I Shall Seal the Heavens

This battle lasted for several hours. The leader of the Hengyu tribe fell, the high priest was destroyed physically and mentally, and the other five Nascent Soul monks fled three times.

Even though they escaped, Meng Hao quickly caught up with them and killed them all.

He had to kill, unless he chose to surrender, change his totem, believe in Meng Hao, and become a enslaved member of the Crow God Tribe. Only in this way could he gain hope. Otherwise, if he was soft-hearted and did not hunt down those who escaped, Meng Hao could imagine If you get it, the fact that you have a demon spirit will spread at a faster speed.

You must know that it is already difficult now. If someone takes the initiative to spread the word again, the migration will be even more difficult.

As for the people of the Hengyu tribe, from the previous seven to eight thousand, there were less than two thousand left. They finally chose to submit and became slaves of the Wushen tribe.

There were 60,000 strange monsters, and there were about 50,000 left after the war. These strange monsters were overwhelming and densely packed. Meng Hao was among the monsters. His hair moved without wind, and his blood-colored mask exuded the meaning of blood evil. The whole person looked extremely strange.

A few days later, the Wushen tribe, which had grown to more than 4,000 people, came to the mountain city of the Hengyu tribe. After repairing the place, they took away everything that could be taken away and left.

From this location, go south and walk all the way out of the northern part of the Western Desert, but it will take a long time.

The purple rain is getting bigger and bigger... This rain carries the power of corrosion and extinguishes life. As the rain gradually increases, there are more and more lakes in many places on the ground. From the looks of it, it seems that it won't be long before these lakes will They will connect to each other one by one, and then turn into the sea.

Time flies. Two years have passed, these two years. The Wushen tribe kept moving from the northern part of the Western Desert to the south, crossing large lakes when they encountered it, and walking away when they encountered mountains. Along the way, they encountered seven wars.

After these seven wars, the Wushen tribe rose to prominence, with the number of tribesmen increasing from four thousand. The number has grown to tens of thousands, and only a thousand or so of them are former members of the Five Tribes of the Crow God. The other monks are all prisoners of war. They chose to submit to the Crow God, believe in Meng Hao, and become slaves.

Their totems were forcibly changed. Worship Meng Hao, obtain one of the four totems of gold, wood, fire, and earth, and call Meng Hao the Holy Ancestor.

The demon group has also gradually increased in number during these several battles, and now it has grown to about 80,000.

Yuanying monk. There were also seven people from the previous three, and the four extra people were cultivators from other tribes who chose to submit. For these monks who submitted. Joining the Crow God Tribe is equivalent to having a chance to survive in the catastrophe.

Once the Wushen tribe went to Motu.

They can continue to exist.

The roar of the monsters was earth-shattering, causing the Crow God tribe to return to its former glory as the Five Tribes of the Crow God. Coupled with the replenishment of supplies after annexing each tribe, Meng Hao began to refine pills. He had enough pills. After the spiritual stone was copied, it became a must-have for the people of the Wushen tribe.

It is precisely because of the existence of the elixir that these tens of thousands of monks can sustain themselves in the purple rain until now. After all... Even though the Wushen Department has sufficient resources now, it still has not obtained an aircraft.

Large-scale flying magic weapons are expensive and cannot be owned by medium-sized tribes. Only large tribes have magic weapons of this level.

In addition to his desire for aircraft, Meng Hao's expression has become increasingly gloomy in the past two years. He knows very well that the entire northern West Desert has been plagued by catastrophe for several years, so many tribes have already begun to migrate. Therefore, these two Years ago, they only encountered seven tribes in total.

But as they continue to move forward, until they leave the northern part of the Western Desert, they will face more tribes, and these tribes all have compasses. Once a demon spirit is seen on the compass, it will cause a shocking madness. .

There is no solution to this matter, the only option is to kill!

Meng Hao's eyes showed a cold light. In the past two years, he had not noticed that he had become completely accustomed to killing.

"If the Wushen Tribe still cannot reach Motu in the end, I have tried my best to be worthy of the Golden Crow and the blessings the Wushen Tribe gave me." Meng Hao was silent. He had already done his utmost to be benevolent and righteous towards the Wushen Tribe, not to mention that he had done it. Extremely similar.

In addition, in the past two years, Meng Hao watched the Purple Rain getting bigger and bigger, and he had some vague feelings in his heart. Since the fire totem can be born from unextinguished fire, and the earth totem can be constructed from frost and soil, then the water totem... is it possible? , obtained from Purple Rain!

After all, this purple rain is the power of catastrophe. This level of water attribute can extinguish life and isolate spiritual energy. It is extremely extraordinary. If he can master it, if he can turn it into his own water totem, then Meng Hao can not only The five elements are perfect, and each of the five elements is earth-shattering!

Gold comes from the Golden Crow, an elixir demon born from an ancient elixir, which is rare in the world!

Wood, the strong man of the Nine Seas, came from the Ninth Sea, descended to the south sky and collapsed, his consciousness merged, and he wanted to be reborn, leaving behind a tree, its name is Qingmu!

Fire, Dandong Invincible Fire, this fire is immortal, eternal in the world, and its origin is mysterious. Meng Hao still doesn’t know the original origin of this fire!

Earth, the power of frost earth, the body of the Frost Earth Demon Emperor, the transformation of a piece of earth from the legend of the Ninth Mountain when the world was created, this earth is unique in the world!

"Water... Purple Rain catastrophe, annihilating all life, separated by spiritual energy, there is a dead silence!" Meng Hao's eyes showed a strange light, and behind him, tens of thousands of monks in the tribe moved slowly on the ground.

The speed is much faster than two years ago. After all, all the cultivators who surrendered are monks without ordinary clansmen. Among the earliest more than a thousand people in the Wushen tribe, there were hundreds of ordinary clansmen, with the help of others. , will not affect the speed of tribe migration.

In the past two years, not many people have paid attention to the rise of the Wushen tribe. Under this catastrophe, all tribes are eager to migrate and will not pay too much attention to the changes among outside tribes, especially in the chaos of this catastrophe. , the tribes are also on guard against each other.

But there is a tribe that is opposed to the rise of the Wushen Five Tribes. Always pay attention, this tribe is the old enemy of the Wushen Tribe, the Five Poisons Tribe!

On the edge of the northern part of the Western Desert, in the temporary tribe built by the Five Poisons Department, in the main tent, a total of thirteen tribal priests were sitting cross-legged. In the middle, there were two old men.

One was the clan leader of the Five Poison Tribes, and the other... was the great priest who led an army that day to destroy the Five Tribes of the Crow God.

"It is certain that there are demon spirits in the Crow God Department." The silence in the main tent was broken by the high priest, who spoke hoarsely.

"We have contacted most of the Yuntian tribe. The Yuntian tribe has spirit-slaying ancestors. They have the qualifications to enter Motu. But once we choose to attach to the Yuntian tribe... From then on, everything in the tribe will lose its independence and become Attached.

The Holy Ancestors were unwilling to agree to this matter. "

"If we don't choose to rely on most of Yuntian, then the only hope before us is to kill the Wushen tribe and rob the demon spirits of this tribe, especially before this news has spread from the northern part of the Western Desert to other areas... …This is our only chance!”

"Yes, once the news spreads to the north, the central area is where a large number of tribes gather at this moment, and the further south, the more tribes there are. As long as the Wushen tribe steps into the central area, the news of the demon spirit will Can’t hide it.”

"If we obtain the demon spirit, we can use the demon spirit to make a deal with Yuntian Dabu, and give the demon spirit to Yuntian Dabu in exchange for a chance to own an independent tribe."

In the main tent, everyone spoke one after another. When the voices echoed, the clan leader of the Five Poison Tribe remained silent.

"The envoy from Yuntian Department will not arrive in two months according to the time agreed with us."

"But in the past two years, during our secret investigation, the number of members of the Crow God Tribe has reached tens of thousands, and the number of strange monsters is even tens of thousands. Especially the great master, Long Meng Hao, can rival Qian Xiu alone! This time Fighting is not easy.”

"It's just a mob. If our troops go out with all our strength, we will definitely wipe out the Crow God tribe within three days and get the demon spirit before others!"

During the ongoing discussion in the main tent, a cough came from the mouth of the old man. Immediately, the tent became quiet and everyone looked at him.

"The Holy Ancestor is not willing to rely on most of the tribe, and neither are we... Then, let's start a war. Fight again with the Black God Tribe and snatch their demon spirits. This will be an opportunity for our tribe to survive!" When he spoke slowly and decisively, all the priests around him stood up and bowed their heads.

"As for the chief minister Long Menghao... there is still a drop of heaven's blood in the tribe. With this blood, the souls of ten thousand people in the tribe have been fused. Behead this man!"

"The blood of heaven, that is..." The high priest on the side was stunned and was about to speak.

"I have given up my will. When Long Menghao, the chief minister of the Wushen Tribe, dies, it will be the moment when we are waiting to attack!" The clan leader said decisively, and others around him nodded after being silent.

Not long after, in the temporary residence of the Five Poison Tribe, nearly 50,000 members of the Five Poison Tribe surrounded the five statues and knelt down. If seen from the sky, the members of the Five Poison Tribe formed a flower with five petals. In the middle, there was the clan leader and others. Not long after, a drop of purple blood was taken out by the clan master and thrown into the sky.

At the same time, the tens of thousands of tribesmen around him immediately heard the sound of a mantra as they knelt down in worship. This sound was very strange. When it came out, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the purple rain all around seemed to fluctuate.

"Rong Ling!" The clan leader roared, and the fifty thousand clan members immediately bit their tongues and spurted out a drop of blood. Their blood instantly flew straight into the sky, and after merging with the purple blood, this mass The blood grew bigger and bigger, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into dozens of feet, and then slowly shrunk, until it turned into about half a foot, it actually appeared in human form.

His face was revealed, his eyes opened and closed, and a ray of blood emitted. After glancing at the ground in mid-air, he seemed to feel the wishes of the more than 50,000 monks below. After a slight nod, his body swayed and he ran straight into the distance. Gone in an instant. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes at Qidian. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m. to read.) ()