Three thousand miles south of the Crow Tribe, it is still an endless sea of grass territory.

An area of ten or several thousand meters was scattered with thousands of rough warriors, some of them formed small teams, some were alone, holding all kinds of weapons, exuding a bloodthirsty aura. Take a closer look, most of the warriors are tattooed with goshawk patterns, chest, back, arms, legs, face, the weakest and other are also three-inch green, and most of the people have clear and clear patterns, which are very extraordinary.

In the middle of the crowd, there was a rather empty area, and no one had set foot in it. A remnant that resembles an ancient ruin, a huge stone pillar as thick as a few people surrounds a mysterious corner, which may have been an unexpected earthquake that lifted the veil of a possible civilization underground.

This is the Mausoleum of the Apocalypse. The burial place of the human powerhouse in the Apocalypse Era, and more importantly, it is the underground city of the human beings in the Apocalypse Era.

In order to compete for the qualification to enter, the Crow Tribe and the Goshawk Tribe started a bloody headhunting. This is the survival rule of the Caohai tribe, the more powerful the tribe, the more able it is to brutally suppress the opponent in the headhunting.

The warriors of the Raven Tribe have been swarming towards this place.

At the front are several strong men riding huge crows, the crows, the smallest ones also have wings of more than ten zhang, and if you look closely, it is not a living crow at all, but a stinging soul that can only be condensed by the strong in the seizure period, and the black aura is steaming all over the body, and the purple flames are burning in the two darker eye sockets. On the crow, the strong man of the tribe stood in the air, overlooking the earth through the stabbing soul, and leaping over the sky, for a time it was as if he was strong by nothing.

Below, all the warriors above the soul refining period have the war horses of the divine horses, which are the only demon beasts that have been tamed by humans on a large scale, even if they are war horses in the spirit refining period, they can travel thousands of miles a day. With their dark chests exposed, they followed closely behind the strong man in the sky, thousands of demon beast war horses galloping, emitting a wave of rolling sound like thunder.

In the rear, there is a group of strong men in the forging period, and they rely on their own ** strength to keep up with the speed of the war horses in the Enlightenment Period.

The crows were murderous, like a dragon that broke through the earth and flew straight into the sky.

At the back of the team, Qingfeng's strength in the ink stage was simply difficult to keep up with the speed of others, and the two powerhouses in the forging stage who looked at him were so angry that they almost stabbed Qingfeng's ass with their weapons.

"Damn! It's the first time I've met a headhunter in the ink period after so many years. You can't even beat the two of us, what did Fei do with this?"

"You hurry up! Grind and chirp again, Lao Tzu will stab you in the ass with a gun! You don't want to die in a hurry, the two of us have to rush to grab someone's head!"

Qingfeng pursed his lips and continued to slowly fall behind the crowd, getting farther and farther away. Only when the headhunter is caught in the war, he has more opportunities to pick up the leak or escape. Now rushing forward in a hurry, it is simply to seek death!

The 3,000-mile road has already run most of the way, and there is only a small distance left, and it is just a breather.

Seeing the thousands of people in the north, the people of the goshawk tribe immediately boiled. Only a few gold-piercing chirps could be heard, and in that area of thousands of meters, dozens or even hundreds of zhang of stabbing souls rose into the sky. The eagle-shaped stabbing soul, the sharp eyes seemed to penetrate the space and stab the heart, some wings exuded a strange light, some eagle talons were cold and awe-inspiring, and some eagle heads were like meteorites.

Crossing the crowd, the Soul Assassin confronted each other in the air.

Seeing that the battle formation of the Goshawk Clan was loose, the strong man of the Crow Tribe did not pause, ignored the jumping feet and scolded angrily of the strong man of the other party, and directly collided with it.

"Kill!"

There was a loud shout in the air, like a hammer striking the heartstrings, and everyone was suddenly shocked.

Rumble!

The strong men above the strength of the Seizure Period fought with each other with terrifying momentum, and the fighting edge of the dozen or so people seemed to overshadow the battle of everyone below.

The eagle-patterned powerhouse, as if thousands of sharp eagle feathers were spinning around his body, rolled up bursts of whistling, turning into a deadly whirlwind;

The soul pierced the sky, reaching the nine heavens.

Below, the strong ones in the eye-catching period are not far behind. The thorn on one side seemed to have become a shining star, and the vitality on it surged, making the thorn text seem to be alive, fierce and angry.

A sharp arrow pierced the goshawk's chest.

Qingfeng was late, and his feet were already in a mess, and there were corpses that had been beheaded everywhere, lying on their sides, and blood was flowing all over the ground! Among them, there were many strong people in the soul refining stage who were stabbing Wen Shenjun.

Hiss!

He gasped, the strong soul refining stage powerhouse who was usually strong was like an ant here, and he was directly crushed. Such a tragic situation made the two soldiers in the forging period also can't help but tighten their scalps.

"Let's go!"

As soon as he gritted his teeth, the two warriors in the forging stage actually suppressed the fear in their hearts, and held up Qingfeng to kill forward. Ahead, the initial momentum of the collision had been delayed, and everyone was scattered, and there was a chaotic battle. Fortunately, everyone's tattoos are clear at a glance, even if they are served by foreign races, there is also the clan language of the crow tribe at this moment.

The sound of killing rang out, and Aomine clenched his fists tightly. This passionate murderous aura faintly made him feel his blood boiling, and his mouth was dry and his ears were buzzing for a while. A faint bloodshot had begun to fill his eyes.

All this, Tianzun in the sea of knowledge was unaware of it, and encouraged: "There are these two guys staring at you, don't you want to run! Follow them, find an opponent with equal strength, and seduce them to fight! As long as you fight, there will be a hole to exploit!"

Qingfeng's spirit was immediately shocked, and this time he came to hunt for the head, and he hit the idea of escaping. As long as you get rid of these two, who cares about him!

While rushing up, Aomine kept an eye on it.

"There! Do you see it in front of the right? Two three-inch green eagle patterns, the most forging body, seduce and start!" Tianzun was already completely excited, and he was not idle for a moment in Qingfeng's sea of knowledge.

"You just have to seduce them, and then flash! These two stupid boys will definitely take over, and when the time comes, they will run directly, or kill people and run again, depending on the situation! If necessary, it is ......not impossible to kill those two crows and assassins."

Qingfeng saw at a glance the goshawk clan warrior who had just besieged the head of the goshawk clan with the two of them, and the speed that was originally slow suddenly mentioned, and he shouted in his mouth, "Those two stinky boys of the goshawk clan, come here to confer the head!"

The two of them immediately noticed Qingfeng, and when they saw the blood-red inch of blue on his neck, they were obviously stunned, and then showed a hideous smile and killing intent, and they didn't even care about the two three-inch green forging body powerhouses behind Qingfeng, and hung the head in their hands behind them, and their feet slipped, and the "shattered sky" stabbed like an eagle gliding.

The seduction was successful, Qingfeng was unpretentious, and ran back as soon as he turned his head. It was not far from the crow warrior, but at this moment, it passed by the two of them in an instant, and the goshawk warrior behind him was even faster, and he was about to kill the crowd of three in the blink of an eye.

"him!"

When Qingfeng and the two of them staggered, a loud shout exploded in the air, and the two of them subconsciously flew up with a volley.

There were several collisions in succession, and the four of them were evenly matched. Originally, when Tianzun and Qingfeng were looking for people, they were all three-inch green forging bodies, and their strength was almost the same. Seeing that it was empty, Aomine did not hesitate to turn around again and run.

I secretly said in my heart, the goshawk clan is so fierce, if you want to kill three hundred here, it is better to slip away as soon as possible!

The two warriors of the crow tribe were immediately anxious, and shouted: "Where are you going, stinky boy? You dare to run? It won't be long before the demon spirit swallows you!"

"Boy, don't run, it's useless! In less than three days, the Crow Tribe will be able to chase you back!"

Listening to the anxious shouts of the two, Qingfeng lowered his head and ran more quickly. If you don't run now, you won't survive tomorrow, and if you run, you will have a chance! Fools listen to them. However, Qingfeng slipped away, and it can be thought that even if the two of them can survive the headhunting, they will not be happy!

Seeing Qingfeng running farther and farther, the two of them were so angry that they wanted to vomit blood. But the battle was raging right now, and the two of them vowed to kill them here, leaving them with no choice. "Ahh

"Lao Tzu was originally forced to hunt for heads!Besides, is this called headhunting? Hunting your sister, this is obviously sending you to death! Count these thousands of people, and then find an opponent in the ink period for me, I can fucking die!" Qingfeng ignored the abuse behind him, muttered quietly, and didn't look back.

"Eh, you little bastard in the ink period, I won't let you go when I die!"

With a miserable scream, the two people who were originally in charge of Qingfeng were furious, their moves were unstable, and they were wiped on the chest by the people of the goshawk tribe, and they were full of resentment towards Qingfeng when they died.

"Sin, sin, sin!" Aomine clutched his chest, as if he hurt for them. Seeing that they died miserably, their heads were cut off, and they suddenly ran faster!

At this time, Aomine had already run far away, and he saw that he was about to run out of this bloody place. "You fight, you fight, don't come to me! Don't come to me!"

Seeing that he was about to escape, a figure suddenly flashed above his head, and then looked ahead, there was already a smiling forging period powerhouse.

Aomine's heart couldn't help but tremble. "Damn, these two guys are so uncompetitive!

In one fell swoop, the two forging period powerhouses of the goshawk tribe never forgot Qingfeng, a little rookie who was an inch green, this was obviously a merit sent to the door, how could he easily let it go. One person was beheaded, and the other person chased and killed him in an instant. The forging period and the ink period seem to be two stages of the abyss, and the difference in strength is huge. In the blink of an eye, Qingfeng had already been intercepted.

Facing Wu'an, who entered the ink nine products, Qingfeng was not able to catch it, and now he is facing a powerful warrior in the forging period, how can he escape!