The High Priest also collected his weapons, he had already discovered the arrival of the leader of Nataru, but he didn't expect the result to be so bleak.

Really sloppy!

He was the only one involved in the battle!

Everyone else is watching the play?

Still eating barbecue, having fun?

In his hand was a handful of black vines, growing in the Death Swamp of the Western Regions, a low-grade spiritual weapon refined from ebony rhizomes for ten thousand years.

It was he who wasted a lot of effort to get it, and today's battle has been cut to the ground.

I couldn't help but sigh and keep up with the pace of the group.

The Naxi tribe is a relatively powerful tribe in the Western Regions, and just seeing the high walls of the tribe surrounded by stones, it looks like a small fortress.

There is a small team of seven people patrolling inside and outside the high wall, not only in terms of clothing and mental state, but also in terms of safety awareness.

The Naxi people are also built on the mountain, and it seems that the tribes of the Western Regions like to put the tribe next to the mountain.

The second elder of the Naxi clan shouted respectfully, "Patriarch! ”

The young man didn't say a word, his style was very high, and he flew straight to the fire on Qiu Yue'er's side.

"I don't know which senior came to the Western Regions, Nataru is polite!" Nataru's feet didn't touch the ground, I don't know if he was trying to maintain his high-end style, or if he was afraid of soiling his outfit.

Anyway, this high-minded, rude and arrogant appearance made Qiu Yue'er dislike it very much.

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, especially in this circle, Nataru continued to eat barbecue and drink drinks, a trace of embarrassment and anger flashed on his face.

But he is also a figure who has lived for hundreds of years, and he knows that there is a master by his side, and he will not be stupid to look for death.

had to pull down his face and turn to Tang Deming, who was on several sides,

"Patriarch Tang, I don't know which senior came to the Western Regions, please introduce me!"

"It's the patron saint of our Tang clan, and the Huaxia Tang family is here to pick us up!"

"Can you get drunk with soda?" Qiu Yue'er couldn't help but complain about Tang Yulin.

It's really the ancestor in hand, and I don't know what my surname is.

It's just that at this moment, a cold snort suddenly sounded, and a powerful and terrifying aura enveloped the entire mountain.

This is the Yuanying realm?

Wrong!

The Yuanying realm under the mountain is far less powerful.

Who is this?

Qiu Yue'er's heart lifted, and she saw the two elders and clansmen of the Naxi tribe crawling on the ground in surprise, could it be the leader of the Naxi tribe?

And the people of the Yongchang tribe trembled, curled up and did not dare to move, this breath did not have any kindness to them.

Immediately after another cold snort, an even more terrifying aura erupted, expelling the previous aura and enveloping the people of the Yongchang clan.

"What is this??"

The old patriarch felt that the coercion on his body suddenly lightened, and a gentle aura protected them, making them overflow with a full sense of security from the depths of their souls.

"It's the patron saint of our Tang clan!" Tang Yulin said softly.

The old patriarch sitting opposite him was shocked, his expression was incredulous, and the tears in the corners of his eyes flowed down the crow's feet as if uncontrollably.

"Ancestor, ancestor will definitely rest in peace!"

As he spoke, the old patriarch slowly knelt down towards the east, prostrate on the ground, and the clansmen knelt down one after another, even the children put down their food and followed the example of adults.

The people of the Yongchang tribe kowtowed to the eastern sky one after another.

Qiu Yue'er really wants to remind you that she has found the wrong direction!

Your ancestors are here!

It's just such a solemn and solemn atmosphere,