I signed up for ten thousand years and was exposed by a beautiful apprentice

Over the black waters.

The void fluctuated for a while, and two figures walked out.

A handsome young man in white is in front, and behind him is a young man in green.

"This is the Black Waters.

Where is your Canglong tribe? "

With his hands behind his back, Ye Yun calmly looked at the endless mountains in the distance.

The aura of the Black Water Territory is relatively thin. Compared with the Taishang Territory, it can be called a remote place.

The Canglong Tribe where the young man in Tsing Yi lived was in the wildness of the Black Waters.

And the so-called wild land is the worst place in the black waters, with thin aura and few people.

Of course.

Even if the aura is thin, it still contains divinity after all. For monks in the Cangnan Continent, the wilderness is still the supreme holy place for cultivation.

The young man in Tsing Yi looked around, identified the direction, and said in a low voice: "Senior, the Canglong Tribe is not far from here, I will take you there..."

"Okay! Lead the way!"

Ye Yun nodded.

The young man in Tsing Yi took a deep breath, his expression excited, and he flew in a certain direction quickly.

he knows.

This unfathomable senior brought him out of the restricted area of ​​Hidden Dragon for the purpose of avenging him.

Now it's dark waters.

As long as the senior makes a move, how can a small red blood tribe be the opponent of the senior?

The two of them flew towards the wilderness, one behind the other.

……

In the vast wilderness, mountains and rivers are connected, dotted with hundreds of tribes, large and small.

The Canglong tribe can be regarded as a small tribe with relatively weak strength.

The Red Blood Tribe is a medium-sized tribe, with a large number of people, as strong as a cloud, and its strength far exceeds that of the Canglong Tribe.

The Red Blood Tribe is located in a majestic mountain range.

This mountain is called Tongxue Mountain.

In the depths of Tongxue Mountain, in the hinterland of a deep mountain range, there is an ancient dark red palace built.

This is the main hall of the Red Blood Tribe.

in the hall.

There were a few people standing there, looking anxious.

"Patriarch, is the blood of the Canglong 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 had his eyes closed, but suddenly opened them, and two rays of divine light pierced the void like sharp swords.

"not enough!"

The red-robed old man said in a deep voice.

"The Canglong tribe is just a small tribe with a small number of people. At that time, some died in battle and some were seriously injured. We also rescued them. Now we are raising them and letting them provide blood continuously. Not enough..."

The middle-aged man spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Patriarch, do you have to use the blood of the Canglong for your red blood magic art?"

Another young man in his 30s asked with a dejected look on his face.

"That's right, the Red Blood Divine Art is extremely powerful. With the help of the blood of the Canglong, it will be easier to practice successfully!"

The old man in red robe said slowly.

There was divine light in his eyes, and he inadvertently released infinite majesty with his gestures and gestures.

He is the one with the highest cultivation level in the entire Scarlet Blood Tribe.

Now it has reached the fourth level of the Divine Sovereign Realm.

"Patriarch, it's true that no one has practiced the Red Blood Magic Art for many years, but I heard that in our Red Blood Clan, there was an outstanding Tianjiao tens of thousands of years ago, who gathered the blood of various beasts to practice the Red Blood Magic Art. ,look……"

A burly middle-aged man came over and said with a complicated expression.

The red-robed old man stared, and said coldly: "What do you know? After so many years, why can't you practice this red blood magical skill? Is 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 Canglong can I practice the Red Blood Magic Art, so that my Red Blood tribe can have the hope of being promoted to a high-level tribe! "

"So that's the case, then I understand, Patriarch!"

Hearing the words, the burly middle-aged man suddenly realized, and lowered his head helplessly.

"Collect some more blood of the Canglong, 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 Divine Sovereign Realm!"

The red-robed old man said lightly.

"Patriarch, let's intensify our efforts to catch those fish that escaped the net and catch them back as soon as possible!"

The burly middle-aged man said loudly.

"Alright..."

The red-robed old man thought for a while, then said with a gloomy expression: "Have you gained anything from the team stationed in the Canglong Tribe?"

"No one has returned to the Canglong Tribe."

The burly middle-aged man said with a sad face.

"That team doesn't need to withdraw, just stay there for the time being, I think those who escaped will always find a chance to sneak back, and then arrest them all, remember this time they must be caught alive , so that there will be a steady stream of blood of the Canglong!"

The red-robed old man ordered in a deep voice.

"Good patriarch!"

The burly middle-aged man agreed, turned around and left.

Several others also said goodbye.

In the entire hall, only the old man in red was left.

"Ugh!"

The red-robed old man suddenly sighed, turned around and walked into a secret room next to him, and then closed the door tightly.

This secret room is not big, there is only an ancient altar, an incense burner on the table, and a statue of a god.

This statue is blood-red, with a mask on its face and an egg in its arms. It is a bit different. I don't know what it is.

A stick of incense was lit.

The red-robed old man bowed, and said fearfully: "My lord, I have tried my best, but the blood of the Canglong is still not enough. Please lower your punishment!"

The blood-red idol was silent, as if it was a dead thing.

waited a long time.

The old man in red robe found that the statue didn't react at all, and a gleam of joy flashed in his eyes.

it looks.

The grown-up 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 Canglong!"

The old man in red bowed again, then turned and left the secret room.

In the secret room, lingering smoke curled up.

In the dark red statue, the eyes under the mask suddenly lit up slightly, and a red light flashed past.

"It's useless!"

In the statue, a faint voice sounded.

The sound disappears.

The statue fell into silence again.

……

at the same time.

After several hours of flying, Ye Yun followed the young man in Tsing Yi and finally came to the top of the Canglong Tribe.

The small Canglong tribe is located in a low valley.

Now here.

Almost all the buildings have been destroyed, and there are broken arms and ruins everywhere. Although it looks like a fierce battle, there is not a single drop of blood anywhere.

"Senior, this is my Canglong tribe, and now there is not even a living person..."

The young man in Tsing Yi looked at the devastated tribal ruins, his eyes were full of tears, and he couldn't cry.

"Haha, how come there are no living people? Our large group of living people have been waiting here for a long time..."

There was a burst of laughter.

In the ruins in the distance, the formation sent out spatial fluctuations, and seven or eight figures walked out of it.

These seven or eight people were almost all young men in red robes, and their cultivation was at least the third level of the True God Realm.

"The Red Blood Tribe?"

The young man in Tsing Yi looked at these people and was slightly taken aback.

Ye Yun glanced over.

Although these guys are extremely handsome, they are full of blood, and it is obvious that the skills they practice are also extremely strange.