Record of Chaos

(797 　 ruined the Hundred Years Plan, be careful to make the Wannian Ship)

　　 The tribesmen of Zhufeng Tribe were quickly evacuated. The entire camp became empty.

　　 There is no light on the main account, and it looks completely dark. All the people inside should have fallen asleep.

　　 More than five hundred young warriors from the Wind-Chasing Tribe guard the main tent, but there are still hundreds of steps away from the main tent. They dare not get too close, for fear that movement will affect the surface of the gods.

　　 They are sincere to protect the safety of these gods. Most of the tribesmen of the Wind Tribe are honest and honest. They are sincerely grateful to these gods who rescued them during the nightmare attack.

　　The order they got was that if the nightmare of the dust tribe came again, they must resist desperately to protect the safety of these gods.

　　If the gods want to leave this place, they must do their best to stop it. Because it is not safe outside.

　　 But their leader Kandussi knew what was going on.

　　 The patriarchs and elders hope that before they successfully unblock the Nightmare, they will use 500 lives to hold these gods for a period of time, lest they take action to prevent the Nightmare from being unblocked.

　　 What will they do next? Bring the nightmare to persecute these gods to erase the memory? The gods cannot accept it. Then there was war.

　　 Kang Duxi thought repeatedly in his heart. That is, he rushed directly into the main account, and gave these gods a guest order as a master.

　　 Maybe they will take the initiative to leave at the request of his master, and this matter will disappear.

　　 If they really couldn't leave, he would simply take five hundred young people from the tribe to surround the surrounding area, and act as a human shield to prevent the two sides from starting a war.

　　 Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, and walked quickly to the main account.

　　 But he only took two steps and he felt his body stagnate, as if his feet were being pulled by something. As he looked down, the sharp blade was already in his hand, and he cut it down without hesitation!

　　 With a chuckle, a bowl-thick python entangled his feet has been cut off.

But at the same time, he felt cold behind his back, and another python of almost the thickness did not know when it had entangled from behind and rolled across his neck, like a huge hand strangling his neck. Living.

　　 He was about to struggle again, and the shadow in front of him swayed upright like a giant python, and said in a low and stern voice:

　　 "Don't let me doubt your loyalty to the tribe!"

　　 This man is his father, Kang Bai, the old patriarch of the Zhufeng tribe. His hair is still snow-white, and his face is full of wrinkles like tree rings.

　　 But his body seemed to be tall and soft. He can already partially borrow the power of his Nightmare Swallowing Nightmare Python.

　　 "You all withdraw to the hidden camp in the Red Moon Valley, take the Young Patriarch there too, tie it up, and don't let him shout. Elder An Gao, you are responsible for watching him tonight."

　　 Kang Bai threw Kang Duxi to the guarded young man.

　　 These people are all under Kangduxi, but they have to listen to what the patriarch Kangbai said. They could only gagged Condussi's mouth and bound, led by Elder An Gao and left.

　　 Many dark shadows walked out of the dense forest silently, all of them were the beast masters who regained the nightmare. They can summon the Nightmare Beast at any time, but the price paid is the sacrifice of the first blood sacrifice.

　　 If there were no sacrifices, the fact that these nightmares were summoned out itself would have no small harm to them who had just awakened.

　　 Except that Kang Duxi almost made a mess, the surrounding area of ​​the main account is still deadly silent so far, and the other party has not noticed it at all.

　　 Kangbai could even vaguely hear the peaceful breathing of those people who were still asleep inside.

　　 He took out a jade piece, and injected part of the energy and blood that he had drawn from the nightmare into it. A circle of red aura suddenly appeared around the entire main account.

　　 This huge round main tent is not a traditional residence for Zhufeng, but a king tent specially built by the Xijia people for the Chen people.

　　 The pure sun formation around the main account is very powerful, not only can prevent the enemy from attacking from the outside, but also prevent the people inside from coming out.

　　Kangbai smiled confidently, stepped up, stroked his chest with his hand in the manner of Beijiang, bowed slightly, and said loudly:

　　 "You gods from the south, something inconvenient to spread has happened in our tribe tonight. I implore the gods to erase their memories of this matter.

　　 "Otherwise, the gods will be involved in trouble because of our affairs in the future, and my generation will die."

There was a burst of free laughter from inside 　　. A young man smiled and replied: "A thousand deaths? You can die now."

　　 Kangbai's expression changed, and a sneer flashed across his face. The other party was arrogant and arrogant to the point of madness, completely trapped in his own jail, and he didn't even know how to live or die. He held the jade piece tightly in his hand, and injected a ray of energy and blood again.

　　 There was only a muffled bang, and a fierce white light broke out in the main account.

　　 He had anticipated this time when arranging accommodation for these southerners, and the arrangement had already been made in the account.

　　 If the violent degree of the explosion happened directly at their tribe’s camp, it would probably razed a radius of one mile to the ground. But because there was a strong pure sun shield outside the main tent, the power of the explosion was gathered in the shield.

　　 The fierce firelight rolled in the hemispherical shield, but couldn't break through, forming a bright hemisphere enough to illuminate the night sky in front of them, and then quickly dimmed.

　　 After the fire in the hemisphere disappeared, it turned into dense smoke and dust, wriggling in the hemispherical shield like a thick soup.

　　 Kangbai removed the shield. If these so-called gods have been destroyed, then the rich blood and spiritual energy released from these "thick soup" will be their nightmare's best food.

　　If they didn't die, it would be just right for them to be sacrificed.

　　 However, he swallowed the heavenly nightmare python's divine consciousness and left, but was taken aback. Because there is almost nothing but real dust and smoke.

　　 On a towering mountain nearby, surrounded by a cloud of Yin Dan, he felt the blue cold spirit puppet rushing from the dense forest, with a small blood spirit stone in his hand.

　　 When this greasy fellow jumped into his palm, he stuffed the blood spirit stone into its mouth surrounded by its tentacles.

　　 "You are right, the old man named Luo Ge not only has the intent to kill, but also colludes with the dust people." He said to Song Lan next to him.

　　 When Luo Cai was at the door of their tent, Song Lan read the strangeness in his heart. When he passed by, he easily attached the blue cold puppet to the old man's instep.

　　 At that time, the old man was still a real old man, without any magical power, of course it was impossible to feel the existence of the blue cold puppet.

　　 The old man is not very concerned about their murderous intent. But the back of the Zhufeng tribe is very important.

　　 If this large tribe with hundreds of thousands of tribesmen dominating the Winterdu Mountains and only fifty miles away from the wind betrays, the pressure on Fengdu would not be even a little bit.

　　 When the Nightmare beast was released and these people regained their magical powers, he quickly let the Lan Han puppet leave Luo Gai's instep, just watching from a distance.

　　 "There really is a problem with the tent." Although the goblin was not embarrassing, the thoughts of these Feng Clan people also made him chill.

　　 It was obvious that he had rescued many Feng Clan people, but these people turned around and sent him into a trap. No matter where you are, no matter how your strength is crushed, you have to be careful.

　　 On the other side, Kang Bai and all the Beast Masters under him were taken aback. Someone was talking in the tent just now, but now there is no one? Are they all crushed in the explosion?

This is impossible. Condu suddenly felt the surrounding temperature drop sharply. A chill came quietly. It's that large-scale cold escape again!

　　 Looking back, he saw the young Taoist who was wearing a dark blue robe like the night sky and exuding the light of the moon.

　　His head is a happy towel, his appearance is as clear as an immortal, and his demeanor is elegant, holding a snow-white long sword ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and walked out of the dense forest.

　　 "I will deal with him."

　　 Luo should take a step forward, and then take another step. With every step he took, a burning ball of fire appeared in the air.

　　 Each of these **** is a few feet in size, and glows hot all around, swimming around him like fish in the air.

The appearance of 　　 the fire light offset part of the cold air, and all the wind chasing Beastmasters, including Kang Bai, recovered a lot of the blood that had been stagnated by the cold air.

　　 "Hurry up and find all of them, don't run away one." Luo Gai muttered as he walked. His carelessness was quite regretful in his heart.

　　 The person in the main tent has already ran away, but he didn't notice the eyeliner he put in?

　　 In this case, it might not be easy for them to find out and kill all these southerners. Dongdu Mountain is so big, whether they hide or fling back to the wind is easy.

　　 After thinking for a while, he added: "My patriarch, it seems that you have to do it in advance."

　　 What he said to do in advance is to quickly take down the station of the Feng Guojun on the Dongdu Mountain, and then attack and submit to other tribes overnight. This is quite hasty, but there is no alternative.

　　Kangbai nodded, and dispersed with the beast masters, and disappeared in the dense forest.

　　 Gouzhu looked a little curiously at these weird fireballs floating in the air. He was very curious about the way the people from northern Xinjiang tamed strange beasts for cultivation.

　　 "This is the Nightmare?"