It's blood stains, in the middle of Nan Sihong's group of subordinates, there are blood stains that Heng spurted out when he was knocked away before, but Nan Sihong's mind has some abilities about the bloodline of the gods, among which the most well-known escape ability is teleportation, as long as there are coordinates to follow, they can teleport, and the highest level is disorderly teleportation.

Although Heng has not been getting the bloodline for a long time, he may not understand this skill, and most importantly, what coordinates in this world are more obvious than his own blood.

Nan Sihong's face changed suddenly, and he attacked Heng's location with all his strength, but at this time, he was exhausted, even if he sensed that Heng might use teleportation to escape, but there was no way to stop it.

He yelled at his men, but at this time, his men had tried their best to entangle with those wizards, but where could they stop Heng, who was bent on escaping.

Sure enough, before the roar fell, Heng's figure had already appeared in the middle of Nan Sihong's group of subordinates, and his strong strength was suddenly revealed, and Heng turned into a brute beast and rushed into the middle of Nan Sihong's many subordinates.

The greatest strength of the Greek gods is the strength of the flesh, Heng is certainly not comparable to those real gods, but it is far stronger than these natural races that are not good at hand-to-hand combat, although there are many natural races around Heng at this time, there is no one who can slightly block Heng's charge.

In just one breath, Heng had already clashed with the siege of many natural race masters and broke through.

By the time Nan Sihong finally regained some strength, Heng had teleported again and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Seeing that Heng fled easily, the anger in Nan Sihong's heart was instantly stimulated, if it weren't for the arrival of these wizards. No matter how scheming Heng is, it is impossible to escape from the encirclement of him and many of his men.

The seal of Xuan Ao was formed by Nan Sihong. This was originally a strong move used to deal with Heng, and it was instantly transferred to those wizards' trend monsters. Like the scorching sun, those wizard-oriented monsters instantly dissipated like ice and snow melting.

One move, just one move, and it is a light and light move, without the slightest effort.

All Nan Sihong's subordinates cheered loudly, their admiration for Nan Sihong had never changed, and at this time, seeing Nan Sihong defeat the opponent who had been against them for so long with such an easy move, they still couldn't help cheering.

And the other side. The faces of many wizards turned pale, they knew that Nan Sihong was strong when they felt Nan Sihong's breath before, but they still didn't expect it to be so strong.

This is no longer a gap that can be bridged by numbers.

The old wizard sighed silently, and he turned his head to look at the many young wizards who had come with him.

This is the collective of all the strongest wizards within a radius of hundreds of kilometers, and if they die together, the survival of the clan will be in great danger for a period of time.

However, if there is no resistance, I am afraid that the tribe will no longer be an existential crisis, but will face a crisis of extermination.

"Big guy, get ready to hit the road together."

Sad words spat out of the old wizard's mouth. His hand gently caressed a bamboo tube, which was carved with various mysterious patterns. Even the mouth that blocked the bamboo tube was also a plug engraved with various patterns, and when he stroked it, the bamboo tube suddenly flashed with a hint of red, with a sharp needle.

The old wizard turned, not looking at his companion behind him, and strode forward.

No one knows that the thing in the hands of the old wizard of the Dao is the red-robed fire ghost sealed in the Miao era, which is said to be related to the Han Charm who helped Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor defeat Chiyou back then, but its strength is strong and terrifying.

This terrifying red-robed fire ghost is also the most defensive barrier of the Miao people, as long as they have enough wizard practices, they can temporarily control the attack targets of the red-robed fire ghost, of course, after the practice, these wizards will lose control of the red-robed fire ghost.

No matter how strong the runaway red-robed fire ghost is, anyone who knows a little about it knows that when the time comes, I am afraid that none of the wizards who cast spells will be able to live, but at this time, no wizard has the slightest intention of retreating.

These people all understood that those enemies who peeped at the Miao tribe would not die, and they would never be able to escape with their lives, but would have to pay for the entire tribe.

Rather than this, they should give up their lives for the continuation of the tribe.

In the mountains, many wizards appeared, but the current one was the old wizard, at this time, the formation of these wizards seemed to be loose, but a strange force had already implicated them.

Nan Sihong's gaze looked intently, and a sneer slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, he could already see that these wizards had formed something like that.

Maybe they can burst out with a strength far beyond their own, but Nan Sihong didn't care, this was originally a relaxed world, and it was impossible for this world to have a stronger existence than him, unless, he made it himself.

The group of wizards finally stopped when they came to a place dozens of meters away from Nan Sihong, and the old wizard in front raised his hand and threw the bamboo tube far away towards the place where Nan Sihong was.

Although Nan Sihong was not afraid of this unknown item, he naturally would not be defenseless, his hand waved slightly, and a summoned object flew up and struck towards the bamboo tube.

The bamboo tube exploded, and suddenly, a manic heat but extremely eerie aura appeared, two completely opposite breaths, but it was a strange formation of a new terrifying aura appeared in mid-air, and the attacking summon suddenly let out a silent and terrible roar, and the space fluctuated slightly.

Nan Sihong's eyes finally showed a hint of seriousness, he knew how strong his summon was, at this time, he was so embarrassed by the things in the bamboo tube, but it was unexpected.

The fluctuations of the space continued, and a red robe like a fire cloud appeared in the air, the body of the robe rolled, but there was nothing to see from the bottom up, but anyone could feel the breath behind the red robe, but it was so wild and dangerous.

Qi, pure yang, sword, pure yang.

In the huge courtyard, Cao Zinuo moved slowly with his sword, one move at a time, which looked extremely ordinary, and even made people feel that they were embroidered with fists, but in the distance, Uncle Jiu, who was standing there and watching, was nodding with satisfaction.

Others can't see Cao Zinuo's state at this time, but Uncle Nine can clearly see that Cao Zinuo has entered a certain state at this time, and Uncle Ming's booklet has been completed by Uncle Nine in just one day, but Cao Zinuo has already preliminarily grasped the morality in this booklet.

The so-called pure yang is just a kind of breath, the Tao, which is subtle, is actually simple, the Tao is natural, but the emphasis is natural, but it is not deliberately to do anything.

Uncle Nine was extremely satisfied with Cao Zinuo's entry, and Cao Zinuo himself was even more overjoyed, this pure yang qi didn't seem to have anything.

When it was his turn to be powerful, the aggressiveness of the Pure Yang Qi was not even as strong as Cao Zinuo's own True Qi, but when Cao Zinuo combined the Pure Yang Qi with the Three Realms Sword Sect, and combined the Pure Yang Qi with the Sword Dao, the power of this thing began to be revealed.

Combined with the sword path of the Three Realms Sword Sect, the sword of faith had changed, and it was even more radical than Cao Zinuo had expected.

The Sword of Faith completely disappeared after the addition of Pure Yang Qi, and what was formed with it was the Pure Yang Sword Dao (Crippled), which seemed to be the Crippled Lu Zu's Sword Dao.

Cao Zinuo didn't know what Lu Dao Lu Zu's sword path looked like, but Cao Zinuo had already affirmed that this sword path was much stronger than the sword of faith.

The sword of faith requires one's own faith in order to exert its power, and this set of swords is effective.

This sword path was first formed, and Cao Zinuo already knew its effect in his mind, but it was to gather the pure yang qi of heaven and earth to attack the evil spirit.

According to Taoism, there are two kinds of breath between heaven and earth, one is yin, one is yang, and this sword is gathered by the yang.

I think that there are a few people in this heaven and earth who can fight against the gathered heaven and earth yang energy.

Of course, Cao Zinuo also knew that it was impossible to gather the yang energy of the whole world with his strength, and even if his strength was strong, it was impossible for the yang energy between the heavens and the earth to be gathered together.

It's just that even if you gather more than 10 kilometers in a radius, dozens of kilometers are also very unbelievable.

When that Taoist spell is cast, most of it is to gather the yang energy of heaven and earth and take effect, but Cao Zinuo's sword path can gather the yang energy of a large area around him at will, and this alone is already extraordinary.

The pure yang of the sword path, just this pure yang is already so strong, I don't know what the pure yang sword path of Lu Zu should look like.

The more he perceived the strength of this sword dao, the more Cao Zinuo looked forward to Lu Zu's inheritance in his heart, and he even had a hunch that once he got Lu Zu's inheritance, the strength of his Three Realms Sword Sect would immediately skyrocket.

It's just that at this time, Cao Zinuo didn't know that Nan Sihong had completely decided to be his enemy, and Nan Sihong did find a super powerful opponent for him.

The red robe unfolded, vast, but with a depressing atmosphere.

Nan Sihong's brows tightened, his hand kept making hand prints, and all around, the natural aura continued to gather, and even grass and flowers began to grow on the stones under their feet.

That group of wizards also discovered Nan Sihong's methods, but their expressions were absolute, they made all kinds of handprints like Nan Sihong, in mid-air, the red robe suddenly flipped over, and a hideous-looking evil ghost suddenly appeared, and then roared and pounced on Nan Sihong.

The contest between life and death is the real natural vitality and ghost life, Nan Sihong's face remains unchanged, when the evil ghost is about to pounce on him, the endless natural vitality begins to gather in front of him, like a cage imprisoning the evil ghost in it.

A low incantation sounded.

Nan Sihong's face was still serious, but his expression was calm, and his subordinates immediately cheered loudly, they could hear that the spell that Nan Sihong was reciting was also a spell that drove the summon, and Nan Sihong wanted to subdue this wizard-driven monster. (To be continued......)