This Wu tribe that flows in the long river of history, all members add up to only more than 100 people, and there are only more than 20 adult warriors responsible for guarding the tribe, and the rest are old and weak women and children. 、nbE、

"Elder Liu, I'll take a look outside. Moba clenched the crude stone lance and stood up, his eyes showing deep concern.

Liu Rushui also stood up, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Moba, I'll go with you." ”

"Brother-" Liu Menglian's shout caused the two of them to turn around, and they saw Liu Menglian walking over with a short and thin big priest in his arms.

"Great Sacrifice ......" Moba and Liu Rushui saluted respectfully.

The high priest is quite old, with a face, lips, neck, and arms...... Every inch of skin on his body was covered with the marks of time, and it took considerable effort to take every step, and the only thing that made people feel that he was still alive was the green light in his eyes. Liu Rushui has never been able to understand why an ordinary person's eyes can emit such a strange green light.

The high priest held a long staff in his left hand, and the staff was the same as the necklace worn by Liu Menglian, so dark that there was no trace of luster, and at first glance it did not seem to be anything special.

"Moba, stretch out your hands. The hoarse voice of the High Priest contained an irresistible majesty. Looking at Moba, who stretched out his hands with a puzzled expression, the high priest trembled and handed the staff in his hand to Moba's hand: "From now on, Moba, you are the great sacrifice of the Wu clan." ”

Moba's paint-covered face was full of surprise and shock, and he said, "The Great Sacrifice ......"

"Child," interrupted Moba's words with a twitch of the High Priest's shriveled lips, "take good care of this staff, it will guide you to become a great witch priest." ”

"Yes!" Moba had always respected the great sacrifice the most, and he had always unswervingly carried out every word of the great sacrifice, and immediately held the staff tightly and stopped talking.

"Come out—" The High Priest suddenly said to the dark forest in the distance. His voice was not loud, but it spread to every corner of this jungle, and that penetrating power seemed to be transmitted directly into the depths of Liu Rushui and Liu Menglian's hearts, both of whom were deeply shocked: "This Great Sacrifice is actually a master who has reached the Soaring Realm?" But among the people they know, even Wei Cangqiong, who has reached the Soaring Realm, seems to be much inferior to the Great Sacrifice in front of him, who is aging and will swallow at any time.

"Huh, strange, strange! This Demon Lord has restrained his breath, and you can still find me! Ha, ha, awesome, awesome. With the blazing firelight, Zhang Tianwang's figure slowly appeared in front of everyone.

"Brother Zhang, is that you?"

Liu Menglian was about to step forward in surprise, but was pulled by Liu Rushui: "Sister, Zhang Tianwang is a little weird, let's take a look first." "Is this still the same Zhang Tianwang at the beginning? With Zhang Tianwang's cultivation, can he escape the detection of his divine sense? Liu Rushui intuitively felt that this Zhang Tianwang might not be simple.

"Zhang Tianwang" glanced at everyone, and finally his eyes fell on Liu Menglian's body: "Oh, ha, Zhang Tianwang, is this woman? Well, yes, not bad." ”

"Aren't you Brother Zhang?" Liu Menglian listened to the strange words of "Zhang Tianwang", and then looked at the hideous and arrogant expression on his face, and immediately noticed that something was wrong: "Who are you?"

"Sister, Zhang Tianwang should have been taken away. Liu Rushui said next to her.

"Zhang Tianwang" continued to "babble nonsense" and said: "Alas, Zhang Tianwang, you are so annoying! Hmph, okay, just meet your last request and let you come out to see her!" After saying this, "Zhang Tianwang" immediately fell silent.

Everyone looked at the "Zhang Tianwang" in front of them suspiciously, and they all had a bad feeling in their hearts.

The high priest said to Moba, who was concentrating on the "Heavenly Look", "Moba, you take the staff and gather all the people into the 'temple'. ”

Hearing this, Moba turned around in shock, looked at the high priest and asked, "High priest, do you mean 'temple'?" Seeing the high priest nodding, Moba said with a solemn expression: "Great priest, Moba knows!" Putting down the stone slice spear, Moba quickly left with the dark staff.

"Miss Liu......" Zhang Tianwang suddenly raised his head in silence, and the familiar shout made Liu Menglian feel that the Zhang Tianwang he knew was back.

Liu Rushui was also surprised, according to the common sense of the cultivation realm, after a person was taken away, the Yuan Shen would die, how could he still be alive? So he was not sure if Zhang Tianwang was taken away by someone for a while.

Only the high priest ignored everything in front of him, and slowly closed his eyes.

Zhang Tianwang slowly walked towards Liu Menglian and walked to the bonfire, his bright eyes full of admiration. He seemed to hear a voice in his heart: "I see her, I see her again! She is still the same as she was two years ago...... The same beauty, the same otherworldliness!"

The firelight was blazing, shining on Liu Menglian's perfect cheeks, and Liu's eyebrows were adorned with deep joy.

Zhang Tianwang was dumbfounded: "Look, she smiled! She smiled so beautifully! In her heart...... Are you still thinking about me......

Zhang Tianwang was full of joy, and only felt that even if he died immediately at this moment, he would have no regrets.

Liu Menglian had already walked up, smiled at Zhang Tianwang and asked, "Brother Zhang, you are outside, have you heard the news of Wei Jing's sting?"

At first hearing this, Zhang Tianwang was like a thunderbolt, and stood in despair for a long time before he suddenly said: "Liu, Miss Liu, I'm sorry, I haven't heard from Wei Jingzhen!"

Zhang Tianwang's voice in his heart suddenly changed, and he laughed at himself: "Silly and small, you have poor qualifications, low cultivation, and your appearance and character are not outstanding, where are you worthy of others! You still die of this heart! Die of this heart——"

Zhang Tianwang listened to the voice in his heart, and only felt that his heart was dripping blood. I was finally able to see my sweetheart, but unfortunately it was not me who people remembered.

The voice of the demon god Shiva began to ring in his head: "Ha, ha, Zhang Tianwang, it seems that people don't have you in their hearts at all! Well, come on, your two wishes have been fulfilled for you, now, well, give your body to this demon lord." Ha, ha! With your body, this Demon Lord is just around the corner, ha, happy! Come on......"

"Shut up!" Zhang Tianwang suddenly yelled hysterically.

Liu Menglian was taken aback, and asked cautiously, "Brother Zhang, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Tianwang's blazing eyes stared at Liu Menglian's big misty eyes unscrupulously, and smiled miserably: "Miss Liu, if I can see you again in this life, Zhang Tianwang is not worth this life!" Suddenly, the cold light flashed in his right hand, and he held the flying sword and slashed straight at his neck.

Liu Rushui, who had been on guard beside him, was taken aback.

"Brother Zhang—" Liu Menglian only had time to exclaim, seeing that Zhang Tianwang was about to splatter five steps of blood.

Suddenly, Sen Sen's demonic qi rose from Zhang Tianwang's right hand, Zhang Tianwang's eyes quickly dimmed, and on his forehead, a cloud of black qi slowly emerged like a third eye.

Shiva's mad tone reappeared: "Hmph, hum, Zhang Tianwang, this demon lord already knew that you were not a thing. Hmph, do you think that with this kind of non-penetrating cultivation, you can stop this Demon Monarch from landing in the Three Realms! Hmph, hmph, stupid!"

Liu Menglian was already sure that Zhang Tianwang had been taken away by the Yuan Shen, so she stepped back vigilantly and said coldly, "Who are you?"

"He is the Lord of the Three Thousand Worlds, the Great Freedom Heaven, the Demon God of Shiva. The High Priest, who had been silent all this time, suddenly opened his eyes, and the green light stared at Lord Shiva.

"Shiva Demon God?" Liu Rushui and Liu Menglian were shocked.

The Demon God, that is the pinnacle of the Demon Realm, is at the same level as the Immortal Emperor of the Immortal Realm.

"Well, ha, do you know me?" Shiva looked at this old man who was too old to speak, as thin as a human being, how could he know such a nondescript old man.

The High Priest Green stared at the demon god Shiva and said, "Shiva, you better get out of here." ”

Hearing this, the demon god Shiva laughed fiercely and said, "Ha, ha, it's really like that! Old man, hey, you seem to have seen this demon lord in the eye! But, hmph, hum, let this demon lord leave? Who do you think you are!"

The demon god Shiva didn't put such an old man who seemed to be dying at any time at all, and swept his eyes over the person in front of him, and his eyes fell on the necklace that Liu Menglian was wearing around his neck.

The swarthy necklace seemed to be able to swallow the light around it, and Shiva Demon God only seemed unusually deep and mysterious at first glance.

"Huh, there's something strange about this chain! Well, come on, show this Demon King. As he spoke, he stretched out his demonic arm and grabbed Liu Menglian's neck.

Liu Menglian immediately dodged to the side, avoiding this grasp of Shiva Demon God.

"Ha, little girl, can you not give what this Demon Lord wants? Hmph, hum, don't think that you are Zhang Tianwang's sweetheart, this Demon Lord will pity the jade!" Shiva Demon God hummed and reached out to grab it again.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Liu Mengpian blushed and hid behind Liu Rushui and scolded angrily.

Liu Rushui used the "Witch Heavenly Fire" to force back the blow of the demon god Shiva.

Looking at the pure white flames rising from the willow sailor, the demon god Shiva squinted slightly, and said with a cruel smile: "Ha, ha, it's the 'Witch Heavenly Fire'! Come, this demon lord will use the 'Shura Demon Fire' to play with you. Ha, ha!"

The pressure around him rose sharply in an instant, and the demon god Shiva no longer restrained his breath, and the demonic qi of the forest was released, surgingly around his body, and on his hands, two pitch-black flames were beating fiercely, exuding a palpitating aura.

Facing the coercion of the pinnacle of the Demon Realm, Liu Rushui and Liu Menglian's negative emotions such as palpitations and fear were infinitely amplified, and a feeling of inability to resist was born in an instant, and it was extremely difficult to even lift their hands and feet.

A thought arose in the hearts of the two of them: "It's terrible! This, is this the strength of the demon god!"

In the True Immortal Temple of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, the game between Li Yu and Zhang Tianshi continued.

"Senior, does it really matter?" Zhang Tianshi stared at the chessboard, landed on the corner, and suddenly asked.

What?" Li Yu followed, without raising his head.

Zhang Tianshi picked up another chess piece, looked at the chessboard and continued: "Junior, is it really okay if the Shiva Demon God is left alone?"

"Don't worry!" Li Yu smiled lightly: "He has already gone to the Southern Wilderness Jungle, where is it, someone will frustrate his spirit." Celestial Master, let's continue. As he spoke, he pointed to the chess piece that Zhang Tianshi was holding.

This book was first published.

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