The tiger soul sword in Long Xiaoshan's hand sprinkled a ray of light, and the ripples were rippling, like a golden water flow.
It gently wrapped the body of the tentacle beast.
Ao--
The tentacle beast let out a shrill roar.
The place covered by gentle golden light suddenly collapsed, just like the opening of a quicksand cave in the desert. The entrance continued to expand and collapse, and soon, puff!
The golden streamer passed directly from the bottom of the tentacle beast.
Long Xiaoshan's sword.
It pierced through the giant beast directly.
The blood was mixed with a large amount of internal organs and gushed out from the huge wound under the tentacle beast.
In the blink of an eye, blood filled the Rust Lake, covering a range of hundreds of meters.
The tentacle beast struggled and wailed in the water.
Long Xiaoshan played a sword and waved his sleeves and walked away without any nostalgia. After a few sweeps, he had already crossed the shore. Looking back, the struggle of the tentacle beast had weakened and was floating on the lake and twitching constantly.
On Jiluo Island further away, there were still thunder and lightning, dark clouds filled with them, and the crocodile dragon roared continuously, without any sign of stopping.
The ancient ferocious beast Eight-armed Crocodile Dragon is still showing off its evil spirits. The wild beasts on Jiluo Island are wailing, and I don’t know when it will be.
Long Xiaoshan was so shocked.
His strength can be said to have soared.
Both the soul and the true energy are far better than before.
But even now, he is still far behind this terrifying beast.
Long Xiaoshan put Ling Xiaofu down and said, "Let's go."
"Brother Xiaoshan, where are we going now?" Ling Xiaofu asked.
"Go back to the Waste Arrow Tribe first, I have something to ask." Long Xiaoshan wanted to find the traces of the black demon wind, but he could not search aimlessly. The Waste Arrow Tribe is an indigenous person in the Wasteland World and has lived here for many years.
There may be clues.
"Well, brother Xiaoshan, let's go quickly." Ling Xiaofu looked at Jiluo Island with some fear.
She was really worried just now.
It's not because I almost died.
And I'm worried about Long Xiaoshan.
She never wants to come to this place again, the farther away the better.
Long Xiaoshan thought Ling Xiaofu was scared, but thinking about it was really scary just now. Ling Xiaofu, a little girl, was still brave. In front of a ferocious beast like the eight-armed crocodile dragon, even a man would be scared to pee.
He smiled and said, "Let's go."
Long Xiaoshan led the way, and Ling Xiaofu followed closely behind him.
Although she now has true energy in her body and is completely following the footsteps of going up Long Xiaoshan, she still couldn't help but miss the days when she was lying in Long Xiaoshan's arms.
He blurted out like a devil: "Brother Xiaoshan, why don't you carry me away?"
"Ah?" Long Xiaoshan turned around in surprise and looked at Ling Xiaofu.
He didn't understand why Ling Xiaofu was ready, so he still wanted to hug her.
Ling Xiaofu blurted out and reacted, her face turned red, and she stammered: "I, I mean, then, hurry up like that."
Long Xiaoshan didn't think much about it. Indeed, even if Ling Xiaofu was too far from him at the fourth level of Qi Refining, his speed was far inferior to him. He thought Ling Xiaofu wanted to leave this ghost place early, so he said, "Okay."
, Then come up.”
Long Xiaoshan opened his hands.
"Really." Ling Xiaofu didn't expect Long Xiaoshan to agree so simply. She was extremely happy and jumped into Long Xiaoshan's arms.
Long Xiaoshan hugged her and saw Ling Xiaofu's excited appearance, she was like a child. She shook her head helplessly. Unexpectedly, she was so old, she was already a college student, and she still liked to be hugged.
I really don’t know what to say. Maybe it’s because I’ve been spoiled since I was a child. The Ling family heard that it is also a big family in Yanjing.
After Long Xiaoshan picked up Ling Xiaofu, he immediately accelerated his speed.
He just now was following Ling Xiaofu could keep up with the speed, and now he didn't have to limit himself. His speed was getting faster and faster, like a galloping horse, running wildly in the wilderness.
He did not deliberately suppress his breath, and even released his powerful breath.
Shock the wild beasts in the wilderness.
Sure enough, along the way, there was no blind beast that was not open to intercept it. After all, the wild beast also had IQ, so Long Xiaoshan was not easy to mess with at first glance.
Fifty miles away, it didn't take much time.
Less than half an hour.
Long Xiaoshan has seen the stone wall of the Waste Arrow Tribe.
Unexpectedly, the door of the Waste Arrow Tribe was dilapidated, as if it had encountered a big battle. Long Xiaoshan hurriedly rushed over, and some people from the Waste Arrow Tribe at the door were repairing the stone wall.
Seeing someone coming, it feels like facing a great enemy.
After seeing Long Xiaoshan clearly, they quickly put away their weapons and weapons.
Crawling down and shouting at the gods.
Last time, Long Xiaoshan raised a large cauldron weighing several tons in the tribe and threw it into the air, shocking the Waste Arrow Tribe. These tribe warriors were as if they saw Long Xiaoshan.
Long Xiaoshan saw that most of these people were wearing colors and said, "What's going on?"
"God, we were attacked by the despicable Condor Tribe. We suffered heavy losses, nine warriors died, and even the chief was returned to heaven." A warrior of the Waste Arrow Tribe said heavily.
Long Xiaoshan was stunned. He didn't expect that such a big thing would happen to the Waste Arrow Tribe after he left a few days ago, even the chief was dead.
He looked around and frowned, "Where is Tuman? Where is he?"
He didn't care about the death of the Waste Arrow Tribe, after all, it had nothing to do with him. However, Tuman had treated him and was very attentive to him. Long Xiaoshan was a person with clear grudges, and he didn't care about others. Tuman was his friend.
"Tuman..." The warrior who spoke was not good-looking.
"What's wrong with him? Tell me quickly." Long Xiaoshan's face darkened.
"Turman was seriously injured and will soon return to heaven." The Warrior said.
Long Xiaoshan's face condensed and he strode into the Waste Arrow Tribe.
He first walked towards Tuman's house, but soon found that Tuman was not at home. After asking people, he found that Tuman was carried to Elder Baichao by his woman.
Long Xiaoshan went to Elder Baiya again.
After passing through the bamboo forest path, I arrived at the yard of Elder Bai Crow.
Long Xiaoshan heard the old voice of the Baiyao Elder: "Even if you beg me, it's useless. He was too seriously injured and his heart was damaged. I can't do anything about it. You should carry him away quickly."
There was a crying and begging sound inside.
Once Tuman's tribal warriors die, his women and children will immediately become the lowest-level people of the tribe, and they can only be slaves to other warriors to survive.
Long Xiaoshan pushed open the door and walked in: "Stop crying, I can save Tuman."
Elder Bai Crow looked up when he heard the sound and saw Long Xiaoshan, he was shocked: "Didn't you go to Jiluo Island?"
Long Xiaoshan said lightly: "Yes, I've been there, and I have found Yang Xuanzhi too."
Elder Baiya was shocked. When she saw Ling Xiaofu following Long Xiaoshan, she immediately believed Long Xiaoshan's words because Ling Xiaofu had already stood up.