Chapter 1112 The Legend of the Southern Desolate Mountains
"As long as you can completely awaken the power of this bloodline, you can control the three ancient tribes of the wilderness and command the three ancient tribes with one person's power!"
When Tattered Yinjun talked about love, he knelt down and kowtowed a few times to Han Bichi. He was very respectful and could even be said to be humble.
"Have you noticed the power of Han Bichi's blood since you came here?" Yuan Zun thought about the conversation he had with Liu Tou and the others just now. They couldn't feel the power of Han Bichi's blood before she cut her finger.
of.
But this ragged Yinjun can feel it, which shows that he is different from Liu Tou and the others.
He laughed a few times: "I am the only person in the Southern Wilderness tribe who can still be considered a man."
“Even the current leader of the Southern Wilderness Clan doesn’t know!”
Yuan Zun nodded suddenly, somewhat understanding why the ragged Yin Lord could directly sense the power of Han Bichi's blood. He had been staying on this mountain for an unknown length of time, guarding the Wannu Prison with Liu Tou and others.
The guards are also familiar with each other.
They have respected Mr. Ragged Yin for a long time, so they are quite polite to him. However, whenever Mr. Ragged Yin talks about this matter to them, they will just laugh it off and don't really take it to heart.
If they hadn't sensed the evil energy emanating from Yuan Zun's body today and the power of blood contained in Han Bichi's blood, they might not have thought of the prophecy that Ragged Yin Lord often talked about.
As for the fate of the Three Wilderness Ancient Clan and the fate of Han Bichi that the ragged Lord Yin said, Yuan Zun didn't care. He came to the Three Wilderness Ancient Clan for another purpose. He didn't come to unify the Three Wilderness Ancient Clan. The Magic Fruit Tree
The root magic fruit is what he gets most!
"Where is Nanhuang Mountain?"
Yuan Zun was silent for a moment and decided to ask about the location of Nanhuang Mountain first. That way, no matter what Han Bichi chose, they would be able to get what they wanted first.
Tattered Yinjun chuckled and stamped his feet on the ground: "This is Nanhuang Mountain! It has ceased to exist long ago!"
"Is this the Nanhuang Mountain?" Yuan Zun looked down at the mountain, which was less than a hundred feet high, with an ugly expression on his face: "You are kidding me, how can the Nanhuang Mountain be only this small in size?"
"You must not know the legend of the Southern Wilderness Clan, right?" Lord Ragged Yin thought for a moment, then smiled and said: "The Western Wilderness Clan, the Southern Wilderness Clan, and the Donghuang Clan each have a mountain, and that mountain is so majestic and towering.
, Straight into the sky, I heard that there are endless treasures in the mountain..."
Yuan Zun stopped Tattered Yin Lord and motioned for him to go straight to the point. He already knew these things. There is a mountain in every tribe, and the magic fruit tree grows in that mountain!
He has already obtained two magic fruits in Beihuang Mountain and Donghuang Mountain, which have sunk into the sea. He has also swallowed the magic fruits into his stomach, and his cultivation level has greatly increased!
Tattered Yin Lord looked back and forth at Yuan Zun's body for a few times and nodded: "Nanhuang Mountain was flattened by the clan leader tens of thousands of years ago! The things inside are gone long ago, haha."
"The mountain under our feet is indeed the Southern Barren Mountain, but it is no different from an ordinary mountain range. To say what is special about it, I am afraid it is the thousands of artificially smashed mountains at the bottom of this mountain range.
Women are in prison!”
The Wannu Prison evolved from the Nanhuang Mountain, and the traces of artificial destruction are actually the places reached by the roots of the magic fruit tree ten thousand years ago!
It can indeed be explained in this way, but since the Southern Barren Mountains were leveled tens of thousands of years ago, doesn't it mean that what Yuan Zun and Ye Qianqian wanted has long since ceased to exist!
If there was just no magic fruit, Yuan Zun would not have a headache. However, without the magic fruit tree of the Nanhuang tribe, wouldn't it be impossible to eliminate the curse planted on Ye Qianqian forever?
"The Southern Wilderness tribe doesn't have magic fruit trees or magic fruits?"
Lord Tattered Yin obviously didn't know what was in the mountain. It was not something that could be predicted. Therefore, he had only heard the ancient legends, but he didn't know anything about the magic fruit and magic fruit tree mentioned by Yuan Zun.
Ye Qianqian's face was as pale as snow, her heart was very heavy, and she even felt an indescribable pain.
She and Yuan Zun had put so much effort into entering the Three Wilderness World from Lingtian Continent. They thought they would be able to successfully obtain the sap from the three tribes' magic fruit trees, but who knew it would end up being cut off in the Southern Wilderness Tribe!
If she cannot collect the sap of the four magic fruit trees to soak her body for purification, then her curse will not be dissipated and she will have to wait for death!
Ye Qianqian clenched her fist and punched the stone pillar next to her with a strong sense of unwillingness.
Could it be that she was going to die in this unexplained world like this?
"Although I don't understand what the magic fruit and magic fruit tree mentioned by this evil destiny person are, but what this girl is looking for should be related to the curse on her body, right?"
Ye Qianqian frowned slightly, as if grasping the last straw: "Do you know how to break this curse on me?"
"My prophecy tells me that the blood of the Four Wild Gods in the queen should be able to completely lift this curse!"
"Is it okay to use Han Bichi's blood?" Yuan Zun and Ye Qianqian were stunned. Han Bichi was also surprised. After hesitating, he made a small cut from his hand and moved it in front of Ye Qianqian.
If they had known that Han Bichi's blood could break the curse on Ye Qianqian, why waste so much of their time?
Ye Qianqian was surprised and happy after hearing the words of Ragged Yinjun. Although they could not get together the four kinds of magic fruit tree sap without the magic fruit tree in Nanhuang Mountain, as long as Han Bichi's blood could help her break the curse, she would be able to break the curse.
There is nothing to be depressed about.
"Try it!" Looking at Han Bichi's jade hand, blood was flowing down the palm. Although Ye Qianqian didn't want to drink human blood, she still bit the bullet and licked in every trace of the blood flowing from Han Bichi's hand.
In the stomach.
"Sister Qianqian is like a kitten, making my hands itch!"
Han Bichi stuck out her tongue. It was just a joke, but it made Ye Qianqian's pretty face blush. She didn't pay much attention to her appearance just now, maybe she was a little over-excited.
After swallowing Han Bichi's blood, Ye Qianqian could clearly feel a burst of heat rising up on her body, as if she was placed in a furnace, and a burst of fragrant sweat broke out all over her body.
"Why is it so hot?"
Ye Qianqian opened her delicate lips and let out a breath. She felt that her body was unbearably hot, so she could only open her collar slightly to make herself more comfortable.
When the hot feeling faded, Ye Qianqian could clearly feel that the curse lines on her arms had become smaller, but they had not completely disappeared.