The native tribesmen were shocked by everything they saw. They did not expect that Zhao Rui's kung fu was so terrifying.
Duan Chen became inexplicably excited, took two quick steps forward, then knelt on the ground, looking up to the sky and laughing.
"Have all the ancestors of the Tusheng tribe seen it? Your glory is about to be restored! For many years, the world only knows the word Tusheng, but not the God of Tu. Today, these two words can finally be used."
In fact, the Tusheng tribe was only called the Tusheng tribe a thousand years ago. Before that, their name was the Tusheng tribe!
At their most glorious time, their ancestors established their country in the Central Plains and were powerful throughout the world. Unfortunately, they continued to decline and ended up nestled deep in the mountains.
Zhao Ruike didn't care what their names were, he reached Duan Chen in a flash and grabbed his shoulders.
"Take me to the Twelve Holy Masters immediately!"
Although the internal strength emerging from the body has been temporarily released, the Harsha magic power is endless, and there are three hundred years of skill in the body, which is constantly being exerted.
He doesn't know when these skills will explode again.
Moreover, Zhaoli was captured by the Twelve Holy Lords half a month ago. Now his life or death is unknown. No matter what happens, he must leave.
Duan Chen didn't say anything more, and gave a rough outline of the location of Black Creek Forest.
He wanted to go with Zhao Rui, but now the native tribe is in danger, and even the ancestral land has been discovered, so he has to move with the whole tribe.
Zhao Rui didn't say much, but before leaving, he asked Duan Chen to take good care of Ziyun.
He and Ziyun have a unique mark agreement, and he can find it no matter where Ziyun goes.
Black Creek Forest is the core of the entire Miao territory and the most eerie and terrifying existence in the world.
This place is not only filled with all kinds of poisonous gases, but also many unexpected things.
If outsiders break into this place, they will only die. Even people from the Miao border must be extremely cautious if they want to enter or exit this place. If they are not careful, they will die.
When Zhao Rui rushed here, he couldn't help but be shocked by the eerie scene in front of him.
All kinds of corpses are everywhere, and they are also distributed in strange shapes. Some are hanging on trees, some are lying flat on the ground, some are piled up in swamps, and there are even some embedded in the cracks of stones.
.
Every corpse is poisonous. Even if you take a step closer, your mind will be affected by the toxins on the corpse.
After adjusting his breathing a little, Zhao Rui walked carefully through the Black Creek Forest.
"Who?"
The sound of harmony suddenly sounded not far away, and a dozen guys in strange clothes walked out of the dense forest. They held various weapons in their hands, with weird paint on their faces, and their eyes were full of
A fierce look.
There is also a faint purple mist exuding on their bodies.
Zhao Rui didn't care so much and took out the token from his body very domineeringly.
"I am the King of Zhao of the Great Shang. I am here to ask for my favor, the commander-in-chief of the Great Shang, Zhaoli."
Everyone present was stunned for a moment. One of the men took the token and looked at it carefully before running into the forest in a hurry.
After an unknown amount of time, a man shrouded in a black robe slowly walked out.
"Prince Zhao of Dashang is indeed a great man among men. He dares to come here alone. Are you really not afraid of death?"
Zhao Rui snorted coldly, stepped forward quickly, and grabbed the man in black robes by his shoulders before he could react.
"I have never been afraid of death. Even if I really want to die, I will be able to drag all of you to be buried with me."