The water in the Sun Dou Realm is very deep.

Zhan Changfeng didn't insist on exploring, she wouldn't stay here for long, since she was sure that the Sun King would take care of Mu Qingyun, she only needed to take advantage of this free time to give the method of thinking to the child, and then she could go to the Divine Ruins with confidence, and by the way, find a way out for herself to leave this world.

Soon after, the herald of the dynasty brought the news of the opening of the Shenxu to this small tribe, and Ruyao had a small population and low strength, with only one place.

When Zhan Changfeng went to apply, Wu Ling's smile was much more sincere, and then Mu Qingwan explained worriedly that the people in the tribe who went to the Divine Ruins never came back.

"I won't necessarily come back if I went. Zhan Changfeng said, "You have to be careful yourself, after the tribe's spiritual deterrence is profound, you can go to other tribes to study." ”

Study tours are a custom of Saya whereby tribal witches allow them to go to other sun totem tribes to learn totemism.

Mu Qingwan nodded, and then mentioned, "That herald inquired about your origin in the tribe, and everyone said that you were allowed by the Sun King to settle here, and I was worried that the Sun Saint Son's side would be unfavorable to you." ”

"How can he be the leader of one party, with the relationship of the Sun King, he will not blatantly deal with you, nor will he blatantly deal with me. ”

After arranging the plan for Mu Qingyun for the next period of time, Zhan Changfeng left the oasis with his identity certificate and tribal quota qualifications.

Mu Qingwan and Mu Qingyun looked at her in the distance, as if they had said goodbye to an old time, and all they remembered were warmth and melancholy. The rest of the way is up to them.

There is still a month before the opening of the Divine Ruins, and there is no need to rush at the speed of Zhan Changfeng, she has to go and find the white fox back first.

Two months ago, she used the Thousand Streams Technique to find the traces of the white fox, and when she saw that it was having a little fun, she left it alone.

The white fox is not happy, but he fell into a strange wilderness by accident, and was spoiled by thousands of people to become a queen.

Three thousand miles to the west of Ruyao is a red sand wilderness, the Gobi Desert is horizontal, and the craggy rocks are lined up, looking down from the high slope, it looks like a ruined city eroded by the wind, and occasionally flocks of strange birds hovering overhead.

This is where a small cave tribe is located.

The people had skin similar to the red rocks, and only the fur of wild beasts covered their lower bodies, and when the wind passed, they saw a group of people hunting wild beasts with stone-ground spears, and the spirit language could not translate their words, because their language was not yet systematic.

Vulgar and primitive like them, can not rely on totems, in the beast and spirit plant to survive in the middle of the world, not without a stunt, their stunt is to enslave the strange birds in the sky, only to hear them clap their mouths and roar, four three-foot-long gray feather birds swooped back and forth towards the stone-skinned beast, sharp beaks tore out pieces of flesh and blood on its body, so that this fierce beast as big as an elephant slammed left and right to flee in embarrassment.

"Oh! " The tribesmen raised their spears, besieged it at the right time, and killed it, then cut off large pieces of flesh, leaving some flesh with some bones to reward the Grey Feather Bird.

Zhan Changfeng pasted an invisibility charm and followed them back to the underground cave in the rock forest, the cave is connected with the corridor, the cave is in the hole, and in the complex terrain, the people shuttle back and forth.

She found the location of the white fox and walked towards a deep cave, and in front of her was a row of young tribesmen holding various berries and water.

At the end of the cave, two strong men guarded with spears, sniffed the berries with their noses, and waved them away.

Behind the cave there was a cave, a red valley, looking up at a cloudless sky, the ground was crawling with dry roots, in the center of a stone bed, the little fox nested on a cushion woven of feathers, lazily watched them offer berry water in front of them, waved their paws, and they retreated in horror and surprise.

"Whew. The little fox picked up a berry in his mouth, and suddenly his ears were ridged, and he ran happily towards the invisible Zhan Changfeng.

I don't know what these tribesmen think, they regard the white fox as a holy beast, serving it with delicious food and drink every day, and carrying it around the entire underground cave when they have time.

Zhan Changfeng caught the white fox, put down a bunch of beast flesh spirit fruits on the stone bed, crossed the deep valley in the air, and stayed away from the rock forest in three or two.

The cave tribesmen, who had discovered that the white fox was gone, blew up their nests, roared rapid syllables, and scurried around in the deep valley.

"Oh~" A subordinate with a feather on his head sniffed the cushion, pointed out of the valley, and took the lead in running up the rock wall on all fours, chasing out.

"Oh!"

Thousands of people poured out of their nests, and the gray feather monster birds in the sky followed!

Zhan Changfeng noticed the pursuers behind him, rubbed the head of the white fox, and walked thousands of miles, and in a moment he shook to another place, and at this time, a spear stabbed at her!

She was so far away, how could these tribesmen catch up.

The big palm of the Yuan Qi crushed the spear, and Zhan Changfeng looked at the young people who were bent over and stretched out his hands, staring at his young tribesmen with fierce eyes.

His bare skin was like a red rock, a dirty animal skin around his waist, and a feather stuck in his gray and greasy hair, and he yelled at her.

The white fox was unhappy, "Whew!"

"......" his eyes turned weird, "oh oh roar!"

"Whew!"

"Oh roar!"

The white fox slapped its paws majestically, "Wow!"

"Whew~" The white fox suddenly realized that this paw was slapped on Zhan Changfeng's arm, turned his head and rubbed her hand, weakly pretending to be dead.

"Oh~" The feathered young man slowly straightened up, although he didn't understand what this fox was calling at all, but looking at its attitude, he was very close to this person.

The young man raised a half-cut spear and pointed at Zhan Changfeng, "Ah, what kind of person are you, you dare to abduct the holy beast of our clan!"

Zhan Changfeng looked at him coldly, "Who are you, what are your intentions in pretending to be a subordinate." ”

"You don't care, I'm a serious cave man now, how can I look like you," he looked at Zhan Changfeng critically and coldly, "If you look so ugly, or a blasphemer, I advise you to return the holy beast, I will turn a blind eye to it, as if I haven't seen you, otherwise, my Wang Congming will not let you leave alive today!"

In a world where there are few qi practitioners, the vision is not small, Zhan Changfeng said indifferently, "Nonsense can give you the confidence to point at me?"

Wang Congming threw away the broken spear in shame, "Toast and don't eat and drink, don't give you a chance to escape, then don't blame me." ”

"Holy Sword Technique!" He seemed to be a different person, the fiery divine power around his body was surging, distorting the air, and at the moment he spelled, tens of thousands of light swords with fire covered the sky, as if they were pulled out of the sun, and the whole world burned up, turning into a furnace, and the only green plants within a radius of a hundred miles withered and turned to ashes in an instant.

Nine Patterns Totem!

The nine-pattern totem is the core of the god pattern, it is said that there are ten nine-pattern totems in the sun god pattern, and the scholars are all important figures of the dynasty, and they worship directly under the sun king's door, and these people have a superb status in the entire sun fighting world.

Zhan Changfeng was no longer afraid of being called a blasphemer, so he didn't rush to explain, just the power of the nine-pattern sun totem.

Wang Congming saw that she didn't retreat for half a point, and he was cautious in his heart, and he had the impression that the strength of the blasphemers was very low, could it be that there was an accident at this time?

"Go!" With his command, the Sun Light Sword rushed towards Zhan Changfeng like a torrential rain and arrows, and before he got close to him, the huge power had already smashed the air into ripples, and deep pits appeared in the desert!

At this time, the hundred-zhang water dragon circled up, and the scales on the hideous dragon head appeared, and the eyes were like torches.