When you are in the southern wilderness, as long as you climb to a high place, you will see that you will see the mountains rising and falling, the peaks and cliffs are standing in a row, the miasma is flying, and the evil fog is filled with them. They seem magnificent, but they are like hell, brewing all kinds of things that destroy human nature.

In the valley where a certain tribe lives, the streams are clear and flowing, nourishing the soil and watering plants. It is completely different from the rivers nearby that are always stained with miasma. It is a precious source of life.

In a dirt house in the tribe, a young man's eyes were red, and he looked at the corpse in front of him in frightened, fearful and sadness. His skin was stripped away, and all the things were bulging out of his body, leaving a little pain and resentment.

An hour ago, the body was his sister, cheerful, lively and enthusiastic. She had a sweetheart and looked forward to the future. Unfortunately, she was attracted by the disciples who came to ask for a sacrifice. After satisfying her desire, she refused to give up and did such outrageous things.

The boy Xi clenched his fists and knelt in front of the corpse, like a wounded beast, with his throat jocked, and he was extremely sad and hated.

He raised his head suddenly and looked at his father who was smoking a hookah and full of sorrow, saying hoarse and firmly:

"I want to take revenge! I want to take revenge!"

His father sucked the hookah and sighed, "How to take revenge? The veners of the Blood Clothing Sect can kill you with one finger, how can they take revenge?"

"Hey, even if the Gu King who was worshipped in the clan was invited to gather everyone's strength, he would not be a match for the Blood Clothing Sect!"

Yes, this is the fact. The young man himself has also seen the methods of the Blood Clothing Sect. Many wild beasts that their own tribes cannot deal with are completely fragile in front of the big figures of the Blood Clothing Sect. No, in front of those demons, they are as fragile as lambs they raise.

"Oh, accept your fate. This is our fate."

Listening to his father's sigh and looking at his frowning face, the young man Xi felt a deep despair in his heart, and felt that all the colors in front of him had disappeared, leaving only endless darkness.

He lowered his head and left the earthen house. He did not dare to look at his sister's eyes that could not be closed. He walked out of the valley step by step, came to the uninhabited peak, curled himself in the cracks of the rocks, and avoided the whole world. Although the sun was brilliant, it could only illuminate the eyes and could not penetrate the darkness in his heart.

Suddenly, his eyes darkened. The light of the sun seemed to be blocked by something.

He raised his head blankly and saw a figure standing in front of him. It was as deep as a lake next to the mountain, as steady as the mountain at his feet. His appearance seemed young and handsome, but it was obviously mature. The grayness on his temples made him show a bit of the vicissitudes that only the elders had.

But what makes Xi print the deepest image is the deep eyes, which seem to contain the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, love, hate, and love. Everything!

"Do you want to take revenge?" A low magnetic voice came into Xida's ears.

Revenge? Revenge! Xida was confused at first, then jumped up, accidentally hitting his head, and didn't care about crying out pain, and stared at the man in blue clothes in front of him, looking at the man in blue clothes:

"You, can you help me with revenge?"

"Can you beat the Blood Clothing Sect?"

He was both excited and puzzled, but for some reason he was full of trust in the man in blue.

Meng Qi stood there and said calmly: "I came to the Southern Wilderness to destroy the Blood Clothing Sect."

I heard that there were traces of Blood Clothing Sect nearby, but now it seems that it is true.

"In order to destroy the Blood Clothing Sect..." Xida repeated this sentence, feeling that the darkness in his heart was shining through, and the colorful reappeared in his sight.

The evil people who enjoy killing, torture, and torture are about to be destroyed!

The bastards who committed a lot of blood debts in the Southern Wilderness are almost killed!

Sister, grandpa and countless people in the tribe, you finally waited for this day!

Although the man in the blue shirt in front of him did not show any magic, Xida was willing to believe him. It seemed that the evil demons of the Blood Clothing Sect would be very fragile in front of him, just like he was in front of the evil demons of the Blood Clothing Sect!

"I, what can I do?" Xida confessed to Yong.

Meng Qi said: "Contact the Blood Clothing Sect and tell them that there was a mineral rich in natural treasures nearby."

"Okay!" Xida understood that this was a trap for the Blood Clothing Sect, and it was the same as when he was hunting.

He ran very quickly, and returned to the tribe with the wind, rushed into his own dirt house, and asked his father to find the elder when contacting the Blood Clothing Sect!

"Dad, we can take revenge, we can take revenge!" he shouted excitedly.

His father's face changed, he picked up the hookah and slapped him: "You're asking for death so loudly? Do you want to implicate the whole family and be retaliated by the Blood Clothing?"

Xi Dao danced and said, "Really, really, there is a master who wants to destroy the Blood Clothing Sect. Let us help contact and set a trap."

"Where did the master come from?" Xida's father frowned.

Xida was so confident, and the other party took the initiative to contact the Blood Clothing Sect, so he obviously came prepared!

Xida thought for a while and said, "It must be a master of the Central Plains! A few years ago, wasn't the Blood Clothing Sect hiding from Tibet and being chased by the Central Plains masters?"

That's right... Xida's father's face changed and he paced back and forth with a hookah in his left hand.

Suddenly, he stuck out his right hand and hit several large acupoints in Dianxi.

"Dad, what are you doing?" Xi slapped in disbelief.

Xida's father said coldly: "How can you, a traitor, collude with outsiders to deal with the Blood Craft Sect? I have to tell the elder, ask him to inform the Blood Craft Sect and send someone to deal with the barbarians of the Central Plains!"

Ah... Dad's attitude made Xi confused. Why is he just stingy when dealing with the Blood Clothing Sect?

He stuttered: "Dad, sister, sister, and grandpa's revenge. You don't want to avenge me? Let's just forget it if we didn't have the ability before. Now someone helps with revenge, why do you still prefer the Blood Clothing Sect? Are you crazy?"

The more he said it, the smoother it became.

Xida's father's face was extremely distorted, and it was a bit ferocious, but there was a drop of turbid tears hanging on the corners of his eyes: "No matter how bad the Blood Clothing Sect is, it can protect us, so that the tribe will not be destroyed by the most powerful wild beasts, and can be passed on. No matter how good the people in the Central Plains are, they cannot stay here. Do you want to watch the entire tribe be destroyed for our hatred?"

"How could I not suffer from the death of your sister and your grandfather, and I don't want to take revenge, but there are 3,756 people on the other side!"

"Whether side is lighter and heavier, can't you tell me?"

He roared in a low voice, his eyes were turbid and tears slid down. He turned around, walked out of the earthen house, and headed straight for the Great Elder.

Xi meditated on the ground, his face was dull, his mind was disturbed by the thoughts, and Xinhu seemed to have experienced a storm.

What exactly is right? What is wrong?

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Half an hour later, Meng Qi, who was standing on the top of the peak, saw a blood-colored cloud approaching rapidly in the sky, gradually dyeing the sky red and covering the sun.

The blood-colored clouds condensed from drops of blood. Each drop of blood seemed to be a soul wailing and screaming. There were red lotus flowers blooming on it. On each lotus, there were disciples of the Blood Clothing Sect standing or standing, forming a large formation.

At the center of the formation, in the center of the blood-colored clouds, the white hair of Venerable Wanhua, who was like thin snakes, was sitting upright on the lotus platform. With the assistance of this "Blood Sea Formation", as long as you don't encounter Lu Da, Su Wuming and Crazy Emperor, the other righteous Dharma bodies can escape themselves. It's up to see who has eaten the courage of Xiong Xin and Leopard, and dares to deal with the Blood Clothing Sect directly. As long as you entangle him, you can ask the Gu God to take action!

This blood sea formation is composed of an ancient formation map and blood-injured souls collected by the Blood Clothing Sect over the years. It is dirty weapons, which are often difficult to break and are terrifying.

Venerable Wanchuang saw Meng Qi on the top of the peak from afar. Seeing that he had returned to secular life, he couldn't help but smile with a grim smile: "Su Meng, so brave, you dare to come to the Southern Wilderness!"

"I'm afraid of you elsewhere, but I'm not afraid of the Southern Wilderness. A strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Qi pushed the Overlord's Sword out a little with his left hand, and quickly pressed it into the scabbard, making a muffled sound.

Boom!

The muffled sound was like a huge thunder, and the yang was strong, which caused the disciples in the Blood Sea Formation to hemorrhage the mouth and nose, and fell into the blood cloud, and were reduced to essence and blood.

Boom!

Under the thunder, the sea of ​​blood evaporated rapidly, and the wronged souls became weak and gradually became invisible.

Boom!

Venerable Wanchuang stood on the lotus platform, lost his soul and despaired. One by one, the insects on his body burst out, losing control, and retaliated against his body.

Ahhh! In the screams, the Venerable Wanchuang was eaten into white bones, and the white bones penetrated into the insects.

Meng Qi's expression remained unchanged, and he said casually:

"God of Gu, come out."

Buzzing, a strange sound sounded in the air, coming from nowhere, coming from all around:

"'Mad Sword' Su Meng, you are known as unparalleled chivalrous, why did you come to my southern desert to make trouble?"

"Although the Southern Wilderness has killing, cruel and bloody, this is the rule of the Southern Wilderness and is a recognized truth. If you get blessings, you have to pay a price. If you impose your own truth on us, you are the evil demon."

"All tribes and all creatures here do not welcome you!"

As the words were heard, countless miasma flew around, showing pictures, all of which were different tribes, and they shouted in unison:

"Evil Demon, get out of the Southern Wilderness!"

"We are different from the tribes on the edge. Without protection, the clan will be destroyed sooner or later. This is our choice and has nothing to do with you!"
Chapter completed!