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The breeze blows slowly, and there are ripples at the starting point, and a large tree stump next to the blue wave Qingtan and three bluestones form tables and chairs. There were a few wild fruits on the table, a few monkeys frolicking nearby, and a strong man in a tiger skin sat nearby, happily holding a wine jar and gulping it into his belly. Opposite him, Yang Chongguang held a jade slip in his hand, his eyes flickering.

After a while, Yang Chongguang withdrew from the jade jian, and then said to the strong man: "Thank you mountain lord, I already know the terrain here." ”

Not long after, a ray of light rushed out of the mountain and flew north.

Whenever he went to a strange realm, Yang Chongguang would summon the local land to ask about the situation, but fortunately, his deeds of helping the Qianyu Divine Monarch to kill the old demon of Changqingzi gradually spread, and everywhere he went, the local land and mountain gods gave him face.

Half a year has passed.

One day, Yang Chongguang disappeared into the clouds and was flying in the air, when suddenly there was a sound of fighting in his ears, and his eyes followed the sound, and he found that there was a violent breath coming from a mountain in the distance.

After a slight hesitation, Yang Chongguang quietly flew towards the mountain. As soon as he crossed a mountain peak, a tragic scene of fighting appeared in front of his eyes. I saw that in a valley, a group of witches were surrounded, and a group of cavalry in exquisite blood-red armor was besieging them.

Seeing those cavalry, Yang Chongguang's eyes froze, and he found that the armor style of these cavalry was very similar to the blood-armored cavalry that attacked Chi Shubu at the beginning.

In the valley, the battle was fierce, and two blood horsemen threw their hooks and entangles a witch. It was a strong man wielding a great axe, and he fought with the fiercest of all of them, and after splitting a cavalryman and his mount in half with an axe, he found himself entangled in a hook. He let out a loud cry, and his body changed rapidly, and he suddenly turned into a giant five feet tall, with dark skin like lava flowing with flame lines. The air temperature rose rapidly, and the surging heat ignited all around in an instant, and the hook that grabbed him quickly turned red as if it were about to melt.

The two blood riders swung their long knives and slashed out two blood-colored swords towards the witch man.

The witch giant raised his hand and swung a wave of fire forward, and the sword burst into flames. At this moment, the two Blood Riders had already jumped from their mounts, and two long knives plunged straight into the eyes of the Witch Giant.

"Roar!"

The Witch Barbarian Giant let out an earth-shattering roar, his eyes bloody, and his two long knives went straight into the hilt, and he flapped his palms wildly in an attempt to hit the two Blood Riders. However, after the two blood riders flashed the giant palm he struck, they all shot out a seal, and the long knife that pierced into the eyes of the witch giant suddenly burst out with bloody light.

The Witch Barbarian Giant suddenly let out a louder cry of pain, and his hands grabbed his eyes to pull out the long knife in his eyes, but his body shrank and shrunk rapidly, and in just a few breaths, the Witch Barbarian Giant turned back into its original form of a shriveled corpse.

Yang Chongguang couldn't help but be shocked when he noticed this scene, what a domineering and evil weapon!

In other directions, the witch barbarians fell one by one under the outflanking siege of the blood horsemen, all of them were sucked dry of blood yuan, and their corpses withered.

As all the sturdy warriors of the tribe fell, the butcher's knives of the Bloodriders fell to the remaining old and weak women and children, and although they fought hard, they were all beheaded after only a few Bloodriders were wounded. The blood flowed on the ground, gradually gathering into a ball, and the thick blood drifted in the wind, if it had attracted the fierce beast before, but at this moment there was a dead silence all around.

The battle stopped, the blood riders scattered and rushed into the village of the witch barbarian, only one blood rider did not move, he looked at the corpses of the witch barbarians all over the ground, let out a strange laugh, and then his right hand moved, the long knife on his waist flew out and hung above the corpse, the blood of the knife body shone brightly, and then he saw the blood on the ground fly up as if attracted, bit by bit, and soon turned into wisps of blood light on the body of the knife. When the last drop of blood was sucked into the blood light, the blade suddenly turned and flew back into the scabbard.

There was a loud bang in the village, and houses were bulldozed and shattered, and it wasn't long before the blood riders rushed into the village, one of the knights holding a fist-sized red hedron in his hand. This hedron is brilliant and bright, like a flame, and exudes a mysterious brilliance. Yang Chongguang only felt his heart move, and he felt a trace of familiar power in that spar.

The blood rider took the red spar and looked at it carefully, and suddenly a handful of blood flames ignited in his hand, and the red spar shattered in the blood flames, and a blood-colored fire flew out of it.

Yang Chongguang recognized at a glance that the blood-colored fire was the Zhurong Divine Fire, but at this time, the blood rider didn't care about this Zhurong Divine Fire, and snorted coldly in dissatisfaction and extinguished the Divine Fire. Then, he led his mount to turn around slowly, and in the next second, the mount under him suddenly spewed black smoke from its mouth, and its four hooves made fire, rolled up a vicious wind, and galloped away, and the blood riders followed closely behind and left the valley with great momentum.

Standing on the top of the peak and looking at the trace of the blood rider leaving, Yang Chongguang flew to the valley, looking at the dead corpses of the witch barbarians who had been sucked dry of essence blood all over the ground, he stepped forward and carefully examined these corpses. A moment later, Yang Chongguang lightly jumped into the air, waved his hand and summoned a stream of red flames, and the corpses everywhere quickly turned into ashes in the red flames.

Yang Chongguang's brows furrowed slightly, from the corpses of these witch barbarians, he found that they should be inherited from the Zhurong Wu clan, but the bloodline has long been thin and distant. Thoughts flew around, and Yang Chongguang thought of the blood shadow he encountered after coming ashore on the beach just now, as well as the group of blood riders that appeared outside Taoshan, the south and the north, and I don't know if there is any connection between these practices of the blood path exercises.

A loud thunderous sound approached from outside the valley, waking Yang Chongguang from his thoughts, and he looked up to see a group of powerful witches appearing at the mouth of the valley. Clearly, the support of this witch tribe has arrived.

Yang Chongguang hurriedly escaped into the earth, and then saw the evil wind rise suddenly, and four figures fell from the sky and fell heavily to the ground, causing the ground to shake violently. The four figures that appeared, all of them were burly, ten meters tall, and their wild and powerful aura rolled up gusts of wind. They looked at the ruined village and let out angry roars, their eyes glancing around.

Not long after, a group of witch warriors swarmed in, all murderous, and they all roared angrily at the sight of the village. A sorcerer rode a black beast shaped like a unicorn and slowly stepped forward, his eyes were like lightning, Yang Chongguang felt as if he had nothing to hide in his eyes, but fortunately, the other party did not discover his existence.

"Strangely, I did find a figure standing here. The sorcerer came to the stone wall where Yang Chongguang had stood and looked at it hesitantly.

There was a cry, and a group of half-sized barbarian boys ran out from behind the shaman, looking at the ruins of the village and weeping. Yang Chongguang looked at them, it seemed that these should be the remaining bloodlines of this village, and the bloodlines of the Wu clan on these barbarian dolls were much thicker than those of Chi Shubu.

"Big brother, this should be the ashes of everyone in the village. A robed female shaman stood beside Zhihai's ashes, twisting a handful of ashes in her hand, revealing a hint of doubt in her eyes.

"Sister, did you find anything?"

"It was like a divine fire that burned them to ashes. The sorceress said.