When it was the fourth day, there was finally good news.
It is possible that the Sanmiao tribe in the original Jiuli emperor had stored some witch god blood. After learning the news, Chu Feng immediately set off to Sanmiao tribe.
He must pick it up personally, and this is his only chance.
Jiuli and Sanmiao are both the birthplaces of wizards. There have been countless witch gods in history, and there is a very high possibility that the Sanmiao tribe has the blood of witch gods.
Twenty-one days, three days have passed, and Chu Feng has eighteen days to be available.
In order to rush to the Sanmiao tribe as quickly as possible, Chu Feng summoned the avatar of the blue cow and let it display the space shifting supernatural powers to drive on.
The incarnation of Qingniu also understood that Chu Feng's current situation was very dangerous, so he worked hard. If the deity dies, it will also perish. This is the only constraint after becoming someone else's incarnation.
In less than a day, Chu Feng rushed to the Sanmiao tribe.
He came this time without any subordinates. Old Demon Scarlet Moon and other demon kings need to host the Ten Thousand Demon Slaughter Immortal Array on the front line.
Chu Feng only brought beast pets such as gold crowns and silver snakes, and rushed over to fetch the blood of the witch god.
The one who provided him the news was an old hunter from San Miao. Because after Chu Feng destroyed the Jiuli Emperor, he promoted all kinds of benevolent politics, and even more so that the tribesmen of the Sanmiao tribe enjoyed a lot of preferential treatment.
Therefore, many people are grateful to Chu Feng.
The great chief of the Sanmiao tribe had already welcomed the arrival of Chu Feng at the intersection.
When he saw Chu Feng coming alone, he couldn't help but froze, and his eyes flashed twice. Then he smiled and greeted him, bowing to Chu Fengxing.
"Where is the blood of the witch god?" Chu Feng had no intention of talking nonsense with the chief chief, and went straight to the subject.
"Your Majesty is struggling, come from afar, or go to my tribe to rest first! We have prepared a sumptuous banquet to entertain your Majesty!" The warchief is a middle-aged man in his fifties.
With two beards, his face shows the majesty of a superior.
But in front of Chu Feng, he didn't dare to put on any airs, only to be a grandson, bowing his head and bowing his waist.
"Your Sanmiao tribe's hospitality, my heart takes it! There is really no time to worry about it this time, you can quickly take the emperor to get the blood of the witch god!" Chu Feng declined the other's hospitality.
"Well, since your majesty is so anxious, the little people dare not miss your majesty's event! Please follow me!" said the great chief, leading the way.
The other members of the Sanmiao tribe were all drunk by the warchief and prevented them from following.
Under the guidance of the Great Chief, Chu Feng walked through the mountains and forests and trails and came to a huge cave.
"Your Majesty, this cave is the burial place of the ancestors of my Sanmiao tribe! The blood of the witch gods you want is in it, you can take as much as you want! Just please also destroy my Sanmiao ancestor Funeral coffin, remains!"
After the great chief led Chu Feng to the entrance of the cave, he didn't go in again.
Chu Feng always felt that this cave was dark and weird. But when he looked up, he really found that there were long platforms dug out above the cave.
There are sarcophagi on it.
It seems correct, this must be the cave where the Sanmiao tribe buries the remains of the ancestors.
Because it is said that people at that time, when they were buried, they neither went into the ground nor into the water, but were buried high in a hanging coffin. It can prevent the invasion of ants, and it also means to ascend to heaven.
This method of hanging the coffin high and burial was very popular at that time.
Chu Feng estimated that the blood of the witch gods should be inside the coffin or elsewhere in the cave.
Such as the altar.
He was also a daring master of art, so he broke into the cave directly. It was very cold inside, with gusts of wind, and there were bats frightened, flapping their wings and flying out of it.
Chu Feng leaped up to the sarcophagus at the top of the cave and uncovered a sarcophagus to view it.
There were only rotten bones and some simple funerary objects, and he did not see the blood of the witch god he was looking for.
Continue to rush inside, and an ancient altar appeared in front of him.
I saw a huge sarcophagus above the semicircular altar, and ancient runes were carved on the pillars on both sides.
Chu Feng was overjoyed, and the other sarcophagi could only be placed on the rock wall of the cave. But this huge sarcophagus is qualified to be placed on the altar, and it must be the coffin of the wizard god.
Before reaching the sarcophagus, Chu Feng's height was less than half the height of the sarcophagus.
This didn't bother him. He shook his body, revealing a three-headed six-armed demon body, and immediately stood more than one foot and three feet tall. The giant coffin just flattened his chest.
"Drive me!"
Chu Feng sacrificed his gun, inserted it into the lid of the sarcophagus, and squeezed it upward.
Click!
The lid of the sarcophagus was opened, and a rancid smell wafted out. Chu Feng resisted the nausea, moved the lid of the coffin, and looked inside.
"Roar!"
A rotting corpse roared and sat up from inside, its hands with long black nails, sharp like daggers.
He pinched Chu Feng's neck.
"Zombie?"
Chu Feng faintly felt that something was wrong, but he was not afraid. The Killing Spear relentlessly pierced the zombie in the sarcophagus.
call!
The zombie was so fast that it dodged as soon as it dodges.
White hairs began to grow on its body, and with a spray, a green corpse fire burned towards Chu Feng.
Unexpectedly, this zombie actually repaired a corpse fire, and it felt very powerful. It should have reached the real fire level.
At least Chu Feng felt a strong threat.
He hurriedly avoided.
However, the corpse fire was extremely spiritual, like a demon, burning with a blast, and then divided into two and two into four, surrounding Chu Feng.
"Want to burn me?"
Chu Feng sneered and summoned the flame lion.
"General Lion, this is a good thing. After eating the poisonous flames for you, it may be of great benefit."
Although Chu Feng's Flame Lion was now promoted to the Demon King, its poisonous flames were still at the rank of ordinary fire.
Only when it transforms into real fire will it be powerful enough.
At that time, even immortals can be burned to death.
The flame lion sniffed, then excitedly faced the burning corpse fires, opening his mouth and swallowing again and again.
In the blink of an eye, he swallowed all the corpse fire.
The corpse rushed out of the coffin, straightened his arms, and pointed his sharp nails towards Chu Feng's neck.
"roll!"
Chu Feng's sharp spear was not polite at all, as it swept across it with one shot.
Unexpectedly, the animal's speed was astonishingly fast, like a stone light fire, but he dodged it in a flash. Chu Feng couldn't hurt it at all.
"Isn't it faster than speed? Let you taste the power of the Red Fire Bronze Mirror!" Chu Feng offered the bronze mirror and took a picture of the zombie.
A red glow shot out from the bronze mirror and successfully shot the zombie.
"Oh! Ooo!" It made a weird and stern cry, a bit like a cat, but not so much.
The face, which was already badly decomposed, became more terrifying and ugly. Scorched black.
"I drive you crazy, make you fast, and blind your eyes!" Chu Feng urged the Crimson Flame Bronze Realm to shine in its eyes.