"Everyone dies once, and no one is exempt. The Chifei Wang buried in the palace of the thirty-three kings cultivated to the heavens and the earth, and in the end, he couldn't escape the fate of a handful of loess burial heroes. ”

Zhu Yuan was fearless and fearless, and said: "Besides, you have left a legacy for my clan, even if you lose me in the future, they can pass it on from generation to generation, so it is enough." ”

Listening to her words, Bai Yang's expression moved slightly, and he vaguely remembered that the moment she saw her defeat Mu Tianci and return from the turning point, her eyes revealed a bitter hatred and complex light, and she knew that this girl must have hidden secrets deep in her heart.

It's just that everyone has some secrets in their hearts, Bai Yang naturally won't inquire about other people's secrets, as for Zhu Yuan so bent on going his own way, there seems to be no room for turnaround, Bai Yang simply went with her.

The two of them went to the center of the village together, and when the villagers saw the two of them on the way, they either called the leader respectfully, and some of them greeted Bai Yang in awe.

During this time, Bai Yang has established an extremely tall image for the villagers, and more than one or two people in private call him a teacher with great respect.

However, Bai Yang never agreed with this title, because he was just preaching and solving doubts on behalf of those who created the exercises, using the power of the bloodline, so that the blood crystals of those predecessors would not be dusted forever, plus he had trading conditions with Zhuyuan.

For that respectful teacher, Bai Yang would never dare to be it.

"Little Chief. ”

At this time, the middle-aged man from the wolf cavalry came over.

When he saw Bai Yang, he nodded in a friendly way.

After this period of getting along, Bai Yang and him became acquainted, so he returned a smile.

"Tell me, what's the matter. Bamboo glanced at him from afar, and his tone was light.

The middle-aged man said, "It's the people of the Xiandao tribe, they have united with a great wizard of the Wujun tribe and want to do something to us. ”

Zhu Yuan's eyebrows jumped, and he said, "Which great wizard is it?"

"It should be the Sa Xian Wizard, among the six chief wizards, only he has such a friendship with the Xiandao Tribe. The middle-aged man frowned and said, "However, if it's really Saxian, then it's troublesome." ”

Zhu Yuan saw Bai Yang's confused face, and explained directly: "The Wujun tribe is not like my clan with only one leader, there are six people in the same realm as me, and a descendant Wujun, seven people are in charge of the clan, and it is a relatively powerful clan. The Great Wizard of Saxian was one of the six chiefs, and his reputation for murder was far and wide, and he was cruel and murderous. ”

"If it is really him who came in person, please ask Mr. to help save my clan again. The middle-aged man did not hesitate and bowed his head to Bai Yang, his voice full of pleading.

Seeing this, Zhu Yuan only frowned slightly, but was not dissatisfied.

Because Bai Yang's strength is indeed stronger than her, and it can be regarded as surpassing the status of the leader in this tribe, if that Great Wizard of Saxian really leads people to come, she and these wolf riders will definitely not be able to resist.

Then when the time comes, you can only rely on Bai Yang, a powerful foreign aid, to solve the crisis.

Bai Yang said: "If the other party really does not show mercy, I will definitely not sit idly by." ”

After receiving Bai Yang's promise, the middle-aged man was obviously much more relieved, and nodded silently.

Zhu Yuan commanded: "Tell all the wolf riders, enter the state of readiness, and do not close the protective runes of the village until the last is possible." ”

Speaking of this, she also glanced at Bai Yang, which was meaningful.

At the beginning, Bai Yang casually broke the bluestone runes on the periphery of the village, not to attack the village, but to make the defensive rune formation more perfect, and it was also thanks to Bai Yang who read countless knowledge in the Tianxing trial, and dabbled in the rune formation for the first time, but there was no shame, and they successfully perfected their formation, becoming more powerful, and could even withstand the full attack of the strong people of the Diyuan Realm, and when they met the Dingyuan strong again, they would definitely not be able to break the rune formation of the village.

"With the current protective formation of our village, with the strength of the Great Wizard of Saxian, it should not be possible to break into the village, but we can't let him trap us, we have to walk out one step ahead of them. ”

Zhu Yuan's thinking is very clear, otherwise he would not have been able to take this weak tribe from all directions to live until now in these years.

And now she believes that with Bai Yang's help, the situation will be very different than before.

This thought made Zhu Yuan's heart no longer so desperate for the first time.

"But our target this time, is there also that Wu Jun?" Bai Yang followed Zhu far away to the outside of the village, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and his expression changed slightly.

Zhu Yuan nodded and said: "That's right, in the Despair Swamp, it is the tomb palace of the Wu Jun, but this Sa Xian has never respected the Wu Jun very much, and he shouldn't care if you go to explore the Wu Jun's tomb palace." ”

Bai Yang said with a smile: "What I want is not that he cares, he doesn't care better, and he can take this opportunity to solve the trouble for you." ”

"What do you want to do?"

Bai Yang smiled mysteriously, put his hands behind his back, and walked slowly towards the outside of the village.

Although Zhu Yuan was puzzled, he could only follow behind him, looking inexplicable.

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The starlight returned to the sky, a little dappled light, making the whole dark sky like a dead silence gradually regain a little light.

But this light could not warm up the land that had been invaded by the cold, and many creatures who could not survive this night died quietly in silence, and many human beings died because of it.

A pair of black robes, gradually approaching from the end of the wasteland, this group of people are covered in dust, with indifferent expressions on their faces, the leader is a middle-aged man, holding a short knife in his hand, his eyes are cold, like a life from under the nine shadows, cold to the point of impersonal affection.

Beside him was a man whose whole body was shrouded in a wide gray robe, which should have been a man in terms of physical shape. The man held a black scepter with an engraved seal made of human bones on the top of the scepter, and runes full of great power written in blood, giving people an extremely strange feeling.

The two of them walked out of the end of the wasteland one after another, but there was yellow sand in front of them, and the man holding the knife had a hoarse voice and frowned and said: "The people of the wolf warrior tribe are really as cunning as rats, hiding in this desert, it is not easy to find their traces in a short time. ”

Speaking of this, the man turned his face, looked at the man who was covered in gray robes, and said, "Great Wizard Saxian, I don't know what you can do?"

"Huh. ”

The man covered in his robe raised his head, and in the dim light, his pale face looked extremely terrifying, and he opened his mouth to make an extremely ethereal and strange sound, like the sound of metal splitting, which was extremely unpleasant: "It is not difficult to find those wolf cubs, but after finding them, I am afraid that they will not be left alive." ”

The man holding the knife trembled, and his voice was full of anger: "My son is dead! His life fire has disappeared in my sea of consciousness, and the remaining group of wastes, even if they return to my tribe alive, I will cut off their heads with my own hands! A bunch of waste, how can they be compared to my son? His sword skills have surpassed mine, and his cultivation realm is not much different from mine, so such a powerful combat power will die in the hands of those wolf cubs, if I don't eradicate the wolf tribe, it will be difficult to calm the anger in my heart!"

"Hehe, Patriarch Xian, don't be too angry, it's just a son, with your talent, sooner or later you will be able to break through to the Diyuan Realm, and when the time comes, Shouyuan will be improved, if you want to give birth to a few sons with strong talents, will it be difficult?"

Sa Xian said lightly: "But I really want to know who the Wolf Warrior Clan is who has the strength to completely destroy the warriors of your Manifestation Knife Clan." You know, those warriors are almost the first-class combat power of the Xiandao clan, and there are also Xian Zuo who is about the same strength as the Xian Patriarch, and the opponent's strength must at least surpass him by one realm to kill him so easily, right?"

"Humph!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly and said, "That kid didn't listen to my advice, he had to be confused, make a deal with those people outside the world, collude together, and say that it was possible to kill the ancient trolls he found together, and he didn't want to think about it, if it was really the ancient trolls, how could he be killed by those people outside the world? And the people outside the world are the most cunning and cruel, I'm afraid he is the way of those people outside the world!"

"People from outside the sky, huh?" Sa Xian closed his eyes, as if he remembered something, and smiled: "If it is really a transaction with people from outside the world, then it is not difficult to guess. The Outer Ones have come to our world, and it is not impossible for the wolf cubs to get the help of one or two Extraterrestrial People. ”

"Wouldn't we have no chance of revenge?"

The middle-aged man's face turned pale, and when he mentioned people outside the sky, he still had some fear in his heart.

For he had seen the light that emerged from the sky, and the gentle man who came out of the light.

Although the man smiled extremely gently, his methods were more terrifying than those of demons, even more cruel than any ancient demon beast he had ever seen.

If the strength of the people outside the world is that terrifying, I'm just afraid-

"Patriarch Xian doesn't need to worry, those people outside the world are roughly the same as us, even if the exercises they are exposed to are different from ours, they also need to be cultivated step by step. Only those with good talent can cultivate to become a strong person, but there are thousands of cultivators in the world, and how many strong people are there? In our dark world, how many people can be called strong?"

The number of cultivators in the world is indeed tens of millions, even if there are cultivators in this dark world, there are as many as carp crossing the river, but the number of people who can really be called strong is only a hundred, and the strong people who can really compare with the natural disaster back then are definitely impossible to exceed the number of hands.

"The man who came out of the light, his strength, I'm afraid that only the king of Chifei in his heyday could fight against him. ”

"But the king of Chifei is already dead. The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, his voice full of fear.

Because he remembered the man who stepped out of the light back then, and also remembered what a terrible impact that man had on this barren land.

Where the light passed, even the most terrifying demon beasts hid in their lairs and did not dare to show their faces, and those so-called strong people also fled with their tribes, for fear that the man would take a look at them.

Because after that glance, it will bring endless death and destruction.

When the light passes, all things are incinerated and heaven and earth no longer exist.

No one wants to experience that kind of fear again, so every aboriginal who lives in the Martial God Tower has always had the impression of people outside the sky with a little fear, and even some fears that they dare not contact with them.

The people outside the sky have always been synonymous with death and destruction, if this time it really involves those strong people outside the world, the middle-aged man has to think about whether his own son who has died is worth taking the entire tribe to avenge him.

As Sa Xian said, his strength is about to break through to the realm of the earth element, if within twenty years, he cultivates another son, he will enter the realm of the earth element, and the longevity will increase greatly, then there will be a long time to develop his own tribe, and then the entire tribe will be so strong that it will be an unknown.

But if you really dare to fight with those people outside the world this time, it is unknown how much tribal power will be consumed.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man became a little hesitant, and finally said: "Great wizard, the consequences of this battle are unpredictable, why don't you and I stay here for the time being, and then think about it more?"

"Huh. Grand Wizard Sa Xian smiled again, and there was a little more encouragement in his voice: "If you don't want to fight with those people outside the world, Patriarch Xian, you can also, I don't know if you have heard of the legend of the Despair Swamp and the Witch Monarch's Tomb Palace?"

"Wujun's Tomb Palace?"

The middle-aged man glanced at him, and the hand holding the knife suddenly tightened.

Every tribe has an ancestor, and these ancestors are all powerful people who naturally want to build a tomb palace for themselves before they die. But there have always been legends and rumors of treasures in the tomb, which have attracted those descendants to keep wanting to explore.

But after a thousand years, countless bones have been buried in every tomb palace, and many greedy people have been buried, but the legend about the tomb palace has not faded at all, but has become more and more greedy as time goes by.

The Swamp of Despair is a dangerous place, but for people like them, it's a treasure. Because in the depths of the swamp, there is a tomb palace, called the Wujun Tomb Palace, and the strong man lying in it is the ancestor of Saxian, and the legend has it that he practiced strange witchcraft to become a real witch lord of Wuzun.

The Witch King had died a thousand years ago, but all of his sorcery was left in the Witch Monarch's Tomb Palace, as well as the scepter he had with him back then, called the Witch Lord's Grip.

As one of the six great wizards of the Witch Monarch clan, it is impossible that Sa Xian has not heard of the legend of the Witch Lord's Grip.

For the legendary weapon that can carry forward the magic arts, he naturally has his own idea in his heart, but this idea has not been realized for a long time because of the obstruction of the great wizards in the clan and the fact that he has not found a suitable teammate.

A guy like the patriarch of the Xiandao clan who lacks a tendon in his brain is naturally a good teammate and a good cannon fodder.

This time, Saxian agreed to his request, not to help him eradicate any wolf clan, but to persuade him to go to the Despair Swamp with him, find his ancestors' tombs, and enter it to obtain the Witch King's grasp.

If he can get the grasp of the Witch Monarch, no one in the entire Witch Monarch Clan will be able to stop his plan, the other five wizards, and the acting Witch Monarch are not his opponents at all, he will be able to unify the Witch Monarch Clan, and even unify this dark land, and then go to the Thirty-Three Kings Hall to find the strongest in the whole world, the treasure left by King Chifei.

This plan has been sketched in his mind for a long time, but he has never had the opportunity to implement it.

Now, he finally figured out the situation in the Swamp of Despair, and also knew how to open the door of the Witch King's Tomb Palace.

Everything is ready, only an east wind is owed.

The Xiandao family is this east wind.

is also the most suitable candidate for cannon fodder in his heart.

Obviously, the Manifest Dao Patriarch hadn't reacted yet, and it seemed that because a place like the Tomb Palace was too dangerous, he was still in a state of extreme hesitation for the time being.

But his hesitation couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes.

All sentient beings come for profit, and if there is no benefit, it is absolutely impossible for the two to stand together today.

The Wolf Warrior Tribe is the fat meat they are targeting, but now that there is a more delicious piece of fat in front of them, the Wolf Warrior Clan is no longer so important.

"Are you sure?"

Although the patriarch of the Xiandao clan has a reckless and impulsive personality, he is not a reckless man without brains, and if he is not absolutely sure, it is impossible for him to send him to death.

"I've found the door to enter the Witch King's Tomb Palace, but I'm just missing some manpower. ”

Sa Xian said: "As long as there are enough people, I can open the door of the Witch King's Tomb Palace, I only need the Witch King's grasp, and the rest of the things will naturally belong to you." ”

"Oh?" The middle-aged man touched his chin and grinned: "Great Wizard Saxian, there is absolutely no such cheap good thing in this world, since there is such a big benefit, there must be a big risk, but if the risk exceeds the benefit I can obtain, this matter, I naturally have to weigh it carefully." ”

"Patriarch Xian is a person who understands that benefits and risks always coexist, and if you want to get absolute benefits, you have to take absolute risks. It's just that working with me will minimize this risk to the maximum. There seemed to be endless temptation hidden in Sa Xian's smile, which made the middle-aged man look sideways, and finally said: "Yes, yes, but I don't just want everything in the tomb palace, I also need a promise from you, the great wizard of Sa Xian!"