After completely killing this pool of blood and mud, Song Yun opened the [Anxi Real-time Map] and swept it around to make sure that there was no missing blood.

The Blood Emperor Gu Ming didn't lie at one point - this guy has a deep knowledge of the way of qi and blood, and he can be reborn with a drop of blood, and it is difficult to kill it completely.

Maybe he hid a drop of essence blood somewhere, and no one could find it for rebirth.

However, at least in the Anxi realm, the Blood Emperor can't hide it at all, and he can't make any waves.

In his heyday, the Blood Emperor couldn't stop a sword "Zhu Immortal", and after being reborn, it would only be weaker, so there was nothing to worry about.

Seeing that the soldiers were excited, Song Yun did not immediately issue a patrol task, waved his hand, and motioned for people to clean up the more than 2,000 carcasses of the fierce beasts first, and then celebrate at will.

The life essence in the bodies of these fierce beasts has basically been drained, but the meat of the fierce beasts is still the best food for ordinary people, which can strengthen the body and increase strength.

In the next few months, people in the northwest will not worry about eating meat, which is definitely the happiest time, and the cohesion of the ethnic group will increase rapidly.

Every three or four people lifted the carcass of a fierce beast and slowly carried it into the distance.

The door of the "meat warehouse" over there has been opened, revealing a mountain of dried meat inside, and rows of fresh meat are hanging outside the meat warehouse, which is being air-dried.

If you look at the quality of the meat, you can see that these are genuine beasts, not ordinary beasts.

There is more meat than grain and wild fruits, and with such a rich scene, Xing Ge was stunned when he saw it, and he had never seen the world.

But everyone knows in their hearts that what is happening in this northwest land is an unprecedented miracle.

Even if he is well-informed, it is the first time he has seen it.

The scene of hoarding a large amount of dried meat cannot reasonably happen in the territory of the human race.

To have so much meat, at least 5,000 beasts had to be slaughtered. In fact, with only one Demon Emperor leading the team, and five thousand fierce beasts charging in clusters, no matter how strong the Terran tribe is, it will be wiped out in an instant.

But that's how the miracle happened.

Except for Song Yun himself, no one knows what the truth is, only that this Emperor Xuan was born out of nowhere, with dazzling achievements, killing the Wolf Emperor, retiring the Tiger Emperor, and punishing the Blood Emperor, and he has forged hegemony in just a few days.

The people of the Northwest are like living in a dream, and now Xing Ge is about to be pulled into a dream.

As the sun set in the west, the people lit a bonfire early, prepared salt and shallots, took down the poplar branches and sharpened them, skewered them with large pieces of ferocious meat, and roasted them on the fire.

Many of the tribal warriors danced around the campfire with a somewhat jerky pace—they had rarely celebrated before, and were accustomed to eating their food as quickly as possible, and the slightest slower smell could attract ferocious beasts.

Now this relaxed state seems to have not been seen since adulthood.

The oil star splashes open, and the luster of the flesh gradually emerges in the high temperature, and the rich aroma is filled, which is mouth-watering.

Even if Xing Ge is a martial arts immortal, seeing this scene is also aroused, "If you have some fruit wine and barbecue, it will be the ultimate enjoyment in the world."

The people in the northwest looked at each other, and some people knew how to make fruit wine, but the spirit fruit was not enough to fill their stomachs before, who was willing to use it to make wine?

"Wine? I've got some."

Song Yun remembered that when he traveled to the end of the Great Summer and temporarily lived in Yangcheng, he often drank with Jia Xuan, the Silver Armor Heavenly King.

The drinks are all the best spiritual wine in Great Xia, brewed with a variety of precious spiritual fruits, which have a certain effect on people and immortals.

It's a pity that he didn't drink a few times, and the final decisive battle with Emperor Qi was hastily launched, and Jia Xuan died in the city of Anxi.

There are still a few jars of spirit wine in the [Void Storage Box], and I haven't had time to drink it yet.

Song Yun waved his hand, released it, and placed it in front of Xing Ge and other martial artists.

"Let's split it up together."

"Good means." Xing Ge rubbed his eyes, but he couldn't see where these jars of wine came from.

Thinking about Song Yun's ability to imitate the Blood Emperor's supernatural powers before, this Xuan Emperor is really full of secrets,

It's completely incomprehensible.

Xing Ge opened the wine jar and sniffed it gently, and the full and strong aroma of wine burst out in his nose in an instant.

Yin Ke and the others sitting around were all martial saint powerhouses, with keen senses, and as soon as the wine jar opened, they couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

"Hey—the brewing process of this jar of wine has reached its peak, it's wonderful......" Xing Ge shook his head and couldn't help but sigh, "It's a pity, if it is brewed with a real superb spirit fruit, with this technique, it will definitely be able to brew a jar of peerless wine that is unparalleled in the world!"

The quality of the spirit fruit after 100,000 years is naturally not as good as this barbaric era where treasures are everywhere.

A group of martial saints no longer had their usual calm appearance, scratching their ears and cheeks and sitting next to them, waiting for Xing Ge to fill a bowl first, they couldn't wait to squeeze up and pour wine.

Seeing their anxious appearance, Song Yun smiled, waved his hand and released a few more altars.

"Remember to give a little to the warriors below."

"Xie Dizun!" Yin Ke and the others smiled, scrambling to pick up the wine jar.

Xing Ge narrowed his eyes, but he still didn't find where the wine jar came from.

Several Martial Saint Patriarchs walked away in amusement, leaving the two Emperor Zun to sit opposite each other.

Xing Ge poured a bowl of wine first, raised his glass and saluted, "Thank you Emperor Xuan for saving your life this time, after drinking these glasses, I want to go back first and move all the tribes under my command to the northwest, I wonder if Emperor Xuan can take it in?"

Without waiting for Song Yun to respond, he couldn't help but sigh, "These people follow me, they are afraid all day long, and they will die at the mouth of the beast at any time."

"I'm always worried, I'm afraid that one day when I wake up and the beasts are pressing, these people ask me for help, but I am entangled by the demon emperor and can't do anything......

As a human emperor, a strong man in the realm of martial arts immortals, he was afraid that he would not be able to protect a few tribes, and he felt aggrieved and helpless.

"Just come, the northwest is the northwest of the human race, anyone can come." Song Yun bowed slightly.

Xing Ge was overjoyed when he heard this, thanked him repeatedly, and raised his head to drain a bowl of wine.

The two began to discuss the arrangements for the migration, and there were ten tribes under the command of Xingge, with a total of more than 20,000 people, and most of them were good warriors.

But with so many people running to the northwest, the movement is definitely not small, and there are four demon emperors in the south, who will definitely come out to intercept and kill.

While studying countermeasures, a series of heavy footsteps sounded in the south, smashing the ground with a muffled sound, knock, knock, knock......

When the warriors heard the sound, they thought it was a fierce beast coming, and they all looked at it-

I saw a bloodstained giant python appear in the distance, which had lost its breath, its body was knotted, and it was slowly approaching.

If you look closely, there is also a little old man with a somewhat rickety figure below, holding the corpse of a mountain-like python in both hands, walking step by step.

It's the Yellow Emperor Xuanwu.

Boom - Xuan Wu threw the giant python corpse to the ground, smiled flatteringly at Song Yun, and said:

"Just now, I wanted to attack the Blood Emperor with Lord Xuandi, but I found that this python was secretly watching."

"I'm afraid that it will go back to report the news and attract the Python Emperor to stir up the situation, so I chased it for hundreds of miles and killed him."

"This python is in good condition, just as a congratulatory gift to celebrate the victory of Emperor Xuan!"