After letting Mengzong go, the people from Yandi branch sect will arrive. ~,

It’s not that Yandi’s branch sect’s reaction was slow, it was just that Yuan Fan was enough to deal with it.

"This statue is a tribal god, but he is weak and old. He is chased by his enemies and fled here, trying to use the power of his sect to protect him. Just now, his enemies have arrived and were defeated by his uncle."

Yuan Fan said: "What kind of crime should this old god be? It is up to the rules of the sect, and there is no need tolerate him. As for his enemies, if he attacks his uncle and I will come to the door to kill him."

Several outer elders of the branch sect should all be.

Qin Xianyu looked at the direction of Meng Zong's departure, which was exactly the path he was heading to the wild Shenzong.

In fact, Qin Xianyu has never had such a thing before.

In the past, I either killed people or didn’t want to kill them, so I let them go back and the grudges dispersed. But this time, I was always a little funny when I let them go back and went to kill them.

But for him, Meng Sect’s cultivation is not high, so it is indeed not considered letting the tiger return to the mountain.

His move was just to see the real means of the gods, walking in the wilderness, carrying out knowledge, and competing with the gods can be regarded as one of them.

Going along the way, neither slow nor slow.

Qin Xianyu walked slowly among the woods and said lightly: "Do you think he dares to go back?"

Yuan Fan pondered slightly and said, "The source of the gods is the power of incense. If you lose your believers and lose your wishes, you will be like rootless water, and you will only have a divine power left on your body. You will use one point to lose one point until the end, and you will return to nothingness. But he is an acquired spirit, not born from incense, and does not rely on the power of incense as the innate gods. Therefore, if he has a moment of thought and abandons his believers, it may not be impossible."

"For him, offering sacrifices without incense will not disappear, and in the end it will only be re-turned into a mortal and no longer re-reincarnated. However, if he really gives up his believers, in addition to falling from the throne and returning to the mortal, he will also be under the disadvantages of incense will over the years, just like luck."

After saying that, Yuan Fan thought for a moment and said, "Maybe this is true."

Then he looked carefully, nodded and said, "That's true."

"It may not be." Qin Xianyu said: "Although he did not return to the Eighteen Tribes of Huaiyin Mountain, there seemed to be some movement in the place he went."

Yuan Fan looked for a moment and said, "This is the branch of the Wild Divine Sect."

The Wild Divine Sect is known to control the wild land, and this wild land is vast and boundless, even if the disciples in the sect travel on the earth, they cannot take care of every place. So there are divisions of sects to guard all sides, just like the Yan branch established by the Nanliang Kingdom in the southern part of Zhongzhou.

However, the branch sect established by the Barbarian Shenzong here is more profound than other branch sects. Although it is not as good as the first-class sect with deep roots, it is not far from that. Within the branch sect, there is even a nine-tribulation immortal true body in charge, which is full of the meaning of checking and balancing the Yandi branch sect.

Qin Xianyu said slowly: "He came to Yandi to act wildly, and he was proud of not being within the scope of the sub-sect, and was only on the edge, so he was so rampant. It was because behind him, there was protection from the sub-sect. However, this person took action on the edge of the sub-sect and attacked people from Yandi. I was bound to be killed. Do you think the Sect of the Sect will protect him?"

Yuan Fan said silently: "It is not true, but this so-called god is. Since he has the courage and acts like this, he must have some confidence behind it. If he kills the old god and leaves, without any evidence, and with the protection of the Sect of the Wild Divine Sect, it may not be easy for us to pursue his crimes. But now, if he takes action against the people of this sect, a branch of the Sect of the Wild Divine Sect cannot protect him, but most of them will hinder it and prevent us from fulfilling our wishes."

Over the years, various forces have come to the wild territories for their training.

Here, all forces intertwined, the strong prey on the weak, and the killing continued.

Not to mention the battle with the Savage Divine Sect, even the nine immortal sects are the same as the surface, and they are secretly killing each other, but each sect never pointed it out. Among them, the sword immortals in the three places focus on sword techniques, attacking the most, and their minds are sharp, so they kill the most.

Yan Di is one of the three great sword immortal holy lands, and his disciples are also so fierce and killing a lot. There is never a lack of bloody battles with disciples of the Barbarian Divine Sect.

However, the relationship between the Immortal Sect and the Shen Sect was not broken, at least it was still quite harmonious. Because in the eyes of the big figures above, the competition between disciples was ultimately a means of hard work, even if it was bleeding.

But even with this idea, the disciples of various sects still felt a little irresistible when they experienced the killing.

For example, among the three generations of disciples of the Barbarian Divine Sect, Meng Xingran, who was known as the first young man in the barbarian, was defeated by Lin Jingtang, a disciple of the Yan land. This incident shocked the whole world from the elders to the disciples, and everyone was frightened and angry. Therefore, the disciples walking on the barbarian land had many conflicts with each other, with many casualties. Over the past few days, it was the coldest time when the relationship between the Barbarian Divine Sect and Yan land was the coldest.

"He must have known the tense and unkind relationship here, so he took advantage of the power of the wild branch sect to consciously have support, and was only on the edge of the branch sect in Yandi, so he was confident."

Qin Xianyu raised his eyebrows and said, "Since even outsiders know about the changes, then, you said I went to the Savage Shenzong to borrow Guanjiang Records, but the Savage Shenzong did not hinder him, but instead agreed to this matter. Is there something abnormal?"

Yuan Fan felt a little nervous and said in thought: "Although the identity of the uncle of the little master has not been announced yet, most of the Savage Divine Sect already knows it. Even if an ordinary disciple goes to the Savage Divine Sect, they should protect the safety, and in your identity, there should be no changes. Although the relationship between the disciples below is tense, the relationship between the sects is not that bad. If the uncle of the little master has a change in the Savage Divine Sect, it will be a huge rift that cannot be compensated between the two major sects, and even blood feud."

If the uncle of the junior master in Yandi died on the way to break through the wilderness because of his poor ability, he would have nothing to say. If he died within the wilderness Shenzong, he would have been unable to protect the wilderness, or even deliberately done it.

Qin Xianyu shook his head slightly and said, "What I am talking about is not life and death."

Yuan Fan hesitated and said, "What does the uncle of the junior master mean?"

Qin Xianyu smiled slightly and said, "It's nothing."

He spoke lightly and smiled without any worries.

The two of them deviated from the route, followed the traces of Meng Sect, and headed to the wild branch sect.

It took a thousand miles to go.

There is a mountain in front of you, and trees on the hillside meet, forming a pavilion with a unique charm.

Inside the wooden pavilion, there was a person sitting on a wooden chair.

There was a fire in front of him.

The man was dressed in gray clothes, holding a wooden fork in his hand, and the end seemed to be a piece of meat, baking on the fire.

Qin Xianyu stopped, feeling a little cold.

Yuan Fan's eyes flashed suddenly and he put his hand on the sword.

The man raised his head, squeezed out a smile, and said, "Do you eat meat?"

He lifted the branches upwards and moved them out of the flames, and the end of the meat balls revealed.

That's a head.

A man's head burnt with flesh.

The turbid and ripe eyes seemed to remain with the unbelievable and painful light.

This is the head of Mengzong.

The gods respected by the Eighteen Tribes in Huaiyin Mountain! (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!