.

"Why do you still have a patriarch in your clan?"

"Uh... My lord, that's right, the patriarch of our clan only directs everyone's life, and the high priest is up to the high priest in foreign conquests, that... My lord, what we said earlier... Isn't it..."

"I mean what I say."

"Generous lord, may money and treasures always be with you."

How ugly and ugly is the expression of the pointed nose with a smile, how cheap and how cheap, if it weren't for Xiang Yi's attention to his meritorious performance, he really wanted to punch him in the face and help him get a good facelift.

"Listen to me, the High Priest is dead, and it was my master who killed the High Priest, and if you want to stay in the mud tribe, you must listen to my Sharpnose Bruder, don't surround here! Hurry up and get to work! ”

In front of a group of shivering goblins, the pointed nose and toes were held high, and the high-headed posture Xiang Yi was worried that he would break his cervical vertebrae.

The pointed nose now has the strength to turn over the serf and sing, loudly reprimanding his former companions, and feeling quite honored that he has been a "land traitor".

Some of the goblins in the group who are still a little bit of a bottom line are whispering about their pointed noses.

"Bruder has attracted demons..."

"Money is on top, Bruder actually took refuge in the devil..."

"The Muddy Tribe will never accept demonic rule."

"Patriarch, money is on top, let's fight."

Instigated by a group of his fellow clansmen, the Goblin Patriarch held the handle of the Meteor Hammer tightly in his hand, and his resentful triangular eyes stared at the pointed nose that strutted in front of it.

"Old El, now that I am the High Priest, do you have any disagreements?"

"You don't have elemental power, you don't qualify to be a high priest!"

"Poof......

Bugang Star Shift!

Xiang Yi instantly came to the side of this goblin clan elder El, and the swinging blade of the sword instantly cut off his head and rolled it aside, blood gushing out along the bowl-sized scar on his neck.

"The demon killed the patriarch~!"

"Oh, money~! Run~! ”

As soon as Elr Sr. died, some of the surviving goblins fled to the depths of the cave, apparently ready to go to the cave and call out to their companions to kill the pointed nose, while the other part knelt down to show their willingness to obey.

Xiang Yi didn't care about this dirty and backward goblin race at all, this race was too backward, too small, it wasn't even a tribe, it could only be regarded as an ethnic group, just like their name, mud!

At this time, his only concern was the treasure trove of this race.

Xiang Yi walked directly into the goblin crypt with his pointed nose and the corpse of the high priest, like a person carrying a dog......

The Goblin Crypt, a natural digger, is like a labyrinth, and it's impossible to find the right route without a pointed nose to lead the way.

Wei Feng, who was in a hurry to save the old secretary, was led away by another team of goblins loyal to the pointed nose, and Xiang Yi didn't have to think about his safety at all.

There is only so much that Xiang Yi can do, if these goblins turn back after leaving Xiang Yi's sight, then Wei Feng's fate can only be blamed.

The space underground was unusually large, after all, it needed to accommodate six hundred goblins to eat and live, and the caves were lit by torches on both sides, leading all the way to the high priest's sacrificial hall.

The minerals collected by the goblin colony were hidden in the sacrificial temple, and now the mud tribes in the depths of the cavern are in chaos due to the death of the leader and the high priest.

After the lack of sacrifices and patriarchs, these guys began to plunder everything of value in a frenzy.

It can be said that now in the entire mud tribe, those who decided to make a fortune with Sharp Nose began to fight against the high priest and patriarch who had been loyal to him, and the two sides immediately fought.

By the time we arrived at the sacrificial hall, the rough stone gate had already been breached.

A group of goblins frantically plundered some strange metal nuggets, and the most unusual thing was that the money-hungry goblins didn't even pay attention to the other shiny pile of gold nuggets.

Zhao Han and the two corpse spirits rushed in first, and the gilded sword and cutting ability stained the ground of the sacrificial hall with a layer of fishy blood, which also made the sacrificial hall, which was already full of choking stench, even more unpleasant.

Xiang Yi threw the high priest's body to the ground, and the corpse marks began to form intricate between his fingers.

A large amount of Star Spirit Liquid flowed back into the High Priest's body, and the fatal wound began to heal slowly, and the corpse began to shake incessantly.

The corpse of the High Priest suddenly opened its white eyes in a burst of convulsions, and stood upright, holding the deadwood staff that was still his.

Xiang Yi sent a consciousness to the high priest in his mind, and a huge thunderbolt began to surround his hands......

"Good, his quantum element ability is still there."

But when he saw the resurrection of the high priest, the pointed nose was not so calm, and let out a scream like stepping on the neck of a chicken.

"My great master, how did you bring him to life... Didn't I say that the good mud tribes would be ruled by me..."

"What I said must be true, now the four of you go and guard the gate of the sacrificial hall."

The pointed nose was choked by Xiang Yi's words, after all, he didn't know that Xiang Yi had the ability to "bring the dead back to life", and this kind of corpse curse was higher than the plague of the undead natural disaster.

Xiang Yi and Zhao Han in the treasure house began to select the goblin deposits, and the codex contained knowledge of some rare mineral deposits and quantum energy deposits.

With this recorded knowledge, Xiang Yi simply collected his own ancient beast tooth pendant, and even gave up a lot of food in the space.

Among the piles of ore deposits, an iron ingot the size of a palm caught Xiang Yi's attention, this iron ingot emitted a faint purple light, and was born with subtle magic patterns.

"Inentia ingots?"

Xiang Yi had seen this annotation in the Codex, which was the best material for crafting the Divine Blade, but in this sacrificial treasure house, he was placed in the most inconspicuous place, and the jewels around him could almost hide its existence.

Xiang Yi just picked up the relatively high quality and quality of them, and the remaining share was the promise to be fulfilled, after all, the wild goblins were also natives of the higher planes, and they needed their help in many things.

The civil strife in the Goblin Cave continues, and the treasure robbers, those who support the Sharp Nose, those who support the old priests, and those who fight are the enemies who are very angry when they see each other.

However, there are more and more goblins who are secretly shouting allegiance to the sharp-nosed goblins, and even Xiang Yi feels that it won't be long before there will be less than a hundred of these six-hundred-goblin clan.

The sharp and hoarse shouting of killing continued, and the fight between the white knife and the red knife had entered a white-hot state, but with a bang, the goblins who were originally fighting each other suddenly became dumb.

These dirty little green skins looked in unison in the direction of the entrance of the sacrificial hall.

Then there was a burst of vibrations, and the rudimentary earthen ceiling on the top floor of the sacrificial hall began to hang the remnants of the squirt, and the pointed ears ran in in a panic.

"The hosts! Master! There are a lot of natives... They... They... Kill us when you see us... And terrible orcs! ”

"Orcs?"

"Oh my gold, how can there be orcs."

"Run! Come on! ”

"I don't want wealth, run~!"

Goblins, or goblins, are chattering around at the moment.

And Xiang Yi's tense nerves finally eased a little, and the voice was low but echoed clearly in the hall.

"It's finally here......"