The young man made a loud noise, and his gaze fell directly on the old man.

Although his body was not as tall as the old man, he still did not look away, and said very seriously.

"Young Patriarch... The difficulty of fog poison. It's not that we can resist it. Now the immortals have not descended for hundreds of millions of years. The resources are gone. There is no strong one in our clan, how can we resist it?"

The young man shook his head and said, "Even if there are no resources, the place where we live is already full of spiritual energy, why do we have to have resources?" Now I am the Yu Sect, which is equivalent to the Immortal Clan's Jindan Realm, my clan has 50,000 people, and there are more than 3,000 people in the Yu Sect Realm, so it may not be impossible!"

"Great Elder, I have made up my mind. Don't seek heaven and earth, don't seek others, just rely on yourself! In the past, we didn't try to resist the difficulty of fog poison on our own, because we were used to relying on the Wu clan. From now on, the difficulty of the fog poison will be solved by my Yuhua clan on my own! I will definitely not hand over the 300,000 quintals of fragrant fruits. What if the Wu Clan raises troops to attack? It's a big deal that I can't leave my Yu Clan's territory!"

"In the territory of the Yu Clan, there is an Immortal King Array and the Wu Clan that can't enter, so what can I do?"

"You ......"

The old man sighed and stretched out his hand to wave his sleeves. "Young Patriarch, have you thought clearly, this time, maybe my Feather Clan may really perish in this mist poison tribulation......

"This is just your concern, how do you know that my Feather Clan can't resist this catastrophe on its own? If you don't try, why do you make a decision lightly? I believe that the Feather Clan will definitely not be wiped out easily! Ancestors, there are spirits in the sky that will also bless us!"

"Since the young patriarch has made up his mind, the old man can only agree. As for the clansmen, they will also stand behind you. 50,000 people of the Feather Clan.... will follow your orders. The old man took a deep breath and made a decision in his heart.

The order of the head of a clan, as an assistant, how can he, not obey.

"Thank you, Great Elder, please bow to the light feather!" a smile finally appeared on the young man's stern face, and he bowed.

This worship is very heavy. It was the weight of the clan that weighed on him.

The weight kept him breathing, but he could only smile to show his confidence. Have the confidence to survive this fog and poison.

"Young patriarch! You are the head of a clan, and you can't mess with the etiquette. When the old man saw the young man saluting, his face suddenly changed. panicked. Although he was the Great Elder of the Feather Clan, he was over five thousand years old, and he was the eldest person in the entire clan, accompanied by three patriarchs. But the patriarch is the patriarch, representing the entire Feather Clan, and he can't afford this worship!

The old man hurriedly turned sideways and stretched out his hands to drag the young man up. This young man is a genius of the Yuhua Clan, and at the age of fifteen, he became a Yuzong.

The realm of the Feather Clan is divided into Feather Person, Feather Spirit, Feather Sect, Feather King, Feather Emperor, Feather Emperor, Feather Saint, and Feather God.

This is the first step of the Feather Race, and for the Terran Humane Nine Realms. The Feather Race is different from the Human Race, although it is also a swallow and absorb aura, but it is different.

The human race is converted into spiritual power with aura, from accumulation to streams, and finally to lakes and oceans to become the power of Gongji. The Feather Clan converts the aura into threads and weaves them into symbols.

The feathers on the wings of the feathered clan are runes. The bigger the wings, the stronger they are.

This old man has lived for more than 6,000 years, and his strength is already at the peak of the Feather King, and his strength is stronger than that of the young boy.

"Wu Clan, is it an ancient witch? Since it is a place of feathering, why did the Donghua Immortal King move the ancient witch into this world back then? An adult ancient witch has the power of a half-saint. And this Feather Clan, it seems that the strongest is only this old man level. How is this going to fight?"

If there were no powerhouses of the same class, that one adult ancient witch would be able to wipe out the entire Feather Clan.

"Yes, listen to the boy talk about their Feathered Clan's territory. With the protective array left by the Donghua Immortal King, the ancient witch should not be able to enter. It's just that even the ancient witches can't enter, so what's the difficulty of fog poison?"

"Could it be that I met a dead mist in that passage? Chu Cheng thought for a moment, still not sure if it was the fog, if it was, even if he had the heart to help, he was helpless.

That mist was so weird that even his Xuanhuang Immortal Body and Vitality Body were difficult to get rid of, nor could they be shaken away. Even at this moment, there are indifferent black spots on the backs of his two hands. The dead air that was out of place with him was eating away at his flesh. It's just that under the resistance of the living body, it began to dissipate.

If the fog hits, Chu Cheng is not sure that he will save them all.

"Mountain Spirit, do you know what this fog poison difficulty is?" Chu Cheng thought for a moment and asked.

"I'm the first time like you, how do I know? Wouldn't it be nice if you asked the boy yourself? The key led straight to here, but when it arrived, there was no response. You'll still have to ask the natives. The thing that triggered this key may not be in their ancestral ancestral hall. ”

"They're out of here. ”

Chu Cheng suddenly let out a soft sigh, and saw that there was no figure under the big tree not far away. His consciousness swept away, and he found the boy running in the direction of the west.

"Our people are in danger, like the sun that sets in the west, its rays are dimming, and there is not much light. I am the head of a family. I want to catch up with the sun that is gradually setting in the west, and bring eternal light and heat to our people!"

The young man's face showed determination, and his steps were faster.

He ran for half an hour, gradually slowing down, walking silently, and walking cautiously.

Two miles ahead, there is no longer a sea of flowers. It's a fiery red, red earth like a sea of fire.

There are still some flowers and plants, but they are very sparse. When the breeze rises, it's hot.

There, that's the territory of the Wu Clan.

The territory of the Wu Clan is much broader than that of the Feather Clan. Originally, most of them were the territories of the Feather Clan, but over the years, in order to compromise with the Wu Clan, the Feather Clan let the Wu Clan help out and gave up a lot of territory, roughly occupying eight-tenths of the original.

"The Wu Clan is able to resist the difficulty of the poisonous mist, and the main thing is because they have the Chaos Soul Grass. This grass, according to the elders, can only be cultivated by the Wu clan, and it is irrigated with witch power. ”

"But that's just one side of the story. They have not seen it with their own eyes, and our Feather Clan may not be able to grow it. It's also ridiculous to say, when our clan was strong, to talk about the style of etiquette, the same exchange, in the Wu clan when they were weak, they helped a lot, the Wu clan was scarce back then, if it wasn't for my Yuhua clan to help, how could there be today. If I had been born 200 million years earlier, I would definitely lead my clan to forcibly take the Chaos Soul Grass!"

The boy has set foot on the red earth. Hiding behind a boulder, after making sure that there was no one from the Wu clan standing guard in front of him, he quietly infiltrated.

He's going deep into the tiger's den. As the patriarch of the Feather Clan, once discovered, he was caught. The Feather Clan is not only losing 300,000 quintals of fragrant fruit, but it is simple.

Therefore, he must be cautious every step of the way, and he must not be discovered by the Wu Clan.

"I have set foot sixteen times, and I have already figured out the handover of the Wu Clan's medicine field. There is an interval between the time of the incense. In another half an hour, it will be the turn of the next handover. The boy's eyes flickered and he took a deep breath. Run as fast as you can get into another boulder in front of you.

The territory of the Wu clan is thousands of miles round, and the clan land is far away from here. However, when this territory was transferred to the Wu Clan, there was a tribe built here, and there were medicinal fields to cultivate.

Eventually, the boy came to a tribe. This tribal pool is very simple, surrounded by wooden fences. The house is made of sludge.

These houses are somewhat tall, nearly twice as tall as the Terrans on just one floor.

The young man glanced at it and saw that there was no Wu clan in this tribe, so the figure flashed again and swept by.

There is a hill three miles away from the tribe. In the middle of that hill is the medicine field of this tribe.

This hill is the only green in this garden, and the grass and trees are high enough for the boy to hide. It's just that he didn't know that there was a pair of eyes watching him from beginning to end.

Chu Cheng also descended on this hill. It's just that even if he stands directly behind this young man, he won't let this young man notice.

Not far away, heavy footsteps sounded. Two figures up to three meters tall walked down the hill. It wasn't until after a cup of tea that the two witches left the place.

The boy got up from the grass and ran as fast as he could up the hill. After a while, we came to the mountainside.

There is a piece of land about three acres on this side. The red of the land here is even stronger, as if it has been irrigated with countless blood.

These three acres are covered with white plants. It's not so much a grass as a tree.

The shaft is hard and has branches and leaves. There are dense white bubble spots growing in the branches and leaves.

When the boy saw the plants, he smiled. Walk straight into the medicine field. Bend down, dig through the dirt with your hands, pull out a Soul Grass and put it in a storage bag.

He only had time for a stick of incense, and he had to dig as much as he could in this short time.

After a cup of tea, the boy dug up thirteen trees, but his storage bag could not hold a few anymore.

"It's that I didn't have any worries, there wasn't enough space in a storage bag. If I had known, I would have brought all the seven storage bags in the clan!" The young man's face was a little ugly, but his hands did not stop, and he still digged.

At this moment, a roar sounded not far away.

"Who is it, dare to steal our sacred grass!"

This statement was furious, almost roaring. Hearing this, the young man's face suddenly changed.

"It's only been tea time, why did it come so quickly!"

The breath of the person who came was weaker than him. But this roar must have alarmed the whole tribe.

That tribe, thousands of witches. It's only three miles away, and it doesn't take much time to get there.

"I can only kill him first!Flee back to the territory when the other witches arrive!"

The young man's face was as low as water, and his heart suddenly felt murderous. He wants to kill with one blow and flee directly. Otherwise, when those witches arrive, even if they put on a pair of wings, they will no longer be able to escape.

Just as the boy was about to make a move, he felt a fire on his forehead, hot like a flame.

A scream.

In the midst of his forehead, a brilliant light flickered, revealing runes.

This is the slave seal of the Immortal Relic Clan!

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