"King Qiqi, this department is just a small and medium-sized tribe, with little power, only a few small cities around, and the strongest tribal realm is their patriarch, and it is only the late stage of the purple order..."

"What? I heard you right! You said that their patriarch is only in the late stage of the Purple Order?"

"Yes, late Purple Order. The second commander replied.

"Then if you are a few of you who are not good enough, you can escape, how can you be killed on the spot?" asked King Mobei rhetorically.

"It wasn't that he was killed by the Molong Patriarch, but that the Grand Commander was murdered when he infiltrated their temple to catch thieves. The Second Commander hurriedly replied.

"Oh, is there another mechanism in the temple, or is there a high-ranking person hidden in it?" asked King Mobei.

"My subordinates weren't sure, but when I arrived, I only sensed two breaths, the thief and his spirit beast, and I didn't detect any other breaths. "The second commander said.

"It should be another mechanism, and I didn't find any other breath at the time, but I saw a flame hit the Grand Commander, and the eldest brother killed him on the spot. The three commanders also chimed in.

"That's weird! The formation that can kill the Great Commander is impossible for an ordinary master formation, could it be that there is something hidden in that palace Forbidden Great Array?!"

"No, how can a small tribe have such a powerful formation?!" King Mobei speculated, still without a clue.

"Looks like I'm going to go out with this old bone myself!"

"Don't act rashly again, wait until I get there to make plans!"

"Yes!" replied.

The light of the bronze mirror dissipated, the figure gradually disappeared, and the cave fell silent again.

Two months later.

Liangchen got the "Treasure of Strange Beasts", and he has been reading this book these days, this book is relatively old, and he has never heard of many rumors of demon beasts recorded.

Previously, the Molong Patriarch had also collected a lot of books, and after some comparison, this book was significantly more detailed and rich.

I don't know if it's accurate, or if it's a collection of humane hearsay that compiled this book.

After this period of observation, the demon beast in the spirit beast bag has been confirmed to be the Wind Beast.

Fortunately, there were still a few blood spirit runes in the storage bag, and Liangchen asked the Molong Patriarch to purchase some other items, preparing to subdue the beast in a few days.

Although he wanted to take it immediately, after all, its owner had just fallen, and there must have been a lot of damage to it, so it was better to let it recover for a while.

After some repairs, the holy palace was restored to its original state, the guards around it were significantly strengthened, and the people who came to worship were arranged farther away.

After some investigation and inquiry, the Molong Patriarch still failed to find an identity that matched the Son's killing of the assassin, but at least he could be sure that he was not from the Seven Great Tribes.

After some thought, the Molong Patriarch contacted the Seven Divisions to inform the several clans of the assassination, and of course he also hid the link where the Holy Son killed him alone.

The Seven Divisions were also shocked when they heard this, and even sent a team of messengers to express their concern for the Holy Son, and only left after making sure that the Holy Son was safe.

Several clans even proposed that the Holy Son follow the envoy to the Holy City now, after all, there was still more than half a year before the secret realm was about to open, and they didn't want to have any more accidents.

However, at the insistence of the Molong Patriarch and Liangchen, and they also knew that the Cloud Palace Great Array in Yunxiao City was extraordinary, they didn't force it after some advice, and gave up this idea.

But as a big bamboo willow blue star appeared again next to the bright moon in the night sky, the atmosphere in the endless desert suddenly became tense.

From time to time, herdsmen from various tribes or tribesmen who went out hunting saw streams of light passing through the sky.

Occasionally, people in all kinds of strange costumes hurried in the desert, or riding beasts or birds, or driving spirit boats, or stepping on flying swords, all of them seemed to be rushing in a certain direction.

Although there was no malicious intent and there were very few fights, these news gradually spread, and the seven departments sealed the teleportation array, which still made some people with a heart detect a glimmer of vision.

It is as if under a seemingly calm sea, the undercurrent is turbulent and whirlpooled.

In the middle of the desert as far as the eye can see.

An old man rode a mount like an alpaca through the desert.

The old man rode the alpaca upside down, resting his head on its neck, and holding a piece of grass root in his mouth, and the alpaca under his seat also had a piece of grass root in his mouth, chewing slowly.

The alpaca has a collar around its neck, and four or five white silver bells are hung on the collar, which makes a crisp sound of "jingle bells" with the pace.

It walked without hurry, and the old man did not rush or hurry, looking at the sunset that was gradually setting in the west, and chattering in his mouth.

"In this hellish place, the aura is so thin!"

"If you return empty-handed, you'll lose a lot! Don't you say, big stubborn sheep!" said the old man and patted the sitting demon beast, as if talking to it.

"Sneeze—" The alpaca sneezed and shook its head, as if he understood.

"What is the Pool of Eternal Life? Can it really make people live forever?"

"This has been preparing for a long time, the Heavenly Ascending Array should be fine, I hope this so-called immortal pool will not disappoint me!"

As he spoke, he took out another map and spread it out.

"If this trip goes well, you have to take a different path when you go back, the ghost weather on this road is really fed up!" the old man muttered and looked at it for a while, then took the map.

"Big dreams,

Sunrise and sunset,

The millennium dream is endless.

Like mist,

The storm will be in the clouds,

Like fog and flowers.

desert,

The moon shines brightly,

Eternal sand does not change.

Cai Xiaxi,

Spirited,

It's like the sun on the horizon.

Go with the wind,

Go with the wind,

Everything goes with the wind......"

The old man seems to be chanting and singing, and the voice of the vicissitudes of life is spread far and far in the desert wind!

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