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Chapter 179 Map

In the past, middle-aged people would attack him in such a harsh environment, so he was obviously a tough guy.

Being so frightened now really made Tang Xuanming feel that something was wrong.

He turned to look at the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man turned his head hard and tried his best to drag his body away, but to no avail. He could only watch in horror as Tang Xuanming got closer and closer to him.

"What did you see? You were so surprised."

Tang Xuanming was calm and gentle, and there was even a smile on his face.

Although he was ignorant, his long-term habit of pretending to be a fool kept him calm, as if he had everything under control.

His expression made the middle-aged man look like he had seen a ghost, and he collapsed and said: "It turns out that we have met the descendants of the top beasts in the wilderness. No wonder, no wonder..."

???

Tang Xuanming's forehead was filled with questions, and he only had a little guess in his heart. He was confused, with an expression of a sure victory, but his ears moved slightly, and he quietly waited for the middle-aged man's explanation.

"I often see in tribal books that after devouring the essence of heaven and earth, the descendants of some of the top mythical beasts will be enlightened by their parents, turn into human form, and integrate into the tribes around the wilderness. I didn't expect that I would meet them, haha Ha ha……"

The middle-aged man laughed like crazy. Tang Xuanming's forehead was still full of questions, but he had some vague guesses. The middle-aged man in front of him seemed to think that he had a great background and was the descendant of a top divine beast.

This seems to be related to the dragon power that just unconsciously emanated from his body.

He had no intention of explaining to the middle-aged man, but asked with a cold face: "Where is the lair of the One-horned Fairy?"

He had heard a middle-aged man mention before that he brought the descendants of the tribe here just to devour the essence of the horned fairy's nest.

If a powerful fifth-level Ant Emperor can lead the team, the nest of the Unicorn Immortal must contain extremely amazing creations. Tang Xuanming knew all about the nests or bloodlines of the corresponding levels that the fifth-level Ant Emperor needs to devour.

The only thing that is unclear is the last four levels, so it is certain that the lair of the One-horned Fairy is probably one of the last four levels.

"The One-horned Immortal... is just a ferocious beast from the sixth level of the Ant King. It is of little use to you at all. What's the use if you know it?"

The middle-aged man was desperate. He had read the tribe's ancient books and understood more and more how terrifying Tang Xuanming was. Looking at Tang Xuanming's cold expression was like looking at the most terrifying beast.

Only ferocious beasts can have such a terrifying speed of improvement. When faced with a crisis, they can hibernate for a moment and develop such powerful power.

It was as if he was born with it, but this time his memory was stimulated, allowing him to control more.

He couldn't help but think of the strange book he saw in the tribe.

Although the descendants of the top mythical beasts have various inherited memories, their minds will not advance by leaps and bounds. In the end, inheritance is just inherited memories. Without personal experience, it is more like watching a brilliant movie blockbuster. There is no way to understand and understand it.

Just like possessing countless magical secrets, it is impossible to become an extremely powerful person overnight.

If you want to achieve it, you have to digest it slowly.

Among all kinds of creatures, the wisdom of the human race is the most outstanding. Some powerful mythical beasts will turn their descendants into human forms and throw them into the human tribe. They will get along with the human race.

"oh!"

Tang Xuanming nodded and slapped the middle-aged man on the head. The middle-aged man's head exploded like a watermelon, with red and white splatters all over the floor.

Tang Xuanming didn't care. He touched the corpses skillfully and harvested a bronze spear broken into two sections and a blurry map.

Looking at the map from Tang Xuanming's point of view...he couldn't see anything. Who knows how these primitive people drew the map? It was a bunch of messy dots and circles, but he couldn't understand it.

Tang Xuanming was also confused by the various annotations on the mountains and rivers. The only thing he could understand was that a golden unicorn was drawn in the center of the map.

There is no doubt that that is the purpose of the middle-aged man coming to the wilderness, the lair of the one-horned fairy.

"never mind!"

After staring at the map for a long time, Tang Xuanming decided not to waste his brain cells. If one day he understood it, his thinking habits would be similar to those of these barbarians. That would be a scary thing.

"After solving the problem here, we still need to find Pi Lin and the others quickly."

Tang Xuanming walked quickly through the mountains and forests, not without purpose, but along the battlefield where a great battle had taken place.

He still has some vague memories. Along the way, the path he and the middle-aged man destroyed is the best guide.

But it still took him half a day to find the place where the middle-aged people's conflict broke out.

There are no items left here, only some vague blood left to show the cruelty here, but it won't be long before these bloods will disappear without a trace in the wilderness.

Dahuang can always deal with all traces of this land as quickly as possible.

Tang Xuanming didn't care about this, but walked quickly in the direction in which Pi Lingbao and others escaped in his memory.

Some traces were soon discovered, and three marks were found on a tree stump hidden in a dark corner. They were marks left by Pi Lingbao and others and were unique to the Pi tribe.

The hunters of the Pi tribe can easily understand that it is a sign that guides the direction.

"Fortunately, it shouldn't have been too long. I just didn't know that Pi Lin..."

Thinking of Pi Lin, Tang Xuanming couldn't help but speed up his steps.

After wearing it for dozens of miles, Tang Xuanming was a little confused.

"Did they mark it wrong? Why did they go deeper into the wilderness? Are they not going to return to the tribe with such injuries?"

There were doubts in his heart, but Tang Xuanming's steps were not slow at all.

After the two dragon patterns were fused into his body, although he now only showed the strength of the Ant Emperor at the second level, in fact, he could easily kill even the powerful Ant Emperor at the fifth level in front of him.

His strength has become different from the general standards of Dahuang, and he himself doesn't know how to be sure.

"There's movement!"

After advancing for hundreds of miles, Tang Xuanming finally slowed down because he found blood stains on the ground, and they were still fresh.

This indicates that people from the Pi tribe are likely to be nearby.

"Pi Lingbao, are you there?"

He was so angry that he let out a powerful roar like a lion.

Spreading far in this forest, he killed the fifth-level ant emperor like he killed a chicken. In this land that did not completely penetrate into the wilderness, he did not need to worry too much.

"Brother Tang...is that you?"

"Uncle Tang, you are still alive!"

A group of hunters happily walked out of a hidden cave. The Piling Leopard walked at the front, with a look of surprise on his face and said, "I thought you were dead."

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