Song Yun and Xuanwu quietly went south, and it was more labor-intensive to migrate the human race, and it was difficult to return in a short time, so they did not make a public announcement.

There was no emperor in the northwest for a while, but the morale of the tribe was high, and there was no timidity at all.

The vast northwest land has become extremely safe, and only stupid ordinary beasts dare to roam around, and the fierce beasts have long since run out.

Not only is the "five hundred miles around Anxi" boundary demarcated by Song Yun, but the entire northwest region is no longer infested with fierce beasts, and it has become much safer.

Xuanwu followed Song Yun all the way south, looked around, and couldn't help but admire:

"The wilderness is empty, the wind is high and the grass is low, and it is the first time in the world that there is such a good scene."

Although he is still patting Song Yun's sycophants, the emotion in Xuanwu's heart is true, when he sets foot on the land that belongs to human beings, he will unconsciously feel at ease and happy in his heart.

It's a feeling that people who have been hiding here and there have never experienced.

"If only the South could be like this......" Xuanwu thought silently in his heart.

Song Yun had already decided to give up the south, and Xuan Wu knew that he had no right to speak, and his strength was not enough, so he didn't dare to mention it again, so he could only think about it in his heart.

"On other days, I should be the lord of one party, and like Emperor Xuan, I will sit in charge of thousands of mountains and rivers and rule over thousands of people......"

The two of them continued on their way, and when they left the northwest and entered the south, they became different.

Or rather, it's back to the scene that Xuango is familiar with.

The air was filled with the smell of blood, and the howls of fierce beasts rang out from time to time in all directions.

Danger lurks everywhere in the fields and dense forests, and there is a faint sound of wind and grass, as if something is sneaking around.

Every now and then, a wild deer turned into a black shadow and fled into the distance, followed by the leopard.

This is a vast natural hunting ground, in which all life is struggling to survive, and its identity is constantly changing between prey and hunter.

At this point, it's Genggo's turn to lead the way.

He took Song Yun to find several places, some of which were empty, and some were covered with corpses and bloodstains, and the scene was extremely tragic.

Only then did the southern fierce beasts go out in a big way, and cooperated with the four demon emperors to set up a net of heaven and earth, discovered several human habitats, and launched an attack, forcing Xing Ge and Xuan Wu to fight to the death.

The warriors resisted stubbornly, but their strength was not as strong as that of the beasts, and soon the defense line was breached, and the clansmen either died or fled.

Xuango's face became more and more ugly.

Finally, following the secret message left by his people as they fled, he found a survivor in a valley.

Because several demon emperors were quickly killed by Song Yun, the fierce beasts were in chaos and fled in all directions, but these people survived and saved their lives.

Led by several patriarchs, they fled from the breached habitat and gathered in the most defendable valley, waiting anxiously for news of their emperor.

According to a simple count, there are less than 10,000 of the 20,000 people under Xuanwu's command.

In less than half a day's work, sixty percent of the losses were reduced, and the casualties among the soldiers were particularly heavy.

This made the corners of Xuanwu's mouth twitch in distress.

Song Yun glanced at the people who were scarred and had desperate eyes in their eyes, and asked:

"There are no fierce beasts in the northwest, are you willing to go?"

When many people heard this, they were a little incredulous, "There are no fierce beasts in the northwest? How can it be? Where in this world are there no fierce beasts? ”

"Who is this man? Looks like a master, but too young......"

There were also a small number of people who looked at Song Yun, thoughtfully, they all heard the announcement of killing the Silver Moon Wolf Emperor a while ago, but they were only half-convinced.

"Ahem." Xuan Wu stood up and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

His prestige is not low, and even in the face of heavy casualties of the Terrans, he can calm people's hearts.

"This is Emperor Xuan, and he is also the strongest combat power of the human race today, killing the Silver Moon Wolf Emperor with his own strength, turning the northwest thousands of miles of wilderness into human territory, the fierce beasts are not allowed to attack, and the Tiger Emperor does not dare to use force when he comes."

"Emperor Xuan also joined forces with Emperor Xing Ge of the Axe Emperor to kill the three powerful Demon Emperors, the Crocodile Emperor, the Leopard Emperor, and the Eagle Emperor!"

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"Oh, the Blood Emperor Gu Ming has also died under his sword."

In three simple sentences, the death of five supreme powerhouses has completely changed the situation in the entire world, and this terrifying record sounds like a fantasy to people.

But looking at Xuan Wu again, his expression was serious, and he bowed to Song Yun while talking, which didn't seem like a joke at all.

"Really...... It's true? ”

"How can the emperor be false?"

Rumble! The crowd was boiling, countless people had just fallen into the abyss, and now it seemed as if they had risen to the clouds.

Some people lost their eyes and couldn't imagine what the northwest was like without fierce beasts, some people covered their faces and cried with joy, and some people mourned for their relatives and friends who had just died......

The scene was chaotic.

Xuan Wu appeased a few words, ordered the clan chiefs to make arrangements for the migration, and then took Song Yun to find the clansmen under Xing Ge's command.

Xing Ge's stone axe and personal relics were brought over, and when these clansmen saw it, they knelt on the ground and wept silently.

The warriors asked:

"How did our Emperor die?"

Song Yun: "Opened the "Death Battle Technique", fought against the three demon emperors with his own strength, and finally died with the crocodile emperor. ”

"Great, my emperor!"

The warriors bowed heavily, then raised their tomahawks and sang to the heavens.

"These are all fierce warriors, and all of them have the courage to torture." Xuanwu was appreciative, a little greedy.

Xing Ge is dead, and these tribes still have to survive, so they naturally have to follow the new emperor.

Xuan Wu wanted to accept the soldiers under Xing Ge, but unfortunately Song Yun was here, he didn't dare to rob it, so he could only watch and drool.

Song Yun flattened a mountain with one punch, showed great force, and after making another promise, he naturally became the new co-leader of these tribes.

The more than 8,000 surviving people under Xing Ge's command also began to migrate.

The next day, more than 10,000 Terrans hit the road, overcoming obstacles and heading northwest.

Finding new habitats is something they do all the time, but this time it's the longest and the most hopeful.

"Go to the northwest, go to a place where there are no fierce beasts!"

"Go to the Terrans' own territory!"

Thousands of miles of fields, between the reckless barren grass, columns of teams kept moving.

The march of more than 10,000 people, the movement was insignificant, and soon attracted the peeps of a large number of fierce beasts.

Well, a cheetah pounced on the side of the road and was kicked in the head by Xuanwu.

The Python Emperor is nowhere to be found, and there are no other demon emperors in the south, so Xuan Wu alone is enough to suppress the scene and protect the human race from the fierce beasts.

Song Yun hid his aura and hid in the dark without showing his face, but he also had to follow all the way to prevent accidents.

In the barbarian era, even the old, weak, women and children all had a certain amount of martial arts cultivation, and their marching speed was not slow, but there were many wounded who dragged their feet.

Song Yun estimated that it would take at least fifteen days to reach the northwest border, which was more than 2,000 miles away.

During this time, there was no emperor in the northwest, and the defense of the high-level was somewhat empty.

But Song Yun wasn't worried, he kept his back hand in-

Calculating the time, Yin Han's retreat cultivation is almost complete.