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Xing Tian invited Mingyu, but this move was not to be a diplomatic person. Since the Dragon and Phoenix Heavenly Tribulation, another disaster has passed. Countless great gods who were born and conceived have died in billions of years. To put it bluntly, those who can live to this day are old but not dead, and they are very lucky. These monks have not been able to improve their cultivation for countless years. In this era, I still don’t know how many great masters have come to work and have great achievements. Now they can get along well with each other. Xing Tian seems rough, but he is as careful as a hair.

The Lich Lord has become a major trend. It is different from the three tribes of dragon, phoenix, qilin. At that time, the three tribes were in a stalemate and had concerns with each other. But now the two tribes of Lich are in opposition, and they have to do a battle in the future to determine the main and second order. At the beginning of this era of Mingyu, he entered the realm of enlightenment at the realm of enlightenment and interacted with the world. When he transformed, nearly a hundred monks prayed to him, and there were not many friends of life and death among them. Who could believe that birds of feathers gathered together. These friends with Mingyu could not determine how many people who became enlightened.

Therefore, when Shang Yang heard Xing Tian invite Ming Yu, he immediately expressed his objection. Seeing Ming Yu looking at him in confusion, he burst into laughter, not explaining the reason, but just laughed at Xing Tian.

Seeing him like this, Mingyu's heart turned around and understood what he meant. He chuckled gently, "Haha, I have been dedicated to practicing and interacting with countless people. I never ask about my background. This is not necessary for fellow Taoists to do this. After all, the witch clan is a prehistoric clan, and I should visit one or two. The stones in other mountains can be used to attack jade, but there is no chance to respond." Mingyu is a humble gentleman, otherwise he would not have visited all kinds of great gods everywhere to discuss Taoism with him. He even gave out the Xunfeng Taoism and comprehended it with the others. He could have done his Taoism today and benefited a lot from it.

When Shang Yang saw Mingyu seeing through his thoughts, he felt a little Hao Ran, but he didn't argue. Xing Tian was angry, "Hmph!" He snorted heavily at Shang Yang. However, Ming Yu's words were clear, and the Lich clan was not his business.

At this point, the three of them had no chance to talk. Shang Yang knew the tact and stood up to say goodbye to Mingyu. "It's really hard to meet with your husband today. But Shang Yang still wants to visit his friends. I will ask for advice from him in the future. I hope he will give him advice." Shang Yang's posture was very low. On the one hand, Mingyu's cultivation was extremely high, and on the other hand, it was related to Nuwa.

Mingyu didn't care much for himself, so he quickly stood up and bowed to him, and said humbly: "Fellow Taoist is too polite. In the future, fellow Taoist can come to the door, so I will greet you from the mountain gate."

"Goodbye!" Shang Yang bowed and said. He looked at Xing Tian and snorted, "Xing Tian's great witch, today there is no difference between victory and defeat. There will be a fight in the future. At that time, I will hold back and decide the difference!"

Xing Tian's eyebrows trembled, jumped up from the ground, and still glared at Shang Yang. He said in a fury: "I'm afraid that you will come from, so we will hold back our hands. Then you will be beaten and run away with your head. Don't blame me for taking the harsh action."

Shang Yang was choked by Xing Tian's words and his beard flew around, "You, you, you, a man. I'll give up today and I'll look good with you in the future!" He whispered and stared at Xing Tian with hatred. He turned around and bowed to Mingyu and said, "Shang Yang will practice in Changyang Mountain. If you pass by, don't pass by. So that Shang Yang will respect the landlord's ceremony. Let Shang Yang leave today, and Shang Yang will leave!"

"Goodbye! Fellow Taoist walk slowly!" Ming Yu bowed and watched Shang Yang ride up the demon cloud and leave. "This Shang Yang is a rare man, quite polite." Seeing Shang Yang ride away from the clouds, Ming Yu smiled at Xing Tian beside him.

"Hmph!" Xing Tian was a little disdainful when he heard this, "Although there are hundreds of millions of demon clans, they are different from my witch clans. The twelve ancestor witches are born and originated, and they are close and retreated. They regard my witch clan as themselves and walk through various tribes all year round. The demon clan is not like that. Di Jun Taiyi has great magical powers, but is equivalent to my witch clans. Most of the demon clans gathered and regarded him as respected. There are also Nuwa Fuxi practicing in Fengqi Mountain. There are countless demon clans who receive his kindness, but they are not in line with each other with the Emperor Jun Taiyi. This Shang Yang is a member of the Nuwa lineage and is very tolerant of my witch clan. My witch clan is not a person who doesn't say anything about it, and he will not fight to death with him. However, it is not like that of the Emperor Jun lineage. Today, it is not just a matter of life and death."

After hearing Xing Tian's words, Mingyu was shocked. He had never heard of internal discord within the demon clan. Mingyu always thought that Di Jun would gather twelve demon saints in the future to fight against the witch clan. Unexpectedly, Nuwa also had a group of loyal people, but they had a peaceful relationship with the witch clan.

"Oh, I haven't heard of this." Ming Yu whispered, his mind wandering. Xing Tian smiled coldly, "We have also heard that there is also a great god in the North Sea. His magical powers are not weak, and Di Jun Nuwa and others are known as the ancestor of Kunpeng. Countless demon clans in the North Pole are the main ones, and they are not the same as Di Jun Taiyi."

After hearing Xing Tian's words, Ming Yu couldn't help but look at him with admiration. Xing Tian is very strategic and has a clear understanding of the reality of the demon clan. Ming Yu is a latecomer. According to legend, a lich war. Nuwa lives in Wa's palace and was blocked by the Three Qings and the Western Saints. In the end, both the two clans and the two tribes were destroyed. It seems that there are some reasons that are not worthy of being outsiders. Kunpeng escaped during the battle between the two sides, and later he did not see Nuwa treating him. He is still called the ancestor in Beihai, so he is so carefree.

These are all internal affairs of the demon clan and have nothing to do with Mingyu. You can just know what you want, and don’t worry about him.

Shang Yang left immediately, and Mingyu planned to follow Xing Tian back to his own tribe to see the piece of divine iron he got that could not even melt Zhurong.

"Fellow Daoist Xing Tian, ​​why not go directly to your tribe to see the magic iron. If I can help you, it will save you from searching everywhere in the prehistoric world. What do you think?"

Mingyu said to Xing Tian, ​​thinking that it would be okay to go to the witch clan first, and he would have to visit him sooner or later. This time, Mingyu planned to stay in the prehistoric world for a long time. There were two boys to take care of the Yingtai Scenic Spot in Donghai, and with the protection of the innate formation, he felt relieved.

"It's just my wish, so I'll take a step first and lead the way for fellow Taoists. This underground is southeast, a little far from the tribe, and it will take some time to walk!" After Xing Tian said that, the long sword in his hand turned into a ray of light, rolling up his body and flying up. Ming Yu saw that Xing Tian could actually turn the long sword into light and draw a cloud of light to follow Xing Tian.

The two of them were extremely fast and flew thousands of miles away in the blink of an eye. Xing Tian's flying method is different from the technique of flying clouds and fog, which depends entirely on the body. Ming Yu kept observing this flying technique, which was a bit like the light body flying technique in martial arts in later generations, but it was countless times more sophisticated. The witch clan's body was fostering, which was similar to practicing martial arts. Xing Tian's body was constantly flowing, echoing the long sword that transformed light. Ming Yu couldn't get the method and admired this magical power.

However, in one day, we went from the southeast of the prehistoric world to the central part. From a distance, we saw a mountain with crowds and houses standing in a large area. It was like a huge village located at the foot of the mountain, with many caves dug on the walls of the mountain. This tribe was extremely prosperous, with a total of 100,000 people living here at the same time. I don’t know how they solved the needs of life.

When Xing Tian saw his tribe, he burst into laughter and pointed at Mingyu, saying, "Fellow Taoist, our tribe is at the foot of the mountain, which is the largest tribe within ten thousand miles. There are 80,000 warriors, thousands of old men, and nearly ten thousand children. In less than a thousand years, he can gather 100,000 warriors, sweep the surrounding 100,000 miles, and hold them in my hands." Xing Tian looked at his tribe proudly, and longed for Mingyu's power to lead his tribes across the prehistoric world.

Mingyu couldn't help but be amazed when he heard this. A hundred thousand people are not a small number. In the prehistoric world, transportation is basically based on travel, and communication is basically based on roar. Feeding 100,000 mouths is not an easy task. Mingyu was puzzled. If the witch clan did not farm or cultivate land, where would the food come from? Although the witch people could swallow the spiritual energy of heaven and earth at a certain stage of cultivation, even this food was not a small number.

Xing Tian saw Ming Yu's doubts and laughed. "Daoist is worried about such a large tribe, how to solve the needs of life?" Ming Yu nodded at the huge witch tribe in front of him, "That's right, I see that your tribe occupies thousands of miles of land but does not cultivate the fields and farm, so I don't know what food is?"

Xing Tian was a little puzzled when he heard Ming Yu's words, "What is the farming of a fellow Taoist saying? Why haven't you heard it?" Ming Yu was speechless when Xing Tian asked, but he didn't expect that even the cultivation technique has not developed now. Does the witch tribe eat tree bark and wild fruits every day to satisfy his hunger? Over the past billions of years, no matter how strong the vitality of the prehistoric world is, they have caused the environment to be disordered.

"Uh! There is no need to protect the environment in the prehistoric world, it's a bit too much worry." Mingyu thought in a very entangled way.

"There are countless wild beasts in the wilderness of the mountains, and there are 80,000 warriors in the lower tribe. Is it the most food shortage? Although there are only 100,000 tribes, there are the most samurai. There are 200,000 to 300,000 warriors, and only 100,000 warriors, which is far less prosperous than me." Ming Yu was relieved when he heard Xing Tian's words. Eighty thousand people were for 100,000 people to live, but it was prosperous enough. In this way, many creatures have entered the mouths of the witch clan for billions of years. I believe that there are many people who have born with wisdom and died at the hands of the witch clan.

Xing Tian saw Mingyu lowering his head and thinking, and took him straight into the tribe. Everyone he met bowed to him. It seemed that Xing Tian’s prestige was extremely high among the tribe. When the tribe saw Xing Tian bringing a Taoist back to the tribe, he was extremely curious. They rarely saw Taoist, so they pointed at Mingyu’s fingers.

"Captain Xingtian, have you found a Taoist practitioner who has refined the divine iron?" asked passerby Jia.

"This Taoist is so thin and not as strong as me. How could he refine the Divine Iron? The leader of Xingtian would have been deceived by him, so why would he go to the leader of Xingtian to expose him?" Passerby Yi looked at Mingyu, who was not as strong as himself, and felt that he had no ability. He said to his companions.

When his companions heard this, they sneered, "Since you see that the leader of Xingtian was deceived, hurry up and expose the Taoist man. I support you spiritually!" Passerby Yi's companion looked at his companion with contempt. With the wisdom and mighty power of the Great Wizard Xingtian, who dared to deceive him? Those thin cultivators, when they saw the Great Wizard Xingtian, were still crying and shouting, and wanted to come back with the Great Wizard Xingtian to refine the divine iron for him.

"What tone and look at you? Do you think I am not as smart as you, or do you look down on me?" Passerby B was hurt by his companions, and was a little angry and shouted at him.

"Hmph, I'm lazy to argue with you. I've just swept my gentleness." His companion said a little unhappy when he saw him yelling at him.

"Bah!" Passerby B spitted out a mouthful of saliva and suddenly rushed forward with his bare shirt, about to teach his companions beside him a lesson.

Seeing this, people around him did not come forward to persuade him to fight. Instead, more than a dozen women saw the two of them fighting and shouted. They rushed home like wind, moved out a wooden pier, ran out again, and shouted while running: "A Yi and A Bing are fighting again, come and see!"

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