"by the way, didn't Dong Scorpio know Zhang Xing? We invited him here. Maybe Zhang Xing could come back to find him."

Miss Liu suddenly remembered that Zhang Xing and Dong Scorpio had talked in the arena.

"Yes, yes! Go and invite Dong Scorpio to your house... "

Liu's seven aunts and aunts are in a mess. Some of them go to the East and some to the West. They all go out to look for Dong Scorpio.

At this time, Zhang Xing went all the way from Central Plains to Xiqi mountain in the southwest.

Thousands of years ago, Dengfeng mountain was occupied by Xiqi tribe and renamed as Xiqi mountain.

Half a month later, Zhang Xing came to Xiqi mountain.

"I don't know if the farmer has come or not."

Zhang Xing looked at the old pines all over the mountain and frowned.

He and the farmer did not leave contact information in advance, which let him go to find.

There are many ethnic groups in Southwest China, and there are few cities.

It is said that they are the descendants of God's adherents. When the God King is absent, this group gradually splits into dozens of tribes.

Later, in order to seize the cultivation resources, they had countless wars.

Until today, the powerful God family has not been formed into hundreds of small tribes.

These people still live in the virgin forest, following the old habits.

Today is the annual sacrifice day of the Xiqi tribe.

In ancient times, they all sacrificed their ancestors with the blood of their enemies.

Now, their enemies have become other tribesmen who were once an ancestor.

At this time, two long horns sounded on the Xiqi mountain, and the tribal people were naked and covered with various colored lines.

They were all dishevelled and dancing strangely.

On the top of the mountain, an altar more than three meters high is carved with a flying black dragon.

This is the totem of the Nishizaki tribe.

Every year, they worship their faith with the blood of the enemy.

Under the black dragon, a chain made of cold iron is bound to a dishevelled man.

This man is the farmer Zhang Xing is looking for.

Originally, Dengfeng Mountain Tribe had his old friends. When he came to seek refuge, the tribe that he did not want to have old friends had been destroyed, so he was arrested as the remaining evil of Dengfeng Mountain Tribe.

The farmer was disheartened, and his accomplishments were sealed and could only be slaughtered by others.

Although it is bad luck, but he did not complain that he is not strong enough!

The midday sun slowly moved to the center of heaven and earth, and the horn suddenly stopped.

A two meter tall man with a black dragon mask came to the farmer.

He danced with his dagger in his mouth.

Puff, the wine in the mouth spurted to the farmer's heart.

"Lord Black Dragon, your people have prepared delicious blood for you. Please taste it!

May you bless us in peace and security for all generations to come

When he finished, the dagger in his hand was about to stab the farmer's chest.

"Roar!"

But just then, an earth shaking roar came from the sky.

The old man's arm trembled and looked up at the sky.

Shua!

With a flash of silver, a giant dragon suddenly appeared on top of their heads.

"Dragon!"

The old man froze, and all the other members of the tribe stopped all their actions and looked at the sky blankly.

With a clang, the old man's dagger fell on the rock of the altar, rolled down the steps and remained motionless.

"The Dragon God has come to light!"

A lot of people got excited immediately.

However, the old man was awakened by the fall of the dagger, and his brow frowned.

"Not the Black Dragon God? He is not our Dragon God

The old man pointed to the sky and roared!

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However, we should also distinguish the species of giant dragons.

Some tribes believe in white dragon, some believe in golden dragon, some believe in Blue Dragon

In short, as long as it is not the totem of one's own tribal belief, it is the enemy.

Moreover, the old man soon found out that it was a real dragon with a young man standing on it.

"Who are you? What can I do for the Nishizaki tribe? "

The old man calmed down and asked carefully.

"I'm looking for someone!"

Zhang Xing said faintly.

He was attracted by the sound coming from here. He also wanted to ask about the farmer's brother.

But as soon as he came, he saw the farmer who was locked up, and asked the dragon to read aloud to stop the old man's action."Who are you and who are you looking for?"

The old man guessed that Zhang Xing was probably a member of Baishan tribe, because Baishan tribe believed in white dragon.

But he observed that the dragon in the sky seemed not to be a white one.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that you have arrested my friend.

I now order you to release them at once

Zhang Xing looked at the overjoyed farmer, but the cold and murderous voice was poured into the old man's ears.

Clunk!

The old man's mind trembled and his brain hummed. He felt that he was suddenly trapped in a breath of endless killing.

His cultivation is close to the five peaks of the divine realm, and he can defeat the ordinary top strong by using totem secret method.

But at the moment, he was intimidated by a small God state in the middle of five times, and his old face became angry immediately!

"Boy, what kind of thing are you? Do you think that riding a dragon can yell in front of my ancestor Nishizaki!

The clan is holding a memorial ceremony, do not want to fight with you, you leave quickly!

Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude! "

Xiqi Laozu is the patriarch of this tribe. He is also a cruel master. If Zhang Xing didn't ride a dragon, he would have sent someone to capture him and offer sacrifices to the Black Dragon God.

"You can hold a memorial ceremony, but you can't use my friend's blood to give you three rest time to release people, otherwise I will Destroy your Nishizaki tribe

Although Zhang Xing's tone is plain, but the last sentence is full of blood!

This makes all the people of the Nishizaki tribe feel excited.

At the same time, they looked at the dragon. Zhang Xing is not terrible, but the dragon.

The dragon is the God in their mind. They are born with a sense of oppression. Although they are not the black dragon clan they believe in, they are also gods at that level!

"Boy, don't think we are afraid of you, we respect the dragon!"

The corner of his eye leaped.

"Don't talk nonsense. You'll die if you don't hand it over to others!" Zhang Xing stretched out three fingers: "three rest time has come!"

"Ah! It seems that you must be against us

Mr. Nishizaki slowly took off his mask and placed it respectfully in a corner of the altar.

Grab your right hand in the air!

Shua!

A leading crutch suddenly appeared in the hand.

"Black dragon array!"

Xiqi Laozu raised his arms, the dragon's crutches suddenly flashed black light, a large number of black clouds burst out in an instant.

It soon condensed into a black dragon in the air.

At the same time, all the people in the tribe threw themselves into the ground, hands clasped, and stretched out in front of their heads.

Buzz

A strange note from all the population, floating to the black dragon in the air.

With the blessing of these notes, the unreal dragon body soon solidified.

In the face of long Yinian, Xiqi Laozu didn't dare to be careless and used the strongest means as soon as he started.

Boom, boom

At the same time, the whole mount Xiqi vibrated.

The black stone dragon totems arranged in the dark of the mountain are slowly floating.

360 black dragon totems!