The huge back sitting in the golden light sky, looking sideways, his eyes burst out with a strong killing intent.

That big hand was about to be caught, but even if Loulan Feixue knew that it was a wisp of her own consciousness that was located in the golden light, she screamed and withdrew from her current state.

Loulan Feixue's move made Zhang Zifeng look puzzled.

However, he knew that Loulan Feixue must have seen some terrible existence.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Zifeng stretched out his hand to help Loulan Feixue up.

How do you know that Loulan Feixue is like an electric shock, dodging the stiff hand in the air.

Jia Shengnan's face was pale, and he was also frightened by Loulan Feixue's appearance.

Zhang Zifeng frowned, "What did you see?" ”

Loulan Feixue gasped for breath, just now she seemed to have walked from hell.

The terrifying back, the eyes that pierced through time and the void.

The mysterious man sitting in the golden light, Loulan Feixue swore that he was far more terrifying than Cangyang and Zhang Zifeng.

Soon Loulan Feixue calmed down, sighed, looked at Zhang Zifeng, and said, "I found the place of the Jiaowu Clan." ”

"What did you just see?" Zhang Zifeng said lightly.

Loulan Feixue stood up weakly, shook her head and said, "It's hard to say, I saw a back, anyway, he just glanced at me, I ......"

Speaking of this, Loulan Feixue shuddered, because of extreme fear, her throat squirmed, and she had a feeling of wanting to vomit.

"In short, my time is running out, let's fight, I have to get the essence blood of the Jiaowu clan, otherwise it will ......" Loulan Feixue shook her head and smiled bitterly, but she didn't say any more.

……

A golden glimmer of heaven.

Located in the Nanban Realm, a place where legends only exist.

Legend has it that the golden thread of heaven is the territory of the "gods" of the Southern Barbarian realm.

The gods will protect the Southern Barbarian Realm and will drive out all evil and darkness.

But for a "barbarian" who grew up here, they actually haven't seen it either.

However, this did not hinder the villagers' fear of "God".

On the contrary, every time it is time for sacrifices.

Everyone will have a big bonfire.

In this small world of coldness and no contact with the outside world, this grand bonfire symbolizes a certain meaning.

At this time, I only saw a group of primitive tribesmen wearing animal skins and carrying bamboo baskets walking out of the depths of the forest.

They are strong, muscular, and have oily wheat-colored skin.

Of course, next to these barbarian men, a small child is particularly conspicuous.

The brute calf is different from his father and brother.

He was born thinner than his peers, but this did not hinder his family, or even his fellow people, from loving him.

"Maverick, do you know what that mountain is?" As the father of the brute calf, and also as the patriarch of the barbarian tribe, the barbarian horn battle, heartily pointed to the distance.

Hearing this, the clansmen all stopped, looked at the huge mountain range, and their eyes flashed with a hint of awe.

The eyes of the calf are very round, as bright and clear as the eyes of a calf, curiously exploring this "world" that is indisputable to the world.

The little man looked at the huge mountain, and his eyes flashed with disgust.

"That mountain is the Demon Suppression Mountain, and legend has it that under that mountain range, a terrible demon is suppressed," said the wild cow.

That Demon Mountain was different from the mountains that surrounded it.

The surrounding mountains are teeming with grass and wildflowers all year round.

Only the Demon Suppression Mountain, which stands in the center, is completely black and steep, and looks particularly terrifying.

When he was a child, the brute calf would often have nightmares when he saw that mountain.

In the nightmare, he dreamed of a terrifying monster with his back to him, then turned around and sneered at himself.

Seeing his youngest son's timid expression, Barbarian Zhan showed his white teeth, wrapped his big hand around Manxiao's head, and gave a thumbs up, "But don't be afraid, son, that's just a legend, and even if there is a ......"

"I know, I know," the brute bull jumped excitedly, "even if it's true, the Horned God of War will protect us, right?" ”

Barbarian Horn Zhan was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, and said, "That's right, the Horn Warrior God of War will protect our tribe." ”

"Boom!"

Suddenly, at this moment, I saw a huge tremor from the Demon Mountain, and the earth shook violently.

"What's going on?"

"Was there an earthquake?"

Everyone was shocked, and under the violent vibration, they only saw that above the Demon Mountain, black clouds were rolling, and a lightning bolt with the thickness of a water snake bombarded the Demon Mountain.

Suddenly, the gravel flew and the black rock collapsed and landed in the mountain stream and canyon.

"Get down, everybody!" As the head of a clan, the barbarian horn war shouted.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a bolt of lightning burst out from the black clouds, approaching the frightened brute calf.

"Kid, get down!" The brutal horn battle was shocked, and the huge body turned into a gust of black wind, blocking the front of the brute calf at the last moment.

"Bang!"

There was an explosion, and suddenly the barbarian horn battle snorted, and he forcibly endured this terrible lightning strike.

However, to the great surprise of the brute calf, his father was safe and sound when he was struck by the lightning, and he was immediately stunned.

"Is the kid alright?" Brute Horn Battle said with concern.

The brute calf blinked his big eyes, pointed at his father, and said in shock, "Father,...... You okay? ”

The barbarian horn battle was stunned for a moment, and just glanced at the back of the white smoke, the lightning strike just now that was enough to split the rocks did not do any harm to the barbarian horn war?

"Father is fine, kid is okay, right?" The brute horn battle stuck in his waist and laughed.

As the patriarch laughed, the clansmen also laughed.

The brute cow shook his head and said curiously, "Father, why is it okay?" ”

"How to say this, I'll know when I grow up in the future," Brute Horn Zhan didn't seem to want to dwell on this issue.

After saying that, he looked at the Demon Suppression Mountain, which suddenly quieted down again, and a trace of solemnity flashed in the corner of his eyes.

But soon this solemnity was hidden by him, and he began to let everyone return to the tribe with their prey.

At this time, a few miles away from the barbarian tribe, only five figures were seen exploring this way.

"Okay, no, I'll carry it," Zhang Zifeng glanced at the pale Loulan Feixue Road.

Loulan Feixue shook her head stubbornly, "No need, take care of yourself." ”

Zhang Zifeng smiled bitterly, looked around, and said, "Is this really the so-called golden legend, the place where the Jiaowu clan exists?" ”

"My perception can't be wrong," Loulan Feixue frowned slightly, raised her head and looked around.

Until soon, Loulan Feixue suddenly saw something, and her delicate body trembled.

I only saw in the distance, a black mountain rose from the ground, it was the Demon Mountain.

I don't know why, when Loulan Feixue saw the Demon Mountain, the strength of her whole body seemed to be withdrawn, and finally she couldn't stand anymore, and she fainted to the ground in front of her.

Fortunately, Zhang Zifeng was quick and caught Loulan Feixue in time.

As soon as he checked it, Zhang Zifeng frowned and said, "This Nizi's breath of life is almost gone, as if it has been ingested by someone, no wonder it is so weak." ”

After saying that, Zhang Zifeng picked up Loulan Feixue on his back, looked around, and said, "It seems that we must find the Jiaowu Clan as soon as possible, if there is no essence and blood of the Jiaowu Clan, she will definitely die." ”

And at this moment, suddenly a killing force approached at an alarming speed.

"Someone!"

"Someone!"

The young man and Zeng Xiaoman fought back very quickly, seeing a black shadow like a beast bag in the distance looting, the two of them rushed in front of Zhang Zifeng almost in unison.

But......

The black shadow like a beast sneered, and it directly circled the two of them at an astonishing speed, directly approaching Zhang Zifeng, who was carrying Loulan Feixue on his back.

"Die!"

With a loud shout, a huge fist fell from the sky and hit Zhang Zifeng's head.