Not all the Far North woods are filled with lush trees.

There are also many high mountains and cliffs.

Tanlang Village is located among them.

Between two mountains, one high and one short.

There are many bamboo houses and thatched cottages.

This is the location of Tanlang Village.

Tanlang Village chose this place because it is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

If you want to enter Tanlang Village, you have to fly.

There is only a narrow path less than ten people wide.

A large door with many sharp bamboo spears stood upright.

It is isolated from people or monsters who want to break in.

Look up.

You can see the tops of two big mountains.

There is a palace made of black stones.

Although it is very simple compared to the splendid palace.

But compared with those bamboo huts and thatched cottages halfway up the mountain.

It's already very luxurious.

Xiao Changfeng's consciousness dispersed.

I have already felt three auras of the Imperial Martial Realm in this black stone palace.

There are two thousand people in the entire Tanlang Village.

Although most of them are old, weak, women and children.

But there are also more than 800 barbarian warriors.

Moreover, the barbarians in Tanlang Village are different from the barbarians under Yuanji.

They wore dark green rattan armor.

Like a fully armed warrior.

"Ironthorn vine?"

Seeing these rattan armors, Xiao Changfeng was slightly surprised.

Ironthorn is a special plant.

Flexible as a rope, yet hard as iron.

These vine armors are all woven from ironthorn vines.

Its defensive power is by no means weaker than lower-grade imperial weapons.

The barbarian warriors of Tanlang Village.

Having a piece of Ironthorn Vine Armor in one's hand shows one's strength and wealth.

Southern Xinjiang is so rich in products and resources.

They don't need to delve into the art of refining weapons at all.

You can find weapons that can be used casually in the woods or deep mountains.

In the past, there were bamboo spears and wooden spears, and stone hammers polished with gold and stone.

And the Iron Thorn Vine Armor in front of me is the best proof.

"Who is coming!"

Xiao Changfeng and the others arrived.

Naturally, he was discovered by the scouts from Tanlang Village.

Suddenly a barbarian wearing iron thorn armor walked out.

"Dashuzhai Yuanji, come to see the envoy!"

Yuanji's trauma had recovered by this time.

He is the leader of the clan after all.

His momentum was not weak, so he spoke directly at this moment.

"who are they?"

The scouts at Tanlang Village knew Yuanji.

But he didn't know Xiao Changfeng and Saint Deer Ling.

Moreover, Xiao Changfeng and Saint Deer Ling's costumes are very different from those of the barbarians.

Therefore, the scouts from Tanlang Village did not let go of the investigation.

"These two warriors are from China. They want to meet with me to meet the envoy. Go and report!"

Yuanji waved his hand impatiently.

At this moment, he couldn't wait to see the envoy immediately.

Let the messenger take action and take down Xiao Changfeng and the Deer Spirit Saint behind him.

"Please three of you wait here while I go to report!"

Although the scouts at Tanlang Village are wary of Xiao Changfeng and the Deer Spirit Saint.

But I believe in Yuanji.

Suddenly his figure flashed.

Fly to the Black Stone Palace on top of Tanlang Village.

…

At this time in the Blackstone Palace.

There are three people in total.

One of them was burly and tall.

His skin is as dark as ink, but his eyes are sparkling.

A fierce aura emanated from his body, like a hungry wolf.

It makes people shudder.

There are also red feathers on the top of his head.

But instead of one, there are two.

And his strength is stronger than Yuanji.

It is the fifth level of the Imperial Martial Realm.

This person is the clan leader of Tanlang Village: Lang Ben!

And next to him.

It was a thin old man wearing linen clothes.

The old man's skin is not dark, and his body is far from as strong as Lang Ben.

His body was wrapped in linen.

It looks a little empty.

But his eyes were emitting a strange light.

It seemed like the shadow of a poisonous insect or beast flickered within it.

He seems to be very old.

He held a green wood crutch in his hand and coughed from time to time.

But no one dares to underestimate him.

Because he is the priest of Tanlang Village.

He is also the only priest among the seven villages.

The so-called sacrifice.

Worthy is the act of paying homage to the gods of all things and praying for strength or protection.

And in southern Xinjiang.

Sacrifice is also a job title.
To be continued...