Chapter 935: Black Waters, Canglong Tribe
Over the black waters.
There was a wave of fluctuations in the void, and two figures came out.
A young man in white clothes was in front of him, and there was a young man in Tsing Yi behind him.
"This is the black waters.
Where is your Canglong tribe? "
Ye Yun carried his hands on his back, his eyes calm, faintly looking at the endless mountains in the distance.
The aura of the black water area is relatively thin, and if compared with the Taishang area, it can be called a poor rural area.
The Canglong tribe where the Tsing Yi boy is located is in the wilds of the Black Waters.
And the so-called barren land is the worst place in the black waters, with thin aura and inaccessible.
Of course.
Even if the spiritual energy is thin, after all, it also contains the divine nature, if for the monks in the Cangnan Continent, the wild is still the supreme sacred place for cultivation.
The boy in Tsing Yi looked around, recognized the direction, and whispered: "Senior, the Canglong tribe is not far from here, I will take you there..."
"Okay! Lead the way ahead!"
Ye Yun nodded.
The boy in Tsing Yi took a deep breath and looked excited. He flew quickly in a certain direction.
he knows.
This unfathomable senior took him out of the Hidden Dragon restricted area with the purpose of helping him get revenge.
Now it has reached the black waters.
As long as Senior takes action, how can a small scarlet tribe be Senior's opponent?
One after another, the two flew towards the wild.
...
In the vast wilderness, connected by mountains and rivers, dotted with hundreds of tribes, large and small.
The Canglong tribe is just a small tribe, and its strength is relatively weak.
The Scarlet Blood Tribe is a medium-sized tribe with a large number of people, strong like a cloud, and its strength far surpassing the Canglong Tribe.
The Crimson Blood Tribe is located in a lofty mountain range.
This mountain is called Tongxue Mountain.
In the depths of Tongxue Mountain, in a deep mountain hinterland, a dark red ancient palace was built.
This is the meeting hall of the Scarlet Blood Tribe.
In the hall.
There were a few people standing, and their expressions were a little anxious.
"Patriarch, is the blood of the blue dragon still not enough?"
A middle-aged man walked up and down and said nervously.
An old man in a red robe sitting on a dragon chair, with his eyes closed, suddenly opened, and two divine lights pierced the void like a sharp sword.
"not enough!"
The red robe old man said in a deep voice.
"The Canglong tribe is only a small tribe with a small number of people. At that time, some died in the battle and some were seriously injured. We also rescued them. Now we are raising them and letting them continue to provide blood. Not enough..."
The middle-aged man spread his hands and said helplessly.
"Patriarch, do you have to use the blood of the Canglong Dragon for your Scarlet Blood Divine Art?"
Another young man in his thirties asked with a frustrated expression on his face.
"Yes, the Scarlet Blood Divine Art is extremely powerful. It will be easier to cultivate successfully if it is assisted by the blood of the Azure Dragon!"
The red robe old man said slowly.
With divine light in his eyes, he inadvertently released infinite majesty between his gestures.
He is the person with the highest cultivation level in the entire Scarlet Blood Tribe.
Now it has reached the fourth level of the God Sovereign Realm.
"Patriarch, no one has practiced the Scarlet Blood Divine Art for many years, but I heard that our Scarlet Blood clan once had an outstanding Tianjiao hundreds of thousands of years ago, who gathered the blood of various divine beasts and practiced the Scarlet Blood Divine Art. ,look……"
A burly middle-aged man walked over and said with a complicated expression.
The red-robed old man stared, and said coldly: "What do you know? Why can't this scarlet blood magical technique be achieved for so many years? Isn't it because the blood quality is not high?
Don't be suspicious, I have verified it many times over the years. Only by absorbing the blood of the blue dragon can I practice the Scarlet Blood Divine Art, so that my Scarlet Blood Tribe has the hope of being promoted to a high-level tribe! "
"It turned out to be so, then I understand, patriarch!"
Hearing the words, the burly middle-aged man suddenly realized that he lowered his head helplessly.
"Collect some more blood of the blue dragon, and I will almost be able to formally practice it, and then I will be able to break through to the fifth level of the gods!"
The red robe old man said lightly.
"Patriarch, then we will increase our efforts to try to catch those fish that slip through the net and catch them back as soon as possible!"
The burly middle-aged man said loudly.
"Also..."
The red-robed old man thought for a while, and said with a cold expression: "Does the team stationed in the Canglong tribe gain anything?"
"No one has returned to the Canglong tribe."
The burly middle-aged man said sadly.
"That squad doesn't need to be withdrawn. It will stay there for the time being. I think those who escaped will always find an opportunity to sneak back. At that time, they will all be arrested. Remember that this time they must be arrested. , Only in this way will there be a steady stream of Canglong's blood!"
The red-robed old man solemnly ordered.
"Good patriarch!"
The burly middle-aged man agreed, turned and left.
Several other people also bid farewell.
In the entire hall, only the old man in red was left.
"Ugh!"
The red-robed old man suddenly sighed, turned and walked to a secret room next to him, and then closed the door tightly.
This secret room is not big, only an old altar table is placed, there is an incense burner on the table, and a statue of a god.
This idol, blood-red, with a mask on his face, and an egg in his arms, was a bit different, I don't know who it was.
Lit a stick of incense.
The red-robed old man bowed, and said in a frightened voice: "My lord, I have tried my best. The blood of the blue dragon is still not collected enough. Please give me your punishment!"
The blood-red **** was silent, as if it were a dead thing.
Waited for a long time.
The red-robed old man found that the idol did not respond, and a flash of joy suddenly flashed in his eyes.
It seems.
The adult did not punish him.
This silent reply seemed to give him another period of time.
"My lord, then I will go out first to collect the blood of the blue dragon!"
The red-robed old man bowed again, then turned and left the secret room.
In the secret room, the remaining smoke curls up.
The dark red idol, the eyes under the mask suddenly lighted up, and a red light flashed by.
"Things that are not useful!"
Among the idols, an invisible voice sounded.
The sound disappeared.
The idol fell into silence again.
...
at the same time.
After several hours of flying, Ye Yun followed the Tsing Yi boy and finally came to the top of the Canglong tribe.
The little Canglong tribe is in a low valley.
Here now.
Almost all the buildings have been destroyed, and there are broken arms everywhere. Although it looks like it has gone through a fierce battle, there is no drop of blood anywhere.
"Senior, this is my Canglong tribe, now there is not even a living person..."
The young man in Tsing Yi looked at the devastated tribal ruins, his eyes filled with tears, and he couldn't cry.
"Haha, how come there are no living people? We, a large group of living people, have long been waiting here impatiently..."
There was a burst of laughter.
I saw a piece of ruin in the distance, the formation made spatial fluctuations, and seven or eight figures walked out of it.
These seven or eight people are almost all young people wearing red robes, with a cultivation base of at least the third level of the True God Realm.
"The Scarlet Blood Tribe?"
The boy in Tsing Yi stared at these people, his expression was slightly taken aback.
Ye Yun glanced over.
Although these guys are extremely handsome, but the whole body is full of blood and energy, obviously the techniques they practice are also extremely weird.
