The Blue Cold Spirit Puppet's body was as soft as a ball of gel. At this time, he was lying on the soft carpet. If he stepped on it with his foot, he might not be trampled to death. But the cold touch touched the opponent.

Your bare feet will definitely be noticed.

Even if it instinctively injects venom to attack, if one person in this tent is unconscious, another person who looks like a high-ranking priest will immediately notice the abnormality of this person, and the Blue Cold Spirit Puppet will inevitably be exposed. At this moment, the desire to kill is simply mentioned

Throat.

Fortunately, this foot did not step on the trapped spirit puppet, but happened to step on the body lying next to it, which was less than half an inch away from the spirit puppet. This foot was so heavy that even the carpet sank into it.

.But the other party did not stop, but walked straight towards the priest in the tent. Apparently he did not notice the existence of the spirit puppet.

Gouzhu breathed a sigh of relief and quickly controlled the spirit puppet to sneak quietly to the edge of the tent to avoid being trampled on the busy road. He also gave up the plan of injecting venom for the time being.

When there are two people in the tent, no matter which one he attacks, the other will realize that there is no need for him to take such a risk. He plans to wait until the person who just came in leaves before he makes a plan.

The man who stepped into the tent was topless, wearing only a leopard skin skirt. His figure was frighteningly strong, and his dark flesh looked like it was made of black iron.

All of his cultivation is contained in the muscles of his body, but it is slightly different from the physical cultivation of human beings who forge their bodies purely acquired. There is a kind of blood in his body that is not born but is so powerful that it can be compared to the seven-color perfection of Xudan, half-step purple.

The power of Qi and blood of the body cultivation of the house.

The man didn't say anything. After entering the tent, the young man who looked like a priest knelt down and bowed: "Grand Patriarch!" Not only did he bow down, but his whole body was shaking like chaff, as if he was afraid.

pole.

The patriarch shook his blood and ignored him, but walked directly behind the table in the middle of the tent and knelt down on the carpet with his knees together. The young priest also shivered and turned around, but never dared to get up or raise his head.

The patriarch said in a low voice: "Tell me all the ins and outs of this place. You'd better be careful and don't make mistakes."

An invisible pressure pressed on his head like a huge mountain, suppressing him to the point of suffocation. He could only tell the story tremblingly.

Huang Xue frowned when he heard this. The blood refining tribes have been fighting against each other since ancient times, but there are not many situations where they can completely push another tribe to a dead end, unless they are really overwhelmingly stronger than the other tribe and intend to completely defeat the other tribe at once.

annex or exterminate.

The Cangmao tribe has tens of thousands of members just like them, and no one can completely overwhelm the other. In terms of pure combat power, the Cangmao people are slightly stronger. This is because Hong'er, the high priest of the Red Thorn tribe, is about to expire and has been in seclusion for many years.

, only has spiritual significance. And the priests of Cangzhou tribe are famous.

This is why they pass through Zhuyang Gorge every few years, but never try to set up an ambush here. Because this is a matter of cutting off people's livelihood. Tens of thousands of people are forced to the point of death, but who are they?

He can do it all. Hirosuji relies on his little cleverness and whimsical thinking, but he doesn't understand that it affects the life and death of the entire tribe.

"You set up a rockfall formation on the mountain?" After hearing this, Huangxue did not express his position clearly. But when he heard that Hirosuji had set up a rockfall formation on the mountain, he flashed his eyes and said, "Hand over the formation pivot."

Bar."

Hirosuji took out the formation hub with both hands and placed it obediently on the table in front of Xiaoxue. It was also a black round stone the size of an egg and shaped like an ordinary pebble.

The difference from other traction stones is that some of the lines on it are coiled like an eye, while other stripes are scattered, which is a very strange shape. With this kind of pattern, the operator only needs to press his thumb on the "eye"

It is easy to inject spiritual consciousness for control.

Huang Xue held the stone in his hand and realized it. This formation pivot was very simple, and he could easily connect his spiritual consciousness with the formation eyes in all directions. He only needed a ray of energy and blood to inject his spiritual consciousness, and he immediately

It can trigger various explosion points buried on the mountain to explode.

He took the thing into his palm and said to Hirosuji: "Go ahead, go and tell the Cangma people that I will ensure that they pass Zhuyang Gorge safely in exchange for Huang Dan's life. Let them send the people here."

At this time, the Lan Han spirit puppet hiding in the tent frowned like a human face. This was of course an expression of Gou Zhu. The young priest before was just a witch cultivator with the same color as Xu Dan. He used Lan Han to

The spirit puppet was 90% sure of stealing the formation pivot. Now it was replaced by this barbaric cultivator from the Half-step Zi Mansion, and he didn't even have 10% hope.

Hirosuji was not immediately killed by Xuexue, which made Hirosuji breath a sigh of relief. Although he was a descendant of the high priest Hong'er, after Hong'er retreated to wait for death, the power of the Hong family in the tribe had been greatly reduced, and he could only rely on him.

This young priest who has not yet taken up his position in a hurry is struggling to support himself. If he wants to kill him, he will have no resistance.

He kowtowed several times quickly and was about to run out. When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and stayed for a moment.

Just outside the tent, in the sparse and falling snow, at least four different strands of divine pressure were released unbridled, rising and falling like a chorus between heaven and earth. Four blurry figures were wrapped in a dark purple mass.

In the light, he couldn't see clearly.

Only through the coercion of their spiritual consciousness, I can feel that one of the four people is the same as Huang Xue, a half-step Zifu, a perfect demon cultivator with seven colors of Xu Dan. The other three have different strengths, each with six colors of Xu Dan.

, five colors and four colors. These four people were suspended in the air by the wind, and together they moved a round mirror-shaped magic weapon in the air that was about the size of a bowl and made of purple glass, which was the source of the dim purple light.

There seemed to be an orb as bright as a purple star in the mirror, emitting waves of strange spiritual consciousness. This wave did not shoot in all directions, but had a certain direction. It was like a dazzling dark light in the night sky, constantly

Scanning around, he passed through the tent and directly shined on the heart of Huangxue. He couldn't see the light, but felt a strange uneasiness in his heart.

Huangxue walked outside the tent and looked up. The four people did not fall to the ground, but were suspended in the air. There was a vague purple-red light surrounding them, making it difficult for him to see the figures and faces of these people. He had not spoken yet,

Suddenly I heard someone among them snap his fingers.

A dark, invisible thing screamed through the sky. The strong wind pierced the icy night sky, wiping past his bleeding ears. It cut through the air next to his ears in a more or less showy manner, making a sharp chirping sound.

Then it hit the ground hard inside the tent, which happened to be where the Gou Zhu Lan Hanling Puppet was hiding!

But at this time, the blue cold spirit puppet had disappeared, and the carpet on the ground was torn, leaving a deep, dark pit.

The sound of chirping birds came from the pit. After a while, a sparrow-shaped spirit puppet about half the size of a palm emerged from the black pit. It cooed twice, fluttered its wings, and then disappeared into the air.

Returned to the master of the four demon cultivators.

Huang Xue was not too surprised. When he sensed the leaked ideas of these four people, he already knew where the other party came from and why he came. He bowed his hands respectfully and said: "Barbarian Huang Xue

, I have met all the immortals of Kapok Mansion."

The purple light in the sky moved slightly, and one of them laughed loudly:

"Clan Chief Huang, don't mind. We were ordered by the Lord of Kapok City to look for those Taoist friends from the Crane tribe here. We just found nothing in the Cangma tribe, so we came to see if they had sneaked into your tribe's residence.

"Just now, 'Purple Glass Mirror' saw a foreign object lurking in the clan leader's tent. I wanted to use this black shadow bird to break it, but I was a little late, and it escaped somewhere."

Huangxue put his right hand across his chest, bowed and said respectfully: "Thank you all the immortals for your generous help."

But the figure shaking in the purple light kept denying: "No, no, no, Chief Huang, don't get distracted. We will never interfere in the affairs between you blood refiners. It's just that those demon cultivators broke the rules."

, we have to invite them to the Lord Mucheng’s mansion to have a talk. No matter what happens tonight, Chief Huang will just pretend that we don’t exist.”

Huang Xue's face turned slightly cold, but he recovered immediately. Those people insisted on drawing a clear line with him, and he no longer had to put his face on his face. Secretly, he returned to the tent with a sullen face, and he gave the order: No matter what

No one should interfere with what these immortals flying around are doing, just pretend they don't see it.

Several demon cultivators sent from Kapok City did not speak to him anymore. Instead, they controlled the purple glass mirror and continued to scan the hills in search of the Crane Clan members.
Chapter completed!