Seeing that the clansmen were going up to kill Mu Qing, Atul opened his arms in front of everyone and said, "Don't panic, everyone, he is not a low-level race, he can speak!"

Adong said: "Atu, it doesn't matter if he is a low-level race or not, you see, he can release soul power! It means that he is a soul clan and our enemy!"

Atul immediately retorted: "You look at his appearance and demeanor, where does he look like those vicious soul clans?"

He looked at the shaman again and said, "Master Shaman, you have tasted the taste of his blood with your own mouth, but can you tell me whether his blood is the same as our blood clan?"

The shaman was also taken aback by the soul power that Mu Qing had just released, but he did taste a drop of Mu Qing's essence blood with his own mouth, his brows furrowed slightly, and he muttered for a long time before saying, "Perhaps, he is an anomaly!"

Atul immediately said: "Yes, yes, he is an alien of the blood clan! Everyone knows that according to legend, there was also a member of our clan who could use soul power in ancient times! Moreover, that senior cultivated to an extremely high level and became a generation of Saint Kings!"

Ah Dong said: "That's just a legend!" and said: "Master Shaman, you are well-informed, have you ever seen the blood clan have soul power?"

The shaman shook his head, looked around at everyone again, and said, "If he is our blood clan, even if it is a lower race, we will not kill our own clan, but if he is a soul clan......"

He didn't go on.

A middle-aged man said, "Master Shaman, count the days, there should be a few months left before the hunting of the Soul Clan." ”

The shaman nodded and said, "There are still five months." The Soul Clan is generally very well-behaved, and they will not come out to hunt until the time comes...... Sixty years of reincarnation......"

Atul immediately said, "Yes, yes, so, he must not be a soul clan, it must be our blood clan, a mutated blood clan!

......

Mu Qing's divine sense swept over everyone just now, and immediately probed the cultivation of these people clearly.

Among these people, the highest cultivation is the leading old man with horns on his head, who cultivates to the great perfection in the late stage of the spirit crystal, and the others are only in the middle stage of the spirit crystal at most, and more are only in the spirit stage.

Looking at the situation in front of him, he could see that the old man was the leader of this group of monks, since the cultivation of the head was only the Great Perfection of the late stage of the Spirit Crystal, then even if there were many of these demon monks, they would probably not surpass him. In this way, you will be more sure of escaping yourself!

Listening to the roaring and screaming of these demon monks, Mu Qing guessed that they were discussing how to deal with themselves, and the demon girl just now was obviously protecting herself.

After a while, the old man went away with the men, leaving only the maiden and the young man. Mu Qing estimated that they would not attack themselves for the time being.

The girl and the young man talked for a while, and the two of them also left.

Mu Qing's nervous mood relaxed temporarily, looked down at his naked appearance, and said to himself: "Mu Qing, Mu Qing, you can be regarded as a big talent!

After waiting for a long time, no one came in, Mu Qing slowly released his divine sense and spread out.

Mu Qing's divine sense has long been meticulous, and just now he used his divine sense to scan those demon cultivators in order to probe their cultivation, and to release his divine consciousness without touching their bodies, it was easy for Mu Qing.

The divine consciousness was released like wisps, and soon enveloped a radius of ten miles, taking in the area in full view.

This is located in the depths of a dense forest, it should be a small demon tribe composed of more than 300 people, very backward, living in wooden houses, some people go in and out, some people are chopping wood in the nearby mountains and forests, and a few teams of people are carrying large and small beasts back.

The tools in the hands of these demon monks did not have a single magic weapon, whether it was a steel fork, a long knife, or a short blade, it was all mortal iron. But this kind of mortal iron Muqing has never seen before, and after the divine sense is swept away, he feels harder and sharper than the mortal iron in the spiritual realm. However, no matter how sharp Fan Tie is, it is also Fan Tie.

The demon girl was gathering firewood in front of a cauldron, was she going to start cooking? The demon young man was beside her, talking and talking, the two of them were talking and laughing, as if they were a couple.

Mu Qing's divine sense was retracted, and he said in his heart: Ta Ling, Ta Ling, where did you send me, how can the monks here be like uncivilized savages.

Without thinking about it anymore, Mu Qing curled up and lay down. The physical damage was too serious, and the tension just now, and the large-scale release of his divine sense, made him very tired.

Sleep is an effective means for mortals to regain their strength. Now it also applies to Mu Qing.

Night is falling.

Atul walked in with a clay bowl of red rice and a few pieces of meat from an unknown beast.

Attu came to the iron cage, tapped the iron cage a few times, woke Mu Qing up, stuffed the bowl of red rice through the gap in the iron cage, and made a gesture to signal Mu Qing to eat.

The rice smells fragrant. There was a gurgling sound in Mu Qing's belly.

Mu Qing smiled secretly and said in her heart: How many years have I been in this valley, why am I still hungry?

He also said: I was locked up by them, so I shouldn't have been poisoned.

Thinking about it, he turned sideways to hide his private parts, picked up the bowl and began to eat.

The red rice is very sweet in the mouth. It felt even more wonderful than the spiritual food and spiritual wine I had eaten before.

Mu Qing quickly finished eating the big bowl of rice, put down the pottery bowl, smiled at Atul again, pointed to himself and said, "Clothes, can you give me a piece of clothing?"

Attu obviously didn't understand what Mu Qing meant, and said with a smile: "Yes, if you have a full stomach, your illness will heal quickly!"

Mu Qing pointed at Attu again and said, "You, the leather armor on your body, give me one, I look like this, too ...... It's too unusual......"

Atul said, "I, I've eaten it, it's for you." Do you still want it? ”

Mu Qing pointed himself from head to toe with both hands, and said, "I'm talking about clothes, don't you see that I'm naked?

Atul chuckled and said, "You're white, we're blue, aren't you? You're mutated, different from us!"

I'll go!

It's just a donkey's lips against a horse's mouth.

After comparing for a long time, Mu Qing finally gave up.

If you are naked, you will be naked, and when Lao Tzu goes out, the first thing is to grab a leather armor and put it on!

......

Seeing that Mu Qing stopped talking, Atul was very satisfied with the bowl, and brought Mu Qing another bowl of water, and Mu Qing also drank it.

Atul squatted in front of Mu Qing and looked at it for a long time, like looking at a beloved plaything.

Mu Qing naturally didn't let the other party look at it aggressively, turned around and lay down, facing Atul with her back. I scolded in my heart: What do you see! Have you never seen me such a handsome, handsome, and gifted monk?

And said: Damn, people are under the low eaves, just look at it! Anyway, these demons are so low-level, they are not much different from beasts!

Atul spoke slowly and said, "The shaman said that he can't be sure if you are a soul clan yet, and he can't let you out." But I know you're not, right?"

Mu Qing didn't understand, but she knew that she was talking to herself, so she replied casually: "The ancients said, don't look at indecency! You are a big girl's family looking at me like this, don't be ashamed! Are you married?"

Atul continued: "You're not of an inferior race, you can talk and laugh! I'll teach you our language, okay?"

Mu Qing replied angrily: "It's useless for you to look, Lao Tzu is not interested in you! Lao Tzu's Taoist companions, one is more beautiful than the other!"

The two of them are a donkey's lips and horses' mouths.

......

Atul was tired of what he said, so he crossed his knees on the animal skin blanket and pinched a trick with both hands.

Mu Qing peeked and saw that she had never seen the trick she pinched, and she couldn't help but be a little curious, and her divine sense secretly released it again, but she didn't touch Atul's body, but felt the flow of demonic energy around her.

She was really cultivating! The demonic qi around her body was slowly pulled, surging towards the hand that she had pinched, although it was slow, but it was also not sluggish.

Demon exercises!

Is it the True Saint Blood Refining Recipe or the Heaven Swallowing Recipe that Ta Ling said?

Probably not.

Ta Ling said that this True Saint Blood Refining Technique and Heaven Swallowing Technique were their "True Inheritance of the Holy Clan", how could such a small tribe have such high-level exercises? This demon girl's cultivation was probably the basic technique of some kind of demon race.

Moreover, it is not certain whether there are high-level exercises in this demon realm, and Ta Ling is probably lying to himself!

Ta Ling said that if he wants to come here, his cultivation must not exceed the late stage of the spirit crystal, that is to say, it is likely that the upper limit of the cultivation of this world is the late stage of the spirit crystal!

With such a low-level small interface, will there be high-level exercises?

Damn, I've been deceived!

However, Ta Ling's cultivation is much higher than his own, and killing himself is like crushing an ant to death, why should he lie to me?

Just to turn me into a demon?

I hope the 65-year covenant isn't a lie to me......

Mu Qing thought so, and fell asleep again......

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