In the depths of the barbarian domain, there is a dead land, called Yunbarian Land. For countless years, I don't know how many living beings have been swallowed and how many bones have been buried.

A white stone altar, standing majestically, the altar is in the shape of a ladder, three feet is a level, and a foot is nine feet. Above the altar, there is a mottled bloodstain, washed by the rain over the years, and now it is not distinct, only a light and dark color.

This altar is not very mysterious, but it was built by the three major tribes of the barbarian domain countless years ago, in order to comfort the soul, and often sacrifice the living body of beasts, to appease the gods, but also to pray for good weather, over time, it has become a major symbol and belief in the hearts of the barbarians.

Behind the altar, there is a tall stone archway, with gilded characters, only because of the age, the glyph has long been blurred, only sporadic golden spots remain.

In front of the archway, further for the cloud barbaric land, take a step back for the outside world, so as to distinguish.

Although Leng Xiao will not disregard his own life, it is impossible for him to turn a deaf ear. After bidding farewell to Xiao Jianghua, he immediately came to Yunman. Yunmandi is only a few dozen miles away from the Cangluan clan, and for ordinary people, it may take more than ten days to go back and forth, but for Leng Xiao, it is only a few steps away.

Along the way, there are indeed messy traces, there are human footprints, there are also animal footprints, criss-crossed, not distinct, barely recognizable, it can be seen that what the Cangluan people said is true. Regardless of the origin of the Tower of Babel, whether he had ever entered the Cloud Barbarian Land, at least someone had walked this path recently, by no means.

If time goes by, the traces left on the road will definitely be erased by the wind and rain and external objects, and will not exist for long.

Leng Xiao held the Tower of Babel, although it was unreasonable, C had already believed in more than ninety percent of the Cangluan people in his heart. After all, he and the Cangluan clan are close friends, and they will not deceive each other.

As a symbol of the barbarians, this nameless altar Leng Xiao would not trample on it rudely, so he took a few more steps and went around. Under the building sign, there is a tiger lying on the ground, as if it is pretending to sleep, but its body is gloomy, as if it has been smeared with a layer of dust.

The location of the tiger is not far from the archway, only a few zhang apart, I want to jump in, maybe in a moment, maybe when I landed, anyway, I never got up after landing, and my life ended here.

There was a short drag mark under the buttocks, which was caused by the inertia of rushing out after landing.

Even outside of this cloudy land, the Tower of Babel still hasn't changed at all, it's still in that state of decay. When you open it, it's the same.

Leng Xiao then took a thin rope, tied it to the Tower of Babel, and threw it into it with a skillful force. After rolling four or five times, the foot collided in the belly of the tiger.

After a while, there was no change, and just as Leng Xiao pulled the Babel Tower back a few inches, the tiger's abdomen suddenly rose and fell slightly, as if it was breathing. The fluctuations are small, and if it weren't for the fact that Leng Xiao's attention was always focused here, he might not be able to find it.

He stopped his movements again and watched. Suddenly a black beetle emerged from under the tiger, its shape irregular, like a pancake that had been gnawed around. There is no head and no tail, only eleven long feet poke out from the body, and they are full of circles. It seems to be slender and quite terrifying.

Strange to say, when this thin-legged insect came out, Leng Xiao felt that a gaze fell on him. But after the insect got a few minutes closer to the Tower of Babel, it immediately burrowed back to the tiger's body as if it had seen a nemesis.

Leng Xiao pulled the Tower of Babel back, lifted it with two fingers, and shot out a spiritual aura, which landed under the fierce tiger and lifted it up. The tiger rolled over and fell to the ground. The four legs were still curled up, not extended, and seemed to have long been stiff.

A pair of tiger eyes were gnawed clean, revealing only two deep hollows, which made people feel uneasy. The head is fine, the abdomen is bloody, and a huge hole has been gnawed out, and the body seems to have been hollowed out. It was at this turn that dozens of slender-legged insects fell out of their bodies. There are dozens of insects that fall out alone, not to mention those who are still shuttling in the tiger carcass.

A thin-legged insect is the size of a thumb, eleven long feet stretched, but the size of a palm, these insects, must have stuffed the tiger corpse to the full, and there is no gap.

Leng Xiao's actions seemed to provoke these thin-legged insects, and groups of three or five rushed forward, moving without a sound, like ghosts and ghosts. Leng Xiao subconsciously wanted to retreat, but when he saw that the thin-legged insect fell under the archway, it seemed to have encountered a barrier, lingering, unwilling to retreat, and unable to get out.

Seeing this, Leng Xiao took a branch and poked inside, and every time he poked in, it scattered like ashes, and a branch outside the building was still intact.

He directly raised the branch high and threw it in, but without seeing any movement of the slender-legged worm, the branch rotted into slag.

Leng Xiao's expression suddenly moved, and the moment the branches were raised, there was a mist emitted under the belly of the micropod, like a mouthful, the cold day was obvious, and the hot day was difficult to distinguish. The mist spewed out by this insect is extremely difficult to distinguish, and it is only with the power of dozens of insects that Leng Xiao can see a point.

And it was precisely because of this mist that the branches of the trees decayed in an instant.

This archway seems to be a barrier separating yin and yang, even though it is only a few zhang apart, Leng Xiao can not feel a trace of breath, and only the naked eye can give back some pictures of the five senses.

After all, the branches are dead things, and Leng Xiao quickly caught a hare, which seemed to be harmless to humans and animals, and was constantly struggling with Leng Xiao in his hand. It was not at fault, but it was its misfortune to fall into the hands of Leng Xiao.

With only one arc, the hare had no power to resist, and was also thrown in. Unlike the branch, the hare appeared, and the attention of all the slender-legged insects was removed from Leng Xiao and landed on the hare.

The hare only came into contact with the mist for a moment, and then it did not move, and it did not even fall. The slender-legged insects are distinctly wingless, but their bounce is extremely strong, and they leap up, fluttering like feathers, like a spirit bird gliding, scrambling to pounce on the hare.

Although the hare was fat, it was very small compared to that of a tiger. By the time they hit the ground, there were only a few pieces of wreckage, teeth, skull fragments, and the rest had been swallowed clean.

A chill rose in Leng Xiao's heart, what kind of soul burial place is this, and where is the place where the dead should live?

With an idea, he tied a small circle of string, raised his hand and threw it, landing precisely on a thin-legged worm. Just as he was about to pull it back, the string suddenly rotted and became a cloud of debris.

"Babel?"

Leng Xiao muttered. He threw the rope in twice, the first time intact, and the second time he followed in the footsteps of the branches and hares. The difference is the Tower of Babel.

He tied the remaining half of the rope to the Tower of Babel again and threw it in, and the rope was unharmed. When you look at it with all your eyes, you can see that the place where the Tower of Babel passes, like a gold cut off water, drives the fog directly to both sides.

Leng Xiao forcibly pressed the idea of entering in person, and with a flick of his wrist, he tied up a worm. Don't say that the insects whose actions are subject to action, that is, the rest of the insects saw it, and immediately rushed up like crazy demons, waving their claws like sickles, and slashing on the string.

There are those who fall to the ground, leaving scratches and extremely sharp. But the string has never been damaged in the slightest, and this ordinary thing is like a rare spiritual treasure at this moment, making these insects helpless.

After only a few breaths, Leng Xiao pulled a worm back. This slender-legged insect looks strange, and as soon as it comes out of the archway, there is a strong chill. Or maybe it's not cold, it's dead. is to Leng Xiao Xiuwei, when facing this worm, he also feels a little breathless.

As soon as he put the rope away, the slender-legged insect was unrestrained, and like a demon that had broken free from its shackles, it suddenly pounced towards Leng Xiao.

This insect is extremely afraid of the archway, unable to get out, originally Leng Xiao thought that when it was taken out, it would be dying, languishing, and even dying directly. But at this time, the insect not only had no discomfort at all, but even cheered a little.

It seems that after taking advantage of Leng Xiao, he broke free from the limit of Yunmandi!

Leng Xiao's figure flashed, and the thin-legged insect slid down his chest and landed directly on the altar behind him. Five long feet come into contact with the altar and are as easily pierced as sliced tofu.

Seeing this, Leng Xiao immediately lifted the string and swept up. The slender-legged insect reacted very quickly, and swooped down on the altar to the sky, reaching a height of hundreds of feet, turning into a small black dot. If it weren't for Leng Xiao's extraordinary eyesight, I am afraid that he would have lost his trace because of this.

It was when it slowly fell, it was in mid-air and had nowhere to borrow strength, seeing Leng Xiao's thin rope waving away, it could no longer dodge, and was bound by Leng Xiao again.

Just now, there is not half a point of aura fluctuation on this worm, and it looks like a mortal worm. But the strength it has shown, even if it is an idle infant monk, it does not dare to despise it.

Leng Xiao tore off the clothes on his chest for a few minutes, only to be touched by the mist escaping from this worm, and the flesh and blood on his chest that was two fingers long became dead meat.

He raised his finger and poked it lightly, leaving a pit, and for a moment he could not return to his original state.

Leng Xiao's face did not change, Huo Ran raised his hand to cut off the dead meat, applied a plaster, and settled the matter. It's not just a flesh injury, but it's not afraid.

At this moment, his expression suddenly changed, when Cang Jue summoned the Cangluan clan before, he felt that the person's left foot was frivolous. At that time, he only had a broken foot, and now that he thinks about it, isn't he in the way of this slender-footed worm?

Outside the Cangluan clan, Leng Xiao was still in mid-air, and happened to see Cang Jue flying. The two stood opposite each other, and when he saw Cang Jue's expression, he knew that he didn't need to say more. The more people are worried, the more things will develop in this direction.

Cang Jue raised his hand, his five fingers were slightly curved, and his palm held a thin-legged insect with aura. Leng Xiao also took out a thin-legged worm, Cang Jue frowned, and said, "It seems that Leng Xiaoyou has gone to explore Yunmandi." ”

Leng Xiao sighed lightly and said, "It seems that the juniors are one step late." ”

Looking down in mid-air, there were more than a dozen corpses lying on the ground in the open space of the Cangluan Clan, and only then did someone start to collect the burials. One of them was the most miserable, with blurred eyebrows and eyes, and a body that seemed to be covered with rotten sores, which had been gnawed by the micropods.

This person is the one who brought the Tower of Babel back. went deep into the clouds and did not die, but after all, he still couldn't escape this catastrophe.