"You can speak the northern language?" Wang Tiezhu asked curiously.

The boy nodded, looked at Wang Tiezhu with big eyes on his dark face, and continued to ask, "Are you a friend of these people?"

Wang Tiezhu was stunned when he heard this, "These people?"

"It's these people who died here."

The boy walked over slowly, looked at the blood everywhere and whispered.

"Well, I'm not a friend, I should be an ally." Wang Tiezhu thought for a while, should Xuanyuan Kingdom and Hualan Kingdom be ally?

"Then are you here to avenge them?" The boy stopped, stood not far from Wang Tiezhu, and asked at him.

"Yes." Wang Tiezhu nodded and then added: "If the person who killed them can be found."

The boy looked at Wang Tiezhu quietly without saying a word.

This look made Wang Tiezhu feel a little scared, and he felt that the boy in front of him became even more strange.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the venue was a bit strange.

"You'll die."

Just as Wang Tiezhu wanted to open his mouth to break this strange feeling, the boy suddenly said.

Wang Tiezhu's body stagnated and said with a smile: "I will die? Do you know what kind of cultivation I have?"

"Know."

The boy replied calmly: "Like the one who died here."

"What!"

Wang Tiezhu was shocked and looked at the boy with an incredible look on his face, "How do you know?"

The boy closed his eyes, as if he was feeling the breath around him, "The breath on you is the same as him, your breath is the strongest here."

"If he dies, you will die." The boy opened his eyes, and the part of his pupils and white eyes turned extremely dark.

Wang Tiezhu felt a little puzzled when he saw the boy's changes.

Because he did not feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power from the boy.

In other words, the boy in front of him is an ordinary person.

But why did his eyes change like this?

How did he know that his realm is the same as the demigod cultivator who died here?

The boy seemed to see through Wang Tiezhu's thoughts and said slowly: "I am born with dark eyes and can sense the breath of ghosts. Therefore, the changes in my eyes are also true. Please don't mind."

"So that's it." Wang Tiezhu nodded, suddenly thought of something, and said again: "Which tribe are you a child? How could you appear here?"

The boy shook his head and did not answer Wang Tiezhu's question.

"You'd better leave quickly, don't come again, and don't let others come, otherwise there will only be more and more souls trapped here, and you can't beat him."

"The trapped soul? He?"

Wang Tiezhu was in doubt more and more, "What does this mean? Who is he?"

"He is...the god of this mountain."

Hearing the sound, Wang Tiezhu raised his eyebrows. The person with the name "God" in his previous name has become a glider machine and is lying in his own spiritual sea.

"The people who died here are lucky enough. Those who were swallowed by him can only suffer forever..."

A look of pain suddenly appeared on the boy's face, and he whispered with his head in his arms.

"Don't come again, don't come again! Don't die innocent people!" Suddenly, the boy looked up and roared at Wang Tiezhu, turned around and ran into the woods quickly.

"etc!"

Wang Tiezhu was startled by the boy's sudden strangeness. When he recovered, he hurriedly chased him, but the boy seemed to have suddenly disappeared. With Wang Tiezhu's demigod realm's spiritual sense, he could not find him.

"A god of the Ethereal Mountains..."

Wang Tiezhu murmured, looking up at the ethereal mountain range covered by dark clouds, and felt that the mountain range became darker and strange, as if there was something indescribable evil power inside.

I thought of the boy's words "You will die."

Wang Tiezhu suddenly felt a chill behind his back, and a creepy feeling swept across his body, as if something was watching in the dark corner.

He quickly spread his spiritual consciousness around, but found nothing unusual.

"It's ridiculous, I was actually scared by the words of a child."

Wang Tiezhu smiled and shook his head, turned around and left the place.

Return to the "Chongjia" group place.

Wang Tiezhu told the person in charge of the Xuanyuan Chamber of Commerce that he would never be able to send caravans near the Euphorbia Mountains in the near future, and asked about news about the "Euphorbia Mountain God".

But he got nothing, and no one had ever heard of any ethereal mountain god.

Finally, he asked about the boy's style of wearing a beast robe, but the result was the same as Wang Tiezhu thought.

The people here have never seen the style of the beast robe described by Wang Tiezhu, so the idea of ​​finding the boy's tribe from the beast robe has also failed.

"After all, it's not like nothing."

Wang Tiezhu looked back at the ethereal mountains in the distance and returned to the "Cangding" group place.

Return to the "Cangding" group place.

Wang Tiezhu told Li Heng about his experience of seeing the little boy, and Li Heng looked confused.

"The god of the Ethereal Mountains? The little one has never heard of it."

Wang Tiezhu nodded and asked, "How is that person named Zhao Cai? Have you woken up?"

"Sir, I was about to tell you about this, but Zhao Cai has woken up and his mental state has recovered."

Afterwards, Wang Tiezhu followed Li Heng to meet Zhao Cai who woke up. Although his complexion was still not very good, he looked fine.

"Zhao Cai, this is Lord Wang. You will tell me in detail what you saw and heard in the fallen bird forest."

Later, Wang Tiezhu got from Zhao Cai's mouth to the day the caravan was attacked.

Zhao Cai and his party walked to the fallen bird forest, and it was already late.

Xiong Meng, the leader of the demigod realm monk, ordered a camp here and rest for one night.

Everyone started to repair the fallen bird forest. The caravan was in a strict order. There were several teams alternately vigil at night. Everything was normal in the first half of the night.

Until midnight, a group of white-robed men suddenly appeared from the surrounding woods.

Some hold iron chains, and some hold chain blades. These people have no aura on their bodies, but their strength is extremely powerful. The iron chains and chain blades in their hands are even more weird.

An ordinary monk died immediately after he got involved, Xiong Meng died in siege by many enemies, while Zhao Cai survived by luck by relying on a treasure he passed on from his family.

"When I woke up, I saw only corpses everywhere. I thought everyone was dead. I just wanted to come back and tell the chamber of commerce about this news, but because of the exhaustion of spiritual power, I fainted halfway through the road due to excessive blood loss. Fortunately, the Yama tribe members rescued me and came back alive."

"The scars on your body are caused by the chain blade? Why hasn't they healed yet?" Wang Tiezhu asked, looking at the cloth strip that was still oozing slightly.
Chapter completed!