Chapter 55 Indigenous Heritage

The wind howls angrily, and the green air is bleak.

It's just a lifetime, more than 20 years.

The 'Hao Mountain', which used to be surrounded by green trees, is now only a patch of bare sand. A large number of trees and green bushes were eroded by the pure yin breath of Huangquan, turning into clumps of fly ash and scattering on the earth, making this thousands of miles of 'Hao Mountain' turn into a barren land.

A jasper-colored divine glow gradually fainted under the miserable green aura. A gray mist loomed, enveloping it firmly.

The central place of the 'Milli Mountain'.

This was supposed to be the essence of Nuoda's 'Hao Mountain', a place of ointment. For the eight tribes who have lived in the 'Milli Mountain' for a long time, most of the source of the struggle comes from the belonging of this place.

For these innate beings, although they are called 'innate', they are far from being as transcendental, powerful and incomparably powerful as the first generation of beings. They also need hunting, food, and practice...

Abundant resources mean that the tribe is getting stronger and stronger.

It can't be helped, sometimes survival always seems so cruel.

The law of the jungle is nothing more than that.

For example, the tribes that originally occupied this fertile land were forcibly expelled by these sudden 'guests'.

Although there are only a few dozen of these 'guests', they are all descendants of great magical powers, with profound magic power and infinite magic methods. Although he has not proven the way of gods and demons and the immortal body, he is also a leader under gods and demons.

Nature is far from being able to withstand the tribal natives of these remote areas.

These 'guests' have an extraordinary heritage, strong combat power, and mysterious powers. In the same realm, there is almost no resistance. One person can be powerful against dozens of tribal elders, and he is fierce. It made the tribes feel terrible and terrible. It's just that they also seem to have some kind of scruples, and they haven't washed the blood. It's just a hasty matter, and the tribes entrenched here are moved far away from the center of the 'Milli Mountain'.

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In the depths of the 'Milli Mountain', in a tribal camp.

A solemn and heavy aura brewed in the empty camp.

However, this was enough to entrench tens of thousands of people in the camp. Today, only a few hundred bonfires remain.

The bonfire was blazing, and under the light of the fire, the camp was bright.

A group of strong men sat cross-legged around the bonfire, their bodies exposed, their muscles tense. A stone is placed on the ground, which can be touched at hand, and some strong men have even touched it lightly with their fingertips, as if they are extremely vigilant, ready to go at any time.

In this solemn atmosphere, an ancient stone house is lively.

The stone house is simple and rough, with only eight stone chairs in the middle, four on the left and four on the left.

Among them, seven figures sat upright, and only a stone chair on the right was empty.

"Hey..."

"That old boy... Not to mention, it's so fast... I escaped!"

A slightly chubby man looked boredly at the stone chair that was vacated alone in the room.

"Hmph... That old guy, ruthless enough... The inheritance passed down by the ancestral spirits, if you say don't want it, you don't want it. ”

"Leaving the ancestral roots behind... Far away..."

A fat man who looks like Roshan, with clear facial features, fat and slightly trembling, sneering.

"Alright..."

A man dressed in a black animal skin, his eyes were like star cores, and his body exuded a strong aura of 'power'.

"I am not here to hear you repent. ”

"At the moment of the great enemy, we should unite as one, and all the thoughts that we shouldn't have should be put away for me. ”

The man's eyes bloomed, and his gestures seemed to shatter the vacuum.

"'Wow', I'll listen to you... Say it, how to do it. ”

A giant man holding a peachwood cane, waving the heavy wooden staff in his hand, swept his gaze to the many leaders present.

The other five leaders present couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts under the meaningful gaze of the giant man.

This giant man is not only the head of a department, but also has extremely strong combat power. Even among the eight tribes, it is difficult to resist, and it is an extremely difficult character.

If the two tribes are united, there will be no way for our tribe to live. ’

At this moment, the other five leaders. actually had a deep fear of these two parts at the same time.

"Eight evils deviate from the law. ”

'Huh' eyes were cold, and he slowly spit out the name of a supernatural power.

'Boom..."

The name, like thunder, echoed in the minds of the leaders, and they were in an uproar.

"You... You are crazy... This... This is the supreme law of forbidden laws..."

An old man said in a bit of panic.

These eight evils are actually an outlier in the superior supernatural powers.

It is necessary to collect the casters of the eight celestial phenomena level, refine the essence blood, and deplete the vitality before they can be cast. Its power is enough to reverse the gods and demons and shake the heavens and the earth.

It is the first generation of creatures in the line of 'Hao Mountain', 'Hao', who sensed the murderous breath of heaven and earth, reversed the meaning of the eight extremes, and created an ultimate killing method.

This method does not lead to the avenue, does not know the cultivation, only for killing, almost like a mad demon, extremely ferocious.

It was inherited by the sages of the eight major tribes. And divide the true law, and the tribes will divide it and hold it, and follow it to the top secret.

Therefore, only when the eight parts join forces can the complete eight murders be reproduced.

It's just that this method is really a lose-lose method.

Hurt yourself first, then hurt the enemy, destroy both form and spirit, and end up together. As a result, the other leaders changed color.

After all, for a remote region like theirs, the Fa Heaven and Earth is already a remarkable achievement, and it is enough to support the existence of thousands of years of great luck.

"If not, how to repel 'them'..."

"Could it be that when they completely ruined this 'Haoshan' ancestral land?"

"Since they have great supernatural powers, we can also exchange lives for them..."

The man said coldly.

These great gods have been passed down from generation to generation, and the cloudy aura released by them is pure and domineering, and it is extremely weird. Constantly eroding the essence of the earth, growing stronger and stronger. Until the 'Milli Mountain' was shrouded and covered, isolating the internal and external breath, making the Qianli 'Milli Mountain' a dead land and a Jedi.

This has completely touched the bottom line of several major tribes and shaken the foundation of their survival. In this case, even if the tribes know that they are invincible, they must fight to the death and find a way out.

After all, among all the departments, only those who have practiced the Fa, Heaven and Earth, can barely resist the breath of the Yellow Springs that are densely covered with mountains. Ordinary people are absolutely unable to resist the erosion of the Yellow Spring's breath.

In just over 20 years, the population of the tribes has been sharply reduced, and their vitality has been greatly damaged.

"I... Agree. ”

The giant man holding the peachwood staff snorted, and his big hand grasped the wooden staff tightly, the green tendons were bulging, and his face was resolute.

"In that case, we should also take action..."

"It's just..."

The five leaders glanced at each other, and among themselves, nodded.

"It's just... We can wait for the eight parts to practice the Extreme Killing Method..."

"There's still one missing..."

One of the old men sighed.

"Hmph..."

"Look... What is this..."

'Huh' smiled coldly, and then stretched out his palm, and the palm of his hand bloomed, about three inches, floating uncertainly.

In the center of the mang, there are two gravels, about the size of a grain of rice, circling and floating in between.

"It's... It's when they're leaving... The only gift left to us..."

For the first time, a touch of emotion appeared on the indifferent and ruthless face.

His gaze wandered towards the empty stone chair.