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Zhou Shu introduced it again, and he heard a sudden exclamation, and stood up excitedly, "There are such savage beasts, dragon species! I actually made the savage patterns of dragon species!"

Zhou Shu was not surprised at his amazement.

Three of the twelve witch gods are all dragons, and the barbarians have always admired the dragons. When encountering brutal beasts with dragon blood, they will often treat them as messengers of gods, and they will never be used for sacrifices. Dragon seeds can be obtained. The wild beast's savage patterns are as good as those of the gods, and they are extremely excited.

Zhou Shu smiled slightly, "I know the name of the brutal beast, does Brother Xiang want it now? Its power is so great."

Staring at the blueprint, he suddenly seemed to hesitate, and shook his head vigorously, "Forget it, although it is a dragon, but it is not compatible with Zhu Rong witch god, it is not necessary. I still want to be like the high priest of Panshi, the wild pattern can be compatible with the future divine power ."

Zhou Shu said slowly, "Then I hope Brother Xiang will find a suitable pattern for him soon."

Suddenly he nodded, solemnly, "Of course, I can't find it. I won't be promoted to high priest."

"gone."

Zhou Shu arched his hands, and soon disappeared.

Suddenly, he stood there for a while, sighed unconsciously, turned and disappeared into the forest.

Leaving Suddenly the tribe, Zhou Shu went to Shushan.

Along the way, he saw countless temporary altars of the barbarians, all for the barbarian army. The more he saw, the more strange he felt.

The wisdom of the barbarians is still a little insufficient, or they don’t have much experience in war. These supply altars are not guarded by many barbaric priests, and the supply lines are very long, and only a few monks are required to raid, which can destroy the altar and cut off the supply lines. , So that the barbarian priests who were not good at protracted war were unsustainable and had to retreat.

However, he did not find that these altars had any signs of being scouted or attacked, which showed that Shu Shan did not do so.

Is the elder of Shushan stupid, can't even think of this?

Obviously impossible, Miao Ruolan could definitely understand this.

Is Shushan being surrounded too dead?

It is also unlikely that even if they are now surrounded very tightly, they will have enough time to do these things before the barbarian siege.

It seems that Shushan is surrounded, not like the temporary wind of the barbarian, but more like Shushan doing it deliberately.

Thinking of this, Zhou Shu felt relaxed a lot, but instead became worried for the barbarians.

"Mount Shu, ah Mount Shu, are you planning to bury all the barbarian elites in Mount Shu? If you do this, Mount Shu will probably have to pay a great price, and the barbarians will be greatly injured. I am afraid that the 100,000 mountains will also be part of it."

More than ten days later, Zhou Shu came out of the 100,000 mountains, changed back to the monk's costume, and flew all the way to Shu Mountain.

When you were on the road, you could see the barbarian army, about thousands of people, led by priests, marching to the Shu Mountain mightily. They were held in one hundred thousand mountains, and they seemed to feel that they were about to occupy Nanzhanzhou and drive away the immortal cultivators. He is full of spirits and fighting spirit.

In contrast, on the path leading to Shu Mountain, few cultivators appeared, and occasionally a few cultivators would be avoided.

After all, there are too many barbarians, nearly a thousand tribes, the total number exceeds several million.

Of course, there are also immortal cultivators who rushed to fight with the barbarians. Most of the results were not good. If they did not fall into the barbarian state, once they fell into the barbarian, there was almost no possibility of living out.

A single attack like this would pose no threat to the barbarian army, unless it was to gather many monks and attack again, but now that Shushan is trapped, Emei has not come forward, and the dragons have no leader. It is considered that the monks of Nanzhanzhou are willing to help. They can't gather together, so they can only let the barbarians do.

In midair, a young monk looked at the barbarian army below with a solemn expression.

After watching for a while, it seemed that he couldn't help it. With a shout, he flew straight into the barbarian army, holding a silver spear, and spurring it back and forth. The spear was sharp and powerful, and wherever the silver spear came, the barbarians were all in succession. Be opened, wounded or dead.

But in a short while, he was surrounded, and the barbarians also cast the Black Miasma.

The black miasma is a special miasma refined by the barbarian miasma. Wherever the miasma goes, everything will become heavy. If the cultivator is inside, the speed will be greatly reduced, and it will be difficult to fly again. The monk is the same.

This miasma is a great weapon for the barbarians to deal with immortal cultivators.

That young monk was only in the late stage of the Nascent Soul Realm. He was trapped in a dark miasma and could not escape himself, but he was still extremely brave regardless of his life and death. The silver light couldn't help flashing in the black mist, and when he fell together, he would definitely hear There was a scream from the barbarian.

In the distant clouds, several monks looked down and shook their heads slightly.

"It looks like he can't get out anymore. The young man is aggressive and cruel. It's a pity that a good junior has died."

"What's a pity, knowing that I can't do it, it's an idiot. I am not trying to die."

"He is also for Shushan and Nanzhanzhou for us. Don't talk about him like that, I am... ashamed of him."

"The barbarians are so powerful, what is the effect of his reckless actions~lightnovelpub.net~ I think we should ventilate with other sects and try to unite against the barbarians. Otherwise, we will have difficulty waiting for the fall of Shu Mountain. Stay here."

"Emei doesn't speak, relying on our little sects, it's difficult..."

"I can't wait any longer, Nanzhanzhou was not good at all, so I changed to Dongshengzhou. Anyway, I won't go to die."

The monks kept talking, but no one had the idea to help the young monk in white, just sighing.

As he was talking, he saw a sword light hung down in the air, like a mercury puddle, directly rushing into the black miasma.

Snapped--

The black and heavy miasma was beaten in all directions, and many barbarians were also affected, splashing away like water, with no resistance.

Seeing the sword light that also resembled Changhong, the young monk's thoughts turned, and he no longer entangled, flew along the sword light, and in the blink of an eye he escaped from the barbarian clan and fell into a white cloud.

The young monk looked respectful and bowed, "Thank you senior for helping me."

Zhou Shu put down the sword in his hand, nodded gently, and flicked out a burst of vitality, "You are welcome."

The young monk resisted Yuan Li and insisted on finishing the ceremony, staring at Zhou Shu with proud eyes, and questioned, "Senior has such a cultivation base, why don't you deal with the barbarians?!"

Zhou Shu glanced at him and said faintly, "The barbarians are powerful. It doesn't make much sense to solve here and there."

"Pointless?"

The young monk's face turned reddish, and his voice was suddenly high, "How can it be meaningless! Even if we only kill a barbarian, we can help Shushan and help Nanzhanzhou relieve a little danger. As a monk, it is incumbent for me to be a monk. , And Senior, how can you... say that?"

He looked angry and disappointed.

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