(797 carelessly ruined the hundred-year-old plan, be careful to make the 10,000-year-old ship)

The tribesmen of the Windchase tribe were quickly evacuated. The entire camp became empty.

The main tent was unlit and looked dark. All the people inside should have fallen asleep.

More than 500 young warriors of the Windchaser Tribe guarded the main tent, but it was still hundreds of paces away. They didn't dare to get too close, for fear that any movement would affect the water surface of the gods.

They are genuinely here to protect the safety of these gods. Most of the tribesmen of the Wind tribe are honest and upright. They are grateful to these gods who saved them from the Nightmare attack.

They were instructed that if the Dust Nightmare attacked again, they would resist to the death to protect the gods.

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

But their leader, Condusi, knew what was going on.

The patriarchs and elders hoped to hold these gods back for a while with five hundred lives before they succeeded in unsealing the Nightmare Beast, so that they would not intervene to stop the Nightmare Beast's unsealing.

What will they do next? Bring the Nightmare Beast to force these gods to erase their memories? And then it was time for the war.

A thought churned in Condusi's mind. That is, he simply rushed directly into the main tent and gave these gods an eviction order as the master.

Maybe they will leave as his master asks, and the matter will be gone.

If they really didn't leave, he would simply take five hundred young cultivators from the tribe to surround them and use them as human shields to prevent the two sides from starting a war.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, strode quickly, and hurried towards the main tent.

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

With a pop, a python the thickness of a bowl wrapped around his feet had broken off.

But at the same time, he felt cold behind him, and another python of about the same thickness had been wound from behind his back for some time, and it rolled across his neck, like a huge hand choking his neck.

He was about to struggle again, when the shadow in front of him staggered like a huge python, and said in a low and stern voice:

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

This man was none other than his father, Khambai, the old patriarch of the Windchaser Tribe. His hair was still snow-white, and his face was wrinkled like the rings of a tree.

But his body seemed to grow tall and soft. He could already partially borrow the power of his Nightmare Beast Devouring Python.

"You all withdraw to the hidden camp in the Red Moon Valley, bring the young patriarch over there as well, tie it up, and don't let him shout. Elder Angao, you are in charge of watching him tonight. ”

Combay threw Conducy to the young man who was guarding the outside.

These people are all Condusi's subordinates, but they can't help but listen to the words of the patriarch of Condusi. They could only gag Condusi's mouth and tie him up, and they were led away by Elder Angao.

Many dark shadows silently walked out of the dense forest, all of them beastmasters who had regained the Nightmare Beast. They can summon the Nightmare Beast at any time, but at the cost of the first Blood Sacrifices.

If there were no sacrifices, the fact that these beasts were summoned would have done a lot of damage to them who had just woken up.

Except for Condusi, who almost made a mess, there is still a deathly silence around the main tent, and the other party doesn't notice it at all.

Khambay could even faintly hear the calm breathing of the people inside, still asleep.

He took out a jade piece and injected some of the qi and blood power he had absorbed from the Nightmare Beast's body. Immediately, a circle of red aura flashed around the entire main tent.

This huge circular main tent is not the traditional dwelling of Chafeng, but a royal tent built by the Sija people especially for the dust people.

The Pure Yang Array around the main tent was very powerful, not only preventing the enemy from attacking from the outside, but also preventing the people inside from coming out.

Kang Bai smiled confidently, walked up, touched his chest with his hand according to the etiquette of the northern frontier, bowed slightly, and said loudly:

"O gods from the south, something happened to our tribe tonight that is inconvenient to spread out. I implore the gods to erase all memories of this matter.

"Otherwise, in the future, we will cause the gods to get involved in trouble, and we will not be able to escape the blame for our death. ”

There was a burst of laughter from inside. A young man smiled and replied, "Ten thousand deaths?" ”

Kangbai's face changed, and a sneer flashed on his face. The other party is arrogant to the point of madness, completely trapped in his own prison, and he doesn't even know whether he is alive or dead. He held the jade piece tightly in his hand and injected a wisp of qi and blood power again.

I heard a muffled bang, and a violent white light erupted from the main tent.

He had anticipated this time when he had arranged the accommodation for these southerners, and the tent had already been arranged.

If the explosion had been so violent that it had happened directly in their tribe's camp, it would have leveled a radius of one mile. But because there was also a strong pure yang shield outside the main tent, the power of the explosion was gathered inside the shield.

The fierce light of the fire rolled within the hemispherical shield, but it could not break through, forming a bright hemisphere in front of them that was bright enough to illuminate the night sky, and then quickly dimmed again.

When the fire in the hemisphere disappeared, it turned into a thick cloud of smoke and dust that wriggled inside the hemispherical shroud like a sticky soup.

Combay removed the shield. If these so-called gods have been destroyed, then the abundant qi and blood and spiritual energy released from these "thick soups" will be the best food for their nightmare beasts.

If they don't die, then it is just right for them to be seriously injured as sacrifices.

However, he then glanced away with the Sky Swallowing Python's divine sense, but he was taken aback. Because there is almost nothing there but real dust and smoke.

On a towering mountain peak nearby, surrounded by a cloud of Yin Dan treacherous aura, Gou Zhu felt the Blue Cold Spirit Puppet rushing from the dense forest, and a small piece of Blood Spirit Stone had already been prepared in his hand.

When the slippery creature jumped into the palm of his hand, he shoved the Blood Spirit Stone into its mouth surrounded by tentacles.

"You're really right, that old man named Logai not only has murderous intent, but also colludes with the dust people. He said to Song Lan next to him.

When Logai was at the door of their tent, Song Lan read the weirdness in his heart. When Gou Zhu passed, he attached the Blue Han Spirit puppet to the instep of the old man.

At that time, this old man was still a real old man, without any supernatural powers, and of course it was impossible to sense the existence of the Blue Han Spirit Puppet.

The old man didn't really care about their murderous intent. But the backing of the entire Windchaser tribe is very important.

If this large tribe with hundreds of thousands of tribesmen, located in the Dongdu Mountain Range, and only fifty miles away from the wind capital, betrayed, the pressure on the wind capital would not be half a star.

When the Nightmare Beast was released and these people regained their supernatural powers, Gou Zhu made the Blue Han Spirit Golem leave Logai's instep in time, just watching from a distance.

"There's something wrong with the tent, too. Although Gou Zhu was not stunned, the thoughts of these Feng Clan people also made him feel cold in his heart.

It was clear that he had rescued a lot of WindClan, but these people turned around and sent him to a trap. No matter where you are, no matter how much strength you crush, you have to be careful.

On the other side, Khambay and all his beast masters were taken aback. There was still someone talking in the tent, but now there was no one left? Could it be that they were all shattered in the explosion?

It's impossible. Kangdu suddenly felt the temperature around him drop sharply. A chill came silently. It's that large-scale cold escape spell again!

Looking back, he saw the young Taoist who was wearing a dark blue robe like the night sky, and his whole body exuded the light of the bright moon.

His head was tied with a scarf, his appearance was as clear as a fairy, his demeanor was elegant, and he walked out of the dense forest with a snow-white sword in his hand.

"I'll deal with him. ”

Logai took a step forward, then another step. With each step he took, a flaming fireball appeared in the air.

Each of these clumps was several feet in size, and scattered with a blazing light, swimming around him in the air like fish.

The appearance of the firelight offset some of the cold qi, and all the beast masters of the Wind Chaser Division, including Kangbai, recovered a lot of qi and blood that were originally condensed by the cold qi.

"Go find all of them, and don't run away with any of them. Logai muttered as he walked. In his heart, he was quite remorseful for his carelessness.

The people in the main tent had already run away, and he didn't even notice the eyeliner he had planted?

In this case, it may not be easy for them to find out and kill all these southerners. Dongdu Mountain is so big, whether they hide or pull their legs to escape from the wind, it is very easy.

After thinking about it, he added: "Patriarch, it seems that we have to do it in advance. ”

What he said about moving ahead of time was to quickly take the garrison of the Fengguo army on Dongdu Mountain, and then attack and submit to other tribes overnight. It's a rush, but there's no way around it.

Kangbai nodded, then scattered with the beast masters, and disappeared into the dense forest.

Gou Zhu looked at these strange fire balls floating in the air with some curiosity. He was very curious about the way the people of Northern Xinjiang domesticated strange beasts for cultivation.

"This is the Nightmare Beast?"