Rumble... In a sarcophagus, a figure slowly sat up!
Ha... A mouthful of dirty corpse gas was sprayed out of his mouth, and the ragged clothes seemed to have been corrupted for millions of years! If it weren't for the fact that this clothes were made of materials for making magic weapons, there would probably be nothing left!
"This body has been sleeping here for thousands of years. Finally, the opportunity is coming! Hahaha...hahaha..." A slim laughter echoed in this empty ancient tomb.
Huhuhuhu... A few oil lamps around him actually lit up on their own, and it was instantly gloomy and terrifying...
In the desert, within the barbarian tribe...
"Class Chief! Clan Chief! It's not good! The guard guard guarding Zhenshan Mountain Road, his soul mark suddenly shattered..."
An old man in the middle of the tent, his dry eyes slowly opened on his wrinkled face, but rays of light shot out from the depths of the old man's eyes: "A hundred years have passed, and the ancient battlefield is about to open again!
And our Western Qiang people once made a vow that the times would not enter the ancient battlefield..."
The Western Qiang monk asked awkwardly: "Class leader, do you think it was the monks who rushed to the ancient battlefield who killed the mountain guards?"
The old man frowned: "Strange! All forces on the mainland have always been with our Xiqiang people. The water of the well does not interfere with the rivers. Why is it now?"
Before he finished speaking, another figure flashed out of the tent door: "Report! The patriarch, seek profit and see!"
"Come in!" The old man heard an anxious look from the other person's tone.
Qiulicha is one of the few top geniuses among the Western Qiang tribes. He is young and has extremely outstanding cultivation. Now he is already in the eighth turn of the emptiness, but he is less than fifty years old! You know, don’t talk about such a genius.
The Western Qiang people are among the few on the entire Tianyuan Continent!
"If you want profit, why are you panic? I remember you have always been very calm and unsuspecting in the face of changes!"
Qiulicha raised his head, his eyes full of anger: "Clan leader! Thousands of good men of our tribe in the seven major valleys... were all killed..."
"What?" Even the patriarch and the elder who had reported to him before were shocked!
"Yu Feiyan, go and investigate, what's going on!" The patriarch said to the elder, and Shi Feiyan frowned: "Huh?"
The patriarch and Qiulicha seemed to have noticed it a long time ago, boom boom boom... At this moment, bursts of explosions came from outside!
The three of them hurriedly went out of the tent and saw two black storms rushing towards this side in the distant valley path. Nothing survives wherever they pass!
Along the way, more than a dozen Western Qiang monks were killed...
"What?" The three of them were shocked, and at the same time, an extremely vigilant look flashed in their eyes!
"So strong! What a strong breath!" Qiulicha said coldly!
Rumble... Two balls of black fog had already surged in front of the three Western Qiang clan leaders in the blink of an eye!
The black fog dissipated, revealing two strange figures. Looking at their pale faces, their skin was full of corruption, and their clothes were also very ruined!
"Who are you?"
The head of the Western Qiang tribe looked at the two people in front of him in a slight manner, his tone was full of murderous intent!
"Haha! Along the way, I have been fools who have not yet developed their intelligence and cannot communicate. Now, I finally encountered a few brain-loving things!"
"Bastard! Who are you scolding?" Qiulicha rushed up in anger, and the Xiqiang leader shouted: "Come back! No!"
Boom...ah! A shrill scream, a gray flame passed by, and Qiulicha was directly destroyed, and even the soul could not escape...