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Seeing the aggressive appearance of the mountain plaster, Wu Luo Qingguang rolled up and quickly left Guyu Mountain with Zhang Xin.

"I'll go back to Qingyao Mountain first, you can take people to Yisu Mountain by yourself!"

Wu Luo's voice echoed in the air, but even with Yama Oint's eyesight, he couldn't find Wu Luo who seemed to be retreating in a hurry.

"This guy is so unreliable even if he is a god, but this proposal is good. If I can sacrifice a clan, hehe, maybe I will be able to become a god one day!"

After Wu Luo left, the anger on Shan Yao's face quickly dissipated, and instead he hung a contemplative expression and muttered to himself.

Every divine beast has the dream of becoming a god, which is the expectation of heaven and earth for this group of eldest sons. But the starting point of the Divine Beast is too high, so high that all the Divine Beasts do not need to make any progress after they are born, and they can live a leisurely and leisurely life.

It is not difficult for this group of gods to be sealed as gods, basically as long as they are patient, endure loneliness and communicate with their natural divinity, they can become a god in less than a hundred years. But it's a pity that so far, except for Wu Luo, who is lucky, there has not been a divine beast who has become a god with his own efforts.

However, after the appearance of humans, they gave the divine beast a second way. Although Middle-earth does not have the tradition of sacrificing gods like the Eastern Soil, some mythical beasts have found that when they fight against humans, those human sacrifices will produce a force to increase their gods. If it accumulates to a certain extent, it can also be a god.

Unfortunately, when this matter was discovered, Middle-earth had already entered the era of the Suiren ruling the world. Except for the occasional restlessness, no divine beast dared to jump too much in front of the Suiren clan and try to become a god with this.

Finally, after the Suiren clan died out in the Rebellion of the Desolate Beasts, the divine beasts were greatly encouraged and planned to take down the remaining four of the eight Suiren tribes and the Taihao clan in one fell swoop, and they even fought several battles in order to divide the 'spoils' that had not yet arrived.

But in the thousand years that the Suiren clan suppressed Middle-earth, the Middle-earth clan had accumulated enough pride and confidence. Although three of the eight divisions of the Suiren have been destroyed in the past hundred years, the expected surrender of the human race has not appeared, and they are only greeted by waves of fierce counterattacks.

As early as seventy years ago, when the mountain lord destroyed the Hexiong Division, the clever and lazy mountain paste knew that it was basically hopeless to rely on humans to become gods, so he took the wild people he collected at will all these years to nest in the bitter mountain, enjoying the leisurely life of eating, sleeping, sleeping and eating.

However, today's arrival of Wu Luo has given the mountain paste a hope, if it really snatches those enslaved humans from the hands of the mountain lord and shelters them to establish a clan, maybe they can really be crowned gods with their sacrifices!

With the carrot of the god falling in front, even the mountain paste with a reputation for laziness among the mountain lords of Middle-earth has become diligent.

"The three guys who are most keen to attack the human clan are Yiji, Ma Belly, and Wenling, and they definitely have the most humans under their command. Moreover, they have all suffered a lot of losses under the Suiren clan, and they have always been tyrannical to the human race, if I save the human race from them, it will definitely be more convenient to obtain the human sacrifice in the future!"

There are so many divine beasts in Middle-earth, and there are even more divine beasts that are bred from the earth, and there is no one who doesn't know who. Sifting through all the lists in his mind, Shanji took the lead in locking on three targets.

"But these three guys are not easy to mess with, although I am not afraid of them, but it is not so simple to snatch things from them. It seems that we still have to find a helper, who should I find!"

Walking towards the bitter mountain over and over again, the mountain paste thought about it.

No matter what world you are in, in most cases, you basically have some ability to cause trouble. Those who dare to come out and jump when the Suiren clan is guarding Middle-earth are not to be messed with. Even though he thought he was good, he didn't think he could easily defeat them and bring the humans back.

"Forget it, let's send the humans here to Qingyao Mountain first, otherwise when I go out, one by one will definitely not live long!"

After thinking about it for a long time and not having a clue, Yamaji shook his head helplessly. He has the same temperament as Wu Luo, he never likes trouble, and he mostly stays alone in the bitter mountains on weekdays, and there are few really familiar divine beast companions. It's too hard for him to find a suitable helper for a while.

Moreover, the humans under him are no better than the humans of the clans of Lieshan and Taihao. Under the protection of the mountain ointment, this group of human beings are either busy working for the food of the mountain ointment or for their own food all day long, and as for the danger of those wild beasts or something, they have long been expelled by the mountain ointment. If they were allowed to survive alone in the wild, it was estimated that they would not even be able to see the bones and slag in three or two days.

With a red body, the mountain paste lazily returned to the bitter mountain, the upper body jumped up, stomped down violently, and suddenly the entire bitter mountain staggered, and after a while, more than twenty humans came out of the dense forest in a panic.

These twenty or so people are savages who have been in Kushan since they were born, and when they grow up a little, they need to pick nuts for mountain paste as food. Although they are still a little human, they can't even speak without communication from the outside world.

But the mountain paste doesn't care about this, if there is anything you want to say, you can pass it directly in your heart, and you don't need any words at all.

When the people came, a small pile of nuts was piled up in front of the mountain paste. The oldest one in the crowd, half gestured and half said in fear, explaining that because there was not much time, there was only so much, and he hoped that the mountain paste would not be angry.

Swallowing the nuts in one gulp, the mountain paste glanced at the skinny humans. Because he was thinking about these human sacrifices in the future, the tone of the mountain ointment naturally softened.

"It's okay, it's not your fault. Bring what you need to bring, and I'll take you somewhere else!"

In fact, Yama Paste doesn't know what these humans need to bring with them for migration, he has always eaten, slept and eaten, how can he have time to care about human affairs.

And these human beings are even more enlightened. They basically know that the world is a place of twenty miles from the bitter mountain, and they haven't even thought about it, so they naturally don't know what to take on the road.

Looking at a group of confused-looking humans, Shan Paste couldn't help but become impatient in his heart.

"Since you don't know what to bring, bring it all!Well, by the way, bring some food, you humans will starve to death if you don't eat!" (To be continued.) )