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Su Musha hesitated in his heart, but in the end he decided to leave.

The old barbarian was affectionate and sincere, which moved Su Musha, the key is that the old barbarian finally told Su Musha here that the changes in the Lingman Mountain were related to the changes in the aura of heaven and earth.

Even if he was a brute cultivator, he was aware of the changes between heaven and earth, and some juniors climbed to a higher realm because of this, which attracted the attention of the elders.

It seems that the last time they returned, they had mentioned this matter, saying that in the depths of Lingman Mountain, there was a terrifying rebellion of the demon clan powerhouses, but no one took this matter to heart, even if it was an old barbarian who was full of experience in Lingman Mountain, it was only because of the arrival of spring.

Now they have really encountered an accident, almost eighty percent of the young and strong people of the Lingman tribe were trapped in the depths of the Lingman Mountain, and never returned on schedule, and even the old barbarian of the Saligo dragged the old body, and once ventured to the depths of the Lingman Mountain, along the mark they made, but they never went deep, and encountered the terrifying demon king passing by, and finally had no choice but to turn back.

Su Musha was very cautious, but he thought in his heart that the changes in the Lingman Mountain could make him understand when and where this world was, and he might be able to catch a clue.

The unknown confusion of the world has always made Su Musha's heart have some scruples.

The idea was not clear, but it slowed down the progress of his cultivation.

Moreover, Su Musha had a hunch in his heart that if he wanted to return to the world where the Hanging Moon Demon Sect was located, he might need to truly understand the secrets in the Lingman Mountain, and the changes in the aura of heaven and earth would always make Su Musha uneasy.

It seems that the aura is strong, and the demon king's qi and blood can only be used as ingredients, but it is too illusory after all, not like the era of the end of the law.

There are wooden rafts in the mountains and forests, and they deliberately left a mark, and Sa Lie informed Su Musha of it.

On that day, Su Musha chose the snake demon with blood in his heart, and was later cut off by the barbarian cultivators of the Lubao tribe, and refined it with the ancestral secret method of the tribe, and finally made a black beast robe for Su Musha.

Su Musha accepted it calmly, and now he is wearing this ink snake beast robe into the mountain.

The moon robe that accompanied Su Musha was devastated, and it was kept in a storage bag by Su Musha, and there was never a chance to repair it, and now it finally has a top-notch "magic robe".

It still seems to have the breath of some demon king-level snake demons, or coercion, Su Musha has rarely seen demon beasts along the way.

Even if there was an extremely powerful demon king who caught a glimpse from afar, he turned around and left.

The demon king of such a realm already has spiritual wisdom, and Su Mu is wearing such a beast robe, in their opinion, this is the hunter of the demon king, and his strength is above them, and they dare not take offense easily, lest they fall.

After walking like this for three days, in the mountains and forests, the mark left by the wooden alders was broken.

Su Musha saw the traces of the fight, there was blood left, it belonged to barbarian cultivation, even if it had been on the ground for a long time and had dried up, he could still feel the blood boiling.

Not even far away, Su Musha saw a stone arrow carved with brute scripts nailing an unknown demon beast to death on a reckless ancient tree.

They went through terrible battles, some were wounded, and finally fled in such a hurry that they didn't even have time to collect their prey.

Su Musha stopped.

Mu Chun and their barbarian cultivators, any one of them came out, and their combat power was much higher than Su Musha, this was a barbarian cultivator who could tear the demon king apart, but he was injured in this battle.

Su Musha was afraid that if he went on, he would encounter accidents.

After hesitating for a moment, Su Musha held the formation flag of the upside-down formation of the positive and negative Nine Palaces in his hand, and then walked forward cautiously.

With the array flag here, he can besiege the demon king for a while, and such a time is enough for him to flee for his life.

Gently twist some of the blood on the ground onto your fingers.

Some gray mist seeped out of Su Musha's body, pulling the corpses of the demon beasts on the side, and in a moment, a gray light shot out, enveloping Su Musha's body, as if possessed by a ghost.

These days, Su Musha has sorted out the inheritance of "Hundred Ghosts Jinglun", which is the secret method, and it is the way to find ghosts and gods and ask for directions.

Pity the front seat in the middle of the night, and don't ask the common people to ask the ghosts and gods.

The ancient emperors had a furrow in their chests, not to mention the superiority of the common people and ghosts and gods, and there was also a reason for asking about ghosts and gods.

Su Musha asked the way ghosts and gods, and the demon beast gods and souls were pulled by the secret method, and they had the breath of wooden alders on their bodies, which was the road of Su Musha.

After a while, the gray light on Su Musha's body dissipated, and the spirit of the demon beast no longer existed, so Su Musha slowly bypassed the thorns and advanced towards the depths of the woods.

There were constant bloodstains along the way, and it was obvious that someone was extremely injured, but there was no trace of a fight, and Su Musha secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

After walking like this for another half an hour, a whispered voice suddenly came from not far away, and Su Musha subconsciously stopped.

The hoarse voice is as ugly as the friction of gold and stone, Su Musha has experience in his heart, and generally this kind of voice is either a ruthless demon cultivator like himself, or an old monster who has survived for endless years.

"We will go into the mountains today, what do you want?"

"We ...... We are injured, and the agreed deadline has not returned, so it would be best if Ah Gong could invite Lord Soul Refining. ”

Su Musha's heart moved, this was Mu Ling's voice, it sounded full of anger, and he thought that there was someone else who was injured.

"In the past three days, I have often heard about Lord Soul Refining, what tribe is he from?"

"Lord Jiezi...... We don't know the ancestor of Lord Soul Refining, only that he came from afar, and was finally invited by Ah Gong to live in our tribe. ”

Su Musha had a smile in his heart, although the Hanging Moon Tribe and the like were just made up by themselves, and even the soul refining was just their own pseudonym, but Mu Chu and they had a heart after all, and they never exposed their true situation to outsiders.

He looks like a big stupid man, but he has a delicate mind.

Su Musha's footsteps moved slightly, deliberately making a noise, alarming a few people not far away, and then directly revealed his figure calmly.

"Soul Refining!"

Mu Mu and the others were a little excited, but Su Musha's gaze fell on a few strangers first.

An old man with a wooden cane, an old woman with a rickety body, and a woman with a half-covered face, just looking at the dress, Su Musha is a little unsure of this person's age, probably no more than middle age, and the years have not left any deep traces on this person's body.

The one who spoke earlier was an old man with a wooden cane.

After that, Su Musha's gaze fell on Mu Chun and the others, there was no attrition, Su Musha breathed a sigh of relief, among the seventeen-person team, seven or eight people were injured, although it was not a fatal injury, but in the Lingban Mountain where the demon king was rampant now, there was obviously a worry.

Everyone eagerly surrounded Su Musha, Su Musha felt warm in his heart, even though they were all injured, they still faintly guarded Su Musha in the center, and even deliberately cut off the sight of the three people.

"Alright, Mu Lu, introduce these three to me. ”

Before, Mu Lukou called the adult, and it seemed that these three people were the spirit mediums of a certain tribe among the barbarians.

Mu Chun nodded, the crowd carefully moved out of the way, and Mu Chun opened his mouth in turn,

"My lord, this is a psychic medium from the Gulf tribe, Lord Jiezi, this mother-in-law is Lord Zilan from the Qingluan tribe, and this is Lord Bai Xun from the Hu tribe. ”

When Mu Chun spoke, his expression was a little unnatural.

Su Musha was stunned for a long time before he reacted.

The totems that these tribes believe in are all within the scope of the ancient five phoenixes.

This is an ancient demon species, which once dominated the nine heavens and ten earths, but in the era of the end of the law, it has been drowned in the long river of history, and few people can know the name of the three ancient five phoenixes.

The five phoenixes are called: the red phoenix, the yellow one, the green one, the purple one, and the white one.

It is rumored that only the red phoenix bloodline is the most orthodox, and the rest are side branches, and it is said that the five phoenixes go hand in hand, but they have their own similarities and differences.

But no matter what, the five phoenixes have always been in the same breath in the rumors of the three ancient times, and now it seems that among the spiritual barbarians, there are also tribes that believe in the five phoenixes, but they have been passed down to this day, and the strength of the tribe has been divided into high and low.

The Qingluan, Cormorant, and Baihu tribes all have the inheritance of spirit mediums, but the Eagle tribe has cut off this lineage hundreds of years ago, and no spirit mediums have been born now.

Su Mu covered his heart, quietly lifted the embarrassment of the wooden alder, and looked at the three people in front of him calmly.

"Soul refining spirit medium, the remote ancient tribe greets the companions, I don't know what tribe the companions come from?"

Jiezi, an old man from the Gulf tribe, asked the same question, and Su Musha didn't have the slightest fluctuation, but his gaze deliberately became distant.

"The supreme Hanging Moon tribe, looking down on all living beings and ants in the clouds, I hope that you, the remote back-enders, have heard of the prestige of our people. ”

Su Musha's expression was cold, and when he mentioned the Hanging Moon Tribe, his state and affection had changed differently.

In the depths of the Lingman Mountain, in the ancient tribal jungle, there really is such a tribe, which overwhelms the eons and annihilates the heavens.

Jiezi, Zilan, and Bai Xun's expressions changed greatly.

This kind of demeanor can't be pretended, only really strong can have such a bearing, and they have only seen this kind of demeanor in those ancient and powerful tribes when they were young, when they traveled to the Lingman Mountain.

Even in the hearts of the three of them, there was some feeling that Su Musha's arrogance here seemed to be stronger than the predecessors he had ever seen.

This is no longer a companion, Su Musha calls them the back roaders, the people in front of him, as if they have already walked in front of the path of the spirit medium, and they need to look back in the face of them.

Terrifying bearing.

But only Su Musha knew it in his heart.

I have been in contact with the elders of the Xuanyang Sect, including the Ghost Flower Mother-in-law of the Soul Refining Peak, these are all strong people who have been in the domain for more than a thousand years, especially the Ghost Flower Mother-in-law, who has become more and more invincible with the change of years.

Not to mention, he has now imprisoned Chu Han, who is also a thousand-year-old monster, even if he is suppressed and banned, but between his gestures, he is still invincible, these details are indelible to Su Musha, but in the long-term contact, they were imitated by Su Musha.

The expression was plausible, but it shocked the three people in front of him.

Next, Su Musha even performed what they saw as "invincible brute art".

Between the gestures, there is no fluctuation of aura, this is the embodiment of the operation of the "Turtle Fetal Breath Sutra" to the high depths, but it is such an understatement, but it directly extracts the origin of the soul of those demon kings, in their eyes, it is the vitality of the demon king, after extraction, there is not much of this mysterious energy in the flesh and blood.

Then Su Musha poured this energy into the injured man's cultivator.

"Invincible brute art", in their eyes, has the effect of resurrecting the dead.

Such a move, they almost dare not imagine, the inheritance has not been involved at all, and they guess in their hearts that it should be because the gap in the realm is too large.

The more you can't see through it, the more awe you feel.

It doesn't matter what era it is, no matter what race it is, it's like this.

They were gone, recovering from their injuries, and they had the confidence to return to the tribe together.

Su Mu stayed behind and accepted the invitation of the three spirit mediums to explore the movements in the depths of the Lingman Mountain.

The old lady Zilan took the lead in preparing to show her goodwill, and told Su Musha the information that her people had discovered before.

"In the depths of the Lingman Mountain, there is an inexplicable glow shrouded in a majestic mountain, the light is colorful, people can't see what is happening in the mountain, and then there are terrifying monsters gathering, the mountain seems to be quiet, but in fact there are ten thousand beasts dormant. ”

Such a statement frightened Su Musha, and he felt more and more that this trip was inappropriate, but the three people next to him thought that they had hugged their thighs and wanted Su Musha to shelter.

Bai Xun also spoke, she was a beautiful woman, and her voice was very young,

"Some people risked death to bring back the news, Huaguang was only red at first, and finally changed into seven colors, he witnessed some changes, climbed to the top of the ancient tree, and glimpsed four big characters from a distance, but it was not barbaric. ”

Bai Xun handed the four characters carved on the animal skin to Su Musha, twisting and twisting the ghost painting symbols, so that Su Musha could barely see that this was the text of the Three Ancient Eras.

These four words are very weird, the first two words are dragon pattern bird seals, and the last two words are thunder pattern cloud seals, which are all secret words of the three ancient eras, but they are divided into different factions.

"Come to the wind, Shiyi. ”

Su Musha distinguished the four words, and the three people beside him recalled their thoughts, and they were all frightened when they looked at each other.

"I didn't expect the ancient barbarian wasteland to appear!"

"That's right, rumored to have been shot down to the ground, and now resurrected from the mountains?"

"This trip is becoming more and more dangerous, and among the Wufeng tribe, there are only a few words about this secret. ”

......

The three of them chatted beside Su Musha, as if Su Musha was like this, mentioning a terrifying figure like Granny Ghost Flower.

Su Musha couldn't speak, for the Lingman tribe, Su Musha didn't know anything, this clan was very secretive in the three ancient times, living in seclusion in the Lingman Mountains, very rarely in the world, even in the "Hundred Ghosts Jinglun", there is no record.

It was only Jiezi's words in the end that made Su Musha suddenly think of the inscriptions on the ancient stone wall he had seen when he had just teleported to this world.

There is no way, there have been only a few words recorded in the inheritance of the Wufeng tribe, and if a big man from the Hanging Moon tribe like himself does not know, it will really damage the image of the master.

"The west pole of ancient times, there is land, the wind comes to say, and it is located in the southwest corner of the sun and the moon. ”

After a pause, Su Musha continued to speak.

"The ancient powerful tribe is not weaker than the existence of my Hanging Moon tribe!"