A person's life is actually very short, in just a hundred years, maybe two or three generations of people have changed, some things have become legends, and some things have been annihilated in time.

Lin Ruofan originally thought that this matter was very scary in the eyes of ordinary people, after all, there were so many spicy bats running out of his stomach, and his scalp was numb when he thought about it.

But what I didn't expect was that these people would be able to know the origin of these bats! But at first, I didn't know how these people died under this bat, and I had no clue, which was embarrassing.

You said you knew where the bat came from, why didn't you think of it in the first place? Are you showing off the lower limit, or do you have no brains?

"Among the legends of southern Xinjiang, there is such a one: legend has it that thousands of years ago, there was a cult and religion in southern Xinjiang, which believed in blood, believing that the gods believed in southern Xinjiang were all false gods, and only the god of blood was the true god of the world! And their oracle is a blood-colored bat like this. ”

Adjani seemed to see Lin Ruofan's confused expression, and immediately explained: "This sect was defeated by our ancestors thousands of years ago, and the Five Elements Combined Attack Technique was also created at that time. Thousands of years later, this sect disappeared, and we thought they had completely disappeared, but we didn't expect it to reappear at this time! ”

Lin Ruofan was speechless for a while, and finally understood why these people were like this.

At first, these people didn't think about this matter at all on the sect that had been dead for a long time, until Lin Ruofan cut open one of the corpses with a sword, and the moment these people saw these bats, they suddenly remembered the legend of a thousand years ago!

Yes, it's legendary.

But what do these four corpses mean? Even if this sect wants to announce its return, it shouldn't just kill four unknown guys, right? At least you should kill a leader like Zhu Rong, so it's exciting enough, isn't it? These people have a brain watt?

"Adjani, is the High Priest still in Wuyue Village? We're going to ask him! ”

Bu Xihua and the other three glanced at each other, and finally looked at Lin Ruofan, who was standing with Lin Ruofan, and spoke.

At present, that sect is only limited to legends, and the only person who can know the details of this sect is the ancestral shrine that records all the major events that happened in southern Xinjiang, and if you want to enter the ancestral shrine, you must get the consent of the high priest!

"Ah, the high priest has been in Wuyue Village recently, and he won't choose anyone until this matter is over."

Adjani nodded, and the eyes on her pretty face blinked and blinked, like stars in the night sky, and the young people of the three tribes of the four tribes were all red.

Damn, such a good girl, it's so cheap for this outsider!

The elites who can be selected by the three major tribes, even if they are teenagers, are not brainless men who only know how to show off their muscles, just after hearing Adjani's words, these teenagers know what Attila has in mind.

It's a pity...... A flower is just inserted into the cow dung, where is this little white face? Isn't it because the previous high priest took a fancy to him? But...... That's all there is to this Nima!

"Let's go! Killing my people and harming my southern Xinjiang, this revenge cannot be avenged! ”

Zhu Rong snorted coldly, beckoned, and took the lead in rushing to Wuyue Village with his own people, the elites of Zhu Rong's department are almost the same as Zhu Rong, they are all a humanoid orangutan, just a gorilla with a group of half-sized orangutans, looking from a distance, black and strong.

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"Scarlet bats...... I know this...... These bastards, the thief's heart is not dead! ”

In Wuyue Village, the face of the previous high priest was ugly, similar to the dark clouds in the sky, and the rickety body seemed to have returned to the prime of life at once, and a slap turned Attila's desk into scum, and Attila's face twitched again, and his flesh hurt.

It's a valuable desk that took me a long time to get from the outside! A thousand taels of gold! That's it!

As the owner of the largest stockade in southern Xinjiang of the non-ferrous metal kingdom, a thousand taels of gold is sprinkled with water, but it still makes Attila's flesh ache, and it is difficult to mine this thing these days!

"High Priest, we need to know the details of this sect, please allow us to enter the ancestral shrine to check the ancestor's codex!"

The bronze hammer took a step forward, his face was solemn, as soon as he mentioned the ancestral temple, the current high priest was fanatical, although he could not enter the ancestral temple, but the yearning for the ancestral temple in his heart did not weaken at all. Now that he has the opportunity to enter the ancestral hall, where can't he let his heart fluctuate?

"Copper hammer...... You're still the same, not the same as the High Priest! ”

The previous high priest frowned, to be honest, the copper hammer is the most qualified person to take his place now, martial arts and the like are nothing, but guarding the ancestral shrine, character is the most important, such a copper hammer makes him a little disappointed.

"Oh......"

The boss's copper hammer was reprimanded by the previous high priest, and he suddenly shrugged his head like a child, and obediently stood aside and had nothing to say.

"This sect is called Shura!"

The words of the previous generation of high priests were not shocking, and as soon as he opened his mouth, Lin Ruofan was shocked!

"A thousand years ago, it was the heyday of our southern Xinjiang, and countless Gu insects emerged one after another, and the number of various tribes reached hundreds! Southern Xinjiang, among the masterful martial arts, is also a giant! It's on par with the Martial Arts League and the Sea of Reincarnation! Southern Xinjiang people, when traveling, the people of the rivers and lakes have retreated, and the heads of various tribes are even more regarded as guests! Even the imperial court has to retreat, and can only coexist peacefully with southern Xinjiang! It's a pity that the emergence of the Shura Sect has completely weakened southern Xinjiang......"

The voice of the previous high priest was very dull, and his eyes showed pain, this was a dark history of southern Xinjiang, he didn't want to mention it, but this time was an extraordinary time, and it was impossible not to mention it.

Time has annihilated many things in history, and the current four leaders only know that Shura is a taboo in southern Xinjiang, but they don't know why Shura is a taboo, and those who are destined to not be able to become the head of the people regard this taboo as a story, and don't know whether this is the misfortune or luck of southern Xinjiang.

"Shuraism...... There are very few people in this sect, not very many, but they have mastered a blood-colored bat that seems to come from hell, this kind of bat, the reproduction rate is comparable to that of Gu worms, and the way of Gu worms is similar, when people are sleeping, they burrow into the human body from their mouths, and they will lurk down, and in three days, they will suck the blood of people's internal organs dry, and then multiply rapidly. Back then, our ancestors didn't take this seriously, and by the time the people were five out of ten overnight, it was too late, and that time, the number of victims reached tens of thousands! ”

There were tears in the corners of the eyes of the previous high priest, the number of people in southern Xinjiang was already small, and overnight, tens of thousands of ethnic groups died, which was an incomparably heavy blow to southern Xinjiang!

Everyone present was shocked by the words of the high priest, and tens of thousands of people died overnight! It's a disaster! A great disaster!

"It's a disaster...... However, the greater disaster was still to come, and the imperial court at that time, with the help of spies in southern Xinjiang, informed the news back, and the imperial court at that time took the opportunity to fall into the ground, and in January, the army was overwhelmed. Under the tremendous pressure, the high priest at that time withstood everyone's objections and threw the corpses of those people who were tortured to death by the Shura Sect into the imperial army, driving the wolf to devour the tiger......"

Suddenly, Lin Ruofan only felt that the air pressure around him was decreasing crazily, and when he looked up, everyone present, except for the previous high priest, all looked at him, and the pair of red eyes made Lin Ruofan depressed.

Wipe! The previous high priests all said that it was the court of a thousand years ago! What's wrong with me?! I've only been in this world for three years! Three years! Hell knows these things! (To be continued.) )