As long as there is life, there are human footprints. To the west of the Arctic ice sheet, there is a mountain with a radius of thousands of miles. At the foot of the mountain, there are green grass and fertile land. The top of the mountain is billowing with thick smoke all year round. It is actually a mountain standing in the ice sheet.
active volcanoes. This also coincides with the principle of cathode and yang generation. Thousands of miles away it is covered with snow and the cold wind is howling, but here it is full of vitality and the water and soil are fertile.
There is also an ancient race of gods living here, the Ella Afghan tribe. The men and women of the tribe live a life without fighting against the sun, enjoying the peace between ice and fire. The men and women of the tribe rarely go outside, and the folk customs are
They are simple and simple. Although they have endless longevity, they do not believe in any gods because they themselves are gods.
The Ella Afghan tribe rarely fights, but today they welcomed a patriarch who had been expelled and an uninvited guest in a white robe, and they came with the eyes of the patriarch.
Eyes are the windows to the soul. However, the Ella Afghan tribe regards them as the source of hatred. If the other party's eyes are taken away to prove one point, all hatred will be over. If there is anything that cannot be resolved in the tribe
If you have a grudge, you only need to report it to the clan leader and say: "Whose eye do I want to take?" After both parties agree, they can engage in a life-and-death fight until someone loses his eye, which of course means losing his life.
Now what Bin Laden has brought back is the eyes of the clan leader, which is enough to shock the entire Ella Afghanistan clan. Bin Laden used to be the clan leader, and he was a highly respected patriarch. Unfortunately, he has been expelled from Ella Afghanistan.
clan, now coming back with the eyes of the new clan leader means that a new battle has begun.
The patriarch is the leader of the entire tribe, and his authority is supreme. However, the most prestigious among the tribe are the three high priests. They are the most transcendent beings in the entire tribe, and have the power to remove and establish new patriarchs. The priest temple halfway up the mountain is
Where the three high priests lived.
"This is the High Priest's Temple? It's much more comfortable than my ice palace!" Liu Qiankun looked at the majestic palace-like building in front of him and couldn't help but sigh. Compared with his cold ice palace,
It would be a thousand times more comfortable here, and at least there would be more greenery that represents vitality.
"Haw! If the master likes us, just change with them. If he doesn't want to change, Xiao Huang will burn it into coke." The Golden Crow Emperor on his shoulder cheered twice, but what he said made the people around him laugh.
Ratan was dumbfounded, and even regretted bringing the North Pole God King to the priest's temple.
That terrifying divine bird was definitely not uttering arrogance. It was fully capable of turning this palace that had stood for hundreds of millions of years into scorched earth. The cultivation of the three high priests was slightly inferior to that of Otto Maris.
This is the opponent of the North Pole God King. Bin Laden thought about it, with a hint of bitterness on his face.
Bin Laden loves this land and its simple people. During the days of his exile, he dreamed of coming back. Today, when he finally stood in front of the priest's temple, he really hesitated.
"Let's go. I don't care about being a high priest or a small priest, but it's not bad to get a yurt for me to stay for a while." Liu Qiankun looked at the yurt-style houses at the foot of the mountain with a smile, and couldn't help but feel a few thoughts in his heart.
Split intention.
call!
Laden breathed a long sigh of relief and led Liu Qiankun towards the door. At this time, there was something more in his eyes, determination. Now that he is here, he should find what he lost. Today he is upright.
Returning to the days within the clan.
The high priest's hall was already full of people, and two of them were familiar to Liu Qiankun. They were the gods who had been deposed by him that day. When they saw the 'Arctic God King', their eyes were filled with tears.
His eyes were full of resentment. If his eyes could burn through a person's body, I'm afraid Liu Qiankun has become a leaky sieve.
Three old men in black robes with various feathers on their headscarves were sitting in the center of the hall with calm faces. It seemed as if they had known that Liu Qiankun and Laden would come. Their empty eyes were full of indifference, and everything around them
It seems that they have nothing to do with them. At a glance, it is obvious that these are the three high priests of the Ella Afghan tribe, Oba, Klin, and Kenny.
Bin Laden looked solemn at this time. He took two steps forward and knelt down. He held the gray eyeball in his hands and raised it high. He murmured some unique language of the tribe in his mouth. His voice was very low, as if he was telling a story.
They were full of resentment. The sitting postures of the three high priests remained unchanged, but the expressions on their faces changed slightly. Occasionally they would say one or two words, as if they were questioning Bin Laden.
Liu Qiankun couldn't understand what they were talking about anyway, so he simply leaned against a palace pillar and teased the Golden Crow Emperor on his shoulder. He could clearly see the cultivation of the three high priests at a glance. They were all just entering the realm of the God King.
A strong man in the realm, there are three god kings living at the same time in this small land, which can be considered to be able to keep pace with the major forces in the god world, not to mention there is also Otto who was killed by Liu Qiankun
horse.
Soon after, the three high priests began to sigh frequently and glanced at Liu Qiankun intentionally or unintentionally. Laden's voice turned from low to high, and then became hoarse. At this moment, the two gods standing quietly aside raised their eyebrows.
He raised the weapon and took a diagonal step with his feet. Two daggers flashing with cold light appeared in his palms, and they stabbed at the back of Bin Laden's head with lightning speed.
"Hulu da da ka..." Klin shouted sharply, but the daggers of the two gods were already close to the edge of Bin Laden's turban.
The king couldn't stop it, or they didn't even think about stopping it.
ah!
A shrill wail came out, followed by the dull sound of a body falling to the ground, the sound of gurgling water, screams, and even the screams of two women. The originally solemn hall was suddenly in a commotion.
Among them, only Liu Qiankun was leaning on the pillar of the main hall, laughing casually with the Golden Crow Emperor.
There was something more in his hand, the sword that could not be called a sword. At this time, the empty hilt was pointing at the group of gods intentionally or unintentionally, and a wisp of divine consciousness as thin as a gossamer directed every person in the hall.
Every move of the Ella Afghan people is under their control. If there is any slight movement, the edgeless sword will ruthlessly harvest their lives.
The two men who sneaked up on Bin Laden were lying on the cold ground. A three-finger-wide hole was pierced between their eyebrows. Their souls were disillusioned, their vitality was dead, their blood was still warm, but they were already dead.
"King of the North Pole, what a spicy trick, do you want to use killing to make us Ella Afghan people surrender?" High Priest Kenny finally waved his sleeves and stood up. For a moment, the hall fell silent, and everyone's eyes were fixed on him.
Throw yourself at the North Pole God King not far away...
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