On the top of Magpie Mountain, the cold wind is howling.

There are only a few peaks on the southern slope, and there is still a little warmth, and the Qing clan camps here.

On the flat ground of a mountain peak, Ye Mengqiu lowered his head concentratingly, holding a beast tooth carving knife, and carefully engraved the mystical runes on a domino.

She carved so carefully that she did not make mistakes in every stroke, and finally completed another bone talisman.

The pretty face looked up at the sky, the blue was deep, but it revealed a dead air, and no living beings could be seen flying by, only the black clouds in the distance were faintly visible.

"Alas, when the great wilderness rises, when the dragon and snake rise!"

With a light sigh, he put down the carved bone talisman.

There are thousands of bone talismans carved around her, like a small mountain bag, and there are still thousands of bone talismans on the other side, which are still smooth whiteboards.

Qingyang carved more bone talismans, and the inscription formation was more complicated, and he couldn't help but smile when he heard this: "You see if I'm a dragon or a snake!"

Ye Mengqiu raised her eyebrows lightly, and couldn't help laughing: "You have just changed from a small insect to a big insect now, not even a small snake!"

"Hehe, big bugs are better than small bugs, otherwise you will cry in the future!"

Qingyang smiled weirdly and said gently, "It's really hard for you to carve so many bone talismans, see that your hands are red and swollen, I'll rub them for you!"

The young man was cheeky, and grabbed Ye Mengqiuyu's hand, like silk and soft satin, and his slender and slender fingers were red and swollen at this time, which made people feel pity.

The girl's face couldn't hold back, she was slightly hot, she pulled it back hard, and said softly: "Who wants you to rub it, let's work hard now, the more bone talismans carved, the stronger the formation can be." ”

At this moment, Liu Wu jumped and ran, she stared at Ye Mengqiu with a smile, but said to Qingyang: "Lord Qing, hundreds of people under the mountain kneel down and beg to see you."

They are all the patriarchs and strong people of all the clans under the mountain, if you take them all in, there will be tens of thousands of more people at once, why don't you hurry up and take a look!"

"Get out of the way!"

Ye Mengqiu also came to push Qingyang, and between the two girls, there seemed to be something to say, so that he couldn't be driven away from crying and laughing.

Looking around the magpie mountain, black clouds are coming from three directions, even the sky is covered with the sun, the momentum is pressing, and it is not more than fifty miles away.

With Queshan as the core, the Ghost and Witch Department formed an encirclement with a radius of 100 miles, and there were still a large number of wild people, who were forced to flee to Queshan, and nearly 50,000 wild people gathered around Queshan.

It seems to be a huge number, but it is the only remaining wild people within a radius of hundreds of miles west of Daze, north of Vortex, east of Tongdu Avenue, and south of Beilin City.

You must know that before the Great Rebellion, there were at least seven or eight hundred wild settlements living in this vast area, and the number of wild people exceeded 150,000.

"Lord, what should I do?"

Even if Zhong Bo was in the Wupin Warrior Realm, he thought that he had seen a big scene, and at this time, he couldn't help but be in a hurry, and his forehead was sweating.

Lu Zhonglin saw Qingyang's gaze sweeping, scratched his head and said quietly: "Lord, if you want to cut people, I'm very good at it!"

The patriarchs of each tribe have jurisdiction over four or five hundred people at most, and generally only two hundred, and they can't give good opinions at all, Qingyang pondered a little, and made a decision in his heart.

The Qing camp made a gap, and hundreds of wild clan leaders and strong people, with extremely respectful faces, began to climb the mountain under the leadership of Lie Muyang.

As soon as I entered the camp, I saw dozens of strange beasts and fierce birds facing him, lined up in a neat line, looking at the wild people together.

The wild people were shocked, although during the battle, they had already seen many strange beasts and fierce birds in the Qing clan, and when they saw them gathered together, they were still uneasy in their hearts.

"They used to be the totems of various departments, and after joining the Qing clan, they became guest secretaries!" Lie Muyang said in a flat tone, patiently explaining to them.

Some of the quick-witted savage chiefs, the gods were thoughtful, and began to understand that this was not only the Qing clan's dismount, but also the arrangement of the totems of the various tribes.

Even alien beasts have such treatment, if they defect, what kind of treatment will they have?

After walking hundreds of steps, I saw dozens of old patriarchs and clan elders waiting for a meal in a forest on the side of the road, such as Gale Le and Hua Gongye.

The stewed rotten beef, yokan, fish soup, some wild vegetables with tenacious vitality, and attractive aroma make the hungry wild people and the strong people can't help but tumble for a while.

Lie Muyang was still indifferent, and continued to explain: "The lord respects the old and loves the young, and these old men are all attached to the patriarchs and elders of various tribes. ”

There are also some wild clan chiefs, and they can't help nodding slightly, the Qing clan is still so kind to the old and weak of the subordinate departments, it seems that it should be the master of the Ming Dynasty, and it is worth attaching to the effect.

When he walked to the corner of the mountain road, Lie Muyang said solemnly: "I'll send you here!"

"Ahh

Hundreds of wild clan elders and strong men were suddenly shocked, and said, "I don't know where the lord is?"

"Quack"

The red ghost Xin Yi appeared after turning the corner, and he smiled strangely, "Everyone follow me!"

Two six-rank masters in succession, as a traction, made them even more fearful.

Turning the mountain road, and walking hundreds of steps, it is a cheerful gentle slope, where Qingyang meets many wild chiefs and strong people.

Hundreds of nine-rank martial cultivators, and hundreds of city guards who were wearing the same armor mixed together, and then covered up by the Qingyang formation runes, suddenly had the impression of two hundred and nine-rank martial cultivators.

Lu Zhonglin, Ma Boda, Niu Ben and other seven-rank martial cultivators stood on both sides of the head, and more than 30 eight-rank martial cultivators served as the background.

Including Zhong Bo, everyone quietly urged the runes in their palms, and the faint power shocked the clan leaders and the strong.

"Huh?"

Qingyang slowly glanced at everyone, his eyes were engrossed, as if a ray of essence shot out, making the tribal chiefs who were already in awe kneel down together.

"I am a great wilderness person in the world, I don't know the etiquette and the elderly, and now I am poor and have come to vote, and I hope that the lord will have mercy on tens of thousands of lives!"

Qingyang glanced at them expressionlessly, the corners of his mouth suddenly curled slightly, but the smile was so cold.

He said slowly: "There are twenty-three of you, who are spies of the Ghost and Witch Department, and you are afraid that you want to take the opportunity to assassinate me, and you want me to find out one by one?"

"Qing's child, suffer death!"

Nearly half of the dozens of savage leaders and powerhouses who knelt at the front were assassins of the Ghost and Witch Division.

They didn't know why they were exposed, but they didn't hesitate to pull out the long sword at their waists, the dagger in their boots, and rushed towards Qingyang.

"Bastard!"

Zhong Bo roared, Lu Zhonglin, Ma Boda and others, white light flashed on their bodies, and the runes were blessed in an instant, killing all twenty-three assassins.

The lowest assassin is also the eighth rank, the highest is even close to the sixth rank, twenty-three people gathered together, it can not be said that the strength is not strong, but in the blink of an eye, they were killed by the Qing clan, but the other party did not lose a single person.

This terrifying combat power frightened the leaders of the wild nations.

What frightened them even more was that Qingyang smiled coldly and said slowly: "Do you want to die or live?"

The leaders of the wild tribes and the strong men kowtowed and begged for mercy: "My lord, although we have come to meet together, but now the various tribes are confused and do not know each other, and these assassins have nothing to do with us!" Friends who read books, you can search for "", you can find this site as soon as possible.