The village in front of me is made entirely of stones. There are about thirty or forty households, and the total population is probably less than three hundred people.

When Yan Wubian came closer, he realized that all the villagers in the village, regardless of men, women, old or young, were gathered in an open space in the center of the village.

The exposed skin of these villagers is all painted with various patterns, including strange characters, ferocious-looking monsters, and some weird symbols. Not only does it look weird, it also looks extremely ferocious. It makes these villagers look more rough and wild.

At this time, all the villagers were facing a statue in the central square, kneeling down to worship, with pious expressions on their faces, and muttering something in a low voice, as if they were praying.

However, under the statue, there was a row of corpses lying horizontally, and several women beside them were crying, with sad expressions on their faces.

Looking at the clothes of this group of people, Yan Wubian was stunned for a moment, and then a thoughtful expression flashed across his face. As far as he knew, the Tianyuan Desert was vast, although most places were It is a desert, but there are also a lot of people living in some oases, and there are even some extremely special tribes among them.

These tribes have their own culture, language, and beliefs.

Obviously, the place in front of us is a tribe with its own historical heritage.

With a sweep of his spiritual consciousness, Yan Wubian discovered that there were no strong people in this tribe. Although some people among them had spiritual power fluctuations in their bodies, they were not strong, and they only served the purpose of strengthening the body.

Yan Wubian did not directly disturb these villagers who seemed to be worshiping something. Instead, he slowly fell from mid-air to the back of the crowd and quietly looked at everything around him.

Although the level of cultivators in this tribe is not high, they are cultivators after all, with sharp ears and eyesight. When Yan Wubian, who had no hidden intentions, fell down, an old man in gray clothes at the front of the crowd immediately noticed something. , turned his head slightly and glanced at Yan Wubian, a look of shock flashed in his eyes.

However, the old man in gray ignored the sudden appearance of Yan Wubian and continued his sacrifice.

In addition, many people on the field noticed Yan Wubian's arrival, but after taking a look at the old man in gray, they all lowered their heads again, and no one paid attention to Yan Wubian's arrival.

Not long after, the strange sacrificial sounds on the field finally stopped, and everyone who was kneeling on the ground suddenly stood up. Some people rushed towards the statue, while other villagers who clearly looked like cultivators, Under the leadership of the old man in gray, he walked towards Yan Wubian.

"Senior, I don't know what you are doing here?"

Walking closer, compared to the wary expressions of the people behind him, the old man in gray faced Yan Wubian, but he was extremely respectful.

Looking at the old man in gray robe, Yan Wubian felt a little surprised. This man was not very strong, but his eyesight was not bad. He obviously saw his extraordinary qualities and was so respectful.

"Boom!"

Just when Yan Wubian opened his mouth and was about to speak, a rumbling sound suddenly came from the distance.

"No, it's Shako!"

Sensing all this, the expressions of the gray-robed old man and others changed.

Not only them, but all the villagers in the tribe seemed to know what was about to happen. After a moment of panic, all men, women and children, old and young, soon returned to the house. When they reappeared, they all had sharp knives in their hands.

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"Boom!"

The earth seemed to be shaking, and suddenly, billowing smoke appeared on the distant horizon, moving very fast, like a whirlwind, towards the tribe.

Immediately, everyone's eyes were looking away.

With Yan's boundless eyesight, the moment the smoke appeared, he could already see that there was a group of cavalry in front of the smoke.

"It was them, the Night Demon Shark Band, who killed Shi Qing and others."

At this time, a middle-aged man behind the old man in gray looked at the cavalry getting closer and closer, as if he recognized the origin of these cavalry, and was shocked and angry.

"These sharks do all kinds of evil. I knew that the murder of Shi Qing and others was not accidental. I never thought that this time they would actually target our tribe!"

The old man in gray had an extremely ugly face, and his eyes dimmed for a while. He knew very well what the arrival of these people meant to their tribe.

There are many Shakou in the Tianyuan Desert. Like locusts, one group leaves and another comes. These people do all kinds of evil and have no fixed place of residence. They rob everywhere, kill people at every turn, and bully young girls.

What's more important is that there are often powerful spiritual masters among these shakos. Like the tribe in front of us, even though there are cultivators in the tribe, they can't fight against them.

Especially the group of bandits in front of us, but in recent years, a group of bandits that have suddenly appeared are very powerful. What is even more frightening is that almost none of the people they like are left alive, especially women.

And also be humiliated.

"Senior, please leave quickly before those shakos arrive, and with your cultivation level, you should be able to escape."

At this time, the old man in gray raised his head slightly, looked at Yan Wubian and suddenly said.

Obviously, although he saw Yan Wubian's extraordinary ability, the old man still believed that Yan Wubian would not be a match for these Shakou, so he kindly persuaded him to leave. As for their tribe, even if they wanted to leave, they did not have the strength.

, the only option is to fight to the death with the opponent.

"Old man, who are these guys?"

Seeing that since these knights appeared, everyone in the tribe in front of them was so scared, and even turned ashen, which made Yan Wubian stunned and couldn't help but feel a little curious.

Seeing Yan Wubian's unconcerned and extremely calm face, the old man couldn't help but be slightly startled, and then a surge of hope suddenly rose in his heart, and he told the whole story of these Shakou.

"Senior, do you have a way to deal with these people?"

After hearing what he said, Yan Wubian's expression still didn't change much, with a calm and calm look. The little hope in the heart of the old man in gray suddenly expanded infinitely, and his eyes looking at Yan Wubian were filled with excitement.

"Senior, judging from your appearance, it is obvious that you can repel these bandits. Please help us. Otherwise, these beasts will kill all the men in our tribe and take away the women."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man in gray suddenly knelt down and hit his white head on the ground.

"useless!"

Yan Wubian was shocked. The old man's move was something he never expected. He immediately took a step forward and helped the old man away.
Chapter completed!