After planting the Three Yins Soul Locking Technique, Ning Fan tore open the space and left with Dolan.
Along the way, Dolan was worried about gains and losses. Although she saved her life from Ning Fan, the death of her senior brother and the fact that she became a soul-locked slave still gave her a big blow. To Ning Fan, she was subject to the restrictions of the Soul Locking Technique and had to submit. She even felt a strange resignation in her heart. However, because she was afraid of Ning Fan, she did not dare to spend too much time with Ning Fan along the way. chat.
Of course, there are some things that must be asked clearly. For example, Dolan is very concerned about Ning Fan's destination next. If she had not become a soul-locking slave, at this moment, she would have obtained the Six-Star Nirvana Stone and be preparing for the Holy Mountain Competition. But now, the most basic freedom has been lost...
"Senior, are you going back to the Evil Sheep Department to hand in the mission?" Dolan hesitated for a long time and then asked bravely.
"That's right. Let's go back to the Xie Yang Tribe to hand in the mission first, and then go back to the Tamu Tribe to prepare for participating in the small competition among the Southern Xinjiang tribes. During this period, please stay with me." Ning Fan replied. Before confirming that the Sanyin Soul Locking Technique was effective, he did not intend to let Dolan leave to avoid accidents.
"Southern Xinjiang Competition? Senior is a foreign cultivator. There is not much benefit in participating in the Southern Xinjiang Competition. Or maybe Senior has other plans for this tribe's competition, or..." Dolan's beautiful eyes moved, and he had a guess. .
In response to her, it was Ning Fan who narrowed his eyes slightly, his calm eyes, but there was an invisible sense of oppression, "Whether I have any intention for the tribal competition is not something you can ask more about. I hope you will keep it in mind. Heart."
Dolan's heart trembled, and he cursed himself for talking too much. Gritting his teeth, he forced himself to be submissive and said, "Senior's plans are naturally not for this junior to comment on. I will definitely pay attention to this and don't dare to talk too much."
"So best."
Dolan bit his lip. Said again. "The junior is the guardian of the tomb of the Holy Mountain. Because his performance in the previous Holy Mountain Competition was too poor, he is not qualified to enter the Holy Mountain to practice... In this Holy Mountain Competition, the junior has made full preparations and has a good chance to return to the Holy Mountain to practice. I wonder if the seniors can allow the juniors to leave temporarily on the day of the Holy Mountain Competition to go and compare..."
"As far as I know, your Dabei tribe's tribal competition is divided into three rounds, right?" Ning Fan asked noncommittally.
"Returning to the seniors, the so-called tribal competition is actually just the name for the "Lomb Capture Battle" given by outside cultivators and lower-level tribes. But in the mouth of my holy mountain monk, the tribal competition is called the "Lomb Capture Battle". The battle to seize the mausoleum is indeed divided into three rounds. The first round is the small competition in each prairie region; the second round is the Zhongzhou competition; and the third round is the holy mountain competition. The Southern Xinjiang competition that the seniors participated in on behalf of the Tamu tribe belongs to the competition for capturing the tomb. The first round of the primary election,” Dolan explained.
"The battle to seize the tomb..." Ning Fan looked thoughtful. From the memories of the Three Flame Guards, he had found a lot of information related to the battle to seize the tomb.
"Presumably, seniors also know that my ancestor, the Great Beggar, was an ancient saint. After the saint's death, his thoughts were transformed into a holy mountain, with a holy mausoleum in it, opening twelve meridians, encompassing the creation of heaven and earth..." Speaking of this, there is much Lan suddenly covered her head, showing pain, unable to continue talking.
"If words related to the Holy Mountain are taboo, you don't have to say anything." Ning Fan ordered with a slightly solemn look. If he was not mistaken, Duolan was limited to his cultivation and could not talk much about the Holy Mountain.
"Yes." Dolan was a little surprised by Ning Fan's consideration. He took a deep breath and said, "There are twelve tombs in the Holy Mountain Mausoleum. If a monk enters the mausoleum veins to practice, his cultivation speed will be extremely fast, and even more incredible." The young monk, from the mausoleum veins, understood a trace of the Holy Ancestor's legacy, which greatly improved his magical powers..."
"Oh? The mausoleums and mausoleums in the holy mountain may allow monks to understand the saint's last thoughts!" Ning Fan's eyes flashed slightly, and he was interested in this holy mountain for the first time. The saint's last thoughts, his magical powers have greatly improved... If there were no other important things on this trip, he would really like to see the mausoleum of the Holy Mountain.
"The battle to seize the mausoleum begins every thousand years, and the twelve mausoleums change owners every thousand years. The specific ownership will be judged from the results of the Holy Mountain Competition... Our Chu Lie lineage now occupies the ninth line of the twelve mausoleums. Due to the last battle to seize the mausoleum, my overall score in Chu Lie's cultivation ranked ninth, and I was awarded ten places to enter the mausoleum to practice. Unfortunately, my personal performance was too poor, so the ten places of Chu Lie's lineage were not allocated. Without me... Now it's another battle to seize the tomb. I am the guardian of Chu Lie's tomb, and I am also the saint of Chu Lie. If possible, when the Holy Mountain Competition begins, senior, can you let me leave temporarily and go to compare..."
Dolan gritted his teeth and begged.
Ning Fan took a deep look at Dolan, and his voice was hard to distinguish between emotion and anger, "The Holy Mountain Competition is the third round of the battle to seize the mausoleum, and the Southern Xinjiang Competition is the first round. There is still a lot of time before the third round, you don't have to in a hurry."
The implication is that he has neither agreed nor completely rejected it.
Dolan was a little disappointed, but felt that this result was reasonable. If she were a foreign cultivator named Ning, she would also make such a decision. Since the foreign cultivator named Ning did not refuse the matter, there is still some hope. In this case, as long as he performs well and satisfies the foreign cultivator named Ning, he will probably have a chance to get approval to participate in the Holy Mountain Competition.
The two of them were talking while flying. After flying over several continents in succession, Ning Fan suddenly stopped and let out a slight sigh. Soon after, his expression turned strange.
"Senior, why did you stop...hiss, this is..."
Dolan released his spiritual thoughts, and then took a breath of cold air, "What happened to this continent! A miasma of this magnitude was leaked! This is extremely rare!"
The miasma in the Fierce Realm Continent is extremely toxic. If it leaks out, even some real immortals and old monsters will not dare to come into contact with the miasma without being prepared.
At this moment, white mist fills the sky above this ferocious continent. The mist looks extremely ordinary, but only those who are trapped in it will know how terrifying and difficult this white mist is!
In the deepest part of the miasma, seven or eight monks have fallen down at this moment. They are all monks from the Evil Sheep Tribe. There are only five or six people who can still remain standing, including the gloomy-faced young patriarch of the Evil Sheep Tribe—— Fresher than pure.
The surrounding miasma was too heavy. With the combined efforts of several people, Xie Yangbu and others were able to slightly open up a vacuum several feet square, but they could only barely maintain it, trying to break out from the depths of the earth's atmosphere. With everyone's cultivation level, they can't do it no matter what, so they have no choice but to be trapped here.
"Young Patriarch! Lielugu was fainted by the poison of the earth's energy. His life is in danger!"
"Lie Lugu has been a life-saving grace for me... Take my grass and return the elixir to save him! There is no need to save the elixir for me, feed me hard, and be sure to wake him up, otherwise I will skin you!"
"Young Patriarch! Alande also fainted..."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Give me the grass to save people! Alande, Alande, I promised his mother. I will keep him worry-free for the rest of his life... Hurry! Human life is at stake! They are all my subordinates! No one is allowed to die!”
"Young patriarch! Novi Shinya..."
"Take my grass and give me pills to save people!"
"Has also..."
"Take my grass and give me pills to save people!"
"Young Patriarch. There is something that I must report..."
"What's up!"
"You old man didn't even bring any grass to return elixirs today..."
Ten breaths passed.
Twenty breaths passed.
Xian Yuchun suddenly slapped his forehead, with a confused look on his face, and suddenly realized, "Oh haha, it seems I really forgot it."
Ha ha…
Hahaha…
"Haha, what the hell! Without the elixir to save our lives, wouldn't we all die here!"
At this moment, Xianyu Chunzhen was a little anxious. He has a higher level of cultivation and can stay here for a few more days. But those subordinates couldn't hold on any longer!
"Young Patriarch, Rong Xiao shouldn't have said anything. You shouldn't have entered this evil realm at all. That Immortal Lord Ning is so powerful. You may not need to send you the positioning compass. It's better now, let us go in ourselves. …" An evil sheep monk complained.
"Shut up! You're chattering like a bitch!" Xian Yuchun glared at the subordinate coldly, so frightened that the subordinate dared not speak anymore.
Suddenly, Xian Yuchun showed a happy expression, as if he had escaped from the heavy miasma. I sensed two monks' auras, and the auras were extremely strong, which should be enough to save this group of people. After a slight hesitation, he summoned up 10% of his mana and said loudly to the outside of the miasma,
"Xianyu Chunluo of the Evil Sheep Department is in such a difficult situation. I request the two seniors to come to the rescue. If I can survive, I will be grateful."
Ning Fan showed a strange look. With the strength of his spiritual consciousness, he could easily detect everything happening here through the poisonous fog.
His character is not meddlesome, but he has served Xian Yuchun before and after. In this way, although he is unwilling to accept a disciple, he will not be willing to die without saving him.
What made him dumbfounded was that the reason why Xian Yuchun was trapped here was actually related to him. He was here to give him a positioning compass.
This man probably came to deliver the compass as soon as he received the report from his subordinates. Unfortunately, Xian Yuchun didn't know that Ning Fan didn't need to locate the compass at all.
"Senior wants to save this person? Dolan advises senior not to do this...this person cannot be saved." Dolan suddenly dissuaded him.
"Oh? Why can't this person be saved?" Ning Fan said lightly.
"The leakage of miasma in the Fierce Territory Continent is extremely rare. If it occurs occasionally, it is all caused by man-made causes. Dolan suspects that the reason why these Evil Sheep Tribe monks are trapped here is man-made..." Dolan explained.
"You mean, someone plotted against Xian Yuchun and made him trapped here?"
"Yes, I was just skeptical about this, but when I noticed the existence of this thing from here, I was immediately convinced of my guess."
In order to gain Ning Fan's favor, Dolan was eager to perform meritorious deeds. He performed several tricks with his hands, then gave a sweet scolding, and a crimson wolf shadow suddenly flew out of the sky.
"Animal-shaped medicine soul..." Ning Fan had a solemn look on his face. This great humble monk was indeed unique in the cultivation of medicine souls. The medicine soul in front of him was actually a ninth-level lead product in Duolan's medicine soul. If this person were placed in Dongtian, he would probably be another shocking alchemist, but in the Dabei tribe, it is not difficult to see him.
Dolan was besieged by the Three Flame Guards for many days and was seriously injured. At this moment, when he displayed his magical power, he suddenly felt weak, but he still held on and used his magical power to its fullest. But when the crimson wolf shadow suddenly roared sharply, the whole world was dyed red by the roar, and then somewhere in the sky, the space suddenly shattered and something fell out.
That's a swastika golden talisman!
"Buddhist talisman..." Ning Fan's eyes narrowed slightly. The existence of this Buddhist talisman was so secretive that with his sense of perception, he didn't realize that there was a talisman hidden here without deliberately searching for it.
As soon as this talisman appeared, large swaths of golden light suddenly swept away the crimson sky. Duolan sighed quietly, thinking that it was indeed that person who had plotted against Xian Yuchun. That golden light shone all over the world, and the miasma of tradition fell in the eyes of Xian Yuchun and others. Xian Yuchun and others were startled at first, and then they all became furious.
"This is... the medicine master's earth control talisman! It can control a land. Reversing the heaven and earth... So that's it, that's it! No wonder the miasma suddenly leaked out of this place. I was actually plotted against!" Xian Yuchun, who has always had a weak IQ, At this moment, with the help of my intelligence, I figured this out.
This is a unique talisman of the Medicine Master lineage. Since it appears here, it means that it is the Medicine Master lineage that plots against me...
Damn it! Why don’t I remember that I have offended a monk from the Medicine Master lineage?
Xian Yuchun sighed in despair. He recognized that it was a talisman of the Medicine Master lineage. The two seniors outside must also recognize him. Do they dare to save themselves and others? If he saves it, he will definitely offend the pharmacist lineage...
"These two seniors haven't taken action for a long time. They probably don't intend to save them." All the monks from the Evil Sheep Division were in despair.
"This is a unique talisman of the Medicine Master lineage. Since this talisman is there, it means that there are practitioners of the Medicine Master lineage who have calculated against the cultivators of the Xie Yang Department. The Medicine Master lineage is the strongest lineage in the Holy Mountain. If the seniors save Xianyu Pure, I'm afraid it will offend some people in the pharmacist's lineage..." Dolan meant something.
In her opinion, people like Ning Fan are afraid of getting into trouble. I would never want to offend the Medicine Master lineage.
Ning Fan frowned slightly. He really didn't want to be at odds with Da Bei, but that was still the case. This Xianyu came purely for him and was trapped because of him. If he still refuses to save him, he will no longer be Ning Fan. As for the Medicine Master lineage, you may not necessarily know that he saved the person!
Thinking of this, Ning Fan pointed at a point in the sky and fired a burst of fire, instantly burning the Buddhist talisman to ashes. With another flick of his sleeves, the miasma filled the world. They were forcibly separated by an invisible force, revealing a vacuum passage.
Amidst the heavy poisonous fog blockade, a way out suddenly appeared. No matter how stupid Xian Yuchun and others were, they knew that the mysterious senior had come to the rescue. They were all overjoyed and hurriedly escaped from the place with their unconscious companions. As soon as he escaped, Xian Yuchun excitedly wanted to thank him for saving his life, but unfortunately he didn't see his rescuer at all.
Once Xian Yuchun and others were rescued, Ning Fan left directly without taking such a trivial matter to heart.
Dolan was greatly surprised. He never expected that Ning Fan would risk offending the pharmacist's lineage to save people. His impression of Ning Fan also changed for the first time.
"This Dabei tribe is not a pure land after all... Most of the monks in the tribe are mentally retarded, so they are less calculating and more simple than ordinary people. But this does not mean that there are no monks here who are good at calculations. First it was Dolan, and then Xian Yuchun. As soon as they entered the Fierce Realm, they were immediately plotted. From this point of view, the most dangerous thing in this Fierce Realm continent is not the corpse demons and ferocious beasts hidden in the mountains and rivers, but the human heart..."
Ning Fan sighed slightly, and also put away the relaxation he felt when he first entered the Tamu Department. With the Fierce Domain and his party, he gained an extremely comprehensive understanding of the Dabei tribe through soul searching, but he did not obtain any information about the whereabouts of the Jiuli Sacrificial Artifact. Information needs to be found slowly.
Naturally, Ning Fan returned to the Xeyang Department before Xian Yuchun and others.
The Evil Sheep Tribe was still full of people coming and going, and it looked lively and peaceful. None of the monks in the tribe expressed concern about the young patriarch's delay in returning.
Dabei monks are all big-hearted. Unless they see Xian Yuchun's body with their own eyes, no one will be unfounded. This gave Ning Fan a new understanding of the weirdness of the Dabei people.
"I haven't seen the young patriarch for many days. I miss him so much..." a young sheepherder said to another young man.
"I heard that the young patriarch went to the Fierce Realm. It's been so many days and he still hasn't come back. Is he going to be in danger?"
"Of course there is no danger, hahaha..."
"Hahaha…"
"Forget about the young patriarch. Look! I picked up a strange stone!"
"That's dried sheep dung..."
"I do not believe!"
"If you don't believe me, let me try it for you... Wow, look, it really is sheep dung. It tastes so bad. How could I lie to you!"
"I don't believe it, you must be lying to me! I want to try it myself to confirm..."
Ning Fan was speechless seeing the peaceful scene in the Evil Sheep Department. Do these **** young men know that your young patriarch really almost died in the Fierce Realm...
He went all the way to the mission collection area and handed in the mission. During this trip, Ning Fan completed a total of 51 human-level missions and 7 prefecture-level missions. In this way, the three-level mission was of course completed. The three meritorious deeds and six punishments have been completed. Next, he only needs to abide by the twelve prohibitions of the Dabei tribe, and there will be no trouble.
51 personal tasks, a total of nearly one million medicine soul stones were obtained. The prefecture-level mission gave two million medicine soul stones, as well as other rewards.
The twelve Nine-turn Silver Pills are all pills that improve the cultivation level of Duzhen, and are different from the four-day pills. The Dabei tribe's elixirs can greatly improve one's cultivation level. According to Ning Fan's estimation, any one of these elixirs can be as effective as a single Zhendu Dao Fruit! This is a bit scary! It made Ning Fan look forward to those pills that could improve Shekong's cultivation.
Most of the three acquired magic weapons are only for the first and second nirvanas, so this does not matter.
There are seven five-million-year-old elixirs and one immortal cultivator who is a slave of the corpse demon. A book of fighting souls and soul skills.
The elixir was of a variety that Ning Fan had never seen before. What even opened Ning Fan's eyes was the Dabei tribe's secret technique of controlling corpse demons. The Dabei tribe seemed to be extremely good at controlling the corpse demon. Ning Fan noticed that the corpse demon slave he obtained wore a golden hoop on his head. It was this golden hoop that restricted the corpse demon and allowed the corpse demon with low intelligence to obey Ning Fan. Fan's orders.
"This golden hoop is called the Demon Subduing Hoop. Once put on, you can easily subdue monsters. It is not only effective against corpse demons, but also has control over elixir demons, ancient demons, and all demonic cultivators in the world. It is the only Buddhist magic weapon for subduing demons. …" When receiving the reward, the mission guardian Tuo Long explained to Ning Fan.
Naturally, Ning Fan didn't need the corpse demon slaves who were cultivated as Life Immortals, so he sold them back to the Evil Sheep Department in exchange for a lot of medicine soul stones.
That battle soul skill is a seventh-level soul skill that can be practiced by a seventh-level alchemist. The level of this soul skill. It is roughly equivalent to the Shattering Void spell, and the level is not considered high, but the mysterious soul skills of the Dabei tribe still opened Ning Fan's eyes.
For example, the seventh-level soul skill obtained by Ning Fan is called [Soul Enhancement Method]. It is a state skill that is continuously consumed. Once activated, it can increase the spirituality of the alchemist's medicine soul. When refining the elixir, the elixir can be slightly improved. quality. The level of this soul skill is not very high, but it is more practical, and this kind of medicine soul soul skill is extremely rare in Tiantian...
"Among the prefecture-level tasks, only the reward of the innate soul-repairing elixir cannot be cashed directly. You need to go to Pi Xiong and Dolan in person to exchange for the reward with ten six-star nirvana stones. However, since you and Sir Dolan My companions will definitely exchange for rewards on their own, so I don’t need to worry about it. Speaking of which, why didn’t you see Lord Pixiong?" Tuolong asked casually.
"Pichon is dead, killed by the evil Three Flame Guards..." Dolan lied, his eyes turning red again.
"Damn the Three Flame Guards! Don't be sad, Master Dolan. Once the Holy Mountain is reopened, the Master will definitely avenge Master Pixiong!" Tuolong comforted.
"I hope..." Dolan glanced at Ning Fan intentionally or unintentionally, but saw that Ning Fan was flipping through the soul skills of the soul enhancement method without changing his expression, and he did not feel any guilt for Pi Xiong's death. Therefore, his impression of Ning Fan He had just changed his mind, but now he felt that Ning Fan was cold-blooded again.
Of course, Ning Fan would not feel guilty about a dead person and would just kill him. It was only Pi Xiong's fault that he sought his own death. He had already forgotten about this matter. After several times, he had already remembered the soul-enhancing method in his heart and put away the leather scroll. He left the Xie Yang Department with Dolan and returned to the Tamu Department.
Dolan was depressed all the way, but Ning Fan naturally didn't care about this woman's mood and returned to Tamu Department all the way.
Seeing Ning Fan coming back, Tamu tribe leader Tagli was almost moved to tears!
The rules of the Southern Xinjiang Competition are that each major tribe sends twenty people to compete, and they are ranked according to their overall performance. This Southern Xinjiang competition will be held in the Zhaofeng Tribe, the tribe that ranked first in Southern Xinjiang last time. There are still three days before the competition, but Tagli is still worried about the reference list!
It turns out that Zangyue, Wu Laoba, and Ouyang Nuan are not in the Tamu Department!
"It's urgent. I'll lend you Sister Nuan a hand. The Zhongzhou competition will return in three months. The competition in Southern Xinjiang is equally important. It must come first... This trip will ensure that Sister Nuan is unscathed. Trust me!" This was the message left by Zhongzhou! The message transmission jade slip below.
"Husband, I am going to rescue an old friend of Sister Yue. If I succeed, it may be helpful in finding the sacrificial vessel." This was Ouyang Nuan's message.
"Master! There is news about the sacrificial artifacts in Burial Moon. Xiaoba will follow her to help you find the sacrificial artifacts! What Xiaoba wants is not the reward from the master, but for loyalty and passion..." Balabala is full of nonsense. This is Wu Laoba's message.
In this way, Ning Fan finally figured out the whereabouts of the three people buried in the moon. The message was left when he first entered the Fierce Realm, which meant that the three of them had been away for nearly a month and were already in Zhongzhou.
Without his following, he would naturally worry about Ouyang Nuan's safety. However, thinking of the fact that Zang Yue was following her, the woman solemnly assured her that Ning Fan believed that Zhan Yue would keep Ouyang Nuan intact. After all, if this woman works hard, she can still display the cultivation level of the Immortal Emperor at its peak...
What made him even more curious was that Zhan Yue had actually obtained information about the Jiuli Sacrificial Artifact. It seemed that whether this information could finally be obtained was related to whether Zhan Yue could rescue her old friend...
"What a bold woman. She dared to take advantage of my absence to act privately." Ning Fan shook his head helplessly. In any case, Zang Yue probably had good intentions, and probably wanted to help him get information about the sacrificial weapon. After getting along with this woman for a long time, he has gained a certain amount of trust in her and is very confident in her work. After all, this woman is extremely stubborn in some aspects, just for Mu Weiliang. There is no way she would betray Ning Fan.
"Brother Ning. They have all left, but you can't leave. If you leave, our Tamu Department will be at the bottom again this time!" Tagli almost knelt down to Ning Fan.
"Don't worry, I won't leave." Thinking of Zang Yue's instructions, Ning Fan decided to compete for first place in this southern Xinjiang competition no matter what. If the matter is not important, Zang Yue will not give a special reminder.
Upon hearing that Ning Fan was not leaving, Tagli cheered up again. Although Ning Fan is the only one among the external cultivators who can take part in the competition. But Tagli believes that with Ning Fan taking action, their Tamu Department will not be at the bottom, after all, except for the Tamu Department. There are still several tribes that haven’t even considered it.
Of course, Tagli completely gave up on the idea of competing for first place. Many tribes have more than one Shekong in charge. After Ning Fan was granted the title of Cultivation, he could only use Shekong's cultivation. Ning Fan was the only one in the entire Tamu tribe who could compete with Shekong from other tribes. The Southern Xinjiang competition compares the performance of a team of twenty people. Can Ning Fan alone compete with a group of people for first place?
It’s just that the Tamu monks’ overall cultivation level is weak…
"Speaking of which, why did Brother Ning bring back a guardian of the tomb of the Holy Mountain when he went out this time! Chulie Duolan... This woman is said to have many suitors, could it be that she has fallen in love with Brother Ning? Otherwise, the guardian of the tomb, who has always been proud, How could you be so low-key in front of brother Ning... It's amazing, it's amazing! As a foreign cultivator, he can conquer the fiercest female wolf on our grassland, hehe..." Tagli didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly smiled a little obscenely .
Three days later, it’s the day of the Southern Xinjiang Competition!
On the grassland of the Zhaofeng Department, streams of light came from afar, just to participate in today's grand meeting.
A once-in-a-thousand-year battle to seize the mausoleum, a once-in-a-thousand-year competition in southern Xinjiang!
For the vast majority of tribes in southern Xinjiang, all they care about is not to be at the bottom after Xiao Bi. After all, once they are at the bottom, they will be punished to guard the sacred monument and not be allowed to leave their post without permission for a thousand years.
For those powerful tribes in southern Xinjiang, this competition is aimed at being first in southern Xinjiang.
"I wonder which tribe can win this southern Xinjiang competition and take first place."
"I see that in this little competition, the Wind Summoning Tribe still ranks first. I heard that there are two more people in the Wind Summoning Tribe who have broken through the realm of She Kong within this thousand years..."
"I think the Evil Sheep Tribe is very promising. The Young Patriarch of the Evil Sheep Tribe is very good at the art of combining souls. In the last competition, the Evil Sheep Tribe relied on Xian Yuchun alone to win the third place in Southern Xinjiang. Thousands of years have passed. , it is said that Xian Yuchun’s soul-joining technique has improved again.”
"Haven't you heard yet! Mage Minghai of the Sea Soul Department has already half-stepped into Suinian! The overall strength of the Sea Soul Department is only mid-range, but with this person..."
"I think Tamubu also has hope of winning the championship..."
The monk who said that the Tamu tribe would win the championship was laughed at by several people before he finished speaking.
Tamube? It's just that there are outside cultivators to help out. Those outside cultivators have been hit by six punishments, and they can't display much cultivation at all. At most, they can keep Tamu from being at the bottom, and they can't even think about taking the first place!
"I see that Tamubu can barely break a thousand points this time, but that's all. After all, Tamubu only scored 45 points in the last session..."
45 points, a humiliating score!
In the last competition, even the second-to-last team Khanzhenbu scored more than 200 points!
There are more than ten tribes with more than 1,000 points! The top-ranked Zhaofeng Department scored more than 7,200 points, a hundred times more than the Tamu Department!
A thousand points is considered to be a very high score for the Tamu Department. After all, looking at the long history of the Tamu Department, there are few students who have exceeded this score.
Most of the southern Xinjiang monks who arrived early would greet each other, but only a few weak tribes like the Tamu tribe were not asked about after they arrived.
As soon as Tagli and others arrived, they stayed alone in a corner of the grassland, no one paid attention to them, and they did not go to talk to anyone.
As a tribe that has always been at the bottom, if you go to talk to someone, you will usually end up humiliating yourself and being laughed at, so it is better not to go. Each of the Tamu men suppressed their blushes and gathered up their momentum. They wanted to win for the tribe in this competition, even if they died because of it!
This kind of atmosphere also flows among several other weak tribes.
Ning Fan scanned each tribe with his spiritual mind, and found helplessly that Tamu tribe had been at the bottom in previous years, and it was not unfair at all. For example, the first tribe like the Zhaofeng Tribe, let’s not say She Kong, let’s just say Du Zhen. There is almost no one with a lower cultivation level than Du Zhen! There are almost no people like Xie Yangbu who are lower than Gui Xuan. And what about Tamube? There are only four people with cultivation level above Duzhen. This includes Ning Fan and the leader of the Tamu tribe. According to the regulations of the battle to seize the tomb, the heads of the tribes cannot be compared. In this way, the Tamu tribe Du Zhen has to subtract one more...
Twenty Life Immortals couldn’t even get together, and this time there was actually a first-step monk...
too weak! With such overall strength, how could it not be at the bottom of the competition!
"You are the foreign cultivator invited by the Tamu Department? Is your name Ning Fan?"
Suddenly, a voice interrupted Ning Fan's thoughts.
It was a shirtless big man with a bald head and a strange bird totem tattooed on his head that looked like a bird or a beast. That totem was the tribal totem of the Wind Summoning Tribe, a wind falcon, and the belief of their Wind Summoners! And this bald man is currently the strongest cultivator in the Zhaofeng Tribe, the Dragon of the South!
"Tamu Department, you ants, in this competition, I, the Zhaofeng Department, will be ten thousand points ahead of Tamu!"
Nan Zhilong laughed and returned to his queue.
In other tribes, people kept coming back to their senses. Master Baigui, a strong Shekong warrior from the White Ghost Tribe, also walked up to Ning Fan and others and shouted, "In this competition, my White Ghost Tribe will be two thousand ahead of Tamu." point!"
The Corpse Corpse Department shouted, "If we don't lead Tamu by 1,500 points, we will crawl back!"
There are also the Yannan tribe, the Montenegro tribe...the tribes, no matter how strong or weak, all came running towards them at this moment, shouting with humiliation.
On the contrary, the Xie Yang Department, which had always been hostile to Tamu, strangely shut its mouth this time, and no one came to provoke the Tamu monks.
Tagli gritted his teeth silently. He knew that these tribes wanted to please Emperor Rutuo of Zhongzhou! Because Emperor Rudra targeted the Tamu tribe, there were countless tribes who wanted to step on the Tamu tribe!
All the Tamu men suppressed their blushes, but did not argue with anyone. It is a fact that Tamu is at the bottom every year. If you want to argue, there is nothing you can say!
It’s just that everyone is unwilling! I don’t want to be used as a stepping stone to please Emperor Rudra!
You must prove yourself, and you must use this Southern Xinjiang competition to wash away Tamu's weakest humiliation!
Ning Fan's eyes were a little cold, not because of his deep feelings for Tamu, but because this scene of Tamu's experience resonated with him!
On the grasslands of southern Xinjiang, there are countless monks who want to please Emperor Rutuo by stepping on the Tamu people!
In Dongtian, there are countless people who want to step on Ning Fan to please the Dark Tribe!
How similar! How embarrassing!
"Brother Ning, I'm making you laugh. Our Tamu tribe is really unworthy, so much so that even a low-ranking tribe dares to laugh at it..." Tagli said with a bitter smile, and there was even more unwillingness and anger in the bitter smile!
"It doesn't matter, Ning will use the facts to shut up these people!"
Ning Fan's eyes have returned to calmness. At this moment, a loud horn sound, like the hoarseness of an old dragon, finally sounded... (To be continued.)
