After lying on his side like this for a long time, Su Musha struggled to sit up from the cold ground.

The depths of the road are dark, I don't know what else is treacherous, Su Musha looked at the ground where he was lying horizontally before, and sure enough, the high platform made of bricks and stones, above which is an ancient and almost decaying high platform, on the high platform, is naturally an ancient and vicissitudes of formation.

Su Musha finally knew why such a teleportation would seriously injure himself and the others.

The incompleteness of the teleportation spirit array here is far more terrifying than the other end, and even Su Musha has already seen the depiction of one of the spirit arrays, and in one stroke, seven are broken.

Being able to lock time and space in the distance, barely exerting the power of the formation, and not letting everyone get lost in the turbulence of time and space, Su Musha was already thankful.

The three people on the side were still lying on the stone platform, in a state of fainting, Xu Ming and Ge Cun were also injured almost fatally one after another, only Fu Liyun was better here, after all, the body was strong, but it was not intact to the point.

Such a weak state made Su Musha think in a trance that he had returned to the time when he had not yet stepped into the cultivation, his legs could only barely support himself to stand up, his hands could not even be held hard, and with a slight force in his body, he would feel that among the hundreds of limbs, there were countless small needles piercing him.

The whole body is also as if it is closed, and the aura of the ghost seal and dantian exists, but it is as if it does not belong to the Su curtain cover, and there is no fluctuation at all.

Today's Su Musha has really become a wasted existence......

Suddenly...... A distant frolicking sound seemed to come from far and near, and Su Musha also came back to his senses from this stunned.

"Kisuke, Konella ......"

The strange tone came from outside the corridor, not like any dialect Su Musha had ever heard.

Su Musha suddenly thought of the words on the stone wall.

"The wind is coming, and it is located in the southwest corner of the sun and the moon. ”

This is an old saying that is awkward, but in today's parlance, there is a tribe of Lingman, called Laifeng, who live in the southwestern part of the land and are in charge of the changes of the sun and the moon.

Not to mention this tribe called Laifeng, Su Musha had never heard of it, but the identity of Lingban made Su Musha suddenly wake up.

Such a strange tone is not the dialect of any place in the current era of the end of the law, but the language of the three ancient times.

Su Mu couldn't understand this.

However, he has the inheritance of "Hundred Ghosts Jinglun", but he can understand the common language of the three ancient eras.

Although the language of Lingman is different from the language of the three ancient languages, it is already extremely similar, and if he turns around like this, Su Musha can understand what the words that come out of the Yongdao mean.

The child's voice was still coming intermittently from outside, still cheerful at first, but then a little anxious.

Su Mu was hidden in the corridor, and he also heard a general idea.

The children ran to the mountains to play, but a little boy named Kisuke got lost.

At first, they thought that Kisuke was deliberately hiding, so they happily searched for Kisuke in the mountains and forests, but as time went on, Kisuke could not be found, and the children finally panicked.

There are wild beasts and poisonous insects in the mountains and forests, and they are afraid that Kisuke is in danger.

The sound is getting closer, and the child's voice is getting clearer and clearer, no longer stuttering.

At this time, an undetectable breathing sound came from the corridor behind Su Musha.

Who?

Su Musha cautiously walked a few steps into the depths, saw the shadow on the ground, and was a little uneasy, reached out and took out a fire fold from the storage bag, and then saw clearly the thin child lying on the ground in front of him.

He still had a fresh wound on his forehead.

Su Musha looked at the young man calmly with his eyes, and then dragged the young man who was still in a coma and walked towards the exit of the corridor.

As soon as he dragged the boy up, Su Musha felt the heaviness of the boy's body.

It's clearly just a child about ten years old, but it seems to have the weight of an adult.

"Kisuke!"

As soon as Su Musha dragged the young man out of the corridor, a little girl with sharp eyes had already seen the young man in Su Musha's hand.

"Bad guy! He killed Kisuke!"

The child was ignorant of the world, and watched Su Musha drag Mu Jie to the ground, and thought that Su Mu Sha had killed Mu Jie.

Su Musha looked helplessly at the children who surrounded him.

"I ...... Didn't kill him...... Kisuke...... Passed out...... I saved him. ”

Su Mu couldn't speak the language of the psychic barbarians, so he had to speak the language of the three ancient eras, but he also stumbled.

At this time, the children reacted, embarrassed to help Musuke up, and saw that the boy really fainted, and the girl led by him was embarrassed to speak.

"Aman, we blamed you for it, and you were also injured?"

Su Musha's breath was weak at the moment, there was no blood on his face, and he was suddenly sick, and in the eyes of the girl before, it seemed that he could kill the uncle in front of him with one punch.

"That's right...... I'm hurt. ”

Even though the language of the three ancient times was really laborious to speak, fortunately, the trouble of language barrier had been solved.

Looking at the children around him, Su Musha was also frightened.

It is said that this group of children is only eleven or twelve years old, but in Su Musha's divine sense, these children's qi and blood are boiling, as if everyone is like a dragon.

Even Fu Liyun, who majored in the physical body, couldn't compare to this group of children.

What kind of place did he go! In Su Musha's eyes, these children all looked like demonic monsters.

"I'm the Qing of the Eagle Tribe, which tribe is Aman from?"

In Lingman, Aman means uncle.

Hearing this, Su Musha also fell into deep thought, and tried his best to recall his memory of the Three Ancient Lingman in his mind, and finally pondered for a moment before speaking.

"Aman is the spirit medium of the Hanging Moon Tribe, called ...... Called soul refining, he traveled in the mountains, was injured, and ran here. ”

Among the barbarian tribes of the three ancient times, there were not only barbarian cultivators with strong bodies, but also relatively weak spiritual mediums with physical bodies, such existences, similar to today's monks, who did not major in the physical body, but could control the terrifying aura, and even communicate with inexplicable existences, destroying the heavens and the earth.

Su Musha himself is a ghost cultivator, and when his injuries get better, he manifests the existence of powerful ghosts, but he is also like a so-called spirit medium.

It's just that even Su Musha didn't expect it, after he finished speaking, the children on the side seemed to be stupid, stunned in place, looking at Su Musha in surprise, and even a child subconsciously wanted to touch Su Musha to see if he was real, and withdrew his hand timidly.

"Aman...... Is it a medium-sized? The tribe of Saga-green doesn't have a medium-skilled......"

Sao Qing looked at Su Musha cautiously and said timidly.

Faced with the existence of being able to put his own punch at any time, Su Musha also tried his best to calm his tone.

"That's right, Aman is a psychic medium, but now that he's injured, can you help Aman? A few of Aman's entourage are injured, can you help Aman bring them to your tribe together?"

The little girl's eyes lit up.

"Okay, good, Sao Qing is willing to help Aman!"

Seeing Sao Qing's reaction, Su Musha also breathed a sigh of relief.

Listening to the little girl's words, the Eagle Eagle tribe was not even born as a spirit medium, according to the records in ancient books, this kind of tribe is often a weak existence in the spirit barbarian.

The weaker, the better!

Today's Su Musha needs a stable place to cultivate his body, and he is afraid that there will be wild beasts in the barren mountains, and such a weak Lingbarian tribe is the most suitable for Su Musha.

After agreeing with a few children, Su Musha led them into the corridor and took Xu Ming and the three of them away, for Su Musha, these three people would be his incomparably precious experimental materials.

At the moment when they passed out, it was destined that Su Musha would not let them wake up again.

Looking at Sao Qing and the three adults on their shoulders, Su Musha still twitched the corners of his mouth.

Fortunately, Su Musha's injuries were still able to barely cope with the mountain road, and he followed the children and walked down the mountain.

On the one hand, the doubts in Su Musha's heart also emerged.

Until now, Su Musha didn't know what the hell he had been teleported to.

Not to mention the appearance of the extinct Lingbarian tribe in the Three Ancient Eras, the ancient language, the terrifying children who were like demons, and the essence of the heaven and earth aura here, all shocked Su Musha.

The aura of heaven and earth here is too strong.

Even between Su Musha's breaths, he felt that there was a rich aura that entered his body with his breath, and then was refined by his physical body.

If he survives here for a long time, I am afraid that it will not be long before Su Musha's physical body can be intact and even stronger.

Although he was happy in his heart, Su Musha was also puzzled.

All kinds of strange scenes are proving that this place is unusual, as if it were ...... It's not like the end of the law!

Not long after walking, Su Musha and the others went down the mountain, it was a basin, surrounded by mountains, and in the center of the basin, there were quaint wooden houses built in a piece.

Su Musha had already seen the animal skin flag standing in the center, on which was painted the totem of this tribe - the eagle!

Seeing the appearance of the children, several people in the tribe had already walked out, and seeing the three people on their shoulders resisting, and Su Musha who was following behind, several people in the tribe also stopped hesitantly.

Sao Qing rushed towards the old man at the head, the distance was too far for Su Musha to hear what they were saying, he could only see Sao Qing gesturing excitedly, and pointed towards Su Musha again.

The old man took Sao Qing's hand, and several sturdy barbarian cultivators followed behind him, walking towards Su Musha.

"The old rotten eagle and the barbarian of the Baobu department, the lord of the Soul Refining...... Is it really a medium?"

Although Sa Lie was old, it brought great pressure to Su Musha, even if he closed his eyes, Su Musha seemed to be able to feel a blood mad dragon entrenched in front of him.

It was as if he were not facing an old man, but a terrifying and ferocious demon beast.

Su Musha didn't answer, just stretched out his hand, and the white ghost fire burned in Su Musha's palm, but he never grabbed Su Musha's palm.

It was just three breaths, Su Musha put away the ghost fire in his hand and forcibly urged the ghost fire, Su Musha's face turned a little paler.

The whole person almost shrunk into a ball, and coughed violently.

When Salie saw the ghost fire, his expression became more and more serious.

"The soul refining spirit medium from the Hanging Moon Tribe, the old decay represents the Eagle Eagle Tribe, welcome to the Lord!"

Su Musha waved his hand, "The barbarian is polite, I and a few of my slaves were seriously injured, disturbing your department for some time, and I ask the barbarian to agree." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Sa Lie had already enthusiastically helped Su Mu up.

"Haha! Don't bother! This is the honor of our Eagle Tribe!"