"Oh??It's rare to have such determination! When I brought you here for only one night, in this water wasteland, I will help you cover your breath, and tomorrow I will take you away, which is both a creation and a danger for you. It's up to you. If you're afraid, I can take you away now!" After speaking, he brushed the top of Sanjing's head, "I've never been afraid!" Sanjing didn't raise his head, and said coldly. After his temperament underwent soul opening, he became extremely cold, and no one could see through his consciousness at this time, which made it difficult to understand, and at this time, the sky gradually darkened, silent in darkness.

This tribe lit a fire, only this one appeared bright, and the rest of the place was still in darkness, which made Sanjing can't help but think, and muttered: "Fire, it should be created by the human race, the product of the human race, how can this foreign race have it?" He approached the tribe with doubts, and his steps gradually lightened.

The scattered fires of the tribe gathered in front of them, and they faced the flames with devotion to them. There is no fire in the water shortage, fire only exists in the territory of humans, but they show that they are extremely serious about fire, as if they are facing the gods of their tribe.

They muttered to themselves before the flames, and recited old songs in their mouths. A mud pot on his head, kneeling down, gently put down the mud pot, took out a spark stone from the fire, put it into the mud pot, he prostrate his hands, as if calling for something, and in a blink of an eye a fire fell from the sky in the distance, "What do they want to do?" Sanjing was a little confused, and stepped closer.

The flames were getting closer and closer to the tribe, and the whole sky was reflected red, and a long tail of flames was crossed, and a strong sense of impact followed, and among the tribes, their very clear voices were heard, "The fire is coming!"

This is a hoarse voice, when these three words are spoken, it looks extremely rusty, obviously the foreigners in the tribe do not understand the meaning of this sentence, but this exposed human figure makes Sanjing particularly shocked, it is an old man of the human race, the body is curved, and only skin and bones are left in the body.

The old man was on crutches, exuding exhaustion, and looked at the foreigners in the tribe, and he was extremely kind. They also looked at the old man with respect, as if he was the elder of these foreign races.

The flames are more and more oppressive to the tribe, Sanjing stopped, stood in place and did not move, under the flames, his figure was revealed, among the tribes, the people of foreign tribes saw Sanjing's figure, showing doubts, as if they seemed to remember something, in a blink of an eye, it was frightened, the kind of fear that collapsed their hearts, they had no intention of looking at the flames in the sky again. Their eyes were full of fear.

The old man naturally saw Sanjing, he was a little hesitant, but sighed and said, "If you should come, you will never come." The old man's eyes were gone, and his face showed endless disappointment.

He saw Sanjing's thin face and cold breath, but his eyes still revealed doubts, "Is Xiaoyou a human race?" His words were very weak, as if he couldn't catch his next breath after speaking. Sanjing naturally did not flinch, and stepped directly into the threshold of the tribe, "Do you think I am me, you think I am not, I am not, I still want to ask if you are a human race?"

The old man coughed, sighed, and said, "Xiaoyou said that I am just a dying person. Sanjing looked around, his breath was covered by the sect master, under normal circumstances, foreigners could not smell his breath, but Sanjing could not change his own face, in the distance, the young man quietly watched the dynamics here, and also held a pot of wine in his hand, "There is an old guy is coming, you have to hurry!" He was obviously smiling, probably appreciating Sanjing's character, but did not complain about his reckless actions, the young man must be alone without many reasons, one point is enough.

Sanjing seemed to hear someone muttering to him, his eyes were stunned, and the old man seemed to feel something, and his eyes changed slightly.

"Xiaoyou may wonder why I am a human race in a foreign tribe, why do I take this kind of Terran fire?" Let the doubts in Sanjing's stomach be broken in an instant, and it is a little unpleasant.

"Oh, I was just trying to hear from you. Sanjing didn't beat around the bush, and directly opened his mouth to reply. "At that time, my Dao Law had encountered a boundary that could not be broken, and it happened that the famine occurred, and the expanded territory of the human race was occupied by foreign races, so I walked out of the human race with the broken boundary and came to the three wildernesses to find an opportunity, I was chased and killed by the ghost and the desolate ghost venerable, and lost half of my body cultivation, so I cut off half of my bloodline, and it happened that there was only one seriously injured blood division left in this clan, so I integrated into his bloodline just to survive. ”

"At this time, my blood has been cut off, and I am almost unable to return to the sky. After speaking, his eyes revealed despair, the flames in the sky suspended above the tribe, and the falling firelight revealed the desire to dispel the dampness of the entire water desolation here, the burning flame of the fire. "I want to use my Dao to continue my Dao to the fire again. ”

"Little friend, since I can see you is the fate of you and me, I will give you the bloodline inheritance of this clan that I know all about" A water ball floated out of his body at this time, and all the foreign clans in front of him were shattered at this time, turning into a ball of blood and flowing into the water balloon, this water ball became extremely bloody in the blink of an eye, and there were often a pair of hidden killing eyes inside, which flowed slowly in the blood.

He slowly pushed this water balloon towards Sanjing, suspended in front of Sanjing, as if the breath that existed here was felt on the body of the sect master, an illusion appeared in front of Sanjing's eyes, and a figure walked in front of him, he couldn't help but want to reach out and hold it forward, but when he touched this water balloon, it exploded instantly, and a blood-colored head spurted out, directly stretching out the bloody mouth and swallowing Sanjing.

Sanjing reacted extremely quickly, directly blocking my Qinglian Sword in front of him, taking dozens of steps back, his palm was shattered, and a few drops of blood flowed, while the old man's face was stunned, his skin was surrounded by a stream of blood, he squeaked and couldn't speak, obviously he was very unwilling. The flames in the sky were about to be extinguished in a blink of an eye, and then he revealed an ugly face, this was the first time Sanjing saw this face, the head was no longer the head of the human race, and pulled out a bloody mouth, the blood mouth that swallowed Sanjing was his, the teeth were extremely dense, there were countless small holes on his tongue, and often poked out blood-colored human heads, he had no eyes, only a blood groove, and a crack was drawn at the top of his skull.

He looked at Sanjing, his tongue was still stained with Sanjing's blood, he licked it bloodthirstily, revealing his longing, and spoke the human language, "It's much purer than that old man's blood, it's really the best." ”