Three days later, led by the patriarch Lihuo, Zuo Mou Jinggong, the elder Qi Mink led the team, ten Feng warriors, and five Feng warriors followed, and the team that went to the ancestral land to worship gathered at the main gate of the tribe.

On this day, although the weather was cold, the wind was beautiful, and the sky was beautiful, without a trace of clouds.

Kong Xuan, dressed in a white tiger desolate beast skin coat, with a Qiankun mirror around his neck, and a soul-breaking sword in his hand, stood in the crowd, looking around at everyone but not a single participant of the 'Phoenix God List' that day.

"Hey...... Hey..."

Not far from the crowd, a huge wooden cart slowly approached.

Kong Xuan fixed his eyes and saw that the wooden cart was carrying a sturdy beast, the beast was long, five zhang long, the weight of the beast, enough to have a thousand catties, and the straight wooden cart was deep in the mud.

On each side of the wooden cart were twenty burly men, neatly aligned and walking in unison, shouting the trumpet, driving slowly forward.

Kong Xuan was stunned and said: "As the patriarch said, the tribe is thousands of miles away from the ancestral land, is everyone going to bring this big guy to the ancestral land together?"

On top of the wooden cart was the Red Flame Giant Murderer that Kong Xuan had hunted in the barren valley a few days ago. The Red Flame Giant Murderer had already been killed by Kong Xuan and Araku, and at this time, the Giant Murderer was lying on top of the wooden cart, his expression was serene, and he was less hideous and terrifying than in the past.

Kong Xuan thought to himself: "Presumably, this giant murderer must be used for the ancestral sacrifice." ”

"Kong Xuan. ”

A familiar voice could not reach the ears in a familiar voice, Kong Xuanxun looked back.

"Tiger Head, aren't you hurt? Why did you become so vigorous so quickly. ”

Tiger Head was originally one of the many candidates who participated in the selection of the 'Phoenix God List', and that day, in order to stop Hong Ze, everyone attacked together, but they didn't want to, and they were all injured by Hong Ze. The tiger head is the initial cultivation of refining qi into the body, and he was seriously injured, and he should not have recovered so quickly, Kong Xuan couldn't help but be deeply surprised when he saw that the tiger head could be so alive and vigorous, and he thought that none of the Feng warriors and warriors who went to the ancestral land knew it, the road was far away, and it would be boring.

"Hey, hey... I'm still very self-aware, with my little strength, that day, such a situation, how dare I step forward?"

When the tiger head said this, he was obviously a little weak-hearted, and he didn't dare to speak loudly to Kong Xuan, and while talking, he looked left and right from time to time, for fear of being heard by others.

"Uh... You're not going to run away, are you?"

When Kong Xuan heard what the tiger head said, he drew three black lines on his forehead.

"Shhhh Whisper to you, if this were not the case, how could I go to the ancestral land with you today. ”

The performance of the tiger head made Kong Xuan's thoughts more certain. This tiger head became a deserter, and he felt that his face was gloomy, but he did not regret his original decision, he couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, and he didn't dare to speak out, looking at the tiger head's weak heart, Kong Xuan couldn't help laughing, and couldn't stop laughing: "Haha..."

"Oh, don't laugh. ”

Seeing Kong Xuan laughing, the tiger head hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Kong Xuan, just to stop it, and the tiger head looked like a little girl in a panic.

Kong Xuan looked at the tiger head and said sarcastically: "Haha... You're a chicken thief, boy. ”

With that, Kong Xuan patted the shoulder of the tiger head and walked away.

"Help, help!"

After Kong Xuan finished talking to Hutou, he originally wanted to go to the patriarch to learn about today's itinerary, but he didn't want to hear a burst of cries for help behind him, and the cries for help were extremely tragic and hissing exhausted.

Kong Xuanmeng looked back.

I saw several Feng clan duty posts at the main gate of the tribe, throwing away their armor, covered in blood, and rushing towards the main gate of the tribe.

The sky was originally clear and cloudless, but behind the sentry post that rushed to flee was cloudy and dusty, and it was impossible to distinguish where the clouds in the sky were and where the dust and sand were flying.

"Uh-huh..."

The roar of wild beasts was heard in the distance, and the sound of rumbling and running was heard from the earth.

The people followed the prestige.

"That's... That... What is it?" the crowd pointed to the distance, shocked and surprised, and said as promised.

"Save..."

Several sentry posts, before they could finish their cries for help, were engulfed in a raging flame.

The flames dissipated, and several sentinels retained their running posture, their bodies pitch black, their faces and hands ...... The same is true wherever the skin is exposed.

A breeze blew, and several sentry posts turned into ashes and dispersed with the wind.

With the fall of the sentry post, a giant murderer with black phosphorus all over his body came into view in the flying dust and sand.

"Huh? Run!"

Everyone saw the murderer getting closer and closer, and fled in a hurry.

"Uhhhhhh

In the tribe, the bone horn of the first-level emergency combat readiness was blown, resounding through Luoxia Mountain.

The bone horn sounded, and a few warriors and warriors covered the evacuation of the clansmen, but many Feng clan warriors and warriors looked resolute and tense, ready to defend the tribe to the death.

"Kong Xuan'er, return the lives of my wife and children. ”

The desolate beast actually opened its mouth to speak human words, Kong Xuan was surprised, and looked at his father beside him blankly.

"It's not good, this beast's cultivation has reached the realm of refining the gods and returning to the void, and we are definitely not its opponents. ”

There are many desolate beasts in the barren valley, and there are countless fierce beasts as strong as the flame beasts, and the cultivation of desolate beasts and immortal cultivators are all acquired cultivation, and the desolate beasts can also speak human language and transform into human form when they cultivate to a certain level.

"This giant murderer has not been transformed into a human form, I don't know if it can't be transformed, or if it hasn't been transformed. Kong Muyang had an indescribable bad premonition in his heart.

"Father, is this the family of the Red Flame Desolate Beast and the Red Flame Giant?"

Kong Xuan clenched Kong Muyang's hand, trembling slightly, after all, Kong Xuan was only ten years old, and he had never seen such a powerful murderer.

"Whew..."

As he spoke, the Red Flame Giant Murderer had already reached the front of the tribe less than a foot away. The whole body was full of black phosphorus, the hook was deeply embedded in the mud, and the mouth of the blood basin was opened, and a fierce flame burst into the fire, and the scorching wooden fence broke a large hole, revealing the tribe.

While everyone fled in a hurry, Kong Xuan rushed forward and planned to fight to the death with the giant murderer?

"Xuan'er..."

Kong Xuan saw that the tribe was facing the danger of being slaughtered, and this matter was caused by himself, and the giant murderer was clearly coming at him, how could it be reasonable to shrink, Kong Xuan broke the soul sword out of the sheath, drew the sword and jumped up, and stabbed forward.

Before Kong Muyang could react, Kong Xuan had already broken free of his hand and rushed out, Kong Muyang's body probed forward and failed to grab Kong Xuan's hand, and there was no love for him.

"Kong Xuan'er, today is your death. ”

Kong Xuan's late cultivation of refining qi into the body, where is the giant opponent of refining the gods and returning to the void.

"I can't help myself!"

In the face of such a strong strength, Kong Xuan had no power to parry, and with a tail sweep, the giant murderer struck Kong Xuansheng out of dozens of zhang.

Kong Xuan fell heavily on the hard stone ground for a long time. The moment Kong Xuan landed, the gravel splashed several feet high, and there were bursts of smoke and dust.

"Xuan'er..."

In Kong Muyang's eyes, Kong Xuan fell to the ground, bounced up several times by inertia, and then lay down on the stone ground. This is undoubtedly not cutting one's own flesh, gouging out one's own eyes, and the heart-rending pain is nothing more than that.

"Poof!"

"Ahem, cough, cough..."

Blood gushed out from Kong Xuan's mouth, like a pillar of blood breaking through the air.

Seeing his son being hit to the ground, Kong Muyang's whole body almost collapsed, his eyes were empty, only his son lying in blood.

Kong Muyang was crazy, rushed to Kong Xuan's side, held up his son's thin body, his voice was choked, and his eyes were hazy with tears.

It was already late, and Kong Xuan in his arms had no breath.