The ghost tribe came into view in the distance, standing on a flat land surrounded by exceptionally tall trees.
The tribe is not huge, only covering an area of more than ten miles. It is backed by a majestic mountain peak with a height of several thousand feet, and a waterfall like a long silver dragon hangs down from the waist of the peak.
The most special thing about the entire tribe is that all its buildings are built with two types of materials, one is extremely thick wood with an ancient and natural style, and the other is made of all kinds of ferocious beasts and extremely strong bones.
The tribal architecture constructed from these two materials is full of primitiveness, savagery and naked ferocity and bloodthirst, which makes people feel shocked at first sight.
Zhu Jiu came across the sky on the Yinsi carriage and saw a hundred-meter-long vicious beast skeleton displayed on the left and right of the tribe's main entrance.
The skeletons of the two ferocious beasts were milky white, with four legs on the ground and sharp teeth. They looked a bit like the skeletons of dinosaurs. They both looked like they were biting with their mouths open. Maybe they didn't think they would be killed just before death came.
The leader of the ghost tribe on the carriage of the Yin Division pointed at the two skeletons and explained to Zhu Jiu:
"These two ferocious beasts are called violent earth dragons on this continent. They were the overlords of this place when our tribe was building the tribe. They were jointly killed by the tribe's elders and elite warriors led by the priests. The price was not small.
A dozen elite warriors died in the battle and condensed into ghost beads."
Yin Si's carriage was moving very fast, and he had already arrived in front of the tribe's gate as he spoke. There were already defensive ghost warriors waiting in formation, and they relaxed their guard only when they saw their fellow tribesmen coming off the carriage.
After everyone landed, Zhu Jiu caught the ferocious beasts in the nearby jungle and fed them to the driving imp. Then he opened the door to the underworld and let the imp return to the underworld interface. Such a mysterious scene made the ghost warriors guarding the gate look in surprise.
look.
After that, Zhu Jiu followed the ghost warriors, and together they passed through the main entrance of the tribe, which was built with giant wood and decorated with bone materials. They walked towards the interior of the tribe under the curious eyes of the guarding soldiers.
Just after passing the main gate, they saw a group of Yaksha tribesmen coming out of the depths of the tribe, coming to greet Zhu Jiu, an outsider who was of great use to them.
There are more than ten people in this pair. Judging from their posture and appearance, they are all old Yaksha men. The leader of the old man wears a strange headdress crown. There are three extremely bright blood-red feathers on the crown, standing high.
It makes this old thing look particularly different.
Zhu Jiu looked at these old men coming over from a distance, and felt a sense of panic in his heart. Each of these old men had a lot of blood on their bodies, which was obviously a sign that they could only have killed countless living beings.
The leader's old guy was so full of blood that a faint halo of blood formed around his body. The blood halo created waves from time to time, and sometimes various distorted shapes of creatures emerged from the halo.
These writhing and twisted ferocious beasts must be some of the more powerful creatures that this old man has killed. I don’t know what secret method he used to imprison them, and they must have some special power and function.
As these old guys approached, Zhu Jiu's Sea of Consciousness Talisman also showed an unusual reaction. The spell pattern of the Dead Qi Bone Mountain rippled with very obscure fluctuations, and there seemed to be a mysterious black light flashing in the thunder pattern.
Pass away.
Both of these fluctuations were very weak, and then became completely silent. Even Zhu Jiu himself was not sure whether it really happened, and it was impossible for outsiders to sense it. But among the old Yakshas who were walking toward Zhu Jiu, the leader
However, the old man raised his eyelids slightly when the talisman appeared abnormal, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and suddenly he shouted cordially to Zhu Jiu from a distance:
"Seeing the appearance and grace of my little brother, the old man couldn't help but admire him. I don't know why he suddenly felt that our clan will gain something from this trip to the ancient sacred mountain, which is different from the past."
After saying this, he burst into laughter. This old guy seemed to have an extremely special status in the Yasha Ghost Tribe. Everyone else believed in his words. At this time, everyone looked surprised. Only Zhu Jiu secretly scolded this old guy.
I'm afraid this guy is an old charlatan who talks nonsense and behaves like an old charlatan.
The old man Yasha, whom Zhu Jiu regarded as the old master in his heart, stepped forward more than ten meters away, and the dozen or so Yasha warriors who came back with Zhu Jiu all knelt down on one knee, actually paying homage to these old guys.
After standing up, the warrior commander was so respectful that he did not even dare to raise his head and look directly at these old guys, and reported:
"Reporting to the respected high priest Tiance Qilin, we are fortunate to have fulfilled our mission and finally found an outsider to add a little more confidence to this trip to the ancient sacred mountain. Unfortunately, another brother of the same clan died due to the conspiracy of the gods. Among them
Two corpses have been formed into ghost beads, and I assigned them to two brothers of the same clan to wear, so that the dead clansmen can be with us and fight side by side. The remaining two corpses were destroyed and could not be retrieved."
As he spoke, his expression dimmed, and he seemed to feel very guilty. The leader of the old Yasha stick heard that someone in the tribe had died, but he did not feel sad. He just said solemnly:
"You have done well. I have received the enlightenment from the King of Ghosts. In the near future, we will be free from suffering, and we will eventually find a world where we can stand and take root forever, and unlock the evil seal that has imprisoned us for generations.
"
Zhu Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly and took a closer look. He found that the leader of the old guy was also wearing black beads around his neck, and there was not just one, but two beads. He was suddenly shocked again. When he came, he clearly heard the leading warrior of the ghost tribe introducing him.
Because they are imprisoned by some kind of bloodline, as long as they live on this hidden island continent, they cannot break through the fifth level and become dual ghost bead warriors.
Why does this old guy carry two ghost beads? Could it be that he has a strength of level five or above? But the aura on his body fluctuates from strong to weak. When it is strong, it is as vast as a sea of smoke. When it is weak, it seems to be only level four, but it is difficult to judge.
Zhu Jiu didn't express what he was thinking. When he saw the old magician looking over, he immediately smiled and nodded in greeting.
The two parties introduced each other, and Zhu Jiu learned that these old guys were the elders of the Yasha ghost clan, and their status was probably equivalent to the current company board members.
The old magic stick at the head was almost the same as the chairman. Zhu Jiu then followed the group of people towards a palace that was more than a hundred meters wide and made of wood at the core of the tribe. During the hundreds of meters, he saw only
There were three or five Yaksha tribesmen busy in the passing building, and the entire Yaksha ghost tribe seemed sparsely populated.
The old magic stick walking at the front of the team seemed to have guessed Zhu Jiu's doubts, and took the initiative to explain:
"Our tribe has ten houses and nine empty houses. Now there are less than three hundred tribesmen in total. The tribe is actually on the verge of destruction. If we haven't harvested anything from the birth of the ancient sacred mountain, then we may not be able to survive the next hundred years. I'm afraid we will
Died silently in this world."
The surrounding Yaksha tribe warriors all fell silent, obviously worried about the future of the tribe. Only this old guy still had the same expression after finishing speaking, looking at Zhu Jiu with a smile, and then said:
"Fortunately, there are far more outsiders this time than before. Including you, there are three outsiders joining our clan alone. Hey, that's a good omen."
Zhu Jiu's heart skipped a beat and he said in surprise:
"What are you talking about? Besides me, there are other outsiders in your tribe. Is this impossible?"
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