Chapter 1008 Sending followers
The aroma of smoke wafted from all around, and Shu Han immediately scanned the surroundings with his clear eyes, and suddenly saw ten small fragrant balls in the cracks of the space flow.
These small balls drifted along the unique space flow of the Changbai Desert. They were so small and hidden that Shu Han didn't notice them at the first time.
Shu Han waved his hand, took these ten small balls out of thin air, and held them in his hand.
Seeing these ten small balls, Old Wang's face turned pale, and he shouted: "Qiyan Xiangqiu, someone wants to kill us! Everyone is on alert and leave this area quickly!"
But the strong aroma of Qi smoke spread out, and the surrounding space immediately rippled.
In an instant, a sand shadow insect that could only swallow a mountain emerged from the space and pounced on the tribe.
Old Man Wang's eyes widened: "Impossible! How could we provoke a swarm of sand shadow insects so quickly!"
The sand shadow insects were stimulated by the incense of Qi smoke and moved extremely fast, instantly surrounding the tribe.
When Old Man Wang saw this scene, he couldn't resist at all. Their tribe was too weak in front of the sand insect swarm.
However, a scene flashed before the eyes of the entire despondent tribe, and everyone instantly left the bloody mouth of the Sand Shadow Insect and came to the top of the churning swarm of insects.
They saw golden locks tying them tightly, and all the golden locks were gathered in Shu Han's hands.
"grown ups!"
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Zhang Yuan sat cross-legged in a dark secret room, meditating with his eyes closed, flashing back to what happened in the past.
He is the noble prince of the Xuanlian clan. In the Xuanlian clan, one person is basically inferior to ten thousand people. But now he can only sit cross-legged in this dark secret room, with no time and no space, only endless waiting.
The past flowed through his mind, and the memory was like a long river. After flowing through his mind, it was like a river rushing into the sea, never to return.
The river flows endlessly into the sea, but memory is not like the river, which will eventually run out.
When his memory is gone, will he still be the noble prince of the Xuanlian clan? Is he still that person named Zhang Yuan?
After waiting for an unknown amount of time, a dull drum beat came from outside the secret room. Zhang Yuan's body suddenly trembled, and the nine holy seals on his chest immediately flashed rhythmically with the drum beat.
Then, Zhang Yuan opened his eyes, revealing a pair of pupils completely occupied by purple.
Thousands of golden and red hairs emerged from the nine holy seals on his chest and quickly intertwined on his body, forming a close-fitting golden and red armor.
Zhang Yuan wore a golden and red armor and walked to the secret room door without saying a word. The secret room door sensed the nine holy seals on his body and opened with a bang.
The dazzling sunlight shone down from above. After gradually adapting to the sunlight, Zhang Yuan's eyes could see that he was in an extremely wide ring-shaped building. From one end of the building, the other end of the building could not be seen. .
Zhang Yuan walked out of the secret room dully, and the armor's helmet closed automatically.
At the same time, thousands of people, like Zhang Yuan, walked out of the secret rooms one after another. They all had shining golden and red armor on their bodies, and the nine holy seals shone brightly on each of them.
Suddenly, a whisper echoed in everyone's ears at the same time.
"let's start."
Upon hearing these words, Zhang Yuan immediately merged with the golden and red armor, opened the ferocious mouth on the helmet, and let out a terrifying howl.
Swish, swish, swish!
Rays of golden-red light splashed across the open space, and the battle ripples shook the world. A series of shrill roars exploded in the melee, and then disappeared immediately.
The two priests of the Yumin clan stood high in the sky, looking down indifferently at the melee below. There was no wave in their eyes, and there was an unfathomable depth in their eyes.
Suddenly, a stream of light froze in front of him, and Liu Yi knelt down on one knee.
"My subordinate, Liu Yi, has something important to report to the priest!"
"explain."
"My subordinate, holding the priest's sky-gazing mirror, monitors all the ascension passages in the lower realm of the human race day and night. Three days ago, I finally monitored the human race Shu Han ascending from the lower realm to the spiritual world. The ascension passage of this person's human world collapsed, and I can only Relying on the time and space jump point to sneak into the spirit world, my subordinates activated the sky-gazing mirror to hunt this person back to the Yuming clan. "
"But when they were about to succeed, the demon Mahayana monks actually interfered, causing Shu Han of the human race to fall into the time and space tunnel in the melee. His subordinates were incompetent. Even with the sky-peeping mirror, it was difficult to capture the human Shu Han with the intervention of the demon race Mahayana. ”
"oh."
This sentence aroused the interest of the two priests.
"The timing of the demon clan's Mahayana attack is so precise. Is it possible that the Mahayana is also paying attention to this person's ascension?"
Liu Yi nodded: "That should be the case."
"The Mahayana monks of the demon tribe can always pay attention to this person. This person is indeed beyond my expectations. Where is this person now?"
Liu Yi replied: "It's roughly in the Changbai Desert where the Rongxu people live."
"Approximately?"
This sentence caused dissatisfaction among the two priests.
"Didn't you see him fall into the space-time tunnel with your own eyes? He has the Nine Holy Seals on his body, so you can't figure out his exact location?"
Hearing this, Liu Yi's head dropped even lower.
"It's my subordinate's incompetence. Logically speaking, I should be able to locate this person immediately, but the reaction of the nine holy seals on this person's body is extremely weak, as if it was blocked by something. I can only calculate based on the time and space tunnel where he fell. We can only barely find that he fell in the Changbai Desert."
"The reaction of the Holy Seal is weak?"
The second priest secretly flicked his fingers, and Gujing Wubo's eyes showed sparkle for the first time.
"It's interesting to catch him."
Liu Yi replied: "I didn't want to disturb the priest, but Changbai Desert is under the jurisdiction of the Shenxian tribe. The Shenxian tribe has long cut off the space transmission channel with our Yuming tribe. If we want to forcibly use the channel to transmit to Changbai Desert, we will inevitably be blocked by the powerful Shenxian tribe. I can't make up my mind, so I came to ask for advice."
"You are right. The Shenxian tribe has become more and more afraid of our Yuming tribe in recent years. But their fear is indeed justified. The Shenxian tribe, hum! If they were not afraid that the Yuming tribe would be too conspicuous among the ten thousand tribes in the spiritual world, they would have dealt with them together with the Yingtian tribe in the early years."
The second priest thought for a moment and said: "You don't have to go in person. A peak fusion cultivator forcibly borrows the space channel. The movement is too loud and will inevitably alarm the great cultivators of the Shenxian tribe. Send others."
As the two talked, the battle below gradually stopped.
At this time, a person possessed by pure gold armor slowly rose into the air and knelt in front of the second priest.
The nine holy seals shone on the armor, and thousands of magic gods intertwined around the holy seals, and there were gods lurking in the holy seals.
The second priest glanced at this person: "Since he has the nine holy seals, send the gods to go. It happens that the holy seals can sense each other. Capture this human cultivator. Although the gods are far inferior to you, they may be more useful than you."
After saying that, the second priest waved his hand, and five more gods in pure gold armor flew over from afar.