Chapter 182: Defeat
In the face of Du Yesha's sudden coming to power, Da Hezhe didn't care at all, he stared at the elixir that Qian Lang spit out, and watched with interest. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 Even though his clothes were burned by the flames, he didn't feel embarrassed at all.
The palm of the hand that attacked Qian Lang underground was the hand of a humanoid monster. By this time, it had come out of the ground.
The monster was covered in blood, like a skinless body. It was tall, as tall as a temple. When it stands upright, people feel as if even the stars in the sky are blocked.
The monster didn't stop attacking, it continued to move forward, came to Qian Lang's side, and then, it lifted its right foot, which was as thick as the totem pole, and was ready to smash Qian Lang with one kick. But just as it lifted its feet, Da Hezhe suddenly let out a loud shout.
"Wait!"
At the sound of an order, the foot where the humanoid monster was about to fall actually stopped! The place where Qian Lang was located was pitch black, because the humanoid monster blocked all the lights around it.
Da Hezhe came to Qian Lang's side, and then lowered his body. He picked up a pill casually, then put it in his hand and looked at it carefully. However, it was very dark around him, and he couldn't see clearly. Then Da Hezhe frowned and looked at the humanoid monster.
"Stand down!"
After the humanoid monster received the order, it turned into a cloud of green light and disappeared. This green light kept drifting in the air, all the way into the distance. It wasn't until the light came to a place about a hundred meters away from the temple, that is, near a towering tree, that it finally stopped.
Then the light disappeared into the branches and leaves of the tree, and there was no trace of it.
This big tree is actually the giant tree that the shamanic cult calls the Tree of Ancestors. The giant tree was clearly unhealthy, as its roots had begun to rot and most of its leaves had begun to turn yellow. As soon as the wind blows nearby, the leaves on the trees will rain wildly.
Looking at the appearance of the Ancestral Tree, it is clear that it will not be long in life.
On the other side, Da Hezhe had been carefully examining the elixir that Qian Lang had spit out. The more he looked, the more the smile on his face grew. Then, Da Hezhe picked up Qian Lang's arm, then put it in front of his nose and sniffed it carefully.
After a short while, Da Hezhe's eyes burst with essence, and his expression was very excited. He laughed and said, "God bless me Nanban, in the next three hundred years, my Nanban will be prosperous!"
No one knew what was going on, not even An Dongyang himself didn't know why Da Hezhe said this.
Although the Demon Spirit Devouring Formation had disappeared, An Dongyang still felt that his legs and feet were weak, and the spiritual power in his body had been emptied. Now, his dantian has finally resumed operation, and a trace of spiritual power has finally been born in his body.
An Dongyang climbed up vigorously, then knelt in front of Da Hezhe and said loudly, "God bless Nanban!"
Then, the clansmen of the Nanban tribe under the square also shouted, "God bless the Nanban!"
Although, there is simply no one who knows what is happening.
Da Hezhe then said, "Someone!"
Those Mai shamans who were at the gate of the temple couldn't move at all, so after hearing Da Hezhe's order, two more Mai shamans came out of the temple, and they came to Da Hezhe's side.
Da Hezhe pointed at Qian Lang and said, "Carry him into the ancestral secret room for me." ”
"Yes!"
The two Mai shamans bowed, then lifted Qian Lang up and walked towards the temple.
At this time, An Dongyang seemed to think of something, so he asked, "Qi Da Hezhe, but you found a seed?"
Da Hezhe laughed and said, "It's really hard to find a place to step on the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!" Da Hezhe looked up to the sky and smiled, "This seed is amazing, and the vitality in its body is at least twice that of the ancestors!"
An Dongyang breathed a long sigh of relief, and then said happily, "In this way, my Southern Barbarian tribe will not be afraid of the factions of the Central Plains!"
"What is the Central Plains Realm? I think those old bones in the Xuyu Realm are also terrified for a while!"
Then, Antonyang looked at Du Yesha and Du Meilon, and then asked, "What to do with these remnants of the side?"
"Now that the seeds have been found, let's send them to be used as fertilizer." ”
"Isn't there no sacrifice for the sacrifice?"
Da Hezhe shook his head and said, "The auspicious time has passed, and now the sacrifice is no longer in accordance with the rules. ”
"Got it. ”
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I don't know how long it took, Qian Lang finally woke up from his coma. When he woke up, he felt a splitting headache and felt very uncomfortable.
Qian Lang looked around, and then found himself in a hole full of roots. These roots were extremely thick, even larger than Qian Lang's body. Apparently, these roots came from a very large tree.
"Patriarch Mellon!" "Duyesha!"
Qian Lang suddenly found that Du Meilong and Du Yesha were in this cave, and their whole bodies had been wrapped in roots, and only one of their heads was still exposed.
The dark circles under the eyes of the two were heavy, and the eye sockets and cheeks were sunken. Obviously, the two of them were much thinner than he had seen before.
"What's wrong with you?" Qian Lang put his hands into the bushes of tree roots, trying to use brute force to get them out, but as soon as he strained himself, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.
So, Qian Lang wanted luck to heal his wounds, but as soon as he used his strength on the dantian, there was immediately a pain that was ten times more severe than just now.
"Wow!" Qian Lang fell to the ground on the spot in pain, and then held his lower abdomen and rolled uncontrollably.
"Don't move, it's useless to try, you can't break free from the magic circle of the ancient barbarians. ”
Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice came from the cave, and the voice was very weak and hoarse, and it seemed weak.
"Who? who is talking?" Qian Lang was so frightened that he immediately leaned against the edge of the cave, bowing his head and looking up, afraid that there was something hiding other people here.
Originally, if there was someone hidden here, Qian Lang's spiritual sense could be detected, but now, his spiritual sense is obviously useless.
"I, my name is Jianmu, I'm dying, there's a little hole in the back of your calf, you just have to get in and you can see me. ”
Jianmu?What a strange name, is there anyone with the surname Jian?
Qian Lang couldn't help but turn around, and then squatted down. Sure enough, he found a tiny hole peeking out of the roots. Moreover, Qian Lang can also see the situation inside.
He saw a bed made up of countless intertwined tendrils, and on the bed lay a sick man.
The man's face was very pale, his skin was dull, and his eyes were slightly open, and he looked very unenergetic.
Qian Lang was a little scared, because the cultivation in his body had completely lost its effect. So he was struggling with whether he wanted to go in or not.
The patient, named Jianmu, obviously saw through Qian Lang's thoughts, so he asked, "Do you want to save someone you know?"
Qian Lang nodded, and then said, "Of course I want to, but if I have to pay some price, then I think it's better to forget it, I don't know them very well." ”
Jianmu continued, "Then you come in." ”
Qian Lang thought that if he didn't go in, it would not be a way here. So he turned his heart sideways and crawled through the little hole.