You should know that the way of curses has always been the most strange and unpredictable method in the prehistoric world.

Even with Zhao Gongming's body as the Golden Immortal of Daluo, he was worshipped to death by Jiang Shang, a person who had not achieved immortality.

Therefore, even though this person was only at the level of an earth immortal, he had burst out the combat power of a true immortal, which made Xiao Sheng dare not underestimate him. After Xiao Sheng put away the lever light sword tightly, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Although the light sword is just an acquired spiritual treasure, it is gradually dissatisfied with his wishes. Xiao Sheng did not expect that he would have to change another one so soon.

After experiencing this sudden encounter, Xiao Sheng became interested in the island in the Yunmeng Lake.

He slowly landed on the island where the strong man was, and then searched the island that was only a hundred miles apart. But after a moment, he couldn't help but look puzzled.

No matter how he surveyed, he did not find any trace of other witches! So why did the strong man dare to fight to the death and stop him from staying here?

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In a tunnel deep in Yunmeng Daze, a group of figures with hair and tattoos, without mulberry and hemp, and clothes with fur suddenly stopped.

"High Priest? Is there anything wrong with it?"

I saw a man about meter tall and stout, asking at the old man beside him who looked like a bamboo pole with a puzzled expression.

"Wu, dead!"

The high priest said in a hoarse voice like a crow roaring.

"What? Who made the move?"

"I don't know, Wu's blood curse did not fall on the other party!"

“…So do we still have to continue?”

"Let's go! When we reach this point, we can't help but retreat!"

During a deep conversation, the group of witches walked back into the depths of the tunnel.

These people are descendants of the witch who were lucky enough to escape after Chiyou's defeat in the war.

After the Battle of Zhulu, because they were afraid of Xuanyuan's pursuit, they did not even dare to stay in the former land of Jiuli Kingdom and migrated to the extremely remote southwest mountains.

Finally, these Jiuli residents stayed in a place called Miaoshan.

In order to prevent Xuanyuan from prosecution, they no longer called themselves Jiuli people, but they also did not think that their family was a witch clan.

Therefore, in order to start a new life, this generation called himself Miao people based on Miao Mountain. They began to work hard among these vast mountains and start over again.

As time goes by, the descendants of Jiuli have gradually spread out. Among the mountains, Miao tribes began to spread.

Among the mountains in the southwest, it is gradually called the land of hundreds of seedlings by other alien races.

Because of Chiyou, the land of Baimiao still retains the old customs of the Jiuli Kingdom, and the high priests and clan leaders in the tribe are equally important. At the same time, these people do not understand the practice, so they have been practicing the secret methods of body refining and witchcraft passed down by Chiyou.

The witches deep in Yunmeng Daze are the Heimiao Tribe, one of the five major tribes led by Baimiao.

In order to completely defeat the four major tribes of white seedlings, green seedlings, flower seedlings and red seedlings, which are as famous as it, the land of hundreds of seedlings.

The high priest of the Heimiao tribe found a clue from the remaining records of Jiuli Kingdom. That was the treasure left by King Chiyou in the old place of Jiuli Kingdom because his ancestors were in a hurry.

If the black Miao can find this treasure, it will definitely be able to unify the hundred Miao. Then they will lead the tribe members back to their hometown and complete the unfinished things of King Chiyou!

So the leader of the Hei Miao tribe and the high priest, and a strong man from the tribe came to the Yunmeng Daze in a vague way.

After they finally found the tunnel to enter the ancestral land based on clues from their ancestors, the high priest ordered his disciple Wu to stay outside, and no one was allowed to enter the ancestral land thousands of miles before they came out.

Unfortunately, Na Wu may have been in the mountains for a long time and his mind was too rigid. Although Xiao Sheng didn't care about the deserted island under his feet, he just followed the teacher's instructions and jumped out to attack Xiao Sheng.

Now Xiao Sheng is completely interested!

Although Xiao Sheng did not find clues in the island under his feet, he thought of a wonderful solution when he moved his heart.

He slowly raised his head and stood on the Yunmeng Daze, and then opened his eyes to look at the Daze under his feet.

Under this Eye of the Heavenly Tribulation, as long as there are disasters and disasters, they will never be able to escape his eyes.

However, because the gods were in the chasm, the secrets of heaven were chaotic and the catastrophe were overflowing, Xiao Sheng had to carefully identify them in the grayish white color.

Finally, in the layers of fog, Xiao Sheng discovered a strange place.

Now, there are no human tribes on this Yunmeng Lake except for some fish, shrimp, crocodiles and turtles.

On the small island nearly a thousand miles away, the mass of disaster aura gathered there seemed a little inexplicable.

However, after discovering the island, Xiao Sheng couldn't help but complain about the witch man before, "The distance is so far, do you stop me as a hammer?"

If the witch hadn't taken action against him for no reason, he might have searched the mountains on the shore to find the spiritual roots.

Xiao Sheng fell on the island that was very close to the shore. Looking at the ruins of the city buried among the plants, he couldn't help but feel a little thoughtful.

After using the true immortal soul to sweep across the island, it was not difficult for Xiao Sheng to find the traces of the witch people. Under the cover of a vine, a crypt was revealed among the ruins in the jungle.

Xiao Sheng turned into a breeze and drifted in. After walking down the deep tunnel, he finally arrived at a hall.

This is a stone hall with an extremely ancient shape, with a large pond in the middle of the hall. When Xiao Sheng arrived, the high priest and others had already suffered heavy casualties.

Looking at the golden light running back and forth in the hall like golden light, Xiao Sheng couldn't help but look solemn.

"Isn't this evil insect extinct in ancient times? Why is there one left?"

After the golden light and light flashed through the true body of a witch man again, the golden light stopped.

Looking at the golden cicada that was staying on the dead witch's head and calmly sucking the brain marrow, the high priest was both happy and shocked.

After they arrived at the ancestral land, they accidentally disturbed the sleeping insects, and the ownerless insects would not show mercy.

But the high priest never expected that the insect was so fierce. In a blink of an eye, only he and the clan leader survived.

Looking at the thin gauze wings behind the golden cicada, he counted silently and had four pairs, which made him feel a little regretful.

But even so, as long as he brings this four-winged golden cicada back to the land of hundreds of seedlings, no one can resist the Black Seedlings’ unification of the hundreds of seedlings!
Chapter completed!