Not only the corpse of the huge Rotten Bone Demon Scorpion in front of him, but even those smaller Rotten Bone Demon Scorpions are not bad, and they can still be used if they find a part of it.

After sorting out the things in front of him, Ming Jiutian glanced at the topographic map of the Morton clan again, as long as he crossed this sea of sand, it was the location of the Nu tribe.

At this time, after seeing the scorpion pattern on the map, Ming Jiutian understood in his heart that this meant the location of the Rotten Bone Demon Scorpion.

But looking further ahead, I saw a mark of an eagle's head, which was probably the big vulture that had been buried in the hands of the Rotten Bone Demon Scorpion before.

Since the big vulture is dead, it means that there is already a flat river ahead, as long as you go in a straight line, it will take less than half a day to reach the location of the Nu tribe.

After figuring out this, Ming Jiutian put away the map and embarked on the journey to the Nu tribe again.

Half a day later, a city appeared in front of Ming Jiutian's eyes, the city wall was hundreds of meters high, and a majestic palace was located in the city, which was very conspicuous from a distance, and it must be the core area of the Morton clan.

When it was still a kilometer away from the gate of the Nu tribe, Ming Jiutian stopped, it seemed that this Nu tribe was quite strict.

Seeing this situation, Ming Jiutian decisively took out the corpse of a rotten bone demon scorpion, grabbed a handful of blood from the corpse and smeared it on his body, and then carried the rotten bone demon scorpion and walked towards the door.

"Listen to all the passers-by, tomorrow is the big day of our people's grand ceremony, and you must be subject to the strictest inspection," shouted the guard in charge of the inspection.

It is estimated that this person should be a captain of the guard, looking at the appearance of this person shouting five and six, Ming Jiutian glanced at it roughly, which is equivalent to the strength of the early stage of the Holy Emperor, if Ming Jiutian is bent on concealing his breath, he will not be able to find out with this person's strength.

Finally, it was the turn of the plate to find out the nine heavens, and the captain of the guard at the city gate stared at Ming Jiutian for a long time, his eyes full of doubts.

In the demon clan, there are indeed very few men like Ming Jiutian who are no taller than two meters, but it doesn't mean that there are none.

"What do you see, do you want to see the venom of the Rotten Bone Demon Scorpion" Ming Jiutian pretended to be angry and shook the Rotten Bone Demon Scorpion on his shoulder.

The demon people have to speak like this, they must have a good image, and the captain of the guard in charge of the investigation saw the rotten bone demon scorpion on Ming Jiutian's shoulder and hurriedly took a few steps back, which shows how powerful the murderous reputation of the rotten bone scorpion venom is.

"This big brother, the Rotten Bone Demon Scorpion is a very dangerous thing, isn't it a bit of a bit for you to swagger through the market like this..."

The captain of the guard stared at the rotten bone demon scorpion behind Ming Jiutian in horror, if the demon scorpion's venom was missing in the tribe, then he couldn't afford to eat it.

"What is this, to tell you the truth, I am a friend of your young master Mo Wu, and I came here today to participate in that ceremony, oh, this is a gift" Ming Jiutian said and pointed to the rotten bone demon scorpion on his shoulder.

"It turns out that you are a guest who came to watch the ceremony, your gift is really too valuable, please inside" The captain of the guard very politely brought Ming Jiutian into the city.

After putting away the corpse of the rotten bone demon scorpion, Ming Jiutian felt that it was better not to wander around the street easily, and it was better to find a place to stay first.

Looking at the same prosperous streets as the Dark Moon Tribe, Ming Jiutian walked towards the city again, and now the masters of the Nu Yue tribe are gathered, and when the time comes, people can see the clues, and the things that follow will not be easy to do.

There is a saying that Da Yin is hidden in the city, which is probably the truth, there was nothing to do all night, and the next morning and tomorrow nine days changed into clean clothes and walked to the street again.

Anyway, now that I've slipped into the city, it doesn't matter what role I want to attend the Morton Festival.

I walked all the way and inquired all the way, and soon came to the gate of the palace complex, and it seemed that Ming Jiutian's guess was indeed correct.

This is the core area of the Morton clan, looking at the crowd in front of the gate to watch the ceremony, Ming Jiutian naturally squeezed in.

"Dare to ask this friend, who are..."

The steward in charge of registration at the entrance of the palace looked at Ming Jiutian and asked suspiciously.

"Nine Lonely Souls, this is my gift," Ming Jiutian finished speaking and threw the corpse of a rotten bone demon scorpion on the table.

As a result, as soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted everyone's attention, and for a while, all the people involved in the management talked about it, and they didn't understand what their demon clan was holding a grand ceremony and the people of the Nine Shadows clan came to do.

"Nine Shadows and One Vein?"

The steward at the door was also stunned when he heard this, and he didn't expect Morton to invite people from Jiuyou to hold a grand ceremony.

"What? Not welcome? Ming Jiutian frowned, and he looked angry.

"Welcome, welcome, friend of Jiuyou, that's the distinguished guest of our clan," the steward at the door hurriedly agreed with a smile on his face.

The fierce reputation of the Nine Shadows clan is not only used in the human race, but even in the demon world, everyone knows that the demon people have always been rude and not very good-tempered.

But it is still not enough to see in front of the Nine Shadows and One Pulse, and in the eyes of the people of the Nine Shadows and One Pulse, there is always only one way to solve the problem.

That is to kill and be killed, so when they heard Ming Jiutian say that the Nine Ghosts and Lonely Souls were a little jealous.

Ming Jiutian glanced at the steward at the door, as if he was intimidating or warning, and then walked towards the palace, and he walked specifically towards a place with few people.

It's just that this palace complex is really a bit big, more than twice the size of the Darkmoon Clan's building complex.

Finding someone in such a big place has to be said without being able to use spiritual sense, so I can only find it slowly.

After a while, Ming Jiutian actually saw Mo Wuji, who had met a few days ago, and saw a person who looked like an entourage whispering a few words in his ear.

Then the two of them sneakily walked towards the back of the palace complex, and Ming Jiutian quietly followed behind when he saw this.

After following all the way, the two walked into a tower-like building, and there were many guards patrolling the doorway.

At first glance, you know that there must be something very important here, and it is not suitable to do it right now, and you have to wait to know what is inside.

As a result, the two of them came back out after a while, and returned to the previous building.

But Ming Jiutian didn't follow, what he had to do now was to find out where Haoye was hiding as soon as possible.

After a while, there were bursts of cheers from the back, and the descendants of the Angry Tribes were also in full swing, and it seemed that the homecoming ceremony held by the Morton clan had begun.

At this time, the middle-aged man who had been with Mo Wuluo before came back again, strange, didn't this person follow Mo Wuluo all the time?

I didn't participate in such an important ceremony, but went in the opposite direction, and I was tired, and Ming Jiutian thought to myself.

"Steward, the ceremony is about to start, aren't you going to watch the ceremony?" At this time, the busy subordinates saw this middle-aged man who had been with Mo Wujie before and greeted him warmly.

"You guys go, the fifth young master beware that the people of the Dark Moon clan will come to save people on the occasion of the family ceremony, I am a little worried, I will check it again" The steward said and continued to walk inside.

Once again, after making sure that there was no one around, Ming Jiutian quietly followed up, hid his breath, and followed behind the steward not far away.

As he walked, he seemed to sense someone behind him, and when he turned around, he found that there was nothing.

Evil door, obviously feeling that there was someone behind him, the steward shook his head, and then he suddenly turned around.

For some reason, no matter which side he turned, he felt someone behind him, and I don't know if he felt something wrong.