The climate in southern Xinjiang is hot and moody.
One moment it was clear skies, and the next moment there might be a heavy rain.
However, this kind of weather is nothing to a successful warrior.
As for the various vegetation growing on the land in southern Xinjiang.
It is also extremely moisturizing.
Only those miserable low-level barbarians and weak monsters.
Only then will the fittest survive in the harsh conditions of nature.
After Xiao Changfeng and the Deer Spirit Saint left the woods in the far north, they headed south.
During this period, they also encountered other barbarians.
The aura and dress of Xiao Changfeng and Saint Deer Ling are too obvious.
This caused the barbarians they encountered to attack immediately.
It's a pity that their end can only be turned into corpses on the ground.
"In about half a month, we can get to Jiyang City, which should be enough to catch up with the Wizards Conference!"
The Deer Spirit Saint said.
Although many barbarians were killed along the way.
But I finally found out when the Wizards Conference will be held.
Just twenty days later.
In this way, the time is just right.
If nothing else happens!
"In that case, let's hurry up and get on our way!"
Xiao Changfeng nodded.
Boom!
Suddenly there was a sound of thunder.
All I could see was the sunny sky just now.
In an instant, dark clouds swept over.
It was as if demons and gods were gathering together to have a battle with the divine soldiers and generals in the sky.
"It looks like there's going to be a heavy rain!"
Saintess Lu Ling raised her head and glanced at the dark clouds in the sky, her eyebrows furrowed.
Although it often rains in southern Xinjiang.
But generally the rain will not be too heavy.
However there are exceptions.
That's a heavy rainstorm.
Heavy rainstorms are the most terrifying rainstorms in southern Xinjiang.
Countless raindrops fell as densely as battlefield drums.
Even monsters with rough skin and thick flesh are hard to resist.
Xiao Changfeng and the others can naturally release their spiritual energy to resist.
But then the spiritual energy will be consumed very quickly.
And once the spiritual energy is exhausted, the end may be even worse.
So usually at this time.
Whether human or monster.
They will look for caves or houses where they can take shelter.
"On foot!"
The existence of heavy rainstorms poses little threat to Xiao Changfeng.
After all, he possesses the Xuanwu Immortality Body.
But the Deer Spirit Saint may not be able to sustain it.
So Xiao Changfeng decided to fall from a high altitude and move forward on foot.
Boom!
Deafening thunder continued to sound.
It was as if the devil and the divine soldiers and generals were already fighting together.
The moment Xiao Changfeng and the Deer Spirit Saintess landed.
Countless rains fell from the sky.
It was as if there was a hole in the Tianhe River.
The dense rain turned the whole world into a hazy place.
The Deer Spirit Saint has a bright white aura emanating from her body.
Keep all the rain out of you.
She is a monster and close to nature.
Can absorb more spiritual energy from all around.
As for Xiao Changfeng.
It means that no defensive measures were taken.
No matter how hard the rain hit him, he was soon wet all over.
However, the majestic rain also brings rich water aura.
Xiao Changfeng circulates the Xuanwu Immortality Scroll.
Inhale these water auras into your body and refine them into mana.
Not only does it cause no harm, but it also benefits a lot.
Saintess Lu Ling knew that Xiao Changfeng was not a person who was aimless.
So I didn't ask any more questions.
The two of them walked under the heavy rain.
Between heaven and earth, there is only the sound of thunder and rain.
"Elder Xiao, there is someone in front of you!"
The Deer Spirit Saint suddenly spoke to remind.
At this time, Xiao Changfeng's spiritual consciousness had already detected it.
They saw only two hundred meters in front of them.
Many people were trekking in the rain.
These are all barbarians.
But all of them had sad faces, as if they had tasted all the bitterness of life.
They basically don't have any decent clothes.
Most of them are animal skins, and important parts are tightly covered.
What caught Xiao Changfeng's attention the most.
Their hands and feet are tied.
A long dark green vine strung together ten barbarians.
Like a grasshopper on a rope.
There are thirteen similar teams.
That is, there are a total of one hundred and thirty barbarians.
Only a small number of these barbarians are in their prime.
Most of them are old, weak, women and children.
Around the team, there were several barbarians wearing rattan armor and holding bamboo and wooden spears.
They travel abroad as if they are a guard in custody.
"Elder Xiao, these are slaves, they should be sent to Jiyang City!"
The Deer Spirit Saint is no stranger to this kind of team.
At this time, he opened his mouth to explain to Xiao Changfeng.
"The barbarians are warlike and often fight between villages. The defeated villages will all become slaves and be slaughtered and bought and sold at will."
"Most of them are old, weak, women and children. After all, they are weak in combat and can only be enslaved."
"As for the large-scale sacrificial rituals in Jiyang City, countless barbarians and monsters are sacrificed every time, and the barbarians are naturally such slaves."
The voice of Saint Deer Spirit is clear and clear.
Even thunder and heavy rain cannot cover it up.
Therefore, Xiao Changfeng quickly understood the origin and role of this team.
This is the custom of southern Xinjiang.
Every time there is a sacrifice, a lot of sacrifices are given.
Among them, humans and monsters were the main part of the sacrifices.
Primitive, bloody, cruel.
This is the sacrificial ceremony of southern Xinjiang.
There are sun worship activities held every hundred years in the city.
It is even more grand.
All barbarian villages will bring out their own slaves.
Send it to Jiyang City as a sacrifice.
If there are no slaves.
Some useless people will also be selected from within the village.
Now the Yang Sacrifice Ceremony and Wizards Conference in Yang Sacrifice City are about to begin.
The closer you get to Jiyang City, the more you can see this kind of slave team.
"Hurry up, if you miss the time, labor and management will skin you alive!"
A heavily armed barbarian warrior roared.
I saw a skinny old barbarian walking forward with difficulty.
The old barbarian was already exhausted.
Coupled with the coming of heavy rain.
Soon he collapsed.
The heavily armed barbarian warrior checked it out.
When he found that the old barbarian was dead, he cursed and kicked him.
Then he ignored him and continued to urge other slaves.
Each of these slaves was extremely thin.
Coupled with this sudden heavy rain.
Suddenly many people fell down.
It's a pity that the barbarian warriors have no intention of letting them stop.
Still urging him hard, if he didn't go away, he would attack with bamboo spears and wooden spears.
in their eyes.
Slaves are no longer barbarians.
It's not even a person anymore.
Xiao Changfeng watched with cold eyes and had no intention of taking action.
Everything in the world has its own laws of operation.
Xiao Changfeng will not be a good person.
What’s more, there are too many suffering people in the world.
He can save one, but he can't save them all.
If that's the case, why force it?
"Ignore it and move on!"
Xiao Changfeng spoke calmly and continued on his way.
Saintess Lu Ling was already used to seeing this kind of thing, so she didn't say much.
At this moment.
Suddenly a barbarian broke free from the binding vines and ran away desperately.
The direction of his escape happened to meet Xiao Changfeng.
Don't know what he thinks.
He actually knelt down in front of Xiao Changfeng with a pop.
"Sir, if you save me once, my life will be yours!"