This is a new continent, Yang Quan has already determined, at least the Apocalypse and Tianyuan Continent, there is no such thing as the Western Wilderness and the Northern Barbarian, and after his injury stabilized, he planned to go to Zhongzhou with his apprentices, and the humans he encountered along the way were all in a tribal situation, which made him a little surprised.

These desolate people in the Western Wilderness, all of them are sturdy, even mortals in the clan who cannot cultivate, they have become extremely strong because of eating beast meat for a long time, as long as they are adults, they can basically tear apart first- and second-level demon beasts, which is unthinkable in other continents.

The way of cultivation here is also different from other places, and even the forging of magic weapons and magic weapons is completely different.

Since he met the Xichuan patriarch, Yang Quan has been walking east with his apprentices for more than two months, but in fact, he has not gone far, because he has learned a lot of things, and he feels that Zhongzhou is not necessarily suitable for him. During this period, he has encountered a lot of human tribes, and sometimes when he encounters tribal hunting, he will help them, although these desolate people have primitive social forms, but they have few crooked thoughts.

"Roar!"

A purple gold roar rushed wildly under the siege of several desolate people, this is a demon beast close to the sixth level, and the bloodline is extraordinary, the purple flame can rise from the body behind the mana, and the body is also extremely strong.

"Bang!"

Several strong men with giant bone sticks in their hands hit this purple gold roar with bone sticks again and again. This is several small tribes hunting together, several strong men with huge bones, respectively the patriarch of their respective tribes, they have taken a fancy to the bloodline of this purple golden roar, want to kill it, and then use its flesh and blood to strengthen the next generation of the tribe and baptize them.

"Boom!"

A strong man was lifted away, although the ancestral giant bone in his hand was extraordinary, it was left by at least the demon beast of the Jindan period, and it was trained by special means, but it was difficult to suppress this purple gold roar with special blood, and a stick was turned down, but it was topped by the other party, and it was about to be bitten, fortunately, it was the other strong men next to him who shot in time, which saved him.

Yang Quan wandered aside, never making a move, waiting for an opportunity. He was invited by these tribes and promised to share his beast blood afterwards, the situation in Zhongzhou, after Yang Quan inquired in many ways, he probably also understood, most of the immortal cultivation resources there were occupied, the sect, the family, or the empire or something, and it was estimated that there was no way to obtain immortal cultivation resources, so although he was currently heading east, he was not in a hurry.

Everyone hunted this purple gold roar, and the purple gold roar didn't want to swallow everyone, seeing that they couldn't attack it for a long time, these strong men couldn't help but be a little anxious, and the original cooperation began to appear a little loophole.

Yang Quan frowned slightly, and said in his heart: Forget it, it's a big deal to cultivate for a few more days... He suddenly condensed in the air, his expression was extremely serious, his hands kept beating the law, and then he held an illusory and flickering big seal in his hand, and slammed it towards the purple gold roar!

"Soul Seal, Lao Tzu will smash you to death!"

"Roar... Woo..."

The purple gold roar was originally incomparably strong, and under the siege of three or four patriarchs, they all seemed to be at ease, but when Yang Quan's Void Great Seal fell down, it immediately swayed.

This is not a physical injury, this is a move of the Demon Refining Divine Technique, only when the divine sense reaches a certain strength, can it be used, after all, Yang Quan once knotted Dan, and the strength of the divine consciousness exceeds that level, although the Jin Dan exploded later, and the divine consciousness was implicated and injured, but after recovering for a period of time at this time, it was still barely able to use it.

"Bang bang bang!"

Several patriarchs had a lot of combat experience, and seeing that Zijin Roar's body was shaking, it was a little difficult to control himself, so they all surrounded him, raised his bone stick and beat it hard.

Zijin Roar's mana is strong and his body is strong, but if he is beaten hard by the same level like this, he can't bear it, but after a few breaths, his skin will open and his flesh will bloom, and the mana layer will be unsustainable.

Yang Quan covered his forehead with one hand, and his divine sense was a little uncomfortable, but seeing that the purple gold roar was about to get rid of the effect of the soul suppression seal, the blood marks on his wrist began to condense, and the attack against this kind of rough-skinned demon beast was very effective against the divine sense.

"Whoosh!"

The blood thorns condensed, and the head of the purple gold roar in the middle, the purple gold roar, which was about to recover, suddenly lost control again, and could only plane in place, supporting the mana layer to defend himself.

But several patriarchs are not vegetarians, and the power of the big stick in their hands is comparable to a magic weapon, and under the wheel of a stick, this purple gold roar is dying.

"Hey, hey, that guy in western Sichuan is right, this Zhongzhou guy really has some means. A strong man lowered the giant bone in his hand and said, his face blooming with joy.

"Yes, yes, this purple gold roar was taken by my uncle's generation, but unfortunately he didn't hunt it at that time, but died in this guy's mouth..."

"Let him collect the blood first, he will take half of it, and we will take the other half back to baptize the children, and we will guarantee that they will be better than us in the future..."

Yang Quan approached, used his mana to collect blood, and then crashed into two bottles, one of which he put into the storage ring and the other to several patriarchs.

"That's... Foreigners, Yang from Zhongzhou... Yang Quan, right? I heard that you want to see the baptism of our tribe, is it true?" asked a strong man.

"That's right, I'm curious, I want to visit, is it convenient?" Yang Quan said: "By the way, there is also my apprentice, two people." Also, I'm not from Zhongzhou. ”

"What's so inconvenient about this, you are different from other people in Zhongzhou, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't be able to hunt this roar, baptism is one of the most sacred rituals of our tribe, I invite you to visit." A patriarch said.

Yang Quan grinned, at first, he was actually very worried in his heart, these desolate people didn't seem to have a high level of civilization, would they eat people? But after a few contacts, he knew that he thought too much, these desolate people are heroic and rough, but they don't have the custom of cannibalism, and they are also quite friendly.

The first chief he knew in western Sichuan, and then helped another tribe hunt one, and it didn't take long for his fame to spread to several nearby tribes, who invited him to join the hunt.

Three days later, Yang Quan was in his temporary cave mansion when he suddenly received news that he took his apprentice Luo Qianqian and went to a tribe to visit the baptism ceremony.

The desolate tribe here has two major rituals, one is baptism, laying the foundation for the children in the tribe, and the other is sacrificing, paying tribute to their main clan to ensure that their tribe will not be disturbed by powerful demon beasts.

"Master... Do they really not eat people?" Luo Qianqian followed behind Yang Quan all the way, looking at this group of almost desolate people.

Yang Quan smiled and said: "Okay Qianqian, they don't eat people, although they are a little different from us, but they are also human beings, and they don't have the habit of eating people, I've been to several tribes, don't worry." ”

There are very few buildings in the Desolate Tribe, because they are all sturdy individuals, even children, and shelter from the wind and rain does not mean much to them.

Regarding the arrival of Yang Quan and Luo Qianqian, these desolate people were also a little curious in their eyes, and some people looked around them curiously.

"Hahahaha, this little girl, don't worry, we don't eat bean sprouts!" The patriarch of this tribe, whose name is Xishui, also heard Luo Qianqian's words, and said with a laugh: "You Zhongzhou people look down on us desolate people, and we desolate people don't like you Zhongzhou people, but we don't like it, we desolate people won't eat you, we don't have the habit of eating people." ”

Luo Qianqian said: "We are not from Zhongzhou. ”。

"Why not, you Zhongzhou people all look exactly the same, thin and skinny. Xishui said.

Yang Quan smiled noncommittally, and didn't care about the apprentice arguing with others, he looked around to see if there was a formation prohibition or something, he said that these desolate people would not eat people, but in fact, there was still a minimum of precautions in his heart, he only came to this kind of small tribe, because he did not have the strength to leave him.