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Even Nantian, the strongest member of the tribe, had never penetrated within a hundred miles.

It's not that he doesn't want to dig deeper, it's that he can't.

Nanduan Mountain has been lying in the southern wasteland for an unknown number of years, and if there are no extremely powerful desolate beasts in it, it will not be too difficult to cross the past with his cultivation.

But Nantian knew better than everyone in the tribe that Nanduan Mountain was the forbidden land of the barren tribe.

The sun sets in the west.

The great barren moon has hung diagonally in the sky.

It's the fifth day!

Tribal hunting ceremonies usually don't last more than five days.

"Patriarch, do you want to send someone to find them?"

The atmosphere in the Nanli tribal chamber was somewhat oppressive.

Nantian didn't speak.

At this moment, there were already more than a dozen figures standing in the hall, and all of these people were powerhouses above the Sixth Heaven of the Quenching Bone Realm, but at this moment, everyone's faces were full of doubts.

Everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on Patriarch Nantian.

"Nanduan Mountain is thousands of miles in circumference, and I don't know how much it is, even if all the people in the tribe go into the mountains to search, they may not be able to find people.

Nanwu, has anyone in the team who came back seen them?"

Nanwu, one of the two chief war divisions of the tribe, immediately came out when he heard this.

"I've sent people to ask, no one has seen them, I'm wondering, will they have gone deep into the hinterland of Nanduan Mountain?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became a little solemn, if it went deep into the hinterland of Nanduan Mountain, it would be really dangerous.

"No, they don't go deep into the heart of the mountains. ”

Nantian's voice seemed extremely affirmative.

"I have commanded Qianjun not to go deep into the hinterland. ”

"Since the patriarch has already instructed Qianjun, then they should not go deep into the hinterland, we can wait another day, if they have no news, we will not be too late to find out. ”

It was another warlord of the tribe who spoke, Nan Poshi of the Eight Heavens of the Quenching Bone Realm, who was also the father of Nan Yao, and Nan Yao was in the last team that did not return.

Kick, Kick!

Suddenly.

A series of footsteps rushed from outside the council chamber to everyone's ears, and a moment later a tribal warrior covered in crimson armor walked in.

"Lord Nantian, the centurion is back!"

"Huh?"

When everyone in the hall heard this, their eyes immediately lit up.

Nan Qianjun is back?

"Let him in right away!"

"Yes!"

A moment later, Nan Qianjun hurried all the way into the hall without even taking a breath of air.

"Qianjun!"

"What about the others?"

As soon as he stepped into the meeting hall, several people immediately asked Nan Qianjun, his voice was a little noisy, but the patriarch Nan Tian was extremely keenly aware that there seemed to be a hint of joy in the eyes of this supreme genius of the tribe.

"Lord Nantian, I have extremely important matters related to whether the Nanli tribe can be promoted to the inferior desolate department. ”

As soon as these words came out, the entire council room suddenly became extremely quiet.

More than a dozen eyes fell on his body, even if it was the cultivation of the Sixth Heaven of the Quenching Bone Realm, Nan Qianjun felt extremely oppressed.

Promoted to Arabe!!

These four words are enough to make all Nanli people crazy.

There are hundreds of tribes in the Great Wilderness, hundreds of millions of ethnic groups, hundreds of millions of tribes, but the Wilderness Department is less than one, even the lower Wilderness Department at the bottom has a strength far beyond the Nanli tribe.

Become an inferior wasteland!

If Nan Qianjun was not the top genius in the tribe, Nan Tian would even slap him away.

The pressure contained in the gaze of the Nine Heavens Great Perfection Realm powerhouse of the Quenching Bone Realm undoubtedly made Nan Qianjun's breathing a little difficult, but the oppression did not last long and disappeared in a flash.

Nantian's gaze clearly had a hint of expectation.

"Are you sure?"

"Nanjin has discovered a vein of barren stone in the Nanduan Mountains, and if I am not bad, there are at least half a million barren stones in it. ”

Rumble!

The entire hall fell silent.

Wastestone veins!

No less than 500,000 barren stones!

Nan Qianjun's words almost shocked everyone's hearts.

Because they all knew that if this news was true, then the Nanli tribe might indeed become an inferior desolate tribe in twenty years or even less.

Patriarch Nantian's expression was a little silent at the moment.

He believed that Nan Qianjun was not lying, but as the strongest person in the entire Nanli tribe and the patriarch, he was calmer than everyone else.

The will in his head told him that this vein was not that simple.

stared closely at Nan Qianjun's youthful and excessive face.

"Nan 5, order that the whole council hall be fenced off, and that no one should be allowed to enter or leave. ”

Nantian finally made a decision.

Because he knows better that no matter how difficult it is, the opportunity to be promoted to the inferior wasteland department should not be missed, and if he loses this time, he doesn't know how many more years he will have to wait, maybe ten years, or maybe a hundred years, hundreds of years.

He can't afford to wait, and neither can the Nanli tribe.

Nantian gave an order.

Immediately, the whole tribe began to move.

But outside the council hall, except for a dozen or so strong tribal warriors who surrounded the council hall in great secrecy, the night was still very thick, as calm as water, as if there was not a trace of abnormal movement.

Inside the hall.

The nearly thirty people in the tribe are all the most peak combat power in the Nanli tribe, and they also control the fate of the entire tribe.

"Nan Qianjun, tell me what you know. ”

and so on.

Nantian slowly spit out this sentence in his mouth.

The color of the night is very dark.

The starry sky in the distance has remained unchanged for thousands of years, and within the hundreds of millions of miles of wilderness, the vicissitudes of eternity have become extremely quiet at this moment.

"So the Dongli people still don't know that their people have been killed by you?"

The expression on Nantian's face was extremely solemn, because the difficulty was far less than he had imagined.

Clash of the Clans?

Nanli people have never been afraid of swords.

Seeing that Nan Qianjun nodded, the breathing of everyone in the hall suddenly became a little heavy.

"Patriarch, this is our chance to leave the south. ”

The fiery color in Nan Poshi's eyes rolled, and at this moment, they had been waiting for hundreds of years for Nan Liren.

"Broken Stone, you immediately select ten centurions to converge at the northern foot of Nanduan Mountain, Nanwu, you stay in the tribe, just in case.

Tonight's events, out of this place, I don't want anyone to leak out, otherwise I will be the enemy of life and death of my Nanli tribe. ”

"Yes, Patriarch!"

As the head of the clan, Nantian has more considerations, and in order to ensure that this matter is foolproof, he must be ruthless.

"Nan Qianjun, you come with me!"

"Wait!"

Stunned.

Not only Nantian, but the high-level tribal leaders who heard Nan Qianjun's words were stunned.

"Huh?"

This time, Nan Qianjun actually showed a look of extreme excitement on his face, how strong the will of the Nine Heavens of the Quenching Bone Realm was, but Nan Tian still couldn't control the vibration in his heart.

Because obviously.

What made Nan Qianjun so excited was not the barren stone vein, but something else.

What is it that is more exciting than the promotion of the tribe to the Wasteland?

Nantian's heartbeat suddenly became a little violent.