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Southern Xinjiang, Jiuli Mountain, Long'Yin' Mountain. -

In the middle of the night, compared with the Emei Mountain in the Middle Earth, there is not much change, if it is a little strange, it is from the foot of Jiuli Mountain to the mountainside of the Li village, at night, thousands of lights are dotted, and the twinkling stars in the sky echo each other.

Yun Xiaoye stood alone on the boulder platform at the top of the mountainside complex, looking at the ancient vicissitudes of stone house in the darkness in a daze.

He still couldn't figure out how the withered old man who called himself Mr. Mu just now suddenly disappeared like a ghost while walking.

This mysterious old man seems to appear suddenly, and then disappear suddenly.

left a dream-like ending for Yun Xiaoxie.

"Smack!"

With a soft sound, Yun Xiaoxie's shoulder was patted, Yun Xiaoxie was pondering what Mr. Mu said just now, and he didn't notice anyone approaching for a while.

When the soft palm like white 'jade' slapped on his shoulder, he reacted and turned his head suddenly, only to see a beautiful alien 'girl' standing in the moonlight.

Dressed in a 'flower' and 'flower' green 'color' shirt, her body was covered with 'fine' silver jewelry made of sterling silver braiding, and with the shaking of her body, there was a crisp and pleasant bell sound.

It is the second senior sister, the current patriarch of the Jiuli clan, Lan Man'er.

Yun Xiaoxie's movement of turning around just now was extremely violent, which frightened Lan Man'er.

Lan Man'er took a few steps back, patted his chest, rolled his eyes and said, "What are you doing, scare me to death!"

Yun Xiaoxiao snorted: "You scared me to death, and suddenly you didn't call me behind me, don't you know that people are scared to death?"

Lan Man'er said strangely: "I didn't call you, my throat is about to burst, you are distracted, what were you thinking just now?"

"Nothing. ”

Yun Xiaoye replied casually, and suddenly his heart moved again, and said, "Senior Sister Man'er, is there a wizard surnamed Mu in your Li clan?"

"A wizard with the surname Wood?"

Lan Man'er frowned, thought for a while, and said: "There are not many wizards in our Li clan, there are less than fifty of them, and I haven't heard that there is a surname Mu ...... Wait......"

Her eyes suddenly widened, as if she was shocked and stunned.

Yun Xiaoye said in surprise: "What's wrong?"

Lan Man'er took a few deep breaths, his eyes flickered instantly, and then he gestured and said, "The wizard surnamed Mu you are talking about is not a very old man, wearing a gray and white 'colored' robe, his voice is hoarse and slow, his breath is weak, and he even feels like a soulless walking corpse 'meat'." ”

Yun Xiaoye thought back in his heart, nodded and said, "Yes, it's him, I met him here just now, isn't he the wizard of your Jiuli clan?"

Lan Man'er looked Yun Xiaoye up and down in disbelief, and Yun Xiaoxie was a little hairy in her heart stared at by her straight eyes.

Said: "I know that I am handsome and chic, and my instruments are extraordinary, but you don't need to stare at me in the middle of the night, I can tell you, the so-called twisted melon is not sweet, even if you can occupy my body but you can't get my heart!"

"Who wants your body!"

Lan Man'er retracted his gaze, snorted, and said, "You are less self-absorbed here, let me ask you, what did you say to that old man just now?"

Yun Xiaoxiao heard Lan Man'er say this, so he put his mind at ease, and he was really afraid that Lan Man'er would suddenly become more 'lustful' about himself.

In case Lan Man'er covets his own beauty and does things to himself.

It's not to resist by yourself, it's not to resist either, it's really tangled.

Now he was finally convinced that Lan Man'er, a 'flower' girl who was at least twenty years older than himself, had no interest in his little boy at all.

But when I think about it, it's not right, I am killed by all ages, not to mention that the girl Bai Su, who has practiced for thousands of years, stalks herself, Qian Thirteenth Sister is at least forty years old now, and she also has some affection for herself.

"Isn't Senior Sister Man'er dislike men?"

This is the result of Yun Xiaoxie's cranky thoughts for a moment.

"You look so obscene! I'm asking you, what did you say to the old man?"

"......Ahh Wait, what did you just ask me?"

Lan Man'er was shocked, she didn't know what Yun Xiaoye was talking about, so she had to ask what she had just said again.

Yun Xiaoxie returned to his thoughts, laughed dryly, and said, "Mr. Mu didn't say anything to me, but just told me that if he wanted to dissolve the power of the Netherworld's counter-devouring, maybe he would find the answer in the Blood 'Yin' Mountain." ”

"Blood 'Yin' Mountain!"

Lan Man'er snorted and snorted: "I have been investigating in Southern Xinjiang for several months, only to learn that the remnants of the Black Witch Clan appeared in the Blood 'Yin' Mountain, he already knew, but he didn't tell me, and told you that you who just arrived in Southern Xinjiang only have one side, it is really unreasonable." ”

Yun Xiaoye listened to Lan Man'er's words and said, "Who is that Mr. Mu?"

Lan Man'er said: "He is not surnamed Mu, his original name is Mu Daqing, and he is the great wizard of our Li clan!"

"Huh?!"

Yun Xiaoyi lost his voice and said, "He is a great wizard, no wonder his eyes are so vicious!"

What he said was quite shocking, but in fact, he muttered in his heart, secretly thinking, sure enough, people can't look good, why are extraordinary predecessors such as Xu Tiandi and Mu Daqing all withered and dying?

In the tens of thousands of years of history of southern Xinjiang, wizards are the most expensive profession, 10,000 years ago, the eight ancient witches began to disintegrate and disappear, withdrawing from the stage, changing the situation in southern Xinjiang in the world.

Due to the disappearance of the eight ancient witch clans in the past, many extremely powerful ancient witchcraft magic powers have also been lost, and now the southern witchcraft inherited by the five clans in southern Xinjiang is only less than one-tenth of the heyday of the eight ancient witch clans ten thousand years ago.

On the contrary, in the past 10,000 years, the art of cultivating truth in Middle-earth has taken the opportunity to rise, and the Tianjizi 8,000 years ago has pushed Middle-earth cultivation to its peak.

Nowadays, the hundred schools of thought in the Middle Earth are vying for 'beauty', and Tao, demons, Buddhas, witches, ghosts, Confucianism, and demons coexist in the world, forming a situation of separation.

Compared with the prosperity and prosperity of Middle-earth cultivation, the oldest inheritance of witchcraft in the world, southern Xinjiang, is gradually declining. It has long been without the strength of the Middle Earth cultivator.

Under this, what Southern Xinjiang can do is the Gu worm cultivation technique that is despised by the righteous demons of Middle Earth.

And whether it is a small number of witchcraft supernatural powers that have been passed down, or high-level Gu arts, they are not something that ordinary remnants of Southern Xinjiang can cultivate, and these mysterious and mysterious techniques have been in the hands of wizards of all races over the years.

Among the wizards of all races, the strongest witchcraft is naturally the great wizard!

Where would Yun Xiaoye have thought that the bad old man he saw just now who was not amazing turned out to be the current great wizard of the Jiuli clan!

Naturally, there was some emotion in my heart.

Lan Man'er saw that it was not too early to see that the sky was 'dark', and this was where the forbidden land altar of ordinary clansmen was located, so it was not appropriate to stay for a long time, so he beckoned Yun Xiaoye to return to the stone house residence below.

Time is long, like a white horse passing through a gap, without leaving a trace.

It's been ten days in the blink of an eye.

In the past ten days, Yun Xiaoxiao and other visitors from Middle Earth have been living in Jiuli Mountain, and occasionally go to the mountainside to take a look at the customs of southern Xinjiang.

Since these outsiders are all good friends of the patriarch, plus those Chi Yan'er, Yun Xiaoyou, Bai Su and other 'women', all of them have a country-like appearance, and ordinary Li people are very friendly to these people.

Ten days later, on May 28 of the year of the Kyushu calendar in Middle Earth, it was sunny.

Early in the morning, under the leadership of Lan Man'er, a group of twelve people gathered in Lan Man'er's room.

Lan Man'er's room is very large, but the layout is very rough, as the head of the family, he is the king of a small country in Middle-earth, but the room can be described as frugal or simple, maybe this is the reason why Lan Man'er is loved by the clan.

Around a large wooden table, there is an ancient animal skin map, densely marked with many red dots, and some southern Xinjiang indigenous characters, presumably the names of some important mountain peaks.

Lan Man'er looked at everyone, 'jade' pointed a little, roughly circled a field on the map, and said, "The Blood 'Yin' Mountain is probably in this area, extremely close to the edge of the Death Ze. But I don't know exactly where. ”

Bai Su said confidently: "This piece of defense is not big, and it won't take a few days for so many of us to conduct a carpet search." ”

Everyone nodded, obviously agreeing with Bai Su's words.

Unexpectedly, Lan Man'er showed a wry smile.

Said: "This map is a summary of the 100,000 mountains in the entire southern Xinjiang, don't look at the place I circled is only the size of a palm, but the radius is at least three or five hundred miles." A few have thousands of peaks......"

"Ahh

Everyone exclaimed, and the hormone 'hormone' that was finally 'excited' just now instantly turned into cholesterol.

Yun Xiaoxie's face was 'revealed', and he said: "A radius of three or five hundred miles, thousands of peaks and peaks, we are a little bit of people, I am afraid that it will be difficult to achieve results in searching for a month." ”

Lan Man'er said: "Yes, everyone can only divide into two ways, maybe it can be faster." ”

Regarding Lan Man'er's proposal to divide into two teams, everyone has no objections, only twelve people are leaders in the cultivation realm, even if they are divided into two teams, there are as many as six people in one team, as long as they don't encounter the world's monsters, there is absolutely no problem in saving their lives.

Seeing that everyone did not object, Lan Man'er immediately said: "Since everyone agrees, then let's make up our minds, I, Senior Sister Little Demon, Senior Sister Zuo Kui, Senior Brother Zhou Dalin, Senior Sister Chiyan'er, Senior Brother Wang Fudong, we are in a group of six, and we will ...... here."

The room gradually sounded the sound of talking, everyone was talking about it, and the scene was so lively.

Far away in the wild land of the Western Regions, tens of thousands of miles away, more than half a year ago, there was a ghostly huge battle between the righteous and demon, at that time there were three main battlefields, one was the desert dunes in the west of the Black and White Divine Mountain, the second was hundreds of miles away from the north and south of the Black and White Divine Mountain, and the third, and the most tragic 'mixed' battle method was in the Wild Temple that was regarded as a holy place by the disciples of the Demon Sect.

In that battle, the palace complex, which stretched for more than ten miles, was almost reduced to rubble.

In just half a year, almost all the palaces have been restored to their former appearance, and all the walls have been painted again, making them look even more magnificent.

In the Xuanhuo Altar under the Xuanhuo Hall of the Barbarian Sanctuary, Gao 'Yu' Lin, no, she should be called Shura, at this moment she was facing the stone wall engraved with the text of the Demon Sect's classic Heavenly Book in a daze.

A huge and almost terrifying black 'colored' python, half of its body is sloppy in the cold pool water not far away, half of its body is 'exposed' out of the water, and its thick body is like a black 'colored' stone wall, which makes people's scalp numb.

It was none other than the Candle Dragon, one of the two major guardian beasts of the Demon Sect that showed his might during the Battle of the Demon Barbarian Temple!

The eternal and immortal Xuantian Holy Flame behind Shura was slowly beating on the dark red boulder, and there was no other sound in the huge underground world except for the candle dragon spitting out letters from time to time and making the slightest sound.

I don't know how long Shura has been guarding the Xuanhuo Altar alone, maybe even she has forgotten about herself.

Suddenly, Shura's brows furrowed, and he turned his head slightly, looking at the dim place behind him.

The giant beast candle dragon crawling beside her also seemed to be aware of it, and its huge oily green eyes also skimmed away.

A black gas filled and rolled, and out of the black qi came a man wearing a pitch-black robe and a black 'colored' veil.

Mr. Devil!

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