"Meng had received the green wood totem by the favor of the Uda department. This is the first favor." Meng Hao walked slowly, and his voice echoed.
"Afterwards, within the Wushen Tribe, the water of good fortune is needed to make the wood properties complete. This is the second grace!"
"In the Holy Land, I encountered the black god and received a metallic totem. This is the third grace."
"Meng's actions have clear grievances and grievances. Whether you wait to tempt me or let the enemy indulge in it, it is related to the safety of the ethnic group. It is a matter of love. This matter Meng is understandable."
"Your spirit stones, I don't want them, your strange monsters, I will control them, they are indeed a lot stronger, after this battle, if the five are still there, these strange monsters will be returned to you.
Regardless of identity or other things, this battle... Meng, will be with you fellow daoists, not for anything else, only for three graces! So... Don't tempt anymore, don't let the things of yesterday happen again, otherwise, you will really be cut off. "Meng Hao's voice was full of strangeness, and countless fierce beasts seemed to roar and roar together.
During the words, he bowed his fists and bowed deeply to the five people.
All the five members were silent, staring at Meng Hao in a daze, and gradually looked ashamed. How could he not understand at this moment? All of this was a warning from Meng Hao, not really at any price. What he wants is an attitude.
I repay my gratitude and help you, you don't need to pay the price, but... You must respect me!
This was what Meng Hao wanted, so he didn't come forward before, but asked Gula to deal with it.
"In addition, Meng would like to hear more about the stepping on the immortal bridge that the Wubing tribe father said."
Facing Meng Hao, who was full of totems and exuding the aura of a strong man, listening to Meng Hao's very sincere words, the clan father of the Wubing tribe slowly spoke.
"Treading the Immortal Bridge is a ruin. According to legend, in the ancient times, there were nine bridges in the West Desert. It is no longer possible to investigate who built them. There are rumors. Rise.
This is to make a bridge, it is a bridge to become immortals, step on three, you can have an immortal body, step on six, you can have an immortal soul, pass all nine, and become an immortal on the spot! "The clan father of Wubing tribe, looking at Meng Hao, his voice echoed.
"It is said that this bridge is connected to the starry sky. On the other side of the bridge, there is a mountain and a sea... Unfortunately, this bridge was robbed by the heavens and the earth. It collapsed and collapsed and turned into a realm. This realm... will be called the Ruins Bridge Realm in later generations!"
"In the realm of the ruins bridge, there are the remains of immortal bridges, and there are even more immortal soil. This immortal soil contains immortal energy. For monks like me, this immortal energy is a rare tonic, surpassing all medicines. Only the best spirit stone can be compared with it.
In addition, in the ruins of the immortal bridge in the ruins of the bridge, there are still many immortal magical powers, and there are some ancient things that are now extinct, which can be called one of the two treasures of our West Desert! "
Meng Hao's expression was like this, without the slightest change, he calmly heard it.
"The Ruins Bridge Realm is opened once every thousand years, and every time it is opened, the entire land, the southern region, or the northern desert, even if it is the eastern soil, it is impossible to step into it!
Only the West Desert monks with the power of totem can enter this world to gain good fortune!
But not every monk in the West Desert can enter. According to the records of ancient records, there are only 23 places in the history of the West Desert, because throughout the ages, the West Desert has been truly recognized, including those who have fallen but have not been completely annihilated. There are only 23 most bloodlines in total!
Before the opening of the market bridge boundary, every large part will come to a fairy bridge stone, holding this stone, you can enter! "
"My Wushen tribe used to be one of the most part of the North West Desert. It has been recognized by the West Desert. Therefore, the virtual bridge realm has been opened in all dynasties, and there are quotas.
As long as my blood is still there, this place will always be there. That's why, as soon as Crow Holy Land collapsed, most of the Five Poisons were ready to move.
They wanted to enslave my five Wushen tribes, swallow our totems, and raise our people in captivity until... they got the place belonging to the Wushen tribe. "The patriarch of Wubing didn't conceal anything this time, and truthfully told Meng Hao the secret that only they knew.
Listening to the other party's words, Meng Hao revealed a faint glow in his eyes. He could see that what the other party said was true, and he had developed some interest in that fairyland.
"It's still a year before the opening of the market and bridge realm. Before the opening of the market and bridge realm, the immortal bridge stone will come. If Master Meng helps, we will send this stone one year later!" The clan father of the Wubing tribe, bowed his fist.
Meng Hao was silent, thinking about the so-called fairyland in his mind. On him, there is also fairy soil, which is the soil of Mo Earth fairy talisman.
"My five-element totem still lacks the three totems of water, fire, and earth. They need to be transformed into ancient texts before they can finally be refined into five-color naive infants.
The immortal soil of the ruins bridge world... can it satisfy one of my totems? "
At the same time, it takes about a month to cross the Tianque mountain range from the mountain range where the Wushen Five Departments are located.
There are no mountains here, only a plain called Blood Barren. The reason for this name is that the soil in this plain is red.
Tens of thousands of different poisonous weeds grow on this red soil. Whenever the rainy season, there will be a lot of poisonous fog in the sky, making this place a forbidden area for monks.
Here, there are a huge number of strange monsters, these strange monsters are themselves highly poisonous, so they can survive and multiply here, the entire plain seems to be a huge poisonous cave.
It is very difficult for monks to survive here, except for... The five poisons, one of the two largest parts in the north of West Desert!
This area is huge and occupies the entire plain. The tribe is divided into five veins, each of the five poisons becomes a vein, like a black five-petal flower, blooming on this terrifying plain.
Any one line is equivalent to a medium-sized tribe, and the five lines together are the most famous five poisons in the northern part of Western Desert.
What is different from the Wushen Five is that most of these five poisons are not split, but because of different totems, five veins are formed. In the center of this plain, there is also a sacrificial group composed of fifteen large sacrificial priests. , To determine some of the major issues related to most of the five poisons.
In the five veins, there is no patriarch, but only sacrifices to each vein. As for the patriarch... there is only one patriarch in the entire five poisons.
There used to be three major parts in the North of West Desert, Wushen, Wudu, and Yanbing. But now that the years have passed, the Wudu and Yanbing are still there, but Wushen has declined. After the five parts were split, it was weakened again and reduced to End flow.
If it weren’t for the Wu Sacred Land that had been there for these years, it would have been divided up, robbed of the totem power belonging to the Wu God’s five tribes, and became a part of other tribes to strengthen themselves.
But now, with the collapse of the Wu sacred land, this matter does not need to be spread. A mutual induction between the totem ancestors has caused the poisonous ancestors who have been worshipping for thousands of years in the sacred land of the Wudu tribe to immediately spread consciousness. , Tell them that the Wu sacredly perish, the Wu God... death!
But even so, the long-term existence of most of the five poisons has a lot to do with the cautiousness of this department. They did not immediately start a war, but first temptation, and then they have the poisonous spider line, the ninth rank sent out. Si Long Zhou Ye.
At the moment of Zhou Ye's death, the fragmentation of the jade slip of his life soul was immediately noticed by the poisonous spiders, and then an angry roar spread out. When the five poisons echoed in all directions, most of the five poisons immediately began a sacrifice. parliament.
Fifteen big sacrifices from the Five Channels, in this ceremony, it was decided to send the Venomous Spider One Channel to fight against the Wushen Wubu.
Three days after the appearance of this resolution, the Venomous Spider Vein was fully prepared for battle. Three days later, more than 3,000 Venomous Spider Venomous Totem Monks, as well as three ninth-tier dragons, carried a large number of strange monsters, and transported them from the Blood Barren Plains. Array, went straight to the Wushen Mountain Range.
Using the teleportation array can reduce a lot of time, shortening the one-month journey to seven days!
The war begins!
Even at this time, this war has also attracted the attention of other tribes in the North West Desert, and they have set their sights on this place. For the North West Desert, the war between tribes is very perennial, but... After all, the Wushen Five Departments were the majority of that year. As a result, the appeal of this battle has also increased a lot.
Especially the other big part, the Yanbing Department, is even more concerned about this war. If it weren’t because they were too far away, without the distance advantage of the Five Poison Department, they would also participate in this battle, after all, outsiders can’t see through. The real reason for this was that it was to grow its own tribe, but Yan Bing knew that the reason why most of the Five Poisons went to war... was for the quota in the market.
The war, after seven days, descended on the mountain where the Wushen Wubu was located.
On this day, Meng Hao was sitting cross-legged in the backyard of the mountain. In front of him were three totems with varying brightness, one is a firebird, one is a drop of water, and the other is a stone figure.
These three are all totem seeds, coming from the three tribes of Wuyan, Wudou and Wuan.
In contrast, they are far inferior to the green wood that Meng Hao first obtained, and inferior to the golden totem seed that the Golden Crow first gave, which is why Meng Hao hesitated to merge.
The seed determines the developability of the totem transformation, so Meng Hao cannot be cautious in choosing it.
For a long time, Meng Hao revealed a touch of decisiveness in his eyes and put away these three totem seeds. If there is no better totem in the future, then choose these three totem seeds.
Almost as soon as Meng Hao put away these three totem seeds, his eyes flashed and he raised his head fiercely. In his eyes, the sky, which was originally a clear sky, suddenly appeared on the far side of the sky. A tumbling mist, this mist is huge, covering the sky, and it is spreading at an extremely fast speed.
From a distance, the majestic mist suddenly formed the appearance of a spider, extremely hideous.
At the same time, a violent roar suddenly came from the sky, shaking the sky and shaking the earth, making the entire mountain range tremble, and the vegetation on the earth, when swept by the black mist that day, instantly withered and died.
"It's coming fast!" Meng Hao's eyes flashed with cold light.