[Transitional chapters, the climax starts to explode during the National Day!]

Since the Bofan tribe moved to the edge of this poisonous miasma swamp more than 700 years ago, it has organized hunting teams into the swamp from time to time to hunt for food by virtue of its unique physical conditions. The poison in the eyes of other tribes www.biquge.info the pen and the fun and the pavilion, and when it reaches the hands of the Minotaurs, it will become a fragrant and delicious delicacy.

I don't know when it began, it was rumored that there was an amazing genius winemaker in Wangcheng, and he could use the Seven-Star Ink Lotus to make a magic fruit wine that was more precious than the magic crystal, and the name of the Seven-Star Ink Lotus became famous all over the world. Elite hunters from tribal groups who are not afraid of death often come to explore the poisonous miasma swamp, but they all end up in an extremely miserable end.

Legend has it that many years ago, several large tribes sent emissaries to try to enter the swamps, only to be devoured by the miasma. Since then, no one, including the Green Goblins, has dared to attack the idea of this place. In the past 300 years, people have long forgotten this place, and no one wants to come to die anymore, but the Bofan tribe has relied on the tenacious reproduction here to grow.

Since then, the Minotaur has risked his life to the death, and the seven-star ink lotus collected in the swamp can be exchanged for a large cart of black rice.

Moreover, all the magic toads, poisons, demon fish, etc., that have been processed by the Minotaur can be exchanged with people in the trading city, or directly sold for magic stones, or directly exchanged for food, daily necessities, and so on.

The Minotaur Demon of the Bofan tribe regards this poisonous miasma swamp as the holy land of the Minotaur Demon, and has always firmly believed that it was the ancestors who appeared and specially gifted this treasure land to them.

Since the Western District Tribal Alliance gave the Bofan tribe the task of handing over fifty seven-star ink lotuses every year, the Minotaur Demon would send more than a dozen of the most powerful people in the tribe to form a lotus-picking team every time the seven-star ink lotus matured, and started the lotus-picking boat, which was only allowed to start once a year, to pick fifty seven-star ink lotuses on the lake.

The tribe stipulates that the black lotus in the holy land is only allowed to pick fifty flowers every year for the task, and before each lotus picking, the lotus picking team will also hold a sacrifice by the lake, and throw fifty live monsters from the Demon Chou Mountain Range into the lake to pay tribute to the lake god. After that, the lotus picking will be very smooth, even if it occasionally encounters the flower beet in the lake that is almost about to become a king, it will not attack the lotus picking team, let alone other lake beasts.

However, this year, the lotus picking team was almost attacked by the most tragic lake beast in history, and even the flower cockroach in the lake that was about to become a king hit them!

It turned out that everything was due to the fact that the lotus picking team failed to hold a sacrificial event this time, because every year one month before the lotus picking period, the Bofan tribe would organize the strongest hunting team of 300 people in the whole clan to go into the mountains to hunt. In the past, every year of hunting of this scale, it was a full load, not only reserved fifty sacrificial demonic beasts, but also left a large number of them for the clansmen to dry as meat, fur, teeth and claws and so on, and it was likely to be taken by the material store of the trading city in exchange for a few magic stones.

But this year, the hunting party of 300 people almost all returned empty-handed. Because, they even searched the areas they didn't dare to go deep in the past, but they still couldn't find any trace of the prey of the Warcraft. It was as if the demonic beast poisonous insects in the entire Demon Sorrow Mountain Range had disappeared completely overnight.

Even the old patriarch of the tribe, who was more than one hundred and thirty years old, didn't know what had happened in the Demon Chou Mountain Range. The whole clan couldn't help but be shrouded in a cloud of sorrow.

There is no way, seeing that the maturity period of the seven-star ink lotus is about to pass, if you don't venture in to pick it, no one can bear the consequences. So, a heavily armed lotus-picking team composed of all five-star realm warriors came to the lake and started the big boat.

They didn't even have time to cast a few nets, and they were bent on picking Mo Lian safely first. As a result, as soon as the boat left the lake, it began to be harassed and attacked by various lake beasts one after another, making them tired of coping, how could they still have the time to pick the seven-star ink lotus.

Even, in the entanglement with various lake beasts, their big boat gradually floated to the middle of the lake, and they were unaware. Then, the soon-to-be-crowned flower beetle appeared angrily.

In the face of the bitter pleading and wishing of the minotaur of the lotus picking team on the ship, the flower cockroach was indifferent and was furious that he had not been able to get the sacrifice, so he began to attack the lotus picking boat in a rage.

The Minotaur of the Lotus Picking Team didn't dare to really attack the flower cockroach at all, even if the big ship was about to be broken and a few of them would be buried in the lake, they didn't use a killer against the flower cockroach.

Because, for many years, this huge flower beet has long been regarded as a holy relic by the Minotaur of the Bofan clan, and they would rather die than harm the holy relic.

Then, with a brilliant aura like a god, Xiao Nu appeared.

The holy relict flower cockroach is as supple and well-behaved as a house snake at his feet, and the powerful alien wind leopard with two wings is obviously his mount, and he is covered in colorful brilliance, which is clearly the divine light and holy light, what is this person who descended from the sky is not a divine envoy?

"You are all from the Bofan tribe, right?" Xiao Nu deliberately attached some soul sense to his voice, and the voice was like Hong Zhong Dalu roaring in the ears of more than a dozen warriors of the Lotus Picking Team, which made them more and more in awe of Xiao Nu to the extreme.

"If you wish to return to your lordship, we are all from the Bofan tribe. The leader finally calmed down, but he didn't dare to raise his head, and still crouched on the board of the boat to answer Xiao Nu's question.

"What are you doing here, why are you fighting with it?" Xiao Nu continued to ask, and the long snake letter suddenly reached into the boat and swept swiftly in front of a lotus picking warrior.

It was still the person who was the leader, and he reluctantly told the cause and effect of the matter one by one, and Xiao Nu knew that it seemed that people had angered this king lake beast, and they had nothing to do with him.

Xiao angrily jumped off the wind leopard and landed on the head of the flower beetle, and in the blink of an eye, the wind leopard disappeared, but he bent down and patted the head of the flower grass, and said in a deep voice: "I will spare you this time today because you have been loyal to protect this lake." Let's send them back to shore first. ”

As if they had been amnestied, and they didn't know what tricks they had played, waves arose under the big boat, and they carried the big boat towards the shore of the lake.

The minotaur on the boat naturally listened to Xiao Nu's words, and secretly raised his head, but saw Xiao Nu standing on the head of the flower worm, as if riding the wind and waves, following the big boat slowly on the lake.

Xiao Nu's peerless demeanor is forever branded in their hearts. At the same time, Xiao Nu was slightly happy in his heart, because he sensed the fruit of his faith, and suddenly received more than a dozen faint powers of faith.

He believed that he had obtained the pious faith of these dozen or so Minotaur Demons, and the trip of the Bofan tribe would definitely go well.

After the big boat arrived at the lake, Xiao Nu was still standing on the head of the flower cockroach, but he kept waving his hand at the big boat, and every time he waved, there were a few points of light flashing into the big boat, which was Xiao Nu hitting some newly refined talismans on the big boat, which not only laid a delicate mysterious magic circle on the big ship, but also strengthened and repaired the big ship that was about to break.

After a dozen breaths, the minotaurs on board watched in amazement as the large ship beneath them underneath them underneath had changed dramatically, as if it had suddenly changed from a decayed wooden ship to a high-grade warship made of steel.

And they knew that all of this was brought by the gods, so they felt that their belief in themselves had increased again.

"You're going to pick the Seven-Star Ink Lotus, right? Since you haven't sacrificed yet, then I'll do it for you!"

Xiao Nu moved, and the flower beetles under him turned their heads and swam towards the middle of the lake, and the group of bull-headed demons of the lotus picking team didn't know what sacrifice the divine envoy would take, so they couldn't help but stand on the bow of the boat and watch nervously.

Suddenly, they saw that the flower beetle was swimming forward with the divine envoy, and the divine envoy suddenly opened his arms and raised his head to the sky, as if to embrace the heavens. At the same time, there were a few black shadows, jumping out of his hands and falling into the lake on both sides of his body.

From a distance, the Divine Envoy looked like a man standing in the middle of a fish pond throwing bait, and behind him, the waves rolled up, but it was the lake beasts that had been dormant in the lake fighting to devour something.

In fact, what Xiao Nu threw into the lake was just the young rats that the group of treasure hunting rats bred. No matter how much he throws out, the group of treasure hunt rats will always multiply quickly to make up for the number.

What Xiao Nu thought about was to put enough money into it at one time, so that the worship and belief of these Minotaurs would be indestructible from now on.

Although he still doesn't understand what divinity is, even the Thirteenth Master cherishes divinity very much, and it is conceivable that its preciousness is no less than that of the divine pattern. Since he could nourish his divinity by collecting the power of faith, how could Xiao Nu let go of such an opportunity?

Besides, he was only a little over thirteen years old after all, and he thought it was fun to be worshipped as a god. Little did he know that he was embarking on an avenue that countless people could only dream of.

Xiao Nu threw the treasure hunting rat while directly picking the ripe seven-star ink lotus he saw with the soul silk dragon and ingesting it into the divine palace. Xu was on a whim, he actually threw a few ink lotuses into the bathtub where different divine pills were placed, and at the same time, Xiao Nu also secretly wondered, why did his own divine palace world perform a realm, but it never spawned a lake?

The water was left behind from the grassy hills, but as soon as it reached the ground, it disappeared. Rivers have never been formed, let alone lakes. Xiao Nu thought that after he had arranged the relevant matters of Equality Village, he should close it for a good time.

At first, Xiao Nu thought that since the Bofan tribe had always adhered to the rule of picking fifty seven-star ink lotuses a year, it was inconvenient for him to wreak havoc. However, according to Xiao Nu's observation, there are tens of thousands of seven-star ink lotuses on this lake. Once ripe, it withers and sinks into the lake.

As a result, Xiao Nu began an almost crazy lotus-sweeping operation. This kind of seven-star ink lotus is no better than the magic fruit, it can only be picked once a year, and it is a waste if it is not finished.

Even if the flower cockroach was agile, it took Xiao Nu almost an hour to barely pick all the ripe seven-star ink lotuses floating on the lake. Then he stepped on the flower cocky and returned to the lotus-picking boat, with his toes on the python's head a little, and the man had already jumped on the bow of the boat.

Then, Xiao angrily turned to the flower beetle and said, "You take care of this holy lake with your own heart, except for my race, anyone who dares to come in to hunt or pick lotus, you can kill it." This is my reward, take it and cultivate with your heart!"

What Xiao Nu gave to the flower cockroach was a few kinds of divine pills that were enough to make it reborn. He had already explained it in detail through the contract fruit, and at this time it was just for show.

After that, Xiao Nu and Menye converged, and after Menye came, he first called out to the Divine Envoy, so that this group of minotaurs no longer had the slightest doubt about Xiao Nu's identity.

So, the group, each riding a five-star wind leopard, rushed out of the swamp area at a gallop and went straight to the Bofan tribe.