I don't know if it is fate or coincidence, Xiang Jing and the others are in the most holy place of the local aborigines.

Being trampled by foreign races now is undoubtedly a great disrespect for their insults and sacred beliefs.

At the moment, those creatures made strange noises and quickly approached Xiang Jing and the others with their weapons.

"What the hell?"

Xiang Jing looked at the surrounding creatures with a dazed expression.

They generally look the same as humans, with two arms, two legs, two eyes and one mouth, but their skin is brown with bark-like lines.

He was wearing clothes made of wild animal skins, and the weapons in his hands were all wooden, which looked like a primitive tribe.

They didn't know what they were talking about, Xiang Jing didn't understand at all.

"Ding, it is recommended that the host purchase a translation chip and purchase 1,000 hunting points."

"Bought"

"Ding, the purchase is successful, the translation chip × 3, 3,000 hunting points deducted, has been placed in the space ring, please check."

Xiang Jing took out the translation chip, a light blue chip the size of a fingernail, and placed it on his temple.

The translation chip was immediately integrated into his brain, and the words spoken by these creatures became understandable.

By the way, give two thugs one by one, so that they can understand the speech.

"What are you guys, why do they appear in our Holy Land!"

"Foreigners, leave quickly! Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!"

"Foreign creatures! Will they be in the same group with Uta?"

"Expell them! We can't let these alien creatures invade our holy land!"

Xiang Jing heard them talking a lot, but didn't understand what it meant.

He shouted "Hey! Who among you has the final say!"

What Xiang Jing spoke was not Huaxia, but the language of these creatures.

In addition to enabling him to understand the language of these creatures, the translation chip can also speak their language.

Those creatures heard Xiang Jing actually say their needs, and each one backed away in shock.

Then the crowd parted, and an elderly creature that appeared to be getting older came out.

He leaned on a cane and looked at Xiang Jing and they said, "Foreigners! Who are you, why are you here in the clouds?"

Xiang Jing looked at this elderly creature, it was estimated that he was in the same position as the village chief, and his eyes rolled and said, "We are the envoys of the gods sent by the heavens. We have come to your holy place to give you the protection of the gods. You don't have to thank you soon. !"

Xiang Jing said, standing with his hand held up, his head held up forty-five degrees, with an unpredictable look.

These creatures looked like primitive people who hadn't been civilized yet. They looked pretty good to deceive, to see if they could get something useful from them.

Knowing that they all looked at each other, the leader looked at one crutches and said, "We only believe in the **** of the earth who gives us life. We never believe in any gods. Please leave us between the clouds, otherwise we will be rude."

Speaking, those creatures came up again with weapons.

Xiang Jing stood awkwardly on the spot. Damn it was wrong. In the novel, didn't it say that the angel of the gods descended to the earth? Isn't this identity a panacea? Isn't it a lark? How come this is the **** of the earth again.

Xiang Jing coughed dryly, his face was not red and heartbeat, and he said, "Our Lord of the Gods and your God of the Earth are good friends, and we have also dispatched envoys."

Saying that he secretly made a look at Baishan Beast King, and asked him to show his hand quickly.

At the Hundred Mountain Beast King meeting, a slap was slapped on the ground, and then the ground under his feet slammed up to lift him up.

This scene seemed to be a miracle in the eyes of these aborigines. The old man knelt down with excitement and trembling, constantly worshipping, and chanting the words "God of the earth protect me between the clouds!"

The people of his tribe also knelt down one after another, and kept worshipping at the feet of Baishan Beast King, praying for the protection of the **** of the earth.

Xiang Jing raised his eyebrows at Baishan Beast King and asked him to say something.

Baishan Beast King nodded and said, "We are the messengers of the gods of the heavens and the gods of the earth. We have specially come to give the blessings of the gods, and the gods have not opened the way quickly to welcome us."

With the brains of the Baishan Beast King, it must be impossible to say such a thing, it was all conveyed to him by Xiang Jing.

The headed old man quickly got up, waved his big hand, and a group of tribesmen moved quickly, welcoming Xiang Jing and the others into the residence.

Along the way, the Baishan Beast King was undoubtedly embraced by the aboriginal people in the cloud screen, and surrounded by entering the residence, while Xiang Jing and Linyuan Corpse King were basically ignored.

After Xiang Jing gave a dry cough, Baishan Beast King went on to say, "The angel of the gods is our forerunner, and everything must be listened to by him, and the angel of this earth must also follow his arrangements."

As soon as Baishan Beast King said this, these aborigines paid attention to Xiang Jing, an envoy of the gods who had never heard of it.

If you look closely, you will find that Xiang Jing, the envoy of the gods, looked much more pleasing to the eye than the earth envoy of the Baishan Beast King.

After all, Baishan Beast King is a beast, Xiang Jing is a human, and most of the physical signs of these aborigines are similar to humans, so they will naturally feel much more comfortable looking at them.

Xiang Jing followed along and learned some basic information here.

These aborigines are a race called Klein, and the place they live in is similar to the tribe called the Clouds.

The old man is the head of the cloud screen, similar to the tribe leader, and is called the cloud screen Lu.

According to him, their Klein clan has lived here for generations, and the place where they were just now is the holy land of their clan.

For the first time in thousands of years, things like Xiang Jing and the others such as the angels of the gods and the earth descending to the earth.

After talking like this, Xiang Jing and the others entered the residence between the clouds. The buildings here made Xiang Jing a little dazed.

Because except for the different structural styles, the materials and architectural styles used are almost exactly the same as those he had seen in the Dead City before.

Xiang Jing asked casually, "Did you build these houses?"

Yun Mulu looked at the houses and said, "Does the Envoy mean these rooms? These are all left by our ancestors and have been here for a long time."

"Those were built by us" Yunmulu pointed to another area, which also had such a building.

Xiang Jing walked over to check, there is no difference from the buildings he saw before, but the materials used seem to be relatively new.

The architecture of the dead city and the same architecture that appeared here between the clouds gave Xiang Jing a bit of a bad association.

If the ancestors between the clouds were originally the aborigines of the dead city, they had to settle here for some reason.

What happened in that dead city turned an originally ultra-modern race into a primitive tribe.

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