As the sun sets, the sky is filled with red glow.

Li Yunmu sat on the back of the giant tiger and hurried to the mine on the border between Shura City and Jixiang City. Since the disappearance of the fifteen gods, the speed of the giant tiger's running has skyrocketed. In the afternoon, we rushed to the vicinity of the mine, and along the trail, I could see a large mountain in the shape of a broken blade stuck in the ground.

This mountain is a mine divided by the four major clans, and there are several ore veins hidden in it.

Dao black mist appeared from mid-air and quickly flew back to the shadow behind Li Yunmu. Li Yunmu, who was sitting on the back of the tiger, saw these black mist flying back, with a light smile on his face, and muttered to himself: "It's all a group of people who don't measure themselves." ”

Fifteen gods, none of them survived.

The patriarch of the four clans, who was waiting for the news in the mansion, would faint after knowing the news. Some time ago, the ancestor who was the backer had just died, and now fifteen high-end combat forces such as the Divine Mansion had died.

"Speed up and rush to the mine. Li Yunmu patted the tiger's back and said softly.

The giant tiger sprang out on all fours, leaving a trail of dust in its wake.

Soon after, a man and a tiger rushed to the bottom of the mine. When I got to the bottom of the mine, I saw the camp at the bottom of the mountain, and the Moro people were busy with their lives. When those people saw Li Yunmu sitting on the giant tiger, they all stopped what they were busy with and looked up.

"Who is the steward of this camp?" Li Yunmu looked at the group of Moluo tribesmen, revealing a hint of divine mansion atmosphere.

A group of Moro people felt this breath and looked a little panicked. Although everyone is of the Moro clan, they have bloodline powers. But basically the children of the clan have offended the descendants of the clan, and they have changed from the children of the side line to the clansmen sent by the laborers to mine the resources.

In the aura that Li Yunmu erupted, they could feel the same as the chief steward of the mine. Since the momentum is the same, isn't there another steward in the clan? An old man with pale hair saluted and said with a grim face, "Are you a new steward?" ”

As he spoke, a trace of demigod fluctuations appeared on the old man's body, and a clone appeared behind him, and he hurriedly ran towards the camp. Soon after, the old man rushed back, followed by a handsome middle-aged man.

"Elder Xiu Yan of the Moro Clan has seen the Six Ancestors. I don't know if it's safe for the Six Ancestors to come all the way. A smile appeared on Xiu Yan's face, and he looked at Li Yunmu sitting on the back of the tiger, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

When the rest of the Moro people heard the word ancestor, their faces became even more frightened, and they knelt on the ground and bowed.

Li Yunmu knelt on the ground and looked at Xiuyan, and said in a flat tone: "There is no danger, Elder Xiuyan said this, did he want to say something?"

How is it possible? Fifteen Divine Residences of the Four Clans went out of the city to kill, and this cultivator can still walk to this resource land unharmed? Where are those fifteen Divine Residences now?

A bunch of doubts appeared in Xiu Yan's heart, who had already received the patriarch's order, it stands to reason that Xiu Chen would be killed by fifteen gods after leaving the city. He didn't take it to heart, everything was still normal in the mine. Who knows that this cultivator actually arrived in this mine safely, and where are these fifteen gods now?!

"The Ancestor is suspicious, and as a Shura, I am naturally worried that the Ancestor will be in danger on the way. After all, the current land of Lanlou is very dangerous, and the rest of the ancient gods will take action when they see the ancestor. Fortunately, the Ancestor has already arrived at the mine. Xiu Yan suppressed the doubts in his heart, and said with a smile.

"Come down, Lord Ancestor, and I'll take you to your residence. The living environment of this mine is relatively poor, not as good as Shura City. Please also ask the ancestors not to forgive me. ”

As he spoke, Xiu Yan respectfully waited for Li Yunmu to ride in on a giant tiger and follow him.

Entering the camp, Li Yunmu saw that there were people from the Moro tribe all around, as well as some poor people who originally belonged to Xiacheng District. These people are all gray-faced, and their eyes are dull and have no trace of brilliance.

Xiu Yan took Li Yunmu to a tent deep in the camp, and then retreated, respectfully unable to find any mistakes. And about the alternation of resources and land, he also did not say a word.

Li Yunmu stepped off the tiger's back and sat on the main seat thinking that this Xiuyan should dare to report to Xiujue and ask the fifteen gods who were sent out. However, those fifteen gods are dead but their souls are there, even if there are god cards in the four major clans, only the four patriarchs will notice the strangeness.

He stretched out his palm and put it in front of his eyes, and the palm suddenly cracked, and when he looked up, he could see that it was his astral boundary. In the astral boundary, the cultivator's eyes were closed, and he unconsciously cultivated martial arts. There was a transparent square lattice around him.

Fifteen white mist appeared in the lattice, scurrying along the edges.

"You fifteen gods haven't died yet, they have all arrived in my astral boundary and are still desperately resisting. Could it be that you all don't feel this astral boundary, and I am the master!"

The fifteen light clusters who were sealed in the square grid gave up struggling and scolded angrily.

"Who the hell are you thief?!"

"What is the purpose of sneaking into Shura City and pretending to be a cultivator!"

"I'll just say that even if the cultivator was promoted to the realm of the Divine Mansion by his father, how could he kill fifteen of them. This kind of strength is already an ancient god. Are you one of the other ancient gods?"

As soon as you say a word, the fifteen gods said, and the light trembled. The more he talked, the more frightened the gods became. It turned out that it had not been aimed at the cultivators, but another ancient god. What is the purpose of the ancient gods sneaking into Shura City to pretend to be a cultivator and establish the Earth Clan? And the place where the fifteen gods stayed was not in the land of Lanlou.

It's like a small world.

This kind of thing has only been heard of in legends, and as gods, they have never seen it, and they have never heard of any ancient god in the land of Lanlou.

Li Yunmu looked at the fifteen gods who were trembling with fear, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He flipped his hand over, and the hole in the palm of his hand instantly merged. The voices of the fifteen gods faded away, and the room fell silent.

"What are you going to do next?" said the system's voice.

Li Yunmu lay on his side on the bed, supported with one hand, looked at the tent in front of him and said slowly: "What else can I do." Now this Xiuyan is running to contact the four major clans, and the four major clans will definitely go to check the god card. It's a pity that the souls of these fifteen gods are still there, and the four major clans of SH can't find anything. ”

"They don't dare to act rashly, and after I take over the resources, I will go to Jixiang City. I don't know how Xiaobu went to Jixiang City?"

The system did not speak, and countless crows swept through its heart.

"I'm asking about this battle of the gods, you should start it in advance!"

.。 Three Heads M.