There is a supreme spiritual bond connecting one person and one snake. Unless they are killed at the same time, both of them will be safe and sound.

Xuanzhu went to the territory of the Lianchun tribe silently. The little girl seemed to be unwilling to ask the Lianchun tribe for help, but there was probably no chance. Even though the Lianchun tribe knew that the Shahun tribe had bad intentions, they were soft and weak.

With his temper, how could he take the initiative to stir up trouble?

"Aren't we too cold-blooded?" Nian Yubai shrugged.

"But even if we risk our lives, we may not be able to save them." Yu Ling shook his head, still thinking about the Thousand-Year Ceremony that the Shahun tribesman just said.

From what the other party said, it seems that this thousand-year festival needs to capture a lot of people and sacrifice their souls to the so-called Yin God, but I don’t know how many people are needed? And must they be human cultivators, or can any of the other five races be used?

But no matter what, they are indeed in a worrying situation now.

Yu Ling and Zi Chenruo looked at the map together, and the latter whispered worriedly: "Even if we don't care about our current physical condition and drive day and night, I'm afraid we will have to drive for five days and nights without sleep, but in fact this is simply impossible. A more optimistic estimate should be

At least a week."

Yu Ling said in a deep voice: "From now on, we must save our soul power. After all, everyone knows what the little snake just said. Only soul power can cause effective damage to the Chahun tribe. So the three of us take turns to release our soul power to explore the surroundings.

For any movement, one person is responsible for the front and one is responsible for the rear. Because the soul power is distributed in a fan shape, the left and right can also be taken into account, and the remaining person can restore the soul power."

The two nodded without any objection.

"Would you like to explore the road ahead at the end of winter?" the little girl emerged from the void again and asked.

"It's too dangerous. The aliens are unpredictable. What if they find you?" Yu Ling frowned.

Dong Mo said aggrievedly: "But Dong Mo doesn't want to be able to help at all..."

Yu Ling shook her head and said: "If we really encounter an emergency, we still need your coordination... Well, you can simply understand it as help. It is not necessary now. You should continue to hide it."

"Oh..." The little girl nodded her head as if understanding, her figure gradually disappeared.

"Let's go, I'm afraid the next few days will be very difficult." Yu Ling raised her head and glanced at the blurred world with heavy snowfall, and the deep-seated chill still penetrated unremittingly.

Four people are walking along the vast windy and snowy road.

…

The Chahun Clan's territory is long and narrow, from east to west, and looks like a pair of beautiful red phoenix eyes on the map.

And at the position of the eye pupil, a tall dark purple altar stood silently, like an immortal monument, making the Shahun tribesmen coming and going under the altar look so small.

There are rows and rows of steps built next to the altar, which looks very spectacular from a distance, which further highlights the grandeur of the altar. Next to the lowest step, three purple figures are standing silently.

"Yika, there are only five days until the official opening of the Millennium Festival. How are you preparing for it?"

A faint purple figure stood with hands behind his back, his figure and face were blurred, but for some reason it gave people an indescribable majesty, revealing a strong pressure like an abyss or an ocean.

The Shahun tribesman next to him was very short, and his voice was hoarse and vicissitudes like an old man in his sixties: "Reporting to the king, although there was an accident in a small town of the Liyan tribe, which delayed it for a few days, but overall it does not affect the overall situation.

, the nine hundred and ninety selected tribesmen have absorbed enough pure soul power, and they are definitely the most perfect sacrifices."

"Well, where are you, Kashe?"

The obviously much taller Chahun tribe on the left replied with a loud voice like a bell: "Reporting to the king, the quantity of the sacrifices of the nine tribes is certainly enough, but I am afraid that the quality needs to be carefully selected."

"how?"

"There are thirteen human cultivators who have drifted to our territory in the past two hundred years. If we include the young people we caught some time ago, there will be thirty-two. The number is more than enough. They seem to be one

The sect's, but it's a pity that their senior brother with the strongest cultivation has escaped. Although I sent people to catch him, there is no guarantee that he can be caught back. Except for the six soul masters, the souls of the others are mixed.

"

"Sect? Senior Brother? It's a very strange term. It seems that the world of the human race is indeed very different from ours. But are there really not enough nine soul masters?"

Kashe from the Chahun Clan felt ashamed and said: "For human cultivators to live in the snow world is just a matter of luck, and there is really nothing I can do about it."

"Well, I hope this Millennium Festival will not arouse the wrath of the Yin God... Then you can choose carefully from the remaining people. The younger they are, the more delicious their souls will be, and then you will see how strong their souls are.

Level, but since he is not a soul master, it must not be too far behind."

Kashe was about to respond when suddenly a Shahun tribesman hurried over from behind and saluted: "I have met the king, Lord Kashe and Lord Yika."

"What's the matter?" The king of the Chahun clan still said in a cold tone.

"Someone bit the bait we deliberately let go, but the opponent was too strong and killed all of our people!" the Nashahun tribesman said anxiously.

The three most powerful people in the Chahun Clan were silent for a moment.

"This is a good thing, why are you panicking? Do you know how many there are in them?" The king of the Shahun Clan turned around, with purple energy lingering around him, like a god or a demon.

The Chahun clan member who came to report said tremblingly: "It should be, there should be three... It seems that they are the human cultivators who ruined our plan in the Liyan clan town last time."

Kashe could hardly suppress the ecstatic mood: "This, this is really the manifestation of the Yin God! Otherwise, why would three human soul masters be sent at this most critical moment? If they can be caught, no

The quasi-yin god can come a thousand years in advance!"

Yika took a deep breath and said with emotion: "Yes, more than eight thousand years have passed since the Dark Era when the gods fought. We have paid an unimaginable price for each thousand-year festival, and only now have we finally

…Finally we see some hope.”

The king of the Chahun clan was still calm, but the purple energy all over his body exploded, scattering scattered purple light. He looked at the still dazed people of the Chahun clan and said in a deep voice: "Pass the order, and we will not hesitate to the whole clan."

With all our strength, we must also capture those three human soul masters!”

Kashe took a step forward, bowed and said in salute: "Your Majesty, I will lead five thousand elite troops to set out immediately. I will definitely complete the mission successfully!"

Yika also solemnly said: "Then I will inform the whole clan and mobilize the one million people of our Chahun clan to try our best to stop the three human soul masters until the five thousand Cha from Kashe arrive."

"Wait a minute." The king of the Shahun Tribe nodded and then suddenly remembered something. He raised his hands filled with purple light and stretched them toward the sky, as if he was summoning something.

The wind and snow in the sky suddenly stopped, and a beam of purple light broke through all the obstacles and fell from the sky. The spreading light dyed the entire area around the altar a deep dark purple.

The King of the Soul Clan held the unknown purple light and handed it to Kashe in front of him with both hands: "With the soul of the Yin Spirit, even if the souls of those human cultivators are profound, they will not be able to compete with the power of the gods.

Fight."
Chapter completed!