One person, one sword, I have guarded the lonely city for 70 years

Chapter 367 Congrats
After completely killing the pool of blood, Song Yun opened the [Anxi real-time map] and scanned around to make sure there was no missing blood.

Blood Emperor Gu Ming did not lie at all - this guy is very knowledgeable in the way of qi and blood, he can be reborn from a drop of blood, and it is difficult to kill him completely.

Maybe he hid a drop of blood essence somewhere for the purpose of rebirth, and no one could find it.

However, at least in the boundary of Anxi, the blood emperor couldn't hide at all, and couldn't make any waves.

In his heyday, even the blood emperor couldn't stop the sword "Zhu Xian Ren", and after rebirth, he would only be weaker, which is nothing to worry about.

Seeing that the soldiers were excited, Song Yun did not immediately issue a patrol task, but waved his hand, signaling for the people to clean up the more than 2000 beast corpses first, and then celebrate at will.

The essence of life in these ferocious beasts has basically been taken away, but the meat of ferocious beasts is still the best food for ordinary people, which can strengthen their bodies and increase their strength.

In the next few months, people in the Northwest will have no worries about meat. It will definitely be the happiest time, and the cohesion of the ethnic group will increase rapidly.

Every three or four people lifted a corpse of a ferocious beast, and slowly carried it to the distance.

The door of the "meat warehouse" over there has been opened, revealing the piles of dried meat inside, and the outside of the meat warehouse is covered with rows of fresh meat, which is being dried.

You can tell from the quality of the meat that these are real ferocious beasts, not ordinary beasts.

There was more meat than food and wild fruits. Xing Ge was stunned by the sight of such affluence, as if he had never seen the world before.

But everyone knew in their hearts that what was happening in this northwest land was an unprecedented miracle.

Even the well-informed Emperor of the Human Race was seeing him for the first time.

The scene of hoarding a large amount of dried meat is logically impossible to happen in the territory of the human race.

To have so much meat, at least five thousand beasts must be slaughtered.In fact, as long as a demon king leads the team and five thousand beasts charge in groups, no matter how strong the human tribe is, it will be wiped out in an instant.

But that's how the miracle happened.

Except for Song Yun himself, no one knows what the truth is. They only know that this Lord Xuandi was born out of nowhere, and his achievements are dazzling. He killed the Wolf Emperor, retreated from the Tiger Emperor, and killed the Blood Emperor. He achieved supremacy in just a few days.

People in the Northwest seem to be living in a dream, and now Xing Ge is about to be pulled into the dream.

As the sun was about to slant to the west, the clansman set up a bonfire early, prepared salt and onions, took off poplar branches and sharpened them, skewered them with large pieces of beast meat, and roasted them on the fire.

Many tribal warriors danced around the bonfire with somewhat jerky steps—they had rarely celebrated before, and were used to eating food at the fastest speed, and the smell of slowing down might attract fierce beasts.

This relaxed state seems to have never appeared since adulthood.

Zilazila, the oil stars splashed, the luster of the meat gradually appeared in the high temperature, and the rich aroma filled the air, making people mouth watering.

Even Xing Ge, who is a martial artist, was aroused by this scene, "If you have some fruit wine and barbecue, it will be the ultimate enjoyment in the world."

The clansmen in the northwest looked at each other in blank dismay. Some people knew how to make fruit wine, but before the spiritual fruit was not enough to fill the stomach, who would be willing to use it to make wine?
"Wine? I have some."

Song Yun recalled that when he lived temporarily in Yangcheng at the end of Great Xia, he often drank with Jia Xuan, the King of Silver Armor.

What they drank was the best spiritual wine in Daxia, brewed from a variety of rare spiritual fruits, which has a certain effect on warming and nourishing the body of immortals.

It's a pity that within a few drinks, the final decisive battle with Emperor Qi started hastily, and Jia Xuanzhan died at the head of Anxi city.

There are still a few altars of spiritual wine in the [Void Storage Box], and I haven't had time to drink it yet.

Song Yun released it with a wave of his hand, and placed it in front of Xing Ge and other warriors.

"Let's divide up together."

"Good method." Xing Ge rubbed his eyes, but he couldn't see where the jars of wine came from.

Thinking about Song Yun's ability to imitate the blood emperor's supernatural powers before, this Emperor Xuan is really full of secrets, which are completely incomprehensible.

Xing Ge opened the wine jar and sniffed lightly, the full and strong aroma of wine burst out in his nose instantly.

Yin Ke and the others sitting around are all martial sages with keen senses, and they couldn't help swallowing when the wine jar was opened.

"Hiss—the brewing technique of this jar of wine has reached its peak, it's amazing..." Xing Ge shook his head, and couldn't help sighing, "It's a pity, if it is brewed with real top-quality spiritual fruit, it can be matched with this technique , can definitely brew a jar of peerless wine that is unparalleled in the world!"

The quality of the spiritual fruit after 10 years is naturally not as good as this barbaric era where treasures are everywhere.

A group of Martial Saints no longer had the calm appearance of the past, sitting beside them scratching their ears and cheeks, waiting for Xing Ge to fill a bowl first, then they couldn't wait to squeeze up to pour the wine.

Seeing their urgency, Song Yun laughed, waved his hands and let out a few jars.

"Remember to give some points to the fighters below."

"Thank you, Emperor!" Yin Ke and the others beamed, scrambling to pick up the wine jar.

Xing Ge squinted his eyes, but still couldn't find where the wine jar came from.

Several martial saint patriarchs walked away with interest, leaving two emperors sitting opposite each other.

Xing Ge first poured a bowl of wine, raised his glass and said, "This time, I would like to thank Emperor Xuan for saving my life. After drinking these cups, I want to go back first and move all the tribes under my command to the northwest. Take in?"

Before Song Yun could respond, he couldn't help sighing: "These people follow me, fearful all day long, and will die at the mouth of the beast at any time."

"I'm also always worried. I'm afraid that one day I wake up and the monsters will overwhelm the environment. These people will ask me for help, but I will be entangled by the demon emperor and I can't do anything..."

As an emperor of the human race, a strong man in the realm of martial arts and immortals, but afraid that he would not be able to keep several tribes, he felt aggrieved and helpless.

"Just come, the northwest is the northwest of the human race, anyone can come." Song Yun nodded slightly.

After hearing this, Xing Ge was overjoyed, thanked him repeatedly, and raised his head to finish a bowl of wine.

The two began to discuss the arrangement of migration. Xing Ge had ten tribes under his command, with a total of more than [-] people, and most of them were fighters.

But with so many people running to the northwest, there must be a lot of movement. There are four demon emperors in the south, and they will definitely come out and kill them.

While studying countermeasures, a series of heavy footsteps sounded from the south, making the ground muffled, boom, boom, boom...

When the warriors heard the sound, they thought it was a ferocious beast, and they all looked together——

A huge blood-stained boa constrictor appeared in the distance. It had died, its body was tied in a knot, and it was slowly approaching.

Take a closer look, there is a little old man with a stooped figure underneath, holding the corpse of a giant python like a hill in his hands, walking step by step.

It is Huangdi Xuanwu.

Boom——Xuan Wu threw the giant python's body on the ground, smiled flatteringly at Song Yun, and said:
"Just now, I wanted to attack the Blood Emperor with Lord Xuandi, but I found this big python was secretly watching."

"I was afraid that it would go back to report the letter and attract the Python Emperor to disrupt the situation, so I chased it for hundreds of miles and shot it to death."

"This python is in good condition, just as a congratulatory gift, to congratulate Lord Xuandi on his victory!"

(End of this chapter)