The ghost-faced owl is very familiar, completely different from his terrifying appearance, seeing Zhao Yun's defensive expressions, he probably knows why, and explained with a smile:

"My appearance is not terrible and strange among the Warcraft clan, our clan rarely goes out, because everyone is lazy, and it is better to be able to sleep in the den than to go out. I'm a bit of an unusual, having crossed the Endless Sea, so I'm the tallest of the short, and I've earned the title of this diplomat. ”

The words of the ghost-faced owl are very similar to that, Zhao Yun recalled the relevant records of the Zhushen Pavilion, there is indeed very little content about the Warcraft clan, most of this clan does not go out, and if someone visits this clan, they will also find that they often sleep.

So he relaxed a little, but not completely, and squeezed a smile on his face and said:

"Haha, we don't know much about the aristocracy, so we laughed. ”

He muttered in his heart as he spoke, he had just asked Einstein to collect the information of the Great Patriarch of the Warcraft Clan before, but he didn't think of these basic common sense.

The ghost-faced owl laughed again, as if Zhao Yun wanted to see how he laughed, and after laughing for a while, he beckoned everyone to follow.

Leaving the eerie place of twisted trees, Ghostface led them down a forest path.

"Because the distance is relatively close, this is the best forest path that our Warcraft clan has built, so we didn't arrange elemental car pick-up, and our Warcraft clan doesn't do the queue to welcome that, after all, it looks scary, and the queue to welcome may be like queuing up to rob. Ghostface explained.

Everyone looked at the ghost-faced owl and nodded in agreement.

This so-called trail is not small, because the Warcraft clan is all big, so this trail is more than enough even if Zhao Yun and the others walk side by side with a dozen or so people, but the construction of the trail is more casual, far from being like other races, which will pay attention to these places to receive foreign guests.

The ghost-faced owl introduced while floating, he was a newcomer to the Xuan level of energy fluctuations, naturally he did not need to rely on wings to fly, but easily and casually relied on energy support, and he could make various postures in the air.

"The Warcraft may be considered very backward and barbaric by the outside world, in fact, we are just lazy, of course, we also like to eat, but not as particular as the Orcs, and they are not as natural as the Beast Elves. ”

"So our research on laziness and eating is quite good, for example, 'a quick barbecue formation', 'a device to speed up falling asleep without dreaming', these always cited patents are from our Warcraft clan. ”

... I remember the device that sped you off sleep by a hammer, right? When I read the patent document, I laughed for a long time... Zhao Yun seemed to be reminded of his memory and laughed.

In order to encourage innovation of all ethnic groups, the original Zhushen Pavilion shouldered the patent supervision work of the all-iron egg star, and received countless patent applications from all ethnic groups every year, including some very magical content.

The ghost-faced owl seemed to sense what Zhao Yun was laughing at, and paused rarely, then blinked his green eyes, and continued without changing his face:

"We don't have a careful division of classes here, after all, in the world of Warcraft, the upper and lower suppression between different species is very strong, and everyone worships the strong from the bottom of their hearts, so the social order is also very good. ”

As the words fell, two huge roars were heard in the air, and then two huge black shadows tore and swept over everyone's heads, sprinkling a rain of yellow-green blood.

Wen Daodan waved his hand, the purple fire was surging, and the blood rain evaporated immediately, but the expressions of everyone looking at the ghost-faced owl had become very strange. Naikan bar Chinese network

This guy is really a diplomat, and everything he says is fake.

The ghost-faced owl snorted a few times, explained a few words of "accidental" in a low voice, and then unconsciously flew a little faster, and then continued to speak:

"Our patriarch has been waiting for you in front of the ancestral temple, the ancestral temple is equivalent to the palace of other races in our palace, etc., on weekdays, the patriarch and the patriarchs of all ethnic groups live and work in it, well, and rest, generally there are foreign guests to visit, the patriarchs will receive at the altar outside the ancestral temple, only the most distinguished foreign guests like you will visit, will open the ancestral temple. ”

Everyone nodded, and then noticed that the woods not far away seemed to be opening up, and they must have almost arrived.

Walking out of the forest path, it suddenly opened up in front of me, it was a huge earth and stone altar, in the shape of a six-pointed star, carved with complex formation patterns, and there was a huge pillar that reached the sky at each corner of the star.

This pillar does reach the sky, inserted into the clouds, and it is said that during the thunderstorm, it can attract the power of heavenly thunder to the altar to wash the flesh of the strong people of the Warcraft clan.

This altar is usually used as a place to receive foreign guests, and there is always a bunch of seats like stones, these seats are actually an important node of this formation, and the sacrifices of the ancestors are placed on it, and the thunder in the sky is blasted into powder, which is the sacrifice.

This made the guests very devastated, they visited, and the Warcraft Clan received them to sit on the altar, how weird and weird it felt, and finally, there were fewer and fewer foreign guests visiting, and the Warcraft Clan was also happy.

Zhao Yun and the others walked through the altar, looking at the mottled huge stone seat, there were black old blood stains on it, which was very infiltrating, and there seemed to be bursts of wails in their ears from time to time.

I don't know if it was deliberate, but there were countless tall willow trees planted on the side of the altar, and ten thousand green and oily notes hung down and swayed silently in the wind, which seemed to make the ghost's cry more and more magnificent.

This is the whisper of the ancestors in the upper reaches of the long river of time, there is a great mystery, if there are people who can understand, they will soar to the sky. The ghost-faced owl introduced, but his dignity appeared at this time, adding a terrifying feeling.

Zhao Yun frowned, faintly feeling a little inappropriate, these descriptions are very similar to the content in classical fantasy, and then those terrible beings often return from the long river of time and live out the second life.

But there are no such people in the history of Iron Egg Star, and the only explanation is that these so-called ancestors may be those missing gods.

However, they had already passed through the altar, and the ancestor's whispering had already stopped, and Zhao Yun didn't want to directly interfere with the ancestral formation of the Warcraft Clan just after he arrived, which would seem very unreasonable, so he felt that it was better to meet the Great Patriarch of the Warcraft Clan first.

Not far from the altar, there is a continuous stone palace, similar to the orcs, but more simple and coarse, and even traces of grass and trees.

In the orc clan, the bone is used as a lamp, and in the demon beast clan, it is directly refined with remains, and outside the ancestral temple underground palace at this moment, there is a pair of big dogs hanging upside down on the huge stone gate, with the dog's head facing outward, obviously dead for a long time.

But the eyes of the big dogs lit a bright beast fire, obviously fueled by the corpse oil of the dog's corpse.

Under the eyes of these blind dogs, stood a human steed, dressed in an English costume, with colorful hair on its exposed neck glowing faintly, like a dream.

This is the great patriarch of the Warcraft clan, the strongest horse of the Mirage Horse Clan, and the peak powerhouse of the Xuan level known as "a fantasy dream death", Masler.