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Zong Sang took Zong Ya and the three barbarians of the clan out of the village, and walked downstream along the mountain stream slope valley, also to see if there was anything good that rushed out of the deep mountains in yesterday's flash flood, but he didn't expect Chen Xun, who didn't return overnight, to gain the most.

This black-scaled beast is afraid that it weighs 3,000 catties, and it is very inconvenient to carry it and walk after getting out of the water, not to mention that it has to climb several ridges to return to the village.

"You didn't see anyone this night, just to drag this thing back? Won't you rush back first to report a message?" Zong Ya saw that Chen Xun hadn't returned overnight, so he was worried all night, but he didn't expect him to delay outside all night for this dead beast.

"This thing is called a flash flood to the other side of Wild Horse Creek. Chen Xun eased up a little and struggled to sit up.

"......" Zong Ya smacked his mouth for a long time, and said, "You really don't want to die." ”

He also knew that the banks of Wild Horse Creek were the range of activities of the Black Mountain Tribe, and Chen Xun wanted to rush back first to report the news, this black-scaled beast might have already let the people of the Black Mountain tribe appear, but he still couldn't imagine that the thin Chen Xun could drag this black-scaled beast in the water for twenty or thirty miles?

The black python tribe has lived between the mountains since they were young, and the cultivated brute martial arts are faster than the apes.

After a while, the brute who had just gone back to report the news brought six or seven people over.

Zong Ya saw that the people who came over with Ah Gongzong were all important people in the village, and the more certain he was that the black-scaled beast that Chen Xun dragged back was not a mortal species.

"Oh my God, that's a cunning head. The black python is bless us!"

Unlike the tall and tall black python tribe, Zongtu, who is the clan's witch prince, is just a thin and shriveled old man. He was usually calm, but when he saw the black-scaled beasts on the river beach, his voice was a little out of shape, and he was trembling slightly with excitement when he saw the withered hands of the black chicken's paws, grasping a bone staff that had touched out the pulp.

Cunning?

There are very few 6 living animals in the earth's scales, but there are a lot of alien beasts in this heavenly region.

Chen Xun even saw a scaly giant bird in the Python Tooth Ridge, which tore a brute bull weighing four or five thousand catties to pieces with one claw.

However, Chen Xun never thought that dragging back this black-scaled beast was actually a cunning!

"The Classic of the Western Wilderness" records that the cunning beast only has a simple number of "cow and horse body, blue and gray scale armor, and strength like a dragon".

The juvenile scale beast is cyan, and as it grows older, the color of the scale beast becomes darker, but almost no one has ever seen a cunning beast with black scales, and I really don't know how many years it has lived in the depths of Python Tooth Ridge.

Who would have thought that this black-scaled cunning would be killed by lightning in the depths of Tu Mountain, causing the flood to rush down the mountain.

It's really unpredictable and unpredictable!

"Is it really cunning?" Zong Sang guessed just now that it might be a cunning beast, but when he heard Abba Zongtu say this, he hesitated a little and asked, "Is it that our black python department can hold a beast feast and sacrifice ancestral souls again?"

Zong Tu calmed down a little from the shock, grinned, showed several black teeth, and said to his son Zongsang with a smile:

"Thirty years ago, you were too young to remember. Back then, the black python department held a beast feast and raised the soul sacrifice, which was to hunt a green scale and cunning. Half of this cunning head is gone, but this hoof, this tooth, and the scale armor that is born with different patterns, do you think I will be wrong?"

Zong Tu turned his head again, took out two black python pills from his arms, handed them into Chen Xun's hands, and said,

"Chen Xun, you have made a great contribution to the black python department this time, how can you thank your grandfather?"

Chen Xun touched his head embarrassedly, smiled and waved the two black python pills in his hand: "This is enough!"

Although the black python department is not a cannibal barbarian, it will not take in outsiders of unknown origin at will.

The harsh living environment, as well as the tribe's years of endless killing, make them sufficiently vigilant against foreign personnel.

Even if three years ago, Chen Xun looked only about ten years old and harmless to humans and animals, but the Black Python tribe even starved the children of his own clan, so where did he have the spare strength to adopt outsiders?

At that time, most of the Wu Python tribesmen advocated driving Chen Xun away and leaving him to fend for himself, but it was Wu Gongzong who tried to take him in despite public opinion.

What should we use to repay and thank this kindness?

In the past three years, in addition to being limited to the ancestral training and not passing on his brute martial arts, Zongtu taught him to read barbarian texts and teach him to identify herbal medicines.

Chen Xun, like Zongya, both called Zongtu Ah Gong, but in fact, he had long regarded Zongtu, Zongsang, and Zongya's family as relatives in this world.

Even if he was extremely eager to practice the brute force of the Black Python Department, he would not ask for merit and make Zongtu embarrassed.

"What a cunning beast!"

The other leaders of the Black Python Department who rushed over with Zong Tu still have an impression of the situation when they captured the young cunning and held a soul sacrifice. Although the black-scaled cunning head on the shore and half of its head was cut off by the heavenly thunder, it was still possible to confirm that the cunning beast was undoubted, and they were all unable to suppress the ecstasy in their hearts.

Zong Tu knew that Chen Xun wanted to learn the brute martial arts of the black python department, but looking at the brute martial arts of the left and right leaders, he didn't want to pass on the brute martial arts of the black python to outsiders, and sighed lightly in his heart, how could the two black python pills be compared to this black cunning beast?

It's just that as a witch prince, it is difficult for him to go against the will of the people, and he thinks that he still has to find a way to get other things to compensate Ah Xun.

Nanfang is the patriarch elected by the Black Python tribe, and he is a giant man who is slightly taller than Zongsang.

His cheeks were tattooed with dark python totems, revealing thick arms, three points thicker than the black python, and his right arm was covered with cyan blood tendons, which extended to his exposed, black-haired chest, which looked like it was covered with a layer of snake scales from a distance.

Nanfang held a black steel spear in his hand, full of power, and seemed to be able to shoot the steel spear in his hand like lightning at any time.

He glanced at Chen Xun, didn't make a sound, but with uncontrollable ecstasy, pondered the cause of this black-scaled and cunning death:

"How could this cunning be killed by the thunderbolt? Could it be that this beast thinks that it can resist the thunder and runs to the ridge of the mountain to find death in the rainstorm?"

"First of all, be blessed, but don't be disrespectful to the cunning," Zong Tu said solemnly, "Legend has it that the desolate beast has been born and raised for thousands of years, swallowing the aura of heaven and earth, and can become a demon pill." This cunning mountain forest is afraid to be three or five hundred years old, perhaps it has been cultivated to the most critical step, and if you want to lead the thunder and quench the body, you don't want to be killed by the thunder. If it weren't for the protection of the ancestral spirit, Beiling might have a cunning demon......"

Hearing Zongtu say this, everyone also had palpitations.

Although a cunning beast is strong, it dares to go out of the mountain, and the high-level brute martial arts of the left and right tribes and even the heavenly barbarians can be destroyed if they unite together, but there is really a cunning demon in the depths of the Python Tooth Ridge, and the surroundings of the Python Tooth Ridge are afraid that they will no longer be able to live in people.

But then again, the flesh and blood of the wild aliens are all great treasures, if this black scale cunning has reached Cheng Dù, who leads the thunder and quenches the body, how pure will the flesh and muscles of that body be?

"It would be better if you could hunt a cunning head. Thirty years ago, the black python was a living cunning, right?" Zong Sang felt that there was still something insufficient, and said as he licked his fat lips.

"If you want to hunt and be cunning, let's talk about it when you become a barbarian. Seeing that Zong Sang was not greedy enough, Zong Tu grinned ugly.

"Around Python Tooth Ridge, there are hundreds of tribes of all sizes, and there are only a few heavenly barbarians?" Nanfang said with emotion, "This time it is really a blessing from the first barbarians." ”

Zong Tu said: "This black cunning has just died for a day, and there are still remnant souls in the body that have not been dispersed, you first stay around, wait for me to seal the remnant soul in the black cunning's body, and then perform the soul sacrifice beast feast in three days, which will have more miraculous effects......

Hearing Wu Gongzong Tu say this, Zong Sang, Nanfang and other strong barbarians scattered and defended the Quartet.

Zong Tu asked his grandson Zong Ya to carry Chen Xun farther away, and then he raised the bone staff in his hand and sang strange syllables in his mouth.

The vast majority of the brute force of the Black Python Department is a strong barbarian, and the Wu Gongzong diagram is a unique barbarian in a hundred.

Chen Xun has been taken in by Zongtu for the past three years, but it is rare to see Zongtu perform a witch and barbarian secret technique.

At this time, he asked Zong Ya to carry his back to the shore in the distance, and of course he did not let go of this opportunity, regardless of the scaly wounds on his body, he lay in the grass to see how Zong Tu used the secret art of witchcraft.

But seeing that the bone staff that usually looked plain, in the chanting sound of Zongtu's voice, there seemed to be a mysterious force that was gathering all the morning glow that shrouded the earth in the morning, forming a faint python-shaped light and shadow behind Zongtu's thin body.

The python-shaped light and shadow are huge and friendless, nearly ten meters high, revealing a hideous and terrifying aura.

And with Zongtu's chanting, the python-shaped light and shadow became more and more condensed, and the snake scales that scattered the cold light were also clearly visible, and the scattered breath became stronger and stronger, rolling around, and soon formed a howling wind.

This is the enlightened black python soul of Wu Gongzong?

Under the oppression of Zongtu Wu Python's barbarian soul, Chen Xun's consciousness was violently impacted, setting off a monstrous raging wave, but just when the python-shaped light and shadow rushed like lightning on the black scale, the black scale cunning, which had long been dead, trembled violently.

Although it was silent, in the depths of Chen Xun's mind, he could hear the unyielding roar of the cunning remnant soul.

The roar and roar soon formed an impulsive huge wave, which hit Chen Xun's consciousness.

Chen Xun seemed to be under endless pressure, his brain was about to swell, and he was almost about to faint from this continuous impact.

The Zong Ya beside him was also tense and tense, silently bearing the impact of the screaming of the black cunning remnant soul.

Chen Xun gritted his teeth and persevered, and he didn't know how long it took before he saw the cunning beast's corpse slowly regain its calmness, and the scream of the remnant soul formed in the depths of his mind just now was also silent at this time, as if it had never been born.

The remnant soul is sealed here?

Is sealing the remnant soul to be used for soul sacrifices?

Chen Xun's heart was full of too many questions, and at the same time, he didn't expect that the cunning beast with great anger, only the remnant soul still had such great power, and it would take Wu Gongzong to use all his strength to seal it, if he was alive, how shocking would it be?

Wu Gongzong's forehead was full of folds, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans fell straight down, thinking that he was really old, and commanded several barbarians to take out giant trees and ropes, ready to carry this giant beast weighing nearly three thousand catties back to the village over the mountains and mountains.