Chapter 1149: Witchcraft messenger
Not all the Far North woods are filled with lush trees.
There are also many high mountains and cliffs.
Tanlang Village is located among them.
Between two mountains, one high and one short.
There are many bamboo houses and thatched cottages.
This is the location of Tanlang Village.
Tanlang Village chose this place because it is easy to defend but difficult to attack.
If you want to enter Tanlang Village, you have to fly.
There is only a narrow path less than ten people wide.
A large door with many sharp bamboo spears stood upright.
It is isolated from people or monsters who want to break in.
Look up.
You can see the tops of two big mountains.
There is a palace made of black stones.
Although it is very simple compared to the splendid palace.
But compared with those bamboo huts and thatched cottages halfway up the mountain.
It's already very luxurious.
Xiao Changfeng's consciousness dispersed.
I have already felt three auras of the Imperial Martial Realm in this black stone palace.
There are two thousand people in the entire Tanlang Village.
Although most of them are old, weak, women and children.
But there are also more than 800 barbarian warriors.
Moreover, the barbarians in Tanlang Village are different from the barbarians under Yuanji.
They wore dark green rattan armor.
Like a fully armed warrior.
"Ironthorn vine?"
Seeing these rattan armors, Xiao Changfeng was slightly surprised.
Ironthorn is a special plant.
Flexible as a rope, yet hard as iron.
These vine armors are all woven from ironthorn vines.
Its defensive power is by no means weaker than lower-grade imperial weapons.
The barbarian warriors of Tanlang Village.
Having a piece of Ironthorn Vine Armor in one's hand shows one's strength and wealth.
Southern Xinjiang is so rich in products and resources.
They don't need to delve into the art of refining weapons at all.
You can find weapons that can be used casually in the woods or deep mountains.
In the past, there were bamboo spears and wooden spears, and stone hammers polished with gold and stone.
And the Iron Thorn Vine Armor in front of me is the best proof.
"Who is coming!"
Xiao Changfeng and the others arrived.
Naturally, he was discovered by the scouts from Tanlang Village.
Suddenly a barbarian wearing iron thorn armor walked out.
"Dashuzhai Yuanji, come to see the envoy!"
Yuanji's trauma had recovered by this time.
He is the leader of the clan after all.
His momentum was not weak, so he spoke directly at this moment.
"who are they?"
The scouts at Tanlang Village knew Yuanji.
But he didn't know Xiao Changfeng and Saint Deer Ling.
Moreover, Xiao Changfeng and Saint Deer Ling's costumes are very different from those of the barbarians.
Therefore, the scouts from Tanlang Village did not let go of the investigation.
"These two warriors are from China. They want to meet with me to meet the envoy. Go and report!"
Yuanji waved his hand impatiently.
At this moment, he couldn't wait to see the envoy immediately.
Let the messenger take action and take down Xiao Changfeng and the Deer Spirit Saint behind him.
"Please three of you wait here while I go to report!"
Although the scouts at Tanlang Village are wary of Xiao Changfeng and the Deer Spirit Saint.
But I believe in Yuanji.
Suddenly his figure flashed.
Fly to the Black Stone Palace on top of Tanlang Village.
…
At this time in the Blackstone Palace.
There are three people in total.
One of them was burly and tall.
His skin is as dark as ink, but his eyes are sparkling.
A fierce aura emanated from his body, like a hungry wolf.
It makes people shudder.
There are also red feathers on the top of his head.
But instead of one, there are two.
And his strength is stronger than Yuanji.
It is the fifth level of the Imperial Martial Realm.
This person is the clan leader of Tanlang Village: Lang Ben!
And next to him.
It was a thin old man wearing linen clothes.
The old man's skin is not dark, and his body is far from as strong as Lang Ben.
His body was wrapped in linen.
It looks a little empty.
But his eyes were emitting a strange light.
It seemed like the shadow of a poisonous insect or beast flickered within it.
He seems to be very old.
He held a green wood crutch in his hand and coughed from time to time.
But no one dares to underestimate him.
Because he is the priest of Tanlang Village.
He is also the only priest among the seven villages.
The so-called sacrifice.
Worthy is the act of paying homage to the gods of all things and praying for strength or protection.
And in southern Xinjiang.
Sacrifice is also a job title.
The priest is the same as the wizard.
They all learn witchcraft.
However, the witchcraft of ordinary sacrifices is not as orthodox and powerful as that of wizards.
Many of them are explored on their own.
Both are like the normal version and the simplified version.
But even so.
Among the barbarians, sacrifices were already regarded as extremely noble entities.
Rumor has it among witch sects.
There is a high priest.
The function is similar to that of sacrifice.
But the position and strength are also stronger.
And in front of the two of them.
There was a middle-aged man standing.
The man is different from both Lang Ben and the old man in sackcloth.
He has a well-proportioned figure and his skin is only wheat-colored.
And he was wearing a high-end dark robe.
The man looks ordinary.
But there is a cold temperament about him.
Like a snake and scorpion, it makes people shudder.
He just stood there.
But both Lang Ben and the old man in Mai could not help but lower their heads.
To show respect!
Because of this middle-aged man.
He is the messenger of the witchcraft religion.
"My lords, Chief Yuanji of Dashu Village is outside the village, asking to see the envoy. But beside him, there are two warriors from China."
The scouts from Tanlang Village walked into the Black Stone Palace at this time and opened their mouths to report.
"Yuanji? Didn't he go hunting for the fat sheep of Zhongtu? Why did he come here suddenly, and he brought two fat sheep with him!"
Lang Ben frowned, looking confused.
"Are the two Middle-earth warriors tied up or not?"
A flash of wisdom flashed in the eyes of the old man in sackcloth and he asked.
"Back to the Lord Sacrifice, the two Middle-earth warriors are not bound, and Patriarch Yuanji is injured!"
The scouts didn't dare to hide it.
He immediately described the situation in detail.
As a scout, in addition to agility and stealth.
The most important thing is observation.wavv
And through the description of the scout.
The three of them quickly guessed the truth of the situation.
"I'm afraid Yuanji mentioned the iron plate this time. He should have been defeated by the two Middle-earth warriors and had to lead the way here."
The old man in sackcloth is extremely witty.
"He must have betrayed the Master Messenger and our secrets. This damn traitor, I will make him a mummy!"
The old man in sackcloth just changed his mind.
He just guessed that Yuanji might have revealed the secret.
After all, Yuanji's greedy and fearful character can't be concealed from ordinary barbarians.
But he couldn't hide it from them.
"Two warriors from China dare to break into this place, and they want to see me by name. Hum, in this case, I want to see what big shot is here!"
The wizard envoy snorted coldly.
I was extremely unhappy about Yuanji's betrayal and Xiao Changfeng's arrival.
So he decided to turn the Seven Villages into Six Villages.
"Let's go, let me kill people!"
The witchcraft envoy walked out with strong murderous intent.
"Today, the three of them will never come back!"
The wolf stood up with a ferocious smile.
Immediately, together with the old man in sackcloth, he followed the wizard envoy out of the Black Stone Palace.
When Xiao Changfeng saw them.
Already entered Tanlang Village.
And when Yuanji saw the witchcraft messenger for the first time.
He quickly ran away and ran away.
"Sir Messenger, these two fat sheep are threatening me, you must kill them!"
This chapter has been completed!