The rain had just stopped for a short time, and it began to fall again.

The sky was so dark that there was no light in sight.

Although it should be noon according to the time, the gloomy and dark environment in the mountains and forests gives people the feeling of being in the middle of the night.

The north wind is howling, and the autumn rain is cold.

Countless leaves fell and withered, mixed with the wind and rain.

The weeds and shrubs are no longer lush, adding a lot of cold and killing scenes to the entire mountain forest.

It even gives people a feeling of silent desolation.

There was a crisp click.

Above the big red monk's robe, a head twisted backwards violently.

This is a strong monk, with an unbelievable dazed horror in his eyes.

Until the last moment of his life, he didn't even know how he died.

I don't know where the enemy came from, why they didn't say a word and started to attack.

Smack!

The necklace hanging around the monk's neck was pulled off and removed.

He took it to his eyes and took a closer look.

After a few moments, the Unreal status bar crept into view.

A crisp and pleasant ding-dong sound followed.

He exhaled softly, a faint smile on his face, and then slowly turned his head to look at a tent farther away.

There, there must be more treasures that can increase the gold coins, which can allow him to continuously push the red line fist that carries qi and blood to the top.

"The sacrifice is in the tent?"

With a hoarse voice sounding, the warrior guarding outside the tent slowly turned his head and looked at a figure coming through the dark rain curtain.

"If you go back to Your Highness, the priest is now in the tent to perceive the celestial phenomena." The warrior lowered his gaze and bowed respectfully.

"This rain is a little strange."

The young man stopped, looked up at the darkness of the night, and sighed low after a moment.

"Although the Great Brahma Heaven manifested its spirit because of the rain, and in addition to our Northern Wilderness, all kinds of evil spiritual intent in other regions also burst out with the qi that went straight into the sky, which can already explain the difference of this rain.

And what puzzled me even more was that above the heavy clouds, the bright starry sky that should have existed forever disappeared without a trace when the wind and rain came, as if it had been completely destroyed and erased, and no trace of its existence could be found.

Therefore, it seems to me that the great opportunity that the king and the high priest thought was not as simple as we had speculated. ”

The Northern Wilderness Warrior thought for a long time, "The old slave dared to ask, in the eyes of His Highness, the revival of the Great Brahma Heaven and the disappearance of the stars like the sand of the Hanhai Sea, what does it mean for all this to happen?" ”

The young man was silent for a long time, but finally shook his head slowly, "I don't know, it's just that my heart has been filled with unspeakable fear, so I came to seek enlightenment in the middle of the night. ”

The Northern Wilderness Warrior lowered his head, his eyes faintly hesitant.

It wasn't until more than a dozen breaths later that he made up his mind to speak again, "Your Highness doesn't know anything, after listening to the Great Brahma Heavenly Decree in the early morning, the priest seemed to be a little anxious and sorrowful, and since then he has locked himself in the tent and meditated, until now he has not stepped out of the curtain, and even his plan to continue to go south has been disrupted because of this. ”

"What holy oracle did the Great Brahma pass down......?"

The young man subconsciously asked, but was silent halfway through.

His face changed slightly, his brow furrowed, and he looked at the dark rain curtain in the distance.

At the same time, the Northern Desolation Warrior also turned around sharply, observing and perceiving it deeply and carefully.

But as time passed, the two of them found nothing.

It seems that the small noise that has just appeared is just the movement of small animals in the rainy night, making them feel like they are facing a false alarm.

The young man's eyes flashed, and he instructed the attendants who came to inquire, "Pass the order, strengthen the vigilance in all positions, whether it is a person or something, don't let them get close to the camp tent, once they are discovered, they will be killed!" ”

"Subordinates obey!" The attendant stroked his chest and saluted, silently blending into the darkness.

As soon as he took a few steps, his whole body suddenly tensed to the extreme, staring at the dark and blurred jungle in the distance.

"Enemy attack!"

At this moment, a mournful cry suddenly sounded, breaking the silence of the mountains and forests on a rainy night.

Before the sound fell, more than a dozen arrows had broken through the air, tearing through the rain curtain like lightning and sinking into the forest.

A few bright sparks suddenly burst out in the darkness.

After a few moments, a man stepped out of the forest and slowly approached the tent.

Whew!

Several figures also appeared from around the tent.

In an instant, the man was already close to him.

He stopped, his expression calm and peaceful, and quietly watched the attacks falling from different directions, without the slightest reaction from beginning to end.

It wasn't until the fastest stab was already in place that he quietly raised his arm and punched forward seemingly inadvertently.

Rumble!!!

Several Northern Wilderness warriors froze in unison.

Together with one of the strongest tribal gurus, it was as if they were all lifeless sculptures.

Suddenly, a thin red line appeared in the center of their eyebrows, and then the red line quickly spread outward, and then all the warriors exploded with a bang, imprinting a strange scarlet pattern on the ground.

The sudden change has awakened the army in the camp.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is a well-trained, strong and bloody military formation.

Almost as soon as the first warrior died, a large number of archers had already found a good position to stretch their bows and arrows, and the armor soldiers wore armor and drew their swords in their hands, forming a battle formation and roaring towards the outside of the camp.

The next moment, the figure blocking the door finally moved.

Countless sharp arrows pierced his body, but only a dazzling spark erupted, but not even a single wound remained.

He turned into a white whirlwind and rushed into the camp of the Northern Wilderness Army, causing a bloody storm.

The strong smell of blood lingers, and it cannot be eliminated even if it is washed away by heavy rain.

A large number of horses that had lost their owners were terrified, broke free from their reins and fled in all directions outside the camp.

At most, it was only tea time, except for a few people who still had some breath, there was no one around, and even all the camp tents were destroyed and flattened, only the corpses all over the ground, and the blood that gathered into a river, indicating what had just happened.

Not long ago, the camp was brightly lit and full of people, but now it has become as cold as death.

It's like the end of prosperity, the hustle and bustle dissipating, life from prosperity to decline, becoming and living in the void, and finally falling into silence and returning to quiet.

"This time the harvest is not bad."

Suddenly, a low sigh quietly sounded from the darkness, "Counting the Brahma Golden Treasure that I just received, there are already more than a hundred gold coins in my account, which is enough for me to raise the Red Cultivation Red Thread up by one hundred levels again." ”

He casually threw the seriously injured and dying warrior to the ground, slowly walked out of the messy tent, and looked at the prince and priest of the Northern Wilderness, who was like a great enemy, "What do you all know about the Northern Wilderness Brahma and the Southern Zhou warriors, if the answer is detailed enough to satisfy me, maybe you can save your life." ”

The prince of the Northern Wilderness lowered his eyes, and there was a resolute expression in his gaze.

And beside him, the blood-covered old priest sighed secretly, and pointed at his heart without warning.

Click!!

Suddenly, a fiery arrow shot out.

Before it landed, it burned and evaporated in the wind and rain.

brought a rich taste of blood, and suddenly spread around the prince of the Northern Wilderness.

The old priest sat down on the ground with his hands in front of him, and each of his ten fingers was bent upward, forming a seal like a green lantern flame.

And in this Dharma seal, there is also a heart beating slightly.

"With my heart, I worship Brahma, receive spiritual will, and favor the prince."

In an instant, there was another soft snap.

The heart that was still beating exploded.

The change was a golden light that appeared from above.

Piercing through the heavy and low-hanging rain clouds, ignoring the howling and falling wind and rain, the camp like a bloody prison was illuminated in an instant.

And in this process, the golden light on the body of the prince of the Northern Wilderness shone, meandering like flowing water, until it turned into a set of golden heavy armor that was clear to the gods, constantly exuding an increasingly majestic sense of oppression.

Having lost his heart, the Golden Horde was not even dead.

He just sat on the ground, his old cloudy eyes staring at the two figures facing each other in front of him, but he didn't take his last breath.

"You guys make me feel familiar, especially the act of opening my chest and digging my heart, receiving the golden light, and this golden heavy armor that has been transformed from virtual to real, as if I experienced the same scene myself a long time ago."

"But these things cannot be pondered, let alone tried to find memories, because as long as I do, I will have to endure indescribable pain, like grinding the whole soul into pieces, and then gluing them together and grinding them a thousand times."

He slowly gathered his thoughts, raised his hand to wipe away the blood that spilled from his lips, and did not mean to stop the golden robe sacrifice from beginning to end.

Even take a few steps back at the beginning to prevent even the slightest pressure and inconvenience to the other party because of his own existence.

The prince of the Northern Wilderness opened his eyes, and his eyes, which were originally full of fear and confusion, had become indifferent and ruthless at this time.

It is as if the gods standing above the clouds are looking down on the heavens and the earth.

"The coming of Brahma's spiritual will will surely cleanse all the enemies of darkness."

The golden-robed old priest gasped and muttered to himself, "It's a pity that the old man can no longer go all the way with His Royal Highness, I just hope that without my help and support, you can still stand out among the princes and princesses, until you become the most favored Northern Wilderness Lord by the Great Brahman."

In this way, even if the old decay dies now, he can look at it with peace of mind, and even ......"

"Huh!?"

"This is, why is this happening?"

"The prince carries the spiritual will of Brahma, and at this moment he is the incarnation of the ground of the Great Brahma Heaven, there should never be any emotional fluctuations, nor can he show the slightest emotion, let alone look down on any mortal, how can this happen!?"

The golden-robed priest was suddenly stunned, his eyes, which were already cloudy and godless, and were about to lose all vitality, suddenly contracted, and an extremely surprised and confused gaze was projected inside.

In his eyes, the prince, who carried the spiritual intent of Brahma and was the incarnation of Brahma, actually cleaned up the golden armor, bowed slightly to the young man in white clothes and white robes, and bowed slightly.

And after the prince of the Northern Wilderness straightened up, what he said made the golden-robed priest stunned on the spot, not realizing that he was on the verge of death, but thinking that what was happening in front of him was not a dream.

"On that day, the Arctic Ice Sea parted, and suddenly it has been a hundred years."

The "Prince of the Northern Wilderness", who carried the spiritual intent, sighed, and there was a lot of nostalgia and emotion in his tone, "I didn't expect that I would be able to see my old friend again today, and it would not be in vain that I would spend a great deal of money to break through a gap in the cage and come to meet you."

I didn't expect that after a long time, you are still no different from back then, unlike me, although I have integrated into Brahma with a little true spirit, but I am imprisoned and bound as if I am in a cage.

Sometimes when I look back, I feel remorse more than once, and I never thought that I had worked so hard to plan and finally get out of such a predicament."

"The Prince of the Northern Wilderness" said this, looking at the other side as if he was in a memory, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, "Wei Daozi don't come unharmed, I don't know if you still remember the Gui Shufang who was born in the Pilgrimage Division?" ”

He endured the severe pain that almost exploded on the mental level, and listened silently without saying a word.

"Could it be that this god-like guy has been talking to himself all the time?"

"Just now, it was still Brahma Spiritual Will, but it turned around and became a pilgrimage of Guishu?"

"So who is Gui Shufang, who actually had contact with me a hundred years ago?"

"And Wei Daozi, who is Wei Daozi?"

"If what this person said is true, then I am surnamed Wei, a famous Daozi, at least a hundred years ago, I am what I am now."

"But why does it make me feel so big that I'm hollow and missing when I hear the name?

It's like being cut off and isolated, and everything before has disappeared, and it never belongs to you again? ”

And with the narration of the self-proclaimed "Prince of the Northern Wilderness" Gui Shufang, he continued to set off monstrous waves in his heart, constantly leading him to attack the past that could not be traced.

But the result was extremely disappointing for him.

After repeated attempts, he endured indescribable pain, and in the end, instead of recalling any useful information, he pushed the already bad spirit into an even more disintegrated situation.

In a trance, he heard the golden figure say again, "If the strange image of today's change appears, and Wei Daozi quietly appears and comes north, is it preparing to follow the example of Emperor Wu of the Great Zhou, who once overwhelmed the first generation, and also to kill the spiritual will of Brahma again and break the Golden Horde of the Northern Wilderness?" ”

"I have been fused into Brahma with a little true spirit, and for more than 100 years I have felt bound and oppressed, and most of the time I have been unable to truly stretch and reach my own mind, as if I have been imprisoned in a small cage, and over time I may have to extinguish my own will.

If Wei Daozi can really emulate Emperor Wu's past and split the cage to let me die easily, it will be considered my last wish......"

Before he finished speaking, Gui Shufang was silent without warning.

Almost at the same time, both of them looked up.

Gui Shu imitated, "This extremely terrifying sense of oppression, as well as the breath of life like a rain descending, the vision of heaven and earth that I did before seems to have undergone great deviations and changes. ”

He did not respond.

After being silent for a long time, he suddenly spoke, "I am not dead, and the master is naturally not dead." ”

"But his last step of cutting himself off finally went wrong under my influence, and now I don't know what to use to make up for it."