The yin qi floats in the air, covering the sky, and the night renders the hideous and terrifying ghosts, and the ghosts are pulling in the Qingyang clan, and the ghost sound is whistling, which makes people feel distracted.

Some of the little dolls in swaddling clothes couldn't resist this chill at all, and the Qingyang Bobu, who had lost the clan master, couldn't form an effective resistance at all, and the endless ghost army surrounded the Qingyang Bobu.

The air gradually became gloomy and cold, black ice chips fell down in the void, yin qi was everywhere, seeping into the bone marrow, and some of the Qingyang people who resisted gradually felt that their scorching blood qi was cooling, and the battle qi in their bodies was being frozen.

Having lost its resistance, the consequences are obvious in the ghost-infested night.

"Where is the clan master?"

"Elder help!"

......

The whole clan was full of mourning, the grass and trees were withering, and the Qingyang people had not yet realized that their patriarch and some of the elders of the clan had long been missing.

The bright and scorching ocean of purple qi above the clan land was collapsing at an alarming speed, like a river bursting its embankment pouring in all directions, collapsing between heaven and earth.

The pillar of luck standing in the center of the clan shook violently, and the ancient beast green sheep lying in the sea of purple qi was covered with fine cracks, running through the entire body.

Click!

A sound resounded through the sky, and a large purple crack in the sky above the Qingyang Clan crossed the sky, and then with the big crack as the foundation, the crack spread in all directions like a spider web, as if the purple air sky dome of the Qingyang Clan had cracked.

At the same time, the Qingyang people, who were struggling to support themselves in the shadows, felt a chill in their hearts at the same time, as if their hearts had been pulled suddenly, and they had lost their most important things.

"Bastard!"

At this moment, Xun Fenghou danced wildly, and the 100,000 Xuanhuang Dao talismans outside his body were concluded, turning into a round of Xuanhuang Sun with the size of 300 zhang across the sky, trying his best to disperse the yin qi in all directions.

The high-ranking members of the Qingyang Bobu escaped, not only escaping, but also taking away the totems in the clan.

If he hadn't noticed that the clan's fortunes had collapsed and there was no foundation, he wouldn't have dared to be sure that the Qingyang clan lord had really fled, taking the totem idol in the clan, abandoning millions of clansmen, and disappearing without a trace.

Originally, with his help, the Qingyang clan lord opened the Great Guardian Array, and it was no problem to resist these ghost armies for a while, and when the time came, with the reinforcements of Great Xia, it was very likely that the guy who drove the ghost soldiers would be taken.

It's a pity that as the head of the clan, he ran away first.

At this moment, the blood and qi in the sky rose from the depths of the Qingyang Clan, and with every breath, hundreds of people turned into dry bones.

Even if Xunfeng Hou manifested the Holy Body and helped the Qingyang people below to kill the ghosts, but the Qingyang tribe land was an undulating hill, and the grass and trees in the mountains were connected, and the ghosts were everywhere, mixed with the Qingyang people, so that he was empty of combat power and was tied.

Not only that, but there was also a spirit that locked him in the night, making him dare not really distract himself to rescue the Qingyang people, and the black torrent in the depths of the Saint King Mountain Range was still surging and spreading, as if there was no end.

Boom!

He grabbed the Xuanhuang big stick in his hand and struck a blow in the air, sweeping through the wilderness outside Qingyang Mountain, and hundreds of thousands of ghosts and ghosts died under one blow, but in the blink of an eye, millions of ghosts rushed out from the depths of the Saint King Mountain Range, endlessly.

Obviously, the people in the depths of the mountain range don't care about the life or death of these ghosts.

At this moment, Xun Fenghou looked into the depths of the Eastern Mountain Range, lost his former gentle appearance, and burst out with a fierce killing machine.

"I am a martial artist of the three grades of Great Xia, Qingyang is the land of my Great Xia, and I am the people of Great Xia, so I want to fight with my Great Xia!"

As Xun Fenghou's words sounded, in the darkness deep in the Saint King Mountain Range, the yin qi rolled, manifesting one after another dark ghost runes, each of which seemed to derive a ghost realm, ten thousand ghosts creeping.

The ghost talisman floated in the pitch-black yin qi, the black mist here was the thickest, and for a while, two scarlet rays burst out from the viscous black mist.

"桀桀~"

The shrill sound resounded in the mountains, and in the midst of countless grimaces, a face with half of his cheeks rotten and a large piece of rotten flesh hanging on his face appeared, with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Kids, go. ”

Woowoo......

For a time, before the mountains and fields, within a thousand miles, there were bursts of ghost sounds, and thousands of ghost shadows crossed the border, retreating from the Qingyang clan like a tide, leaving a land of dry bones and devastation.

On the ground, there was a large amount of dried blood, emitting a disgusting stench.

The evil ghost retreated, and the land of the Qingyang clan was as silent as a cemetery, and the purple gas that shrouded the land of the Qingyang clan collapsed and was withering inch by inch, and a large number of scales fell from the totem Qingyang, losing the majesty of the totem.

......

The Qingyang tribe is thousands of miles south.

Burst!

Qingyang Lianshan fell from the sky all at once, and the blood and qi in his body tumbled, spurting out of the blood.

Puff ~ puff ~

After falling to the ground, he couldn't help but spit out blood, and then a blue light on his body shone, turning into a portal, and the Great Elder of Qingyang hurriedly walked out.

"Clan Master~"

Qingyang Lianshan waved his hand away from the big hand stretched out by the Great Elder, struggled to get up and looked north, and fell straight to the ground.

In such a scene of evil ghosts coming out of the mountain, he felt that the Qingyang clan couldn't hold it at all, even if he was there, but as the head of the clan, he didn't lead his own clan to resist when he was in trouble, but fled with the clan's descendants, which was not easy.

"I Qingyang swears that today's Qingyang is a big enemy, no matter who makes a move, one day blood will be returned to blood. ”

The Great Elder Qingyang didn't say much, he also knelt on the ground, and as soon as he left today, he was afraid that he would have to live in guilt in this life.

There is no point in saying more at this point.

Seeing Qingyang crying blood in the mountains, the Great Elder was silent for a moment and said: "Clan Master, let's go, wait until we go to Qishan, have the things of Qishan Mansion, rebuild Qingyang, and take today's revenge with blood." ”

Soon, the Great Elder of Qingyang supported Qingyang Lianshan, and the two of them staggered and disappeared into the wilderness.

......

Great Xia City.

In the morning, the purple qi was scorching, and the purple glow was mixed with golden light, and there was a sound in the silent city.

On the Heavenly Furnace Mountain, Xia Tuo sat cross-legged, his mind was tense all night, and he did not settle down, from the haze shrouded in the purple qi world of clan luck, still entrenched in the sky above the purple qi world, vaguely showing the appearance of an evil dragon.

As the so-called dark clouds cover the day, there must be clouds and rain, and the Great Xia clan movement is covered with a faint haze, which shows that something must have affected the Great Xia, otherwise the clan movement would not be so warned.

"What is it, what is the clan movement warning about. ”

Xia Tuo pondered all night, but still couldn't understand the key.

......

Three days later, Xun Fenghou returned from the Qingyang Bobu and brought back the news that the ten thousand ghosts of the Qingyang clan had crossed the border, the clan was devastated, and the clan lord and the middle and high-level disciples of the clan had fled.

This made Xia Tuo a little unbelievable, in the border wasteland, this kind of thing rarely happens, and this kind of thing is easy to be spurned by others.

"Elder Sun, can you conclude that when the ten thousand ghosts crossed the border, the high-level of the Qingyang clan ran away?"

Hearing this, Xunfeng Hou nodded and responded: "I have asked the remnants of the Qingyang Clan, and the Qingyang Clan people have also seen the Qingyang Clan Lord and several high-ranking elders in the clan that night, but after the mutation occurred, these people disappeared, and not only that, their families were also gone. ”

"Looks like they've been planning to leave for a long time. ”

The passage of ten thousand ghosts is like a torrent, and at such a moment, the high-level can still leave with their families, which all shows that they are ready to leave in advance.

At this time, Xunfeng Hou frowned and said softly: "There are remnants of the Qingyang clan who said that these days their clan has found a mineral deposit in the depths of the Shengwang Mountain Range, and the clan has gathered the elite, saying that they are going to the mountains to sit in the ore vein, but even the totem idol has been taken away, I am afraid that it is not as simple as mining a mine." ”

The sudden departure of the Qingyang high-level is indeed a suspicious point, but it is a pity that the Qingyang clan is now disabled, where do these ordinary clansmen know the secret things in the clan.

"By the way, Elder Sun, these demons have attacked the Qingyang Clan, can you detect the people behind them?"

"No, the exorcist is hiding too deeply, always staring at me in the dark, there should be some witch treasure with him, cutting off my visit. ”

Xia Tuo didn't find this strange, since the black hand behind his back naturally wanted to cover himself, no matter who the person who made the shot, he had the intention of messing up the overall situation in the northwest.

Although Qingyang Bobu has not yet been taken by Great Xia, it is the next place occupied by Great Xia, and it is closely related to Great Xia, and the fall of Qingyang will definitely stir up the northwest storm, and it will also affect the people in the territory of Great Xia.

"There is another question, the people behind it have all shot, why did they retreat in the end?"

"I reported the name of Great Xia. ”

Xun Fenghou groaned, and then said: "After I reported the name of Great Xia, the people behind me drove the ghosts and left, and when I chased towards the Saint King Mountain Range, the people who came had already torn apart the Void World and left. ”

"Reported the name of Great Xia?"

Hearing this, Xia Tuo was stunned, at this moment there was a ray of purple light in his trance's spiritual world, and the wisp of enlightenment that he had never been able to grasp before, this would seem to have been caught.

For a while, the jerkiness that had plagued him for three days was broken all at once, and the things that had been blocked in his heart before were also washed away at once.

He suddenly understood what was hindering his mind when the haze overshadowed the fortunes of the clan.

For a long time, he has led Great Xia to develop silently in the northwest, and even sometimes he has to keep his head in obscurity and hide himself, and there is nothing wrong with this development system, after all, if his strength is natural, he must be cautious.

I still got into the horns, and now I have moved Daxia out of the mountains, isn't it to tell the world that Daxia exists.

Great Xia wanted to be upright, he had figured this out before he moved to the clan court, but he didn't expect to drill the tip of the horns at this time.

When it should shrink, but when it should be strong, it should be strong, people have spirit, tribes have a general trend, affecting countless people in Great Xia, and every move will affect them.

The thoughts are jerky, which means that his own spirit and spirit are hindered, and the purple qi of the clan luck is jerky, which means that the general trend of the clan fortune is hindered, and the easiest way to break the situation is to find the guy who is hindering Great Xia and kill him.