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Chapter five hundred and eighty second humiliated blindfold

In the next three days, Qin Fan stayed here in Mengzhen, slowly recovering from his injuries.

Of course, he also contacted Mengshan and asked Mengshan to contact the major ancient tribes of the Wu clan. According to Meng Zhen's wishes, the heads of the major tribes will hold a meeting in the near future.

This matter was promoted by Mengshan, and the Witch God Cult almost massacred the tribes of Mengmeng and Mengshan, which caused a strong sense of crisis among the major ancient tribes, so the elders of fifteen ancient tribes reached an agreement, and the three

The Queen of Heaven was at the Wushan tribe, discussing ways to deal with the Wushen Cult.

The Wushan Tribe, the tribe where Wushan Yun belongs, is the strongest among the many ancient tribes that have not been surrendered.

Wu Shanyun's grandfather was a middle-grade ancient witch, and his prestige among the major ancient tribes was no less than that of Meng Yu.

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed.

During these three days, no one from the Witch God Cult came to disturb them.

That morning, Qin Fan and Meng Yu left their village together, took a cloud ride, and headed to the Wushan tribe.

However, Wu Shanyun was not taken by Qin Fan. Wu Shanyun had already joined the Wushen Cult. Once he showed up, he would probably be beaten to death by his tribe.

"Miss Mengzhen, why did you just set off today?"

Qin Fan looked at Meng Meng who was traveling with him. He had planned to set off a few days ago and make arrangements in advance, but Meng Meng did not take him there and forced a delay of three days.

Qin Fan was quite dissatisfied with this.

Meng Zhen smiled charmingly: "Little brother, you don't understand this."

"The location of the Wushan tribe is extremely mysterious. If they hadn't actively invited me, even my sister wouldn't have been able to find their specific location."

"Even Wu Shanyun next to you, if he doesn't get the family's permission, he probably won't be able to find his way home."

"The same is naturally true for the Wushen Religion. The Wushan tribe that only exists in legends has never been found."

Qin Fan frowned slightly: "Is this tribe so mysterious?"

Meng Yu raised her chest slightly: "Of course, the Wushan clan guards Chi You's demon blood, Chi You's soldiers, and the spirit of the Tiger Soul Sword."

"The Witch God Sect has longed for these two things, but it has not found the Wushan tribe for more than a thousand years since its establishment."

"Everyone has gone early, and we will definitely be followed by the Witch God Cult. When the time comes, the Witch God Cult will secretly set up an ancient blood-killing formation. None of us will be able to escape. Even if the black dragon comes, we will die."

"We are not prepared, and neither is the Wushen Religion. It is beneficial to us because the home field is the Wushan Tribe."

"If people from the Witch God Cult dare to come, that would be the best. We have gathered so many people, and even if the saint from the Witch God Cult comes, there is a high chance that she will not come back."

Qin Fan nodded: "That's it."

But what Qin Fan is most interested in is the Tiger Soul Sword, the ancient magic weapon second only to the Xuanyuan Sword. Unfortunately, it was broken into pieces.

If it is not broken, after Xuanyuan Sword, the ranking of other divine weapons will have to be lower.

In her previous life, Fairy Zixiao obtained the Bahuang Sword and the Tiger Soul Sword without the weapon spirit from the Wushen Cult. They merged the two into one, forged a brand new Tiger Soul Sword, and even brought it back to the Zixiao Mountain.

For the next hundred years, Qin Fan continued to use the Tiger Soul Sword. In the late stage of becoming a god, he was bitten to pieces by an ancient demon in a great battle.

"Unexpectedly, the weapon spirit of the tiger soul sword is actually in the Wushan tribe. The last time such a thing was obtained by the Empress sister from the Wushen Cult. It seems that the Wushan tribe is not impregnable, but was destroyed by the Wushen Cult."

As for Chi You's demon blood, Qin Fan was even more interested. It was something that could enhance the level of the great witch's bloodline.

An hour later, the two arrived at the end of the Red River in the southwest. This place belongs to the Southwest Plateau, with mountains and valleys. Like Wumeng Mountain, it is in the rainy season. The sea of ​​clouds covers a thousand miles in radius, and the waves are magnificent. Looking down from the sky, you can see everything.

Less than.

Meng Yu circled for hundreds of miles in the air, and finally found the approximate location, pointing to a sea of ​​clouds ahead: "The entrance should be near here. If we can't go in, we have to wait for them to pick us up."

Suddenly, a group of four people not far away also came in the clouds and quickly approached Meng Zhen and Qin Fan.

The visitors were two old men with the blood of the Witch Clan, and two young men and women from the Witch Clan, both of low-grade ancient witch blood. The two old men were at least as good as those in the early stages of the Golden Core.

Except for their dark skin and nose rings, they are no different from normal people.

However, they were wearing two different costumes, so they were obviously people from two tribes.

Qin Fan realized that he had met the elites of the ancient tribes of the Wu clan.

"Meng Yu, why do you, a useless person from the Witch God Sect, come to join in the fun? You are not welcome here, so get out!"

"Otherwise, don't blame me for killing you."

One of the four, a 25-year-old Wu Clan woman, immediately became sarcastic and sarcastic when she saw Meng Yu, as if she knew Meng Yu very well.

Meng Yu was not angry but smiled: "Who do I think it is? It's Shi Yue from the Tianshi Tribe? We haven't seen each other for three to five years. Even my sister, a useless person, is comparable to the early stage of the Golden Core, but you are still standing still.

?”

The woman known as Shi Yue immediately gritted her teeth in anger: "This time the Witch God Sect suddenly took action against the Mengshan tribe. Don't think that everyone doesn't know what's going on."

"It's all because you walked out of Tianmen Town privately and entered the Three Corpses Cave, which implicated the Mengshan tribe."

"Don't be complacent. When all the tribes come together, you will be the first to settle accounts. You will probably be roasted."

Meng Yu chuckled: "Sister Shiyue has time to care about her life and death, so why not give your damn husband two more sticks of incense and talk to him? After all, he will be very lonely over there."

"If we burn a few more saints from the Witch God Cult for him, he will definitely be happy to miss Shu. After all, he and the Witch God Cult saints flirted with each other during his lifetime, and even slept in the same bed, so their souls were taken away."

Shi Yue was so angry that she looked at Qin Fan and taunted coldly: "Meng Zhen, where did you hook up with this pretty boy?"

"Does he know that you, the former saint of the Witch God Sect, have become the guest of countless old men in order to win over the major ancient tribes?"

After a pause, Shi Yue said to Qin Fan: "Children, do you know that Meng Yu is known as the number one socialite in the Witch God Sect? She is the best at socializing, wooing, pleasing, pleasing and other similar tasks. She has learned it since she was a child. See how charming she is.

, these skills are deeply rooted in the bones, hahaha.”

Meng Zhen's face became colder than ever before, and he looked at the old man beside Shi Yue: "Senior Shi Tai, take care of your junior. If you let her talk nonsense and stir up trouble again, don't blame me, Meng Zhen, for being rude to her."

These words were heard by good friends, which made Meng Yu very embarrassed and embarrassed.

Shi Tai snorted coldly: "Isn't what my granddaughter said wrong?"

"You, Meng Yu, are not a good person at all. You, the former saint of the Witch God Sect, are not qualified to participate in the meeting of the ancient tribe. Go away quickly, or don't blame me for killing you."

Meng Zhen knew that he had a great grudge with the Tianshi tribe, so he immediately gritted his teeth and said: "Senior, please calm down, it's because I am ignorant. I was invited by the great elder Wushan, please be gentle."

Shi Tai sneered: "Apologise? Okay, kneel down and apologize."

Although Meng Yu expected that she would be stared at by many people with colored glasses, she did not expect that she would be humiliated and not even allowed to enter the Wushan tribe.

"Kneel down and apologize? Okay."

Taking a deep breath, Meng Yu chose to be patient, bent her beautiful legs, and knelt down with humiliation.

"Hahaha, you are indeed a bitch. It's so boring. Grandpa, let's go." Shi Yue mocked coldly.

Shi Tai shook his head and said coldly to Meng Zhen: "The dogs trained by the Witch God are indeed spineless. People like you are simply a shame to our clan."

"Back then, when you organized the major tribes to fight against the Witch God Cult, I knew you wouldn't succeed. Fortunately, I tried my best to stop you, so you didn't succeed."

"If you succeed, all the ancient tribes of the Wu Clan will have been led into a trap by you."

"You are covered in soft bones. You probably saw that the situation was not going well and surrendered immediately."

"For people like you, the Witch Clan is ashamed of you."

After scolding Meng Zhen, Shi Tai took Shi Yue and two others and walked away.

Qin Fan watched the four people leave without any intention of intervening.

Meng Yu slowly climbed up and said with a wry smile: "Little brother, I've made you laugh."

Qin Fan said calmly: "You don't have to kneel, I want to know why?"

Meng Yu bit her lips lightly, her eyes firm: "Did you see how unpleasant it was for them to scold my sister? They never regarded her as one of their own, or even regarded her as a human being. In an ancient tribe full of prejudice and stubbornness, such a

There are many people, not just an exception."

"But you don't have to worry about sister, Han Xin can bear the crotch humiliation as a man, and I can bear it too, sister."

"Because my sister knows that everything she does now is intentional."

Qin Fan didn't ask any more questions.

Next, many powerful people from the Wu Clan arrived, appeared in sight, and then left again. They were all taken away from the sea of ​​clouds by the people of the Wushan tribe with clever guidance.

In the blink of an eye, it had been half a day, but no one from the Wushan tribe came to pick them up.

"We seem to be unwelcome. No one from the Wushan tribe picked us up. We were completely ignored." Meng Zhen sighed softly, unable to hide her melancholy. She was not afraid of being insulted, but she was afraid of being abandoned.

She has been abandoned by the Witch God Cult.

The ancient tribes now also spurn her.

This taste deeply shocked her soul.

It seems that no matter how big the world is, there is no place for her.

Qin Fan said calmly: "What are you afraid of? I will take you in."

Qin Fan immediately placed thirty-three formation rune stones, which were obtained from Xuanshui Cave Heaven. After the thirty-three formation rune stones were placed at the corresponding positions, they immediately resonated with each other, and then turned into a ten-foot-long tower.

A large array of golden light lay across the sky.

This is a third-level teleportation array that can locate nearby caves and teleport to them.

Most golden elixir cultivators can't do it at all, but Qin Fan is not a golden elixir cultivator, but an Immortal Emperor.

Qin Fan closed his eyes and felt it for a while, and then said with certainty: "I have found the Wushan tribe's otherworldly cave. Let's go."

After saying that, Qin Fan took Meng Yu into the teleportation array and disappeared.


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