Volume 3 Adventures in the Eastern Desert

Chapter 299: Xuanmu Ancestor

There is such a big commotion in this place, I definitely can't stay any longer, and my sea of knowledge has also recovered, so let's leave here first.

He put the medicinal herbs away again, looked around and didn't miss anything, and this time carried the ant man out of the cave.

Dannu stood respectfully at the entrance of the cave and waited, the two came directly to the island, he made a move with his right hand, the two black dots disappeared, turned around and flicked his fingers into the dark sea, "boom" a violent sound, after a burst of water columns, the sea surface returned to calm.

He hesitated slightly, and with a wave of his right hand, a small white jade car appeared in the air, with four wheels with grooves in the four corners, and a small cyan roof on it, which was densely engraved with countless patterns.

This is exactly the windmill he got from Kun Shao in the Jiebei Continent, and he didn't sacrifice it last time when he and Hu Xi ran for their lives, after all, he didn't trust her too much at that time, if the matter of this windmill was spread to Jiebei, he would have personally experienced the powerful tyranny.

He sat on the cart in a flash, and with a wave of his hand, four high-grade spirit stones were inserted into the groove, and Danu did not dare to slack off, and stood directly behind his master.

The surrounding scene blurred, and in the blink of an eye, the island was gone. Danu was horrified in his heart, this kind of speed was not what he could imagine at all, and the average Yuanying power was at most this speed.

Yao Ze is also the first time to use this flying magic weapon, but this speed is about the same as his full speed, and now he has mastered the third change of "Kunpeng Nine Changes", he has not had time to continue to comprehend, if he masters the fourth change, his talent instinct "tears the space" and then understands it deeply, it is estimated that the speed is not comparable to this windmill.

The windmill kept speeding eastward on the dark sea, and after half a day, a second-level demon beast bloodthirsty shark was swimming aimlessly in the dark sea, and there seemed to be a flash of white light in the sky overhead.

It shook its huge mouth in confusion, this white light didn't know what it was, "plop", suddenly there was a sound on the sea, as if something in front of it had fallen into the sea, less than a foot away from it. Before it could see clearly, an inexplicable coercion came, and the powerful aura made it dare not move.

This sea area belongs to its territory, and no high-level demon beast will come to seize this place, although this bloodthirsty shark is only a second-level shark, it has already opened its mind, and it does not even dare to have a sense of resistance against the absolute crushing of this realm.

It cowered in fear in the sea, its giant lantern-like eyes widened, hoping that the terrible breath would leave as soon as possible, but it backfired, and two full days passed, and the huge breath remained in place, not moving.

Could it be that this powerful being wants to stay here for long? But why didn't he move?

Another day passed, the bloodthirsty shark couldn't help it, its thick tail wagged, the sea surface fluctuated, and nothing happened, could it be ......

The demon beast that opened its mind was not much better than a human, and slowly a wave of excitement enveloped its entire mind, it tried its best to widen its eyes, the eyes of the creature in front of it were closed, and the powerful aura had not fluctuated for three days, and it seemed that it had lost its life characteristics.

Eastern Desert Continent, Da Shan Slope.

The huge underground palace stretches for hundreds of miles, and this is the gathering place of the ant people. In the deepest part of the earth, in a cave with a radius of several feet, hundreds of oil lamps were quietly lit on several rows of high platforms, and an old ant tribe sat in the doorway and was drowsy.

Suddenly, there was a "bang" sound, which was particularly piercing in the depths of the earth. The ant-tribesman woke up suddenly, opened his dim eyes, and looked at the oil lamps on the high platform, which seemed to be nothing unusual.

He just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but suddenly his eyes froze, and he quickly got up and ran to the highest point of the high platform, where an oil lamp had just been extinguished, and it was emitting curling green smoke.

A terrible cry echoed throughout the cavern, and soon several of the retreat leaders were alarmed, and they gathered in the dimly lit cavern, looking at the oil lamp that had been completely extinguished, and looked at each other.

The oil lamp here represents the life of the ant people above the foundation period, and when every ant person cultivates beyond the foundation building period, they will leave a trace of divine consciousness attached to the oil lamp, and as long as the life is still there, the oil lamp will not be extinguished.

Now that an oil lamp at the highest point here has been extinguished, it means that this clansman has fallen, but this clansman is not an ordinary person, he is not only the current patriarch of his clan, but more importantly, the younger brother of the ancestor of his clan, what kind of bloody rain will his fall bring, several people present shuddered.

This matter must be reported to the two ancestors immediately, but who will go? Several Jindan powerhouses complimented each other, and finally decided to draw lots.

After a pillar of incense, a bitter-faced ant tribe dressed in purple had to fly towards the two largest palaces, and the apprehension in his heart rose and fell like this big slope.

At the top of the palace sat a majestic old man dressed in black, the two tentacles on the top of his head were as thick as fingers, his tightly closed lips could not block the two cold teeth, and his sparse beard was a little curled.

The depression in the main hall seemed to be able to drip water, and the purple-clothed ant tribesman lay on the ground, not daring to move.

Finally, a cold voice sounded over the main hall, "When did it happen?"

"Back to the ancestor, it takes less than half an hour. ”

"Immediately arrange for someone to set up the Huangquan Phantom Array, Ancestor, I will personally preside over it, I want to see who killed my brother!"

Soon the nine Jindan powerhouses and the thirty-six ant clansmen in the foundation building period sat cross-legged in the square in front of the main hall according to the direction, the Xuanju ancestor was dressed in black, standing in the center of the square, with his gestures turning, all the ant clansmen present followed the seal with their hands, and soon there were aura fluctuations around.

With the passage of time, the aura of the entire square has become violent and abnormal, an hour later, the standing Xuanju Ancestor has a solemn face, his right hand is pointing at each other, and a huge light curtain appears above the square, and the light curtain shows a dark sea, and a figure is lying quietly on the sea.

Everyone in the square was in their hearts, and this lying figure was their Xuanmu patriarch, but at this time, no one dared to speak, and the law of both hands was still fighting.

Xuanju Old Ancestor was expressionless, although his hands did not stop, his eyes were like a sharp blade, passing through the light curtain and staring at the dark sea tightly.

The Xuanmu patriarch was lying down, and suddenly a huge head appeared in the sea around him, the blood basin mouth was wide open, two rows of shiny sharp teeth, the sea shook for a while, and the Xuanmu patriarch disappeared directly.

Everyone couldn't help but be taken aback, "Bloodthirsty Shark!"

The surrounding aura fluctuated, and the light curtain slowly dissipated into the air.

There was a deathly silence in the square, and the nine Jindan powerhouses could see at a glance that the bloodthirsty shark had not yet reached the stage of knotting, that is, it was at most a third-level demon beast, but why was the Xuanmu Patriarch eaten by it motionless?

However, no one dared to raise the question in their hearts, everyone bowed their heads and sat quietly on the square, and the Xuanju Ancestor did not move at all, and he didn't seem to figure out why.

A whole day passed, although everyone was uneasy in their hearts, but no one urged the ancestor, and whoever came out at this time would have to bear the ancestor's anger.

Another day passed, and although everyone was strange in their hearts, they were also becoming more and more frightened, and just as everyone was thinking crankily in their hearts, a sudden exclamation broke the dead silence of the square.

Everyone was shocked, this guy who didn't know whether to live or die should not bother everyone, and hurriedly looked up, a young ant monk was sitting there with a surprised face, but found that the black shadow in the middle of the square had long disappeared.

Everyone couldn't help but look at each other, this ancestor didn't stay here at all, and he didn't know who took the lead, everyone dispersed in a hurry, but since then, no one has mentioned the shortest-serving patriarch in the history of the ant clan.

In addition to those races with a large number of people, there are also some other small ethnic groups in the Eastern Desert Continent, just like the Weijiao Clan, which occupy some very small territories on this land and live extensively, and the Long-eared Clan is one of them.

Luo Yu Valley is located in the southeast of the Eastern Desert Continent, and Yao Ze and the others came here after more than three months of flying.

Ever since they sealed the ant-people in a state of suspended animation, and threw him directly near a bloodthirsty shark, they drove the windmill all the way east along the dark sea, and according to Nadannu's instructions, the windmill stopped in a canyon.

It's just like a small mountain stream, it's not more than ten miles long from north to south, and the deepest part is only more than a hundred zhang, and the canyon in the north of the boundary can't be compared, and the ghost tomb is in this canyon.

The whole canyon is quiet, there is not even a single wind, and the slopes on both sides are also bare, giving people a desolate feeling. Yao Ze and the others stayed above this canyon for a while, and then continued on their way.

It's been three or four years since he was separated from the fox clan, and he doesn't know how the battle with the Jade Fox clan is going, if everything goes well, he will have to leave this Eastern Desert Continent with the help of the power of the fox clan's ancestor.

Changzhou Island, the habitat of the fox tribe, is in the secluded sea more than 20,000 miles southeast of the Eastern Desert Continent, and according to Dannu's proposal, they came to the Luoyuan Valley, the gathering place of the Long-eared tribe.

Although the Long-eared Clan can only be regarded as a small race in the Eastern Desert Continent, the people of the clan are all long-sleeved and good at dancing, and the entire Luo Ring Valley is like a large trading market.

Survival in any way is determined by strength, although the ancestor with the highest cultivation in the long-eared clan is not a Jindan powerhouse, he can mix well in this Eastern Desert Continent, and it is said that there is a shadow of the Shenzhou Continent behind him.

No one has studied the authenticity of this matter, and the people of all ethnic groups in this valley are very lively, and they are not far behind than the city of Naba Lingfang.

Yao Ze led the finch to stroll through the wide street, Dannu followed closely behind, and from time to time a waiter with a pair of big ears came forward to greet him.

The finch was full of curiosity about what was in front of her, and from time to time let out a burst of exclamations. Yao Ze touched the bow refined by the golden cypress on her head, and with his powerful divine sense, he couldn't see anything abnormal, and he wouldn't find anything out of those Yuan Infant powers.