Chapter 837: A Silver Gun in Hand

In the secret room, a pungent foul smell came out.

There was a thick layer of black corpse fluid on the ground.

On the futon in the middle of the chamber sat a half-corrupted skeleton, roughly humanoid, but with thick limbs, claws, and a long tailbone......

There was black carrion hanging from his body.

The smell of death permeated the entire chamber.

"Vomit ......"

Several White Moon Tribal warriors standing at the door of the secret room were rushed by the fishy smell and almost vomited out.

"Dead?"

Bai Haichao couldn't help but froze.

"Yes, it's him, it's Jin Zongze's corpse, his dragon tail is broken in half......" Bai Shanyue pinched his nose and looked at it carefully, and finally came to a conclusion.

Jin Zongze is the patriarch of the Lizard Dragon Clan, and his cultivation is profound, but he is also the object of the White Moon Tribe's attention, and he knows his physical characteristics the most.

The elders of the other White Moon tribes made a little observation, and finally came to the same conclusion as Baishanyue.

For a moment, everyone looked at each other.

No one thought that Jin Zongze, who was regarded as his confidant, would have died in the secret room.

The powerhouse of the fifth-level Heavenly and Human Realm actually hung up silently, and even his physical body was rotten.

"That's not normal, is it?"

Lin Beichen glanced at it from afar and said, "The powerhouse of the Heavenly and Human Realm, even if he dies, he won't be able to rot the city so quickly, right?"

"White Witch Doctor, please check it out. ”

Chieftain White Sea tidal tract.

A short man with a pointed hat of animal skin, a gray leather robe, and a bamboo basket on his back, in which bottles and cans smelled of medicine, and a necklace of animal teeth hanging from his neck, burrowed into the secret room.

A moment later.

"Poisoned. ”

The witch doctor came out of the secret room, his long black hair was messy and covered his face, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly, but his voice was like a symphony of gold and iron, and he said with great certainty: "And it's still the strange poison of the green-skinned demon clan [Separation of Flesh and Bone]. ”

"What?"

"What's going on?"

"That's ...... so"

One word stirred up a thousand waves.

The elders and powerhouses of the White Moon Tribe, their eyes almost fell to the ground.

The Lizard Dragon Human Race is also one of the three intelligent races in the White Moon Realm, with masters like clouds and strong people, and in real terms, its strength continues to far surpass the White Moon Tribe, and it also surpasses the Greenskin Demon Race.

As a result, the patriarch of the dragonmen, in the heavily guarded secret room, was quietly poisoned by the poison of the green-skinned demon clan?

How?

Seeing that before the Great Elder Jin Wushu and the others died, they were unwilling to wail and pinned their hopes on the patriarch Jin Zongze, indicating that they did not know.

It's scary to think about.

"It's better to be dead. ”

Chief Bai Haichao didn't care too much, and said, "It saves us a lot of effort, it's big."

The family immediately counted the items in the city, hunted and killed the fish that slipped through the net, and after resting for two hours, we attacked the greenskins and demons in one go. ”

"Yes. ”

"Yes. ”

The White Moon warriors immediately divided into groups and began a dragnet-style search of the entire ancient city of the Lizard Dragon Terran.

Lin Beichen did not hesitate to join in.

This kind of large-scale licking scene, how can there be less 'don't love money' Lin Dashao?

There were some sporadic battles in the city.

Some of the dragon-man warriors who were hiding were finally discovered and launched a counterattack in despair, but unfortunately to no avail, and finally fell in a pool of blood one by one.

A fire broke out in the center of the city.

The dead dragon-man warriors were thrown into the flames and burned.

After a stick of incense.

Lin Beichen returned to the square of the collapsed dragon man temple with a depressed face.

Dry tower stuffing.

The dragonmen are too poor.

I didn't have any hidden stones, gods and other things, but I didn't even have gold, silver and jewelry, which was too much.

Doesn't it mean that the guys who have been stained with dragons like some 'Bring' sparkling things?

Fairy tales are all about deceiving beautiful boys!

Presently.

The Sweep Tail battle is over.

The powerhouses of the White Moon Tribe regathered in the square.

Most of them are racing against time to seize the time and regain their strength.

As for the loot?

Most of them are herbs, animal skins and bones.

The White Moon Realm is very barren, and everyone's life is not easy.

What's more, the lizard dragon race doesn't have such a thing as an emerald fruit tree.

Chief Bai Haichao insisted on giving some herbs to Lin Beichen.

"Okay. ”

Lin Beichen reluctantly accepted it.

After all, thieves don't go empty.

"That's right, this dragon tooth spear is worth a lot, it is rumored to be made of a god's tooth that fell from the mouth of the dragon god believed in by the lizard dragon race, it is extremely powerful, and it has the power of killing gods, please Lin Dashao accept it." ”

Chief Bai Haichao held a silver javelin in his hand and carved words on the ground.

Lin Beichen's eyes lit up.

Oh huh?

Dragon god teeth, the power of killing gods?

Good stuff.

"Oh, that's embarrassing......"

Lin Beichen carved such a line on the ground and took it without hesitation.

The javelin is as thick as the mouth of a bowl, about two meters long, the surface brilliance seems to be flowing with mercury, both ends are extremely sharp, the tip of the gun is like a needle, the texture is incomparably hard, the touch is cold and delicate, extremely heavy, as if it weighs 10,000 catties.

Lin Beichen raised his hand and shook it.

The spear blooms with cold stars, like cold plums blooming into the void.

"Good is good, Yan

The color is also very good, it matches me very well, but it's a pity that it's a gun, not a sword. ”

He regretted it.

As if seeing through Lin Beichen's thoughts, Bai Haichao continued to engrave: "If you can find a skilled craftsman and forge and smelt with divine fire, you can forge this dragon tooth divine spear into a divine sword." ”

Oh huh?

Lin Beichen was immediately overjoyed.

Can it still be forged?

He wasn't sleepy all of a sudden.

When he returned to the Beihai Empire, he asked Lao Yang to find a way to help him forge a silver sword, which happened to be worthy of his celestial title.

After a while, everyone rested and repaired.

The army immediately set out again.

Soldiers are fast.

Lin Beichen walked with a sword, flying high in the air, and reconnoitring the formation in advance.

Bai Xiaoxiao stood behind him, his hands around his waist.

After a cup of tea, Lin Beichen couldn't bear to say: "Don't always hit people with the ball, this is a foul action." ”

"Goose Goose Goose ......"

Bai Xiaoxiao laughed insolently.

The two of them practiced and fought together for a few nights, and finally understood some language, especially when Lin Beichen said some bad things, she could already understand them.

But she didn't care, she deliberately hit Lin Beichen's plain with her own peaks one by one, enjoying the feeling of squeezing and rubbing.

Lin Beichen couldn't bear it, so he had to endure it again.

After a stick of incense.

"It's here. ”

Lin Beichen condensed the sword into the void and looked down.

Among the dull green stone forests and dry tree hills, an ancient city that has been dyed green is clearly visible.

Under the city walls, the corpses of decaying and dead wilderness monsters were piled up high, releasing a terrible smell.

This is Lin Beichen's masterpiece left behind by luring monsters to attack the ancient city a few days ago.

Countless green dwarfs ran around the city walls.

The White Moon Tribe was not in a hurry to attack.

The tribe's witch doctor ignited herbs outside the dead woods, releasing a thick smoke that swept away in the direction of the hilly dead woods.

The Greenskins are good at using poison, so they have to guard against it.

After a while, the medicinal smoke swept through the stone forest, cleaning it of the poison that had changed inside.

"Offense. ”

Bai Haichao waved his hand.

The powerhouses of the White Moon Tribe rushed forward like vengeful wolves.

The battle begins.

Lin Beichen shot the cold sword while observing.

The situation was, as expected, one-sided.

Soon the White Moon tribe had already captured the city walls and began to rush towards the city.

Lin Beichen was about to dive in the sword, this is, suddenly the system prompt sound of the KEEP software in the mobile phone came to his mind-

"Ding-dong. ”

"You've completed the task, do you want to settle it now?"