In the memory of the black-robed old man, Meng Hao saw many fragments. These fragments are mixed, they are the memories of the black-robed old man's life. I saw the picture I wanted.
The compass was sent by the Motu Heavenly Court Alliance and scattered on the land of West Desert. Since the Wushen tribe has never stepped out of the mountain since the catastrophe, and has been out of touch with the outside world, there is no news in this regard.
In fact, in the West Desert at this moment, most of the tribes have such a compass.
This compass has only one function. Within a certain range, if there is a demon spirit, it will show up in the compass.
I'm afraid that the demon spirit can also be detected in Meng Hao's storage bag.
This Thai Welding Department, only because of the presence of demon spirits nearby, came out of the clan. With murderous intent, they wanted to kill everyone and rob the demon spirits.
Meng Hao looked gloomy, raised his big sleeve with his right hand and flicked, and immediately the lotus sword formation quickly turned, and a screaming scream came out. The black-robed old man's body was aging instantly, and he wanted to dodge, but after being searched for his soul, his wisdom was already Being severely destroyed, even Yuan Ying was sluggish and almost collapsed.
When Meng Hao turned and walked towards the distance, the old man's body slammed into flying ash, his body and spirit disappeared.
This war did not last long. Under Meng Hao’s strong personal cultivation base, in this world where aura is so thin that even the spirit stones cannot be quickly replenished, the more than 3,000 people in the Tai Wean tribe have become the ones on the ground. Blood river.
For these people, Meng Hao didn't move empathy, because Meng Hao understood that if his cultivation was not enough, then the fate of everyone in the Wushen tribe at this moment would also be turned into a river of blood, including himself.
The storage bags and resources of the tribesmen of the Taihan tribe became the nutrients that the Wushen tribe could last longer. After the thousands of strange monsters released their demon energy, they subdued them and became their own demon group. .
More than a thousand were separated and dragged the tribe of the Wushen tribe. After crossing the big lake, the migration of the Wushen tribe began again.
It’s just that there is always a cloud in Meng Hao’s heart. The appearance of the compass will make this migration even more difficult. However, no matter how hidden and sealed Meng Hao is, it is impossible to prevent the compass from being noticed, and it is difficult to completely remove the demon spirit. hide.
Fortunately, in the memory of the black-robed old man, Meng Hao learned that this West Desert land, in addition to the appearance of this compass during the six months that he went to the market, the Motu Heavenly Court Alliance also issued a series of announcements.
Among them, for most of the West Desert land with strong spirit slayers, Motu is open unconditionally, and these tribes are welcome to take refuge in Motu.
In this way, most of the powerful ones will naturally not care too much about the demon spirits, even if they do, they will not reach the level of being a demon spirit at any cost.
"The ones who really have the power to win the demon spirit are those medium-sized tribes, and most of them are like the Five Poison Departments, without slaying spirits." Meng Hao thoughtfully, took the Wushen tribe across the big lake, and moved away. .
Time slowly passed. Three months later, when the Wushen tribe completely walked out of the large mountain range in which they lived, the group of monsters around Meng Hao had reached 20,000 again.
These demon groups, in Meng Hao's judgment, are where he escorted the Crowshen tribe. The Crowshen tribe cannot go to war with those powerful and medium-sized tribes, let alone those most opponents. The only advantage is his own demon master. This is the identity above the big Silong.
With the demon spirit, attract more foreign demon to be controlled by oneself, in this way, in many cases, you can reverse the battle and become more powerful!
In the past three months, this road has not been uneven. Except for the Thai Welding Department three months ago, Meng Hao has encountered three medium-sized tribes along the way. These three tribes are all attracted by demon spirits without exception. , With red eyes and murderous intent, is bound to snatch.
Three wars, no three clans!
Meng Hao's demon group only grew to 20,000, and the Wushen tribe had almost no loss. In these three battles, Meng Hao and the demon group were in action.
"Raise war with war!" Meng Hao glanced back at the mountain range that came out. From here on, it was the plain.
"Through continuous warfare, more resources are obtained, and more monsters are obtained. If one day, I have one hundred thousand strange monsters, then even if I encounter most of them, I must weigh it." Meng Hao's eyes flashed. There was a decision.
The clan father of the Wubing tribe, the great elder of the Wuan tribe, and Gula and others are all around Meng Hao. At this moment, seeing Meng Hao seem to have made a decision, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
For them, Meng Hao's existence is not only the holy ancestor, but also the hope and everything of the Wushen tribe.
"Master Saint Ancestor, go further, about a few months away, within the scope of the Hengyu tribe. This totem is a green-faced ghost, and the tribe is ferocious. It is a medium-sized tribe.
I don't know if they are still there. If they are, we will need to detour if we don't want to meet them, but if we detour, we will inevitably go through most of the five poisons. "The clan father of the Wubingbu frowned, worried, and said in a deep voice.
"There is no need to detour, if this Hengyu tribe still exists, if it is malicious to me, I still lack a lot of strange monsters here, and you can add it to them." Meng Hao said lightly, with a cold glow in his eyes. Murderous.
Along the way, Meng Hao has long been accustomed to murder.
"So..." Wuanbu's elder, his eyes showed sharp light.
"Keep going!" Meng Hao said calmly. His decision was the decision of the Wushen tribe. There were more than a thousand tribesmen of the Wushen five tribes, and hundreds of tribes who had committed crimes along the way chose to surrender and survive. The enslavement of power, a team of nearly two thousand people, moved toward the front.
Time passed, more than two months later, right in front of the Wushen team, the purple rain on the ground became a river, and in the depths of the former plain, there was a simple city.
The city is not big, it can accommodate tens of thousands of people. It has an earth-rock structure with a lot of runes that have long been dim. In the city, there are nine huge statues, clustered together, looking hideous, like ghosts.
This is where the Hengyu tribe is located. Although it is a medium-sized tribe, this place is the northern part of West Desert. Send a part of the tribe as a forward to open the way, and then the entire tribe, according to the situation, choose whether to move.
But just recently, the clan father and high priest of the Hengyu tribe, as well as the elders and others, were standing on the city wall, with expressions of excitement.
"Are you sure?" The clan father took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.
"Absolutely can't be wrong. We are already very close. This migrating team should be the Crow God tribe. They have found the demon spirit!" It was the high priest of the Hengyu tribe who replied. A light spot representing the demon spirit was revealed.
"According to the investigation we sent, there are about two thousand of them, and some of them are even ordinary people, and there are about a thousand monsters.
Among them, there is one in the middle stage of Yuanying, two in the early stage, and the rest is the pill formation. According to our intelligence, when the Five Poison Ministry fought against the Wushen Tribe, the totem ancestor of the Wushen Tribe perished, which also explained the overall decline of the Wushen Tribe.
Besides, heaven and earth are so thin that they will definitely die along the way! "
"The sky does not die, I Hengyu! I actually gave us such a gift to inform all the clansmen to attack with all their strength. After obtaining the demon spirit, I left here at any cost and moved to meet the strikers. Let's go to Motu!" Hengyube There was a strong light in the eyes of the clan father, and the priests and others around him were all refreshed.
When this Hengyu tribe mobilized nearly 10,000 people to launch orders to kill Meng Hao and the Wushen Tribe to snatch the demon spirits, in another direction of the plain, that piece of land was once full of poisonous, no one would feel like stepping on it. Entering the slightest part of the Five Poison Department area, it is very bleak at the moment.
The Ministry of Five Poisons had already chosen to migrate, but their migration was not all of them. The five had gone with four of them, and only the poisonous scorpion had chosen to stay.
At this moment, in the hands of the high priest of the poisonous scorpion line, there was also a compass. His expression was gloomy, and he was silent for a long time when he looked at the light spot on the compass that represented the demon spirit.
"Think of a way to notify the other four veins that have moved out. The demon spirits appear. If they have a way to snatch it, they will grab it. It's just our scorpion line..." The high priest sighed slightly, and when he shook his head, he threw the compass aside. .
"After the war with us, we were able to walk all the way out of the mountains, and even gained a demon spirit. This Crow God tribe... Whoever wants to provoke it should go. Our poisonous scorpion line has chosen to be buried with the ancestral land. Go to this muddy water."
After walking with Meng Hao and the Wushen tribe for another seven days, Meng Hao’s eyes flashed suddenly and his expression was calm. He tapped his right hand on the storage bag, and immediately the rattan seed appeared, and it went underground immediately. , A chain of thorns drilled directly from the earth, and within a few breaths, the two thousand people of the Wushen tribe surrounded, spread, connected to the upper side, and turned into an arc.
Like an inverted bowl, it protects the Wushen tribe.
At the moment when all of this was completed, a black cloud suddenly appeared in the world ahead. Within the cloud, there were tens of thousands of demons. In the Changhong, there were thousands of West Desert monks. On the earth, there were more vibrations, the same thousands. Brother West Desert, riding on a group of strange monsters, came straight here.
The ground vibrates, the sky is dark, and purple rain is coming!
There were no extra words. At the moment when the nearly 8,000 monks roared, tens of thousands of monsters roared crazily, and a low roar suddenly spread from the sky to all directions.
"One person's strength, I want to stop my thousands of troops... I don't know what I can do! The Hengyu people obey orders and kill all the lives in front of them, leaving no one behind!"
As soon as the sound came out, the sky and the earth roared, and the army roared, shaking the sky, and there were four Nascent Soul cultivators who were so fast that they teleported to Meng Hao with murderous intent.