"Bold, who dares to trespass into the eastern boundary of Sumeru without permission?"
A low voice came from a distance, leaving Bai Qingqing and Zhao Jiuge, who were being gentle, not yet able to figure out the situation. They just looked at the tone and seemed a little impatient. Zhao Jiuge vaguely guessed that they were in trouble again.
As an outsider, he has naturally never heard of the Eastern Boundary of Sumeru. Not to mention him, Bai Qingqing has never heard of it even when he was in the Endless Sea. After all, the Endless Sea is too big, and even many local sea maps have not heard of it. There are no markings on them.
Later, Zhao Jiuge had a thought. Could it be that Du Wen gave up the pursuit before because he was in a hurry to return to the sect. It's not that I give up completely, but I'm worried about this Sumeru East Boundary.
Thinking of this, Zhao Jiuge's face became a little ugly. Since a monk in the Mahayana realm can be like this, it naturally shows that this Sumeru East Realm is not an ordinary force.
Not long after the deep shouts in the distance fell, the sound of breaking wind could be heard in front of them, one after another, which made Bai Qingqing and Zhao Jiuge couldn't help but look at it intently.
After seeing the true face of the visitor clearly, Zhao Jiuge looked surprised. It seemed that these guys in front of him were not pure human monks.
There were more than a dozen figures, all with their upper bodies bare and their lower bodies covered with colorful clothes. The exposed skin all over their bodies showed a dark blue color, and those who didn't know thought they were painted with some kind of paint.
Each of these figures was relatively thin, not too tall, and all had angry looks on their faces. They were obviously very angry that Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing had come to their territory.
The strange-shaped magic weapons held by these figures were filled with fluctuations of spiritual power. Looking at everything in front of him, Zhao Jiuge naturally understood something in his heart. Obviously, these guys are just like the natives in Shiwanda Mountain, they are local forces. He barely has a totem tattooed on his face.
Looking at these figures, each of them looking menacing, Zhao Jiuge also felt a little embarrassed. Zhao Jiuge naturally didn't want to cause trouble, so he didn't want to have any grudges with these guys entrenched here.
"Oh, I didn't know this was your territory. We'll retreat now. Please forgive me if I've offended you."
Since he had invaded someone else's sphere of influence, Zhao Jiuge thought that he would just say a few words and leave. He would have to leave in another direction later. If Du Wen still wanted to wait and see, it would be impossible.
However, Zhao Jiuge obviously underestimated the spirit-eating tribe's temper. Even if they invaded a little bit of their sphere of influence, there would naturally be no good end. Facing Zhao Jiuge's words, one of the dozen figures headed by him immediately directly Full of anger, he continued to shout.
"What do we think of as the Spirit-Eating Tribe? We can come when we want and leave when we want. Since we have violated our territory, then we should just die."
Hearing this, the expressions of Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing changed greatly. They had seen unreasonable people, but they had never seen such unreasonable people. There was no deep hatred, they just invaded the territory, they just shouted to kill, no matter how good-tempered Zhao Jiuge was. , no matter how much I don’t want to cause trouble, I feel a little angry at this moment.
"It's so majestic. The world is so big. I really think that all the positions are your home." Zhao Jiuge laughed angrily. If he had known about the situation of the Spirit Eaters, I'm afraid he wouldn't be so angry. After all, this is a big force. The disciples who strayed into it, and finally harmed the monks in the Mahayana realm of the sect, all of whom lived and died directly in it.
Even Bai Qingqing on the side was very angry, feeling that these guys were completely unreasonable, but these guys from the Spirit-Eating Tribe obviously didn't want to talk nonsense with Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing, and were determined to kill them both.
The short man at the head waved his hand, and a dozen figures immediately became active. Fluctuations of spiritual power began to appear on the dark blue skin of their bodies. However, Zhao Jiuge was able to discover that the skills of these people were different. Jue is obviously different from them, and the inheritance is different, but even so, the power contained in it cannot be underestimated.
The short man at the head has a cultivation level in the late Daoyuan realm, and is naturally inferior to Zhao Jiuge in terms of strength. However, he is accompanied by two guys whose auras are in the early Daoyuan realm, as well as several figures in the spiritual sea realm.
The Spirit-Eating Clan has been able to stay here for so many years, endure for a long time, and leave such a great reputation among various forces, so naturally it has sufficient strength. Although over the years, no one has entered the Spirit-Eating Clan. The true situation of the Spirit-Eating Clan that they were able to survive is not known to everyone, but the monks who were in the Mahayana realm back then never came back, so it is inevitable that the Spirit-Eating Clan itself has Mahayana realm monks in charge.
Seeing these guys in front of them, they would fight if they disagreed. Even if Zhao Jiuge didn't want to cause trouble, he had to defend himself. Even Bai Qingqing next to him was a little ready to make a move. Before, he faced a monk in the Mahayana realm like Du Wen. Bai Qingqing's strength can't help at all, but now facing these dozen natives of the Spirit-Eating Tribe, he can naturally take action, and there is no need for Zhao Jiuge to deal with it alone.
The crystal clear flying sword in Bai Nen's hand has appeared in Bai Nen's hand. Bai Qingqing and Zhao Jiuge stood side by side. This time, Zhao Jiuge finally got his wish. Bai Qingqing, who has been able to completely control the sword and water, is not weak in his own strength. But when he was with Zhao Jiuge, the light was suppressed.
Looking at Bai Qingqing's movements, Zhao Jiuge remained silent and did not stop him this time. After all, there was not much danger this time. Cultivation must go through wind and rain, life and death, so that he can improve himself in dangerous situations again and again. .
The most important thing is that before, he fought desperately with Du Wen, which consumed himself a lot and also caused some injuries. Later, he was chased by Du Wen for several days and had no time to rest, so he continued to fight alone. Zhao Jiuge was also a little overwhelmed.
Most of the magic weapons in the hands of those spirit-eating tribes are wooden staffs and spears. The special refining methods give those magic weapons a unique style, but the quality and power of each one should not be underestimated.
As soon as he made a move, auras of light all over the sky emerged directly towards him and Bai Qingqing. For a moment, Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing were trapped in it. Zhao Jiuge had a deep understanding of these natives because he had experienced in Shiwanda Mountain before. All such indigenous people have their own unique heritage.
And they also pay attention to the purity of blood, which is somewhat similar to those of spirit beasts, except that some spirit beasts have their own magical powers, and these indigenous people have their own secret techniques passed down. These secret techniques are extremely powerful, so this is why some indigenous people can stand firm. Because of the fall.
I don't know whether it was because of the reason that he had suppressed for a long time before, or because he never took action, so this time Bai Qingqing acted more actively. After giving a sweet drink, the flying sword in his hand directly rolled up a large piece of light.
The first move was the Xuantian Sword Art. It was obvious that Bai Qingqing had made rapid progress in this way since he mastered the way of swordsmanship.
The sharp sword energy crisscrossed directly and rippled out in all directions. Bai Qingqing was a genuine Dao Yuan realm monk, so when he used all his strength, he was naturally full of momentum, and the white robe on his body was whirring.
After doing all this, Bai Qingqing was still not satisfied. She continued to drink softly, her red lips parted slightly, "The blue sea is surging."
The Bihai Palace has been able to be passed down for so many years, so it also has a unique inheritance, and the Bihai Tide is one of them.
After the words fell, green auras continued to emerge and condensed in the air, like a large green wave, directly hitting the figures of the dozen or so spirit-eating tribesmen.
Before Zhao Jiuge made a move, Bai Qingqing had already launched a continuous attack. Zhao Jiuge's mouth was twitching when he saw it, and he thought that it was too fierce.
"Boom."
The sound of violent collision resounded, and the sea below was shaken by the movement, with waves splashing everywhere.
The fierce sword energy directly shattered the offensive of those spirit-eating tribesmen, and then before it ended, the spiritual light from the blue sea bombarded them with an overwhelming momentum.
At this time, Zhao Jiuge discovered that the spirit-eating tribe guys all had very dry-looking wooden signs and accessories hanging on their waists. When the offensive came down, those wooden signs that were originally like dead trees seemed to be irrigated by water. , suddenly came to life, his hesitation was nourished, and he was filled with aura.
Released one aperture after another, blocking these attacks for these figures. This made Zhao Jiuge a little strange. What is the inheritance and characteristics of this spirit-eating tribe? Whether it is a magic weapon or accessories, they are all made of wooden materials. .
Soon, Zhao Jiuge saw the inheritance of the Spirit-Eating Clan. When the blue sea tide fell, more than a dozen figures defended the short man at the head, while the short man at the back kept mumbling. He was mumbling to himself, and judging from the movements of his lips, the rhythm was getting faster and faster.
The next moment, something strange happened. In front of a dozen figures, an invisible wave suddenly appeared. The remaining offensive force fell directly into it and disappeared without causing any wave. Then everything calmed down. , as if nothing happened.
Sumeru Mantra.
This is the inheritance of the Spirit-Eating Clan, and it is also one of the biggest reliances. Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhao Jiuge was secretly surprised. This inheritance seems to be somewhat similar to the time and space. Although it is different, it has the same purpose.
In order to continue to test the truth, this time, Zhao Jiuge directly took action himself, Luoyun Slash, a bright silver light shot out, and directly locked the short man with his energy.
He wanted to see if this Sumeru Mantra could be used continuously. In that case, when fighting, this method would be powerful and it would have a greater advantage.
Because of his strength, Zhao Jiuge's speed in sword fighting was naturally relatively fast. He appeared in front of the short man in almost the blink of an eye. Faced with this kind of point kill, even though there were more than a dozen swordsmen around the short man. The figure, but because the power of Luo Yunzhan is too fierce, it will only look helpless.
The result surprised Zhao Jiuge, but it was not unexpected, because as expected, the Falling Cloud Slash disappeared again almost instantly.
However, Zhao Jiuge was not discouraged because he firmly believed that nothing so heaven-defying existed in this world, and everything had its own shortcomings.
Zhao Jiuge, who did not believe in evil, moved the 'Zhi Ge' in his hand again. But this time it was the Moon Dance of the Galaxy that was used.
The sword energy all over the sky condensed into stars, and they all fell down in an instant. This time, Zhao Jiuge wanted to test it out. He didn't know if the short man could handle the bombardment of this group attack. (To be continued)