If you want to say that he has hatred for the stalks, he is even more than the young and vigorous young priest Hongjin. But he knew what to do if he wanted to destroy a tribe, instead of forcing a tribe of tens of thousands of people into a desperate situation like Hongjin, forcing the other party to drag himself into the water as well.

The best way to wipe out the Stubble tribe is to kill the patriarch Mug and the elite around him at once, and let most of the others have a way to live.

As long as Mug is dead, although there are still tens of thousands of tribes of the Straw people, these tribes will inevitably be torn apart, and the mountains will be lined up, and no one will be able to twist them into a rope again. Many people will defect to the Red Thorn Tribe, and eventually they will gradually be swallowed up by the Red Thorn Tribe. It may be a long process, but it's a lot safer.

As for the death of the patriarch and the great revenge, he could completely explain that it was an accident caused by the formation mechanism left by Hongjin. All the Red Thorns, including him, have been withdrawn from the Pig and Sheep Gorge in front of the stalks, and they have all been cleared of suspicion. Moreover, this rockfall array is indeed set up by Hongjin.

If the stubble man wants to vent his anger, he can hand over Hongjin's headless corpse and whipped the corpse as they want to vent his anger. Anyway, under the oppression of the beast tide, it will be a high probability event for the remaining stalks to defect to the Red Thorn Tribe and break up and defect to the Red Thorn Tribe.

Like a rock, Shaking Blood lay quietly on the edge of the cliff, watching the movement of the stubble team in the canyon. The only thing he had to be sure of was that Moog was within range of the falling rock, and there was no way to escape. This is how he can activate the formation. If Moog didn't die, it would have failed too unjustly.

The opportunity came just as he had imagined. The team led by Moog has reached the middle of the entire Pig and Sheep Gorge, which is also the middle section covered by the rockfall area. Assuming that the boulder collapsed under this series of explosions, even though Mug had the power of the Void Pill Seven Colors of Perfection, he would definitely not have time to escape.

He didn't hesitate any longer, and under the urging of a thought, a wisp of qi and blood power was injected into the eye-shaped formation of the traction stone in his hand.

He doesn't have the ability to see the eye like Gouju, and he can't see the changes in the spiritual line in the air. But he will be able to hear a series of loud bangs, countless boulders falling down and almost completely filling the entire canyon, and will also witness the beginning of the complete extinction of the Cang Straw tribe.

Even if he is as calm and calm as him, he is so excited that his palms are sweating at this time.

But what he expected did not happen. After the power of his qi and blood was fed into the traction stone, he was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no reaction at all. Heaven and earth remained silent like a dream.

His face changed slightly, and he tried to stimulate the traction stone to trigger the large array several times with the power of qi and blood, but the stone did not react. Gusts of snow whistled through the valley, as if mocking his embarrassment and stupidity. Sure enough, the sky is immortal?

Although the blood is extremely unwilling, there is nothing to be done. Now he has only one person, and he will never be able to assassinate Mug among ten thousand.

After thinking about it, he thought that it could only be that Hongjin, the young priest, was not good at the formation and made some kind of mistake when arranging the formation. A God-given opportunity, just inexplicably missed. He really wanted to resurrect Hongjin, a guy who thought he was smart and stupid, and then break his body to pieces.

What he didn't know was that the traction stones that were hidden under the snow and connected to the thunder and fire beads were all found one by one along the spiritual line, and they were touched away by the sheep. Since Longmu is a valuable array treasure, then these traction stones must also be as well. Of course he won't let it go.

Without the traction stone traction spirit machine, those thunder and fire beads in the stone crevice will no longer be able to be detonated, and the spirit will only gradually pass under the power of nature.

Finally Huang Xue swallowed this breath, and instead of watching his long-cherished enemy Mug pass through the Pig and Sheep Gorge, he disposed of the two corpses on the mountain, and then jumped forward, and his strong body melted into the background of the dark mountains and disappeared. The long night finally passed, and the dawn broke in the east.

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Lian Ling stood at the bow of the boat, Huang Lu and the nineteenth were on her left and right. She unfolded her consciousness and surveyed the situation ahead. Even if it was just a divine sense, she felt as if she had reached her hand on a red-hot iron plate.

Where the fire and water of the South Darkness meet, there is a layer of rock as thin as an eggshell. Because the lava is cooled by seawater and solidified, it is constantly destroyed and re-condensed by explosions of fire and water, and it is in a perpetual cycle of agitation.

The sky was covered with thick black clouds, without a trace of daylight. But the black clouds were filled with incessant lightning and never-ending thunder. It's as if there is no order of day and night here, but rather an infinite number of times in an instant.

The sea is like a boiling oil pan, with water on one side and oil on the other, and the furious explosions never end. The hot water, the smoke that erupted from the bottom of the sea, splashed in the air like a storm.

Clouds of fiery red lava erupted from the bottom of the sea, and then fell like meteors with long black tails.

A pale blue barrier was formed around the Lingfan Wind Boat, emitting an icy cold air, blocking the hot wave. As for the invasion of foreign objects such as splashing sea water or lava, they are blocked by the Pure Yang Array Wall.

But even so, the protective array was hit by the heat wave from time to time, and it was also a lot darker. In the midst of the storm, it seems that there is a possibility of collapse at any time.

Without the protection of the flying boat, even Lian Ling's Jindan body and the recovery power of Aoki Changshenggong would not be able to last long on this strange sea.

"Rise three hundred zhang, turn the rudder left, due southeast, full speed.

"Pure Yang Pill is 1,700 pieces, and Xuanyin Pill is 50 pieces. ”

Lian Ling gave the order succinctly. Huang Lu sat on the main seat of the formation, and with the ability of her eye array, she began to adjust the formation on the wind boat. The two eye of the wind began to speed up, and the wind blew up, blowing the entire wind boat upward, and adjusting the direction of the entire flying boat by taking advantage of the subtle difference in the strength of the left and right eye eyes.

Raising the ship away from the boiling sea can avoid the splashing waves and the bombardment of lava, saving a lot of elixir to drive the large ship protection circle.

The nineteenth counted the corresponding amount of pills from the immortal lotus, and threw them directly into a bronze tripod in the center of the ship like adding firewood. The huge spiritual power suddenly surged out in the ding, scattering in all directions, and the blue spiritual light protection enchantment around the wind boat condensed a lot.

After more than ten days of sailing, the sea surface has become a lot quieter, but at this time, there is no longer half a cent of sea water, but pure lava.

The sky was pitch black, and there was no more thunder and lightning. Bursts of blazing heat were all vertically upward, and the wind boat could levitate above the surface of the sea with little to no use of the power of the wind.

Although the sky was pure black, their ship was as bright as day, only the light was golden, illuminating everyone as strangely as gilded Buddha statues.

This is because the golden sea below stretches as far as the eye can see, like a pool of melted gold.

Although the golden sea is hot and the picture is distorted and changing, the surface is as calm as a lake in the middle of a summer breeze, except for the occasional ripples. It's as if you can easily pick up a handful of bright gold water.

Lian Ling held a compass in his hand, checking it from time to time, guiding Huang Lu to control the direction of the big ship.

This sea and the real sea are completely indistinguishable except for the different colors. No matter where the ship goes, it's almost exactly the same scene. The movement of the sun and moon in the sky is obscured, and there are no stars to refer to. Without this compass to show them the way, they would have been lost in this boundless south.

The compass in her hand is actually a blood-seeking disk commonly used by the Tree Clan. There was a trail of Deadwood Sakae's blood on it, and the pointer always pointed to Deadwood Sakae's direction.

This royalist elder of the Kino tribe was originally hiding in a dense forest in the extreme south, but was once again attacked by the killers sent by Banyan Qianzi. He fled all the way to the South Hellfire to escape the pursuit.

Before escaping, he left a blood-seeking compass of his own in the dense forest where he was originally hiding, and informed Lian Ling of the correct location through the sound transmission chamber. Because of this, Lian Ling was able to find his whereabouts through the blood search disk.

This is a strange place. Unless it is a strange creature that exists in the Southern Underworld, it is impossible for any outside creature to survive in the Southern Underworld for too long. Even Ling has a spirit sail and a flying boat, and he also needs to constantly invest in the elixir. Once the elixir is exhausted, it will also wipe out people and ships.

But it has been a full year since Deadwood Rong entered the Southern Underworld, and the finger of the blood-seeking disc in Lian Ling's hand is still firmly pointing to the south. This shows that he has actually stayed in the South Hellfire Sea for more than a year and has not died?

"This is it!" Lingfan Fengzhou was suspended only a foot above the sea, and slowly flew in a large circle, Lian Ling finally determined the position, and pointed to a sea surface. There is nothing special here, just a bright pool of golden water.

But the sea was not really seawater, but lava that had become indistinguishable from sea water because of the extremely high temperature, glowing intensely and constantly tumbling and bubbling.

"Here?" Huang Lu was taken aback, not knowing how to control the direction. Could it be that you want to fly directly into the lava?" Lian Ling's next words made her gasp: "Three hundred Xuanyin Pills." Sink a thousand feet!"