Chapter 592

What is the current state of Gu Xinghe...... Several natives can tie him up unconsciously......

It can be said that when Gu Xinghe was just reborn, he was also stronger than his current body.

Zeg asked him to fight against a spirit swordsman, and he was still a monarch...... Don't say much, when the other party comes over with a flying sword, Gu Xinghe has to burp directly.

Compared with Gu Xinghe's fierce love, Zege is much calmer and calmer. Just smiled slightly and looked at Almus.

Almus's brow furrowed, not knowing who to believe.

It stands to reason that he should have believed Zeger. However, this woman was so beautiful that she gave him a very unreal feeling. In contrast, the guy who didn't even want to reveal his origin, although more suspicious...... However, it is more true. At the very least, this person is still the standard category of human beings.

If Gu Xinghe knew that Almus was saying this about him...... It is estimated that a mouthful of old blood will be spurted......

However, in the situation at this time, Almus did not have a better choice.

However, even so, he didn't pin his hopes on Zege and Gu Xinghe at the first time. He first ordered people to be strictly guarded...... Then, take the people to prepare for defense.

Seeing Almus go, Gu Xinghe was also relieved.

He doesn't care about the survival of this tribe...... Anyway, they're not friends either. There is no shortage of material for tragedy in this world...... One more is not too much, one less is not too much, it doesn't matter.

He only cares about his own life, don't be unclear, just throw it away in a daze.

For a while, the entire tribe was busy, and only Gu Xinghe, Zege and Dudu were idlers...... Oh, if you think about it, the boy who took care of the three of them was also an idler......

Gu Xinghe asked in a low voice, "Goddess Zege." What kind of tricks are you playing? It almost scared me to death just now!"

Zege rolled his eyes and said disdainfully: "Look at your little bit of talent, it's just a monarch-level spiritual cultivator who scared you like this, where did all your original guts go!"

Gu Xinghe retorted: "Courage also has to be linked to strength, I'm a waste person now, you asked me to challenge a spiritual cultivator, isn't that the same as looking for death!"

Zeg said angrily: "You're a pig...... Have you forgotten who you are?"

Gu Xinghe didn't know why he said: "What identity do I have? Why don't I know what else I have!"

Zege hated iron and said angrily: "Pig head, you are a dual cultivator of spirit and martial arts...... Isn't it easy to heal this internal injury if you want to transform your spiritual power and yuan power into each other!"

"As long as you can regain some strength. It's still difficult to deal with a monarch-level spiritual cultivator?"

"Uh......"

Gu Xinghe was stunned for a moment, he hadn't forgotten his identity as a dual cultivator of spirit and martial arts. However, the condition of the body is here, and it seems that even if the spirit and martial arts are cultivated, it will be difficult to recover in a few days.

Seeing Gu Xinghe's appearance, Zege was even more angry, and said angrily: "Have you seen what I left for you in the Divine Seal!"

Gu Xinghe nodded blankly and said, "Look, ......."

"So what are you looking at?"

Gu Xinghe said: "Look at your message...... Oh, and there's some messy stuff that looks pretty messy. I was a bit busy again...... Didn't take the time to look at ......"

Zege was completely defeated by Gu Xinghe, and in the Divine Seal Space, she not only left a message for Gu Xinghe...... Inform her of the Zerg's upcoming offensive, at the same time. It also reserved for her some of the cultivation experience she had back then.

These experiences are all supreme martial arts supernatural powers that are hard to buy, as well as leader spells...... Among them, there are many Lingwu combined combat skills...... and exercises......

Unexpectedly. The wealth she left behind with her painstaking solitude, Gu Xinghe, a stinky boy, didn't care at all.

Seeing Zege's attitude, Gu Xinghe then repented: "Ah...... Isn't that messy stuff important!"

Zege said angrily: "You said it was a mess." What's important or not, it's all useless!"

Gu Xinghe smiled, sank his consciousness into the divine seal space, and examined those consciousness clusters one by one...... Choose something useful from them.

Seeing Gu Xinghe like this, Zeg couldn't help but remind: "A dark green consciousness group...... There is a combination of spiritual and martial arts in it...... ...... that can complement each other and accelerate cultivation"

Gu Xinghe did as he said, and sure enough, he found a dark green consciousness group, and when he saw it, he suddenly showed surprise on his face.

It was really just dozing off, and someone gave me a pillow.

What he lacks the most is the practice of dual cultivation of spirit and martial arts...... Before, he could only rely on the Nine Heavens Star Diagram to practice spiritual power, and rely on the Eight Desolation Spectrum to practice Yuan power and physique......

Although these two exercises are supreme supernatural powers, after all, they are not the exercises of spiritual and martial dual cultivation...... He still lacked an advanced technique that outlined it......

However, this one can't blame him. After all, in the entire history of mankind, there are few exercises that have cultivated both spiritual and martial arts...... Even if there is, it's not advanced enough...... Instead of learning those, it is better to use the Eight Desolation Spectrum and the Nine Heavens Star Chart.

Let's not mention that Gu Xinghe is grinding his guns on the verge of battle, just saying that Almus has just built a defense system, he suddenly heard the melodious sound of the horn in the blood-colored sun, accompanied by the sad evening breeze in his ears.

"Warriors, the time has come to witness the miracle. Today, we must let these invaders know that our Ram clan is not easy to bully!"

Almus casually broke an arrow aimed at him...... Then, I saw a rain of arrows in the sky, and I didn't want money to shoot to my side.

The entire tribe was crowded with enemies on all sides, and behind them were cold arrows released from time to time by the marksmen of the Gegen clan...... The people who walked in front rushed up sparsely with short knives and spears, without exception......

An arrow was broken, and half of Almus's arm was tingling. If the expectation is correct, the arrow that was just shot at him should have been shot by Mu Chai of the young patriarch of the Gegen clan.

He and that kid have a grudge against their father, back then, his father was cut down by himself when he was fighting for territory......

After that, this kid didn't know what master he worshipped, so he gave up the spear that their Gegen clan had always used and learned archery instead......

Unexpectedly, a few years later, he even became a master of archery.

Just now, this arrow, whether it is the right head or the strength, has been perfected. If it weren't for his deep attainments in swordsmanship, that arrow just now would be enough to nail himself to the ground.

From time to time, cold arrows come by...... Almus could only hear his side, and from time to time someone would fall...... Make a clattering sound......

He turned his head suddenly, and saw that many people had been choked by an arrow, and they could not even scream, but could only let out a painful moan.

"What a vicious archery!"

Almus frowned and looked out into the jungle in the distance. I saw a young man in a white robe standing with his hands in his hands on a tree. Around him, a thin blade with a colorful glow flew and swirled.

Stirring the air around him, it was like a hood of air covering his whole body......

Just as he was distracted, another arrow was fired......

If he hadn't been prepared in his heart, this branch would have been enough to send him back to the West. Even so, he shot a young man of the tribe closest to him.

He hugged the young man and let out a bitter howl...... Because this young man is his only son...... Halbara ......

"Hal...... Wake up......"

"Huh...... Heh......"

Arrows came in from one side of his neck and out from the other. The shaft of the arrow stuck right in his throat, keeping him from dying for a while, but he couldn't speak......

Still, Halbara struggled to spit out a few words......

There is no sound, only a general mouth shape......

"Father...... No...... Kill...... She ......"

After saying this, Halbara stiffened his neck and died directly......

"Ahhh......h

Almus roared in pain...... Let the furious breath pass through the lungs and through the throat...... Let out a hoarse roar......

At this moment, he only had endless regrets. Because, just a few minutes before Halbara died, he was still beating and scolding him......

And his stupid son, even if he dies, still misses the woman who can never belong to him.

This infatuation made Almus even more tormented.

In the dense forest a few hundred meters away from the Ram camp, Mo Wu in a white robe floated behind a young man with sword eyebrows.

Looking at the sorrow and regret that could not be dispersed between the young man's eyebrows, he couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Young Patriarch Muchai, I don't know why I have to do it myself." Why don't you leave it to me, it only takes a sword to solve that person's life!"

When Mu Chai heard this, he thanked Mo Wu gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Mo Wu, it's just that the person opposite Xia and the other side have a grudge against their father." This enmity can only be solved by one's own hands!"

"Oh, it turns out that there is this hidden secret in it! It's Mo who is abrupt, no wonder!"

Mu Chai said with a smile: "Where, Mo Wu can move here is already the creation of the teacher and the teacher, and after a while, I still need to rely on the power of the master to help me destroy the Lam clan." ”

Mo Wu smiled slightly, but in his heart he didn't think so. If it weren't for those spars of the Ram tribe, he wouldn't have waded into this muddy water. Otherwise, if you guess that an archery master like his master is really not moving......

No matter how subtle your archery skills are, they are useless under your own spirit sword.

In this regard, Mo Wu is absolutely confident. After all, the Spirit Swordsman is the strongest single battle among the spiritual cultivators.

Killing people thousands of miles away is just the most basic ability of a spirit swordsman.

Mo Wu looked at the camp opposite, and said casually: "It seems that there are still a few people there who are not from the Ram tribe!"

Mu guessed puzzled: "Where?"

Mo Wu pointed to the pillar in the middle of the camp and said, "Right there, I just stood on a high place and saw a few people tied there...... At first glance, he doesn't look like the people here, nor does he look like the people from Zhongzhou...... It's like someone from the outside world!" (To be continued......)