The Mysterious Origin of Creation

Mi Luo was extremely sad. His father was killed by his uncle in front of him.

He wanted to rush forward to save his father from being killed, but according to the rules passed down by his ancestors, others could not interfere.

Mi Luo was ruthlessly held down. The tribesmen who used to be very gentle to him became very indifferent.

It made him feel strange.

Mi Luo could only watch his father being killed and could not do anything. If time passed a little more.

With the ‘Origin Sutra’, the ending could naturally be rewritten. However, after practicing the ‘Origin Sutra’ for two days, there was no way to compare with Mi Xian who had merged the blood of the demon god.

Mi Xian walked in front of Mi Luo with a very gentle demeanor. If he had not been stained with the blood of his eldest brother in the last moment, Mi Xian would still be Mi Luo’s good uncle, but all this could not be undone.

Mi Xian said gently: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. You can live well in the Chiyuan tribe."

After Mi Xian finished speaking, he looked around. Seeing his gaze, the people of the Chiyuan tribe lowered their eyes. They all saw how powerful Mi Xian was, more powerful than Mi Zhen, a kind of crushing power.

Mi Xian's momentum was overwhelming, and a strong momentum was pervasive. The people of the Chiyuan tribe felt the dangerous gaze, and even the man from the Shangming tribe who came on an eagle was jealous.

He couldn't compare to Mi Xian's strength. There were creatures more powerful than him in the Shangming tribe.

But under the deterrence of the prophet, they didn't dare to come to the Chiyuan tribe. Although they knew that the prophet had left, the residual power of the prophet still made them palpitate.

They were afraid that if they were not careful, they would die here inexplicably.

There are too many legends about the prophet. In the source tribe, he is the most mysterious existence. He has lived for an unknown number of years. When the source tribe was born, there were legends about the prophet.

The more powerful people of the Shangming tribe were naturally unwilling to come, so after much selection, they sent Qishan to come.

Qishan could not resist and could only come obediently.

Qishan did not fuse the blood of the demon god. The blood of the demon god was extremely precious, and ordinary people from the Shangming tribe could not get it.

After fusing the blood of the demon god, he naturally envied Mixian, who could obtain the precious blood of the demon god and gain extremely powerful power and extraordinary power.

Ordinary people in the tribe naturally did not need the blood of the demon god to win over, but the Chiyuan tribe was not ordinary. The prophet had lived here for a long time. Facing the mysterious prophet, naturally no one would underestimate him.

Qishan was extremely gentle and showed respect for the powerful existence. He said, "You should promote the glory of the Demon God in the tribe and stop saying anything about the greatness of the Ancestral God. Do you understand?"

Mi Xian nodded and said, "Of course, it was the Demon God who gave me the power. The Demon God is more powerful than the Ancestral God. My Chiyuan tribe is the Demon God's territory."

Qishan's tone suddenly turned cold and said, "You must remember your words. If you violate them, although I am not your opponent, there are more powerful beings than you in the Shangming tribe."

"Not a few. Even if our Shangming tribe is not good enough, there is a more powerful Tiandu tribe above our Shangming tribe. You must know that the Tiandu tribe The Lord is extremely powerful and can step into the starry sky and soar between the nine heavens. You must remember this. "

Mi Xian said seriously: "This is natural. The glory of the Demon God covers the world. I will do what I should do and lead the Chiyuan tribe to integrate into the glory of the Demon God. There will be no disobedience. "

Qishan's face turned better and said: "I didn't say what I said just now. I am just a messenger. Since you are already the patriarch of the Chiyuan tribe, you must not leave any trouble. Some people should not be soft-hearted just because they are young. "

After Qishan finished speaking, he walked to the divine eagle lying on the ground to rest. The divine eagle spread its wings and a strong wind was generated instantly, blowing the Chiyuan tribe into smoke and dust.

The divine eagle flew up to the sky in the blink of an eye, carrying the messenger away from the Chiyuan tribe. He wanted to go back and report that the prophet had really left.

The next step can be taken.

After the people of Shangming tribe left, Mi Luo walked sadly to the side of his father's body, his heart was filled with grief, and the whole person lay on his father's body.

His hand touched something in his father's arms, and when others were not paying attention, he took the jade token into his body.

Although he was still very sad at this time, he was relieved a little. This thing was too important. It contained the "Origin Sutra" passed down by the ancestor god. If this thing was obtained by others, it would soon spread. At that time.

The "Origin Sutra" would be used by tribes like Shangming and Tiandu, and could not be truly used by the people of the source tribe. This was undoubtedly what Miro was worried about.

At that time, it would undoubtedly be more difficult for him to fulfill his father's hope. Miro could deeply understand this.

The crowd dispersed one after another, and no one paid attention to him anymore.

He was the only one left around him in an instant.

It was dark.

Miro looked around, and he didn't feel sad just now. He looked around and went out very quickly. The Chiyuan tribe was now for him.

It was an extremely dangerous place. His uncle had bad intentions. If he stayed here, Miro suspected that he would die unclearly one day.

Now he has only one place to go, which is the wilderness. For other people from the Source Clan, going to the wilderness is undoubtedly extremely dangerous. People from the Source Clan go to the wilderness in groups and never alone.

But for Mi Luo, he often goes to the wild. He has a deep understanding of the dangers contained therein.

He is definitely not impulsive. He has the ‘Origin Sutra’ in his body. Only he and his father know this technique. If he is in the Chiyuan tribe, he must practice it.

But practicing the ‘Origin Sutra’ will have a different aura, which he cannot hide. Facing Mi Xian, who has merged the blood of the demon god, it is extremely dangerous.

If you go to the wild, it will be different. Facing the nature of heaven and earth, there may be dangers, but it will definitely allow him to grow for a longer time.

He didn't know that there was a different kind of brilliance on his body, which made him not noticed by the people of the Chiyuan tribe. Otherwise, it would not be easy to leave. Mi Xian, who had just become the patriarch, was very concerned about Mi Luo.

Naturally, he would not let him leave casually.

The next day.

Mi Xian saw that Mi Luo had left, and there was an inexplicable look in his eyes. He didn't know how Mi Luo left.

He had clearly sent someone to watch Mi Luo, but he didn't expect that he would leave right under his nose.

This surprised Mi Xian.