There was someone in the sky, but he couldn't see it.
"From the beginning, he deliberately gave us a mission to fight three Mahayana monks. He should be aware of our combat power, otherwise he would not send three here.
I originally thought that by killing the three of them, the mission would be over, but I didn't expect that this was just the beginning. From the first mission, we entered his layout.
He asked us to kill three Mahayana people, and also stipulated that only tribes carrying the heads of Mahayana people could enter the Great Wall. This was to make us the target of public criticism and the enemy of all tribes.
Even if he didn't say that I have three heads, other people would know that I do. We defeated Huo Liuli and the others, and I'm afraid it would have spread throughout the world, and everyone would think that I have them. But with that system, it becomes
It has more credibility.
Now, even if I throw away all these heads, no one will believe it. Besides, these are still the key to completing the task. We must have them, and others must have them, but there are only fifteen Mahayana here, and we have already
Killed three.
In other words, thousands of other tribes will either kill other Mahayana people or come to kill me. While everyone in Mahayana is in danger, I am also more in danger. After all, I have more heads here, so it is easier for them.
Unite against me."
"You're right, our situation is indeed not optimistic. If those Mahayana monks are smart, they should all come to us. Let's unite and lead a tribe to the Great Wall, and we can all survive in the end.
If we are outside, the Mahayana who is not safe and left alone will be besieged and killed."
Fang Xiaoyu sighed and looked at the sky.
"No, it's impossible. How can those people be so arrogant and arrogant that they can succumb to us? What's more, many of their forces have problems with me. It's easier for them to unite to deal with me, kill me, and then take my
For them, this is the best way to head to the Great Wall in the Mahayana period.
This is a conspiracy and there is no way to crack it."
"We just need to be careful of the monks. Those tribes are from the prairie. There is no need to go to the Great Wall, although I don't know where the Great Wall is."
"If they don't go, the Dog Fairy will force them to go. There will definitely be a reason why they have to go, and then they will make everyone work hard to make it more difficult for us.
Tasks, how can they be so simple? Each of these dog immortals is smarter than the last, and each of their plans is more difficult to complete than the last.
This time, it seems that everyone has the same mission, but in fact we are still being targeted."
The joy of harvesting the water thunder was swept away. Wan Lei frowned, squatted down, and stroked the little wolf's head.
"But, is there any way to force all the tribes in the grassland to go to the Great Wall?"
"Disasters, famines, floods, droughts, earthquakes, only when the native land is no longer suitable for habitation will an ethnic group migrate."
Suddenly, a few drops of rain fell on Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu's faces.
Wan Lei stood up, his brows still furrowed. He stretched out his hand, wiped off the raindrops on Fang Xiaoyu's face, and held it in his hand to watch.
This is a drop of... purple rain.
"You also have Ziyu on your face. This fight is over, why don't you use your magical powers?"
"It's not our magical power, our Purple Rain isn't that weak either."
Wan Lei shook his head and looked up at the sky. The light rain fell from the sky and fell on the grass. If he looked carefully, he saw that the green grass was gradually withering.
"This is what I call a disaster. Apart from its power, this Purple Rain is exactly the same as our Rain Caller, with the aura of death and annihilation.
I estimate that this rain will get heavier and heavier, and the plants and life in the entire grassland will slowly wither. This is the reason why the tribes want to migrate, and the Great Wall may be the key to avoiding the Purple Rain.
I can only speculate so much, I have to ask the indigenous people about the specific situation in this world."
"Well, the mission is to find nearby tribes and lead them to the Great Wall. There is a tribe fighting over there. It should be them. Let's go and ask."
"good."
Wan Lei stood up, collected all three heads and scattered storage bags, and flew towards the tribal crowd with Fang Xiaoyu.
They were afraid of arousing hostility from the other side, so they didn't fly very fast. The holy beasts flew on the ground and followed them to the tribal people.
Wan Lei thought too much, and they did not arouse any hostility from each other at all.
Those thousands of people all knelt on the ground, their foreheads touching the ground, their hands clasped together, and they were muttering something unknown.
Only when Wan Lei got closer did he hear clearly that these people were talking about God's blessings and the like.
"Everyone, get up, who of you is in the lead?"
An old man walked out. He was standing on the chariot and directing the battle.
"The untouchables pay homage to the gods."
The old man walked a few steps and knelt down again.
"I want you all to get up and stop kneeling, and I'm going to ask you a few questions.
What tribe are you from? Where are you from? Why do you call me a god? Where is the Great Wall?"
"Report to the gods, this is the place where you can control your destiny. We are the climbing tribe of the beast-controlling tribe, and the pariah is the leader of the climbing tribe, the song of climbing.
We are from the south of the Great Wall, our home is on the other side of the Great Wall, and we are a subordinate tribe of the Qian Kingdom."
"Then why did you come here to the north?"
"God, let me start from the beginning.
The reason why we call you a god is because of the prophecy.
On the day when the purple rain falls and the grassland is destroyed, gods will be born to guide us to find the hope of survival.
However, purple rain comes once every thousand years, but there is no god to save us.
This continent is divided into two territories. The south is a mountainous plain with a mild climate and suitable for human habitation.
To the north is the prairie, where our beast-taming tribe lives.
In the middle is the Tianduan Mountain Range, a natural chasm that is extremely steep.
When the Purple Rain did not come, the beast masters were powerful and often crossed the mountains and plundered the people of the dynasty in the south.
In order to resist the beast-taming tribe, the dynasty spent two hundred years building the Great Wall in the Tianduan Mountains to resist our attack.
Later, purple rain came. For some reason, purple rain only came to our grassland.
Our ancestors thought they had killed too many people, so they begged God for forgiveness, but the purple rain fell harder and harder, the grasslands were low-lying, and the rainwater collected and turned into rivers, lakes and seas.
There is no way, our ancestors can only migrate to the south. There are mountains in the south and the terrain is high, so they will not be drowned by the purple rain.
The beast masters gathered to attack the dynasty, and the two sides launched a war.
In that battle, the world collapsed and both sides tried their best to survive."