The current patriarch of the Winged People tribe is called Wingkun.

Yixiong, who was once in the prime of life, is now old and old, with gray hair, and walks with a little hunchback, not to mention that most of his teeth have fallen out and his eyes are a little dizzy.

The Wing Man now has a population of more than 8,000 people and more than 600 warriors. I don't know how many times stronger than a hundred years ago, but even so, it still can't buy them a long-term peace.

The Huqiu tribe did not have such great expansion ambitions when Huba was there, and was a typical guy who was more than successful and not enterprising. But in the case of his son Hu Man, his style of acting has changed greatly. Hu Man is a good person, he is a great achievement, he has a habit of killing, and his greatest wish in his life is to unify Yuanqiu and worship all nations. Therefore, if the surrounding tribes are slightly disrespectful, they will be the blade, killing, burning, captivating and plundering, and doing all kinds of evil.

The rich and growing tribe of the Winged People soon became a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh. Finally one day, Hu Man sent thousands of soldiers and about 3,000 followers of affiliated tribes to kill Yuanqiu.

Naturally, the Winged Terran refused to be captured, and mobilized all the clansmen to carry out a tough counterattack. Although they swore to defend their homeland to the death, there was a lot of difference in strength between the two sides, and they lost three games in a row, leaving behind the corpses of dozens of wingman warriors, and retreated to the valley in embarrassment, intending to rely on the rudimentary defense line to resist again.

The soldiers are coming to the city, and the people are sad.

Yikun, who was young and inexperienced, was completely panicked.

Fortunately, although Yixiong is old, he is not yet demented, and the first reaction in his head is to think of Zheng Zheng. Therefore, in the past few days, people will come to Zheng Zheng's seclusion to investigate.

It is also considered that the lucky stars of the Wingman tribe are shining, if this happened two or three months earlier, Zheng Zheng would not care about the monstrous flood outside. Now that he plans to go out and put on this matter, he naturally has to take care of it.

The sound of Gu Qiu killing shook the sky, and the battle was extremely fierce.

But in the eyes of Zheng Zheng and his party, it is nothing, a few simple spells can change the direction of the battle, and a few auxiliary halos, the combat effectiveness of the winged warriors has risen sharply, all of them seem to have been beaten with chicken blood, the defense is strong, the attack is fast and powerful, one against three is not a problem at all, some elite warriors can even be one against five, one against ten and still have the upper hand.

The whole situation of the war has undergone a major reversal, and Hu Man, who has always thought that he would win the battle, suffered the biggest defeat in his life, killing hundreds of elites and capturing thousands of people, and his prestige suffered the biggest blow since the beginning. In private, people's hearts fluctuated, and rumors continued to spread.

And the Yiren tribe stopped the battle, and the prestige was greatly enhanced, and the tribes that were dissatisfied with Hu Man's rule began to look at Yikun and secretly communicate with each other. Originally, Zheng Zheng wanted to solve the Hu Qiu problem once and for all, but after thinking about it, he didn't do it in the end. If any tribe wants to develop and grow, and stand on the peak, its own tempering is indispensable, and it is indispensable to worry about everything and help them pave the way, so that it is easy to produce a dependency mentality, which is the most undesirable place.

So when the Huqiu tribe ran back to their lair, they also embarked on a new journey.

Returning to the underground again, the mood is obviously different from the first time.

The first time I went on a fluke expedition, this time I went with a pilgrimage mentality, which are two completely different moods. Zheng Zheng hopes that this time he will gain something.

After about half a month, the group came to the abandoned palace of the underground river.

Standing in front of the tall iron gate, Zheng Zheng looked at the starlight jumping order in units of twelve above. He soon discovered that this was almost exactly the same as his own practice pattern. The only difference is that there are no red and white lines on it.

He stood in front of the door, slowly floated, found the starting point of the line, took a deep breath, and pressed his palm to it. A powerful magical power penetrated through the arm to the iron door, guiding the magical power to run according to the exercises.

Soon, two red and white points floated on the iron door, and with the continuous influx of Zheng Zheng's magic power, the two points became two lines, and began to run according to the lines of the forging body, and every time they passed through a node, the twelve stars were always bright. In the end, the entire iron gate was full of dense starlight, just like the Nine Heavens Milky Way, brilliant and beautiful.

"Click. There was a slight sound, and then the calm bottom of the river was suddenly alarmed, and it rolled violently, and the blue waves swayed, and countless fish fled in all directions in fright.

The iron door finally opened slowly.

A dark aura of the abyss came to the nostrils, and a desolate and violent feeling made the women shiver.

On the contrary, it was Zheng Zheng, but he raised his head and chest without fear, walking leisurely in the water, swaying freely. It's as if being at the bottom of the sea doesn't affect him at all.

This is the supernatural power brought by practicing the Bronze Statue of the Witch Statue.

Talent controls water!

The Water Witch clan has been a water expert since birth, making waves and flooding the country, which is a common thing. Although Zheng Zheng's witch body has not yet been completed, he has some magical powers, but he has already grasped them.

When everyone entered the abyss passage, they couldn't see anything in the dark, and the illumination magic weapon had no effect at all here. I don't know how long I walked, but there was finally a bright light in front of me, and it was getting brighter and brighter.

Here again, there is a gate, very ornate and magnificent, with a fist-sized bead hanging on it, which is supposed to be used for lighting and guidance. With a slight push, you can push it in.

But the situation inside made Zheng Zheng's whole mood solemn.

This place is obviously different from the outside world, the light is bright, the momentum is heavy and magnificent, the twelve demon god pillars in the middle are as big as optimus, and the statues of the ancestors are carved on them, all of them are hideous and angry, and the momentum is compelling.

On both sides of the side corridor, there are a total of one hundred and eight bright lights on the front and back, left and right, which not only illuminate the gold and brilliance here, but also clean and tidy, and there is no trace of water at all.

This is the Pearl of Innocence?

Zheng Zheng and others couldn't help but secretly say that this innocent pearl is not only as big as a fist that can be illuminated, but also dustproof and waterproof, and it is indeed a good home travel item. With so many places here, it's really extraordinary.

Passing through the middle of the Demon God Pillar, Zheng Zheng's spirit was in a trance, and he seemed to be able to feel the domineering spirit of the ancestors and witches who roamed the world in the ancient flood era, killing all directions, and looking at the rivers and mountains.

Finally, an altar-like structure has appeared in front of it.

Outside the boxy, pyramid-shaped to the middle, in the middle stands a minaret, four sides of twelve black and shiny, embroidered patterns of black flags, no wind flying, loud sound.

There were steps on all sides of the altar, each one hundred and eight steps, and it was not known what material was used to create it, and it was a distinctly dark red, blue, and white glow. At the top of the golden pagoda, there is an altar with white jade and excellent materials.

"Is this the altar of the Water Witch?" Poppy looked at the ugly and majestic murderers painted on the walls around him, and his scalp was numb.

"It should be. Zheng Zheng nodded.

"You wait here, I'll go up and see, and it stands to reason that outsiders are not allowed to go up to such an altar or anything like this. I have the blood of an ancestral witch, so I'm not an outsider. ”