Chapter 118: The Black Robe Shaman High Priest
Evil trolls have been wreaking havoc in the southern land for more than six months.
On the Blood Hidden Mountain, from time to time, a tall figure of a troll walked out, looking at this new continent with his eyes.
A large number of prisoner carts imprisoning the people of Tiannan, along with many livestock grains, gold and silver treasures, were escorted back to the Blood Hidden Mountain by these tall green-skinned trolls who were ravaging and plundering.
Cracking sound!
The sky was overcast and dark, and heavy rain fell majestically, and a beam of lightning pierced the sky, breaking the nearby tranquility.
The pale green evil energy demon cloud shrouded the demon god hall in the air, and a black-scaled demon dragon with an astonishing physique flickered in the dense demon cloud.
"It's a world full of life!"
On the dragon's back, a dark shadow muttered.
From his body, an astonishing aura of power emanated!
In the dim sky and darkness where the aura was chaotic and stirring, the hall glowing with a strange pale green glow emitted bursts of excitement and cheers.
The evil laughter of the black-clothed shaman priest was accompanied by Lu Tianba's gloomy burst, and the two seemed to be planning some evil plan.
The black-clothed shaman priest said in an old voice: "Due to the lack of scale of the Gate of Time and Space, the Great Chief can only send these low-level clan chiefs to fight, but in order to show the majesty of the Great Chief, I wish us success this time, and we have chosen to forcibly let the Black Hand Clan Chief come with its fourth-order Black Dragon King at any cost!"
This chief of the Black Hand Clan seems to have a lot of background.
"Whether it is the chief of the Black Hand Clan, or the fourth-order Black Dragon King, they are all top powerhouses comparable to that day's elemental thunderbirds, hum hum. ”
The thunder phoenix, which contains a trace of ancient phoenix blood, has become an elemental thunderbird in the mouth of this exotic shaman.
With sunken eye sockets, deep pupils, wisdom and ambition, the black-clothed shaman high priest muttered, "As long as you can get the spiritual eye jade that the Great Chief needs, you will be the first hero of this operation!"
Lu Tianba's eyes had been completely devoured by the evil energy, and the original cloak had become wisps of pale green flowing smoke, grotesque and weird.
It was a completely different aura from Tiannan Martial Arts.
Violence, predation, evil, repression.
Regardless of the righteous path demon gate, they are all completely different, at this moment, Lu Tianba is no longer just a demon, from his body, there is no longer half of the shadow of a human being.
He became a complete monster!
"For the Demon God!"
The aura of heaven and earth that breeds and nurtures all things is replaced by the light green evil energy nearby, absorbing the essence of life, bringing death and withering, and pale green light spots floating.
The black-clothed shaman Sen Sen smiled and looked at Lu Tianba's right.
The giant sword now seems to have a new heart, a citizen who should have been escorted to the Evil Energy Continent, was swung by this giant sword, and the thin young man "Ah", from the eyes, nose, mouth, and ears, wisps of life essence, pale green brilliance, were sucked over.
In the blink of an eye, this sturdy man, in the midst of pain and wailing, became a dying old man of sixty or seventy years old.
"Ah......h
Comfortable and satisfied, the strands of demonic silk hair on the top of his head are more elegant.
When the sword in Lu Tianba's hand absorbed the dying old man for the second time, the flesh essence dissipated at a visible speed, leaving only a pile of dry bones, clinging to the dry skin.
"Devil, devil!"
"Woo woo woo ......"
The people who had been driven away by the trolls screamed in terror when they saw this.
Behind Lu Tianba, the gate of time and space leading to the Evil Energy Continent exuded a pale green evil energy light, and wisps of evil energy power drifted into this world full of aura.
Like an invisible eye, in the darkness of the space-time portal, watching all this happen, let out a low moan.
......
Rainwater, muddy mountain roads.
With a snap, the whip flicked, and the troll urged to capture the slave.
The nearby mountains, once lush and verdant, are now dilapidated and yellow, and on the muddy land, the leader of the Froststone Trolls, the rain hits his body and slowly slides down his body.
The troll looked at all these changes, and the sunken eye sockets were filled with a little more regret than violence and predation.
Drawing on the vitality of nature to oneself, leaving withering and dying is the essence of souls who seek to be above nature, not only evil powers, but no soul can avoid this result.
"Whew......"
The demon wolf on his side, a terrible wolf howl.
......
A month later.
"Brother Yingmu, this battle is about the life and death of the land of Tiannan! Tianshi, Zichuan, and Luonan Famous Mountain Sects have all sent elite disciples to support, how can we, as people of Tiannan Martial Arts and righteous paths, and manly husbands, be so passive and avoid the world?"
Wei Qingfan is already thirty years old, and the once light immortal is no longer there, with a little beard growing on his chin and his eyes more calm.
Wei Qingfan turned out to be a lobbyist in Gengchen Xianshan, persuading Wan Yingmu to fight against the menacing troll army.
In front of Wan Yingye's door, Wan Yingmu was just teasing Lu Yingyao, and said in a low voice: "I am a guilty body, the person referred to by a thousand people, no matter what people in this world think of me, I only need a little junior sister, it is enough." ”
"Hey......"
After admonishing for a long time, Wei Qingfan also knew the concentration and infatuation of this silent Yunshan Sect disciple, and he was stubborn and stubborn, so he had to sigh and leave.
After the Linghe rose into the air, under the hat, Wan Yingmu looked up with his eyes and murmured: "The man who is a hero has great ambitions, has good plans in his belly, has the opportunity to contain the universe, and has the ambition to swallow heaven and earth." ”
Repeating the words of Cao Cao that Xia Yu had borrowed, Wan Yingmu looked at Lu Yingyao and said, "Yao'er, did you say that Uncle Shi should go?"
In the past six months, Lu Yingyao has gradually adapted to the new environment.
After thinking about it, Lu Yingyao said: "If it is my father, I will go, but if it is my mother, I will not go, because my mother is afraid of things, my father is a good thing, and my mother said that my father is a big hero." ”
These words came from the mouth of a six-year-old girl.
Although it is a little immature, it is said on both sides, there is no right or wrong, just an example to demonstrate, and his intelligence in the future must be extraordinary.
If it is the right path, it will surely benefit one party, and if it is a magic guide, it will also be a great harm to one party.
Wan Yingmu, who was silent, nodded silently, and looked at this girl who had experienced many events and had gone from magic to righteousness.
In her body, there is not only Lu Buyin's resolute courage and intelligence, but also Wan Yingxue's external rejection and internal weakness, I hope that after the catastrophe in Tiannan, with the help of the quiet beauty of Yunshan, she can forget many troubles and hatreds.
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It's an army of trolls with no end in sight.
The Dark Demon Dragon, which is divided into four levels.
These second, third, and fourth levels seem to correspond to the acquired realm, the innate realm, the Jindan realm, and the higher and unknowable realm like Lei Feng.
An ordinary first-class bipedal flying dragon, no different from a rare bird of a crane, is purely a walking mount.
The second- and third-level demon dragons are similar to many powerful rare birds and beasts in the land of Tiannan, as for the only fourth-level black dragon king, this is the troll chief behind the gate of time and space, in order to deal with the thunder phoenix that was raging in the Demon God Hall before, he paid a huge price and forcibly descended here.
The Black Hand Chieftain is far more burly and violent than the average troll.
Dressed in a tiger fur coat and bald head, his skin is much darker than that of a troll, dark green, and covered with bone chain accessories.
Riding on the back of the Black Dragon King, the pitch-black projection swept through the sky, the ground pushed the catapult, and the trolls riding on the demon wolf and Komodo giant rhinoceros roared in the sky.
"The Great Chief needs a special stone in this world, many humans like to hang it on their bodies, the place we went to, the ground is covered with this kind of stone, we must dig all this kind of stone, give it to the Great Chief first!"
With a tuft of green hair on top of his head, the lean troll with a spear snorted.
The other troll, who was much fatter, carried a war hammer and said stupidly: "What does the big chief want this kind of stone for, is it a high-grade spar in the body of the demonic beast?"
Squeak, squeak, squeak......
The catapult is huge and amazing, enough to be comparable to the height of the lookout arrow tower, pushed by the trolls in unison, with the sound of the wooden wheel rubbing, gradually rushed to the direction of Gengchen Immortal Mountain, the most fertile place in the Central Plains, several giant wolves ran through the jungle in a flash.
The surrounding villages were deserted, and many villagers had already been evacuated by righteous people to escape the disaster.
This is the land of the Central Plains!
In the past, the richest essence of the land of Tiannan was now full of devastation and withering, and there was not one in ten villages and towns.