For the barbarians in this prehistoric world, the Lian Lizhi in Zhao Yun's hand may just be a divine object that communicates between heaven and earth, through which they can hear God's revelations to them.
However, Zhao Yun, who came from another mysterious world, knew very well that neither immortals nor gods would care about the so-called people of the lower world.
However, he still couldn't help but wonder, maybe Lian Lizhi could really connect the two worlds?
If it was really possible, could he hear Ning Qingyan's voice?
Holding the dry vine in his hand, Zhao Yun couldn't help but have a delusion in his heart, and this delusion was getting deeper and heavier, even with a hint of paranoia that he couldn't wait to try it!
How to use Lian Lizhi, even the priests of the ancient barbarians couldn't figure it out.
In the end, he just told Zhao Yun in distress that after they were abandoned by the gods, he could no longer hear the oracle from Lian Lizhi.
That's right, people in this prehistoric world regard the current disaster as the result of being abandoned by the gods.
Although they don't understand why the gods want to abandon them, the disaster they are suffering now must be caused by being abandoned by the gods.
Therefore, they despaired, prayed, and repented... Therefore, when they saw Zhao Yun descending from the sky, they determined that this was the only god who was willing to come to help them overcome the disaster!
The prehistoric barbarians regard Zhao Yun as the incarnation of Hercules and the faith that their entire tribe can rely on.
Now, the priest noticed that Zhao Yun often looked at the sky, so he thought he was missing the God Realm, so he thought of taking out the Lian Lizhi.
This thing is useless in his hands now, but maybe it will be useful in the hands of the god Zhao Yun?
With this thought in mind, tonight's scene was created.
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The priest could not give an accurate answer, so Zhao Yun had no choice but to fumble for the Lian Lizhi in his hand.
After presenting the treasure, the priest did not disturb Zhao Yun any more, but quietly withdrew.
Zhao Yun held Lian Lizhi, was silent for a moment, and poured the power of the soul into it... This was just an ordinary test, but unexpectedly, when the power of the soul poured into Lian Lizhi, Zhao Yun suddenly felt
The power of his soul seemed to be sucked away by something. He seemed to be in a darkness. In front of him were the silver-white filaments formed by the power of his soul, intertwined together, and headed towards somewhere in the darkness.
‘!!!’
Zhao Yun was horrified, but he endured the ups and downs of his emotions.
In this strange scene, he subconsciously called out the name he missed in his heart - 'Ning Qingyan... Ning Qingyan...'
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In the Demonic Realm, Minggui took Ning Qingyan and Bixi towards the God Burial Desert.
On the way, Ning Qingyan had already told Ming Gui about the battlefield outside the territory.
Ming Gui did not say whether he agreed to cooperate or not, but instead told Ning Qingyan about the current situation in the Demon Realm.
"...Back then, Xuan Xiu exterminated all the hundreds of tribes, and the remaining people of all tribes fled to the Demon Realm to seek refuge. Later, when everything calmed down, my father built a city here and named it Hundred Tribes City."
Tonight, Minggui took Ning Qingyan and the others to the Baizu City outside the God Burial Desert. He invited her out that night, went up to the city tower, and talked about the origin of this city.
Ning Qingyan looked far away from the city tower and could see beyond the city wall.
The location of the Baizu City is very clever, it is at the intersection of the God Burial Desert, the Ghost Fire Lake and the Riotous Ice Sea.
"Today, the races living in the Hundred Tribes City include the Shark Tribe, Ice Tribe, Tree Tribe, Mei Tribe, Fantasy Tribe and Yan Ling Tribe. Today, there is only one person left in the Yan Ling Tribe, and the largest ones are the Mei Tribe and the Sharman Tribe."
"In order to allow hundreds of tribes to truly take root in the Demon Realm, and also to allow the Demon Clan already living in the Demon Realm to truly accept them, my father imitated the Imperial Court of the Mortal Realm and selected demon generals based on their strength regardless of race.
Guard the cities."
Listening to Ming Gui's words, many doubts that had arisen in Ning Qingyan's mind since she entered the Demon Realm were solved.
Including, why Baizu City chose to build the city here, and why Meizu became a demon general to guard Wuguang City!
It has to be said that father and son, Ming Hua Minggui, both understand the demon clan very well and are very attentive.
Since ancient times, the Demon Realm has valued strength, so what other selection can be more solid by relying on one's own strength?
"The shark tribe cannot live without water, the ice tribe cannot live without the extremely cold environment, and the tree tribe needs forests... In the Demon Realm, the only place where these conditions can coexist is indeed here." Ning Qingyan was still guessing about Ming Gui's attitude toward her.
The purpose of saying this.
At the same time, she was somewhat interested in the only Yanling tribe mentioned by Minggui and wanted to meet him.
However, before she could make this request, Ming Gui suddenly said: "It's late at night, Demon Ancestor should rest first. Tomorrow morning, we will go to the God of Burial Desert."
Ning Qingyan frowned, but finally said nothing.
After rejecting Ming Gui's suggestion to send her back, Ning Qingyan walked alone in the quiet Baizu City.
Suddenly, there was a sound that seemed to be real and illusory, which made her stop. When she listened carefully, the hallucination-like sound became clearer.
'Ning Qingyan...Ning Qingyan...'
It's Zhao Yun's voice!
Ning Qingyan's eyes narrowed, and she couldn't hide the shock in her eyes.
How could it be Zhao Yun?!
Ning Qingyan's eyes trembled, she couldn't believe what she heard was true. But, she couldn't remember Zhao Yun's voice wrong!
"Zhao Yun?" Ning Qingyan responded subconsciously.
In another time and space, Zhao Yun was in darkness. The power of his soul outlined the silhouette of a woman in front of him. He recognized this person at a glance as Ning Qingyan!
At this moment, he suddenly heard Ning Qingyan's voice.
She said: "Zhao Yun?"
In an instant, Zhao Yun's heart trembled, and unspeakable emotions erupted from the bottom of his heart, pouring into his eyes.
He tried hard to control his trembling voice and answered with some caution: "It's me, Yan'er."