"Habitat Soul Su...... There is no ...... in the wilderness"

Gu Weng spoke, his expression awe-inspiring. He muttered the divination words of the ancient warlocks of the Jiuli clan. When Fu You heard the word Qiling, he suddenly thought of something, and his body was also stunned, and then he looked at Xiaoli with thoughts.

The so-called perched spirit is familiar to every Jiuli person. According to legend, I don't know how many generations of the patriarch of the Jiuli tribe, when he was young, he had entered the trial of the ancestral witch land, and by accident, by chance on a huge flower leaf, found a sleeping girl. Suspicious, he opened his mouth several times, but the girl never showed signs of waking up, and just as he was about to bring the other party back to the clan, the opening time limit of the ancestral witch land had arrived, and he had to leave alone for fear of delaying the return.

Unable to hold back on his return, he eagerly recounted what he had seen to the chief, but in the end he left in doubt. Ten years later, he entered the land of the ancestral witch again, and this time, he did not participate in the trial, but went directly to the place where he had last seen the girl.

From memory, he followed to the familiar place, as he had expected but unexpectedly, it was the same scene as ten years ago, with huge flowers and leaves, sleeping girls.

Ten years ago, he was too young to understand the changes in the world, but as he grew up, he now thinks more. There are many fierce beasts in the land of ancestral witches, but the girl is safe and sound in this corner, and there are green flowers and leaves, which never seem to have withered......

Although there were too many doubts, he did not hesitate, and after several temptations, he picked up the girl and immediately ran outside......

The moment he went out, the elders of the Jiuli clan all showed surprise. Eventually, the girl was called a perch spirit and placed in a forbidden place within the clan, where no one was allowed to enter and no outsiders were allowed. The girl is the same as ten years ago, her appearance has not changed, and her breath is even and steady, but for the people in the clan, she always feels so inauthentic. A few days later, with the closure of the land of the ancestral witch, the warlock of the clan also came up with a divination word: "Protect the dwelling spirit." ”

There were only four short words, but at that moment, they were all engraved in the minds of every clansman. After that, the warlock didn't know what to talk about with the patriarch, and finally established this four-character as the Jiuli clan motto. But there were still six words, and the warlock only told himself one line, which was the six words that Gu Weng said. As for why, the warlock was silent......

Time flies, the Jiuli people have been born, old, sick and died from generation to generation, the old and the new have changed, just girls...... has never woken up, but every member of the clan has remembered the precepts. Until Fu You became the patriarch, more than 60 years passed, and on this day, the girl had no warning...... Wake up!

It seemed that she could sense the outside world in her sleep, and the moment the girl opened her sleepy eyes, the name of every clansman could come out of her mouth. The awakening of the spirit did not make the tribe feel abrupt, but quickly got used to getting together. It's just that the girl who woke up didn't know anything except the memory of being in the Jiuli clan.

More than 20 years have passed, the girl is still like sleeping, her figure and appearance have not changed at all, but the clansmen are getting old, they envy the girl and always retain her innocence, but also keep silent about the girl's origin to the outside world.

This girl is Xiaoli.

These memories flashed through Fu You's mind, and even though he revealed Qingming, seeing that Xiao Li was fine, Fu You lifted it up, and threw it towards the entrance of the ancestral witch land with Yi Han. There are also the few remaining dozen or so young people in the clan, who were also swept up by him with a wave of his sleeves and sent in one by one.

As Fu You withdrew the beast bone, the entrance was almost closed, and just after the last wave of entry, the entrance to the Ancestral Witch Land was completely closed! At the same time, Fu You took out the beast bone again, held it in his palm, and crushed it without the slightest hesitation.

The purple-clothed man came back to his senses from the blow just now, and there was a hint of surprise on his face that was hidden by the "swastika" mark, but as Fu You crushed the beast bones, his expression gradually became cold again. Under Xiaoli's power, he fell behind, and immediately made him interested in Xiaoli. But the destruction of the key to the land of the Ancestral Witch completely killed the idea of arresting Xiaoli that had just flashed in his mind.

"You ...... All of them are going to die!" The young people of the clan entered the land of the ancestral witch, and Yi Han also escaped, and the man in purple could not contain his anger, looked around at everyone, and spoke gloomily.

Seeing this situation, the people of the Jiuli tribe showed fearlessness, but Lang Yan and the people of the Hidden Valley trembled in their hearts, and listening to the other party's tone, they actually wanted to kill them together.

"Tianzun, my subordinates are brave and loyal, please let my father and son go!" In panic, Lang Yan hurriedly bowed down and spoke, but after staying for a while, he didn't hear any response. When I raised my head, I saw a bunch of golden reeds suddenly appear above the purple-clothed man's head, and in the floating, a vast killing aura began to rise and fall!

"Tianzun, you ......" Lang Yan said, he was originally in a cooperative relationship with the man in purple, but after the other party showed his strong strength, he was not allowed to bow down. He thought that the other party would remember not to attack the Valley in the past, but he didn't expect the other party's decision, and at this time, a trace of resentment appeared on Lang Yan's face, and while taking out a defensive magic weapon, he hurriedly retreated with Lang Yan.

Just when the purple-clothed man made a move, Fu You's figure also suddenly moved, throwing Fan Que Ding into the air. Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the big tent of the clan that was far away from here exploded suddenly, and as the cloth carpet was blown away, a heavy bluestone platform was suddenly exposed, and the location was where the seat was located.

Bang!

After a moment's effort, Fanque Ding also fell, and with a regretful sound, it was firmly embedded on the high platform. At this moment, a condensed light also grew from the bunch of reeds above the purple-clothed man's head, surging rapidly towards all directions.

A miserable scream erupted, and countless figures instantly turned into powder and dissipated under the touch of Guanglian, and Guanglian itself seemed to carry the meaning of excess, and each figure died, accompanied by bursts of recitation. There are also many people who have survived with the help of others or with the help of others, or with self-preservation......

The corner of Fu You's mouth was bleeding, and he suffered a blow from the purple-clothed man when he manipulated Fan Que Ding, coupled with the blood power in his body that had not yet been dissipated, his body was even worse, but at this time, he was pale and completely unaware, and after reaching out and pinching a strange trick, he actually sat cross-legged and muttered in his mouth. At the same time, the Fanque Ding on the high platform suddenly shook, and countless tobacco threads actually derived from the void and poured into the Fanque Ding.

"It's ...... Luck!" The man in purple noticed this anomaly and looked at the high platform, "The little Jiuli clan can actually control the luck of the Eastern Wilderness!"

The purple-clothed man's eyes were full of surprise, and at the same time, the Jiuli people also noticed that no matter how serious the injuries were, as long as they were still alive, they all sat cross-legged, biting their fingertips, and smearing blood on their foreheads. At this time, every clansman seemed to have an emotion that could not be explained in words, as if fearless, as if relieved, and as if melancholy......

"For several years, nine li remained;

Heaven fell into trouble, pray for recall.

Feed my soul today, and serve my thoughts;

Blood oath, cold forbidden wasteland......"

Suddenly, a chant sounded from the crowd, like a spell that hooked the land, and like a sad song, gradually spreading away. Suddenly, it seemed to trigger the so-called luck in the mouth of the purple-clothed man, and the smoke in the air suddenly increased, surging towards the ding, and in the blink of an eye, the fan que ding trembled violently. It seems to affect the pulse of the entire earth, and with the ding, there is also a trace of inexplicable meaning on the eastern wilderness.

Airplanes!

A series of humming sounds sounded, starting with the high platform, and the Huabiao scattered at the four corners was actually glowing with blue light, and then, wisps of cold air emanated from it, as if it was attracted from somewhere on the earth, and sprinkled in the land of the Jiuli tribe at great speed.

The staggered Huabiao was linked, and in a few breaths, the cold air turned into ice stones, not several pieces, but one, and it was still spreading from the high platform to the surroundings.

The ice stone grew larger and larger as the cold air poured out, and the creatures and plants covered by it were like dead things. This scene came into everyone's eyes, except for the Jiuli people who were sitting cross-legged, the disciples of the Youhuang Valley who had been abandoned by Lang Yan suddenly panicked, and because of the barrier of the back mountain, they had nowhere to escape......

"It's ...... After sensing the gloomy qi ......" After sensing it, the man in purple panicked for the first time, and as soon as his body moved, he wanted to rise into the air and escape. Seeing this, Fu Yu turned his hand over, and Huabiao, which stretched for most of the Eastern Wilderness, suddenly became more brilliant, and at the same time, a force of sealing suddenly appeared.

The figure of the man in purple was forced to pause, seeing that flying in the air was forbidden, he swiped the reed in his hand to the side, and wanted to shuttle through the void to hide, but just when he made a move, the cold air that was already spraying all over the field instantly swirled around his ankle, freezing in the blink of an eye, trapping him. The man in purple used all kinds of spells to break free, but in the end, his entire body was still eaten away by the cold and wrapped in ice.

The formation of the ice was like a flood river bursting its embankment, and Lang Yan saw that the man in purple was trapped, and he was horrified in his heart, and took out a jade talisman. There are two of these talismans, one of which was given to Lang Yu, who was used by him when he escaped from the Secret Realm. At this time, without thinking too much, Lang Yan crushed it, and at the moment when the cold air came, the figures of him and Lang Yan disappeared in an instant.

The cold air is cold, and most of the eastern wilderness at this moment has become an ice field, overlooking from above, several Chinese watches are flashing blue in the ice stones, revealing a bleak cold.

In the crowd sealed in the ice stone, almost all the disciples of the Hidden Valley had a hatred in their eyes, and they became the hatred of the outcast. The Jiuli people were also sealed inside, but most of their expressions were filled with relief and the pride of dying.

"Tinder...... My Jiuli's Tinder ......"

A few strands of wet hair covered his eyes, his lips moved, and he turned his head to look at the void in the back mountain, where the land of ancestral witches opened, and gradually closed his eyes, and his body was frozen in the cold air......