After the queen came to the throne, I was forced to be nine thousand years old

Chapter 509 The Chosen World

It is impossible for Rong to come back.

He can't come back either.

Yan Tribe's sacred fire swallowed Rong Rong completely, and there was no more sound after that, as if such a person did not exist in the world.

Zuo Dodge stood on the stone platform in the cave, and the scorching heat continued to hit his face. He didn't use his power to stop him, but just quietly looked at the eternally burning holy fire.

The Yanjun Banner in the sacred fire gradually shrunk until it disappeared completely at a certain moment.

Zuo Dodge knew that Rong's blood sacrifice had reached the most important juncture.

He wants to refine the Yanjun Banner and his own into the Wuju Banner, light up the spirit of the Wuju Banner, so that it has the ability to be refined by others, and it will become more powerful as the spirit grows. powerful.

Perhaps, in Rong's heart, whether the tribe can be free is the most important thing for him, and the second should be to let the Yan tribe reach the peak again and stand tall in the outside world.

Zuo Dodge thought in his heart.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Zuo Dodge stood there like a statue, waiting quietly.

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed in the blood barren world.

He still doesn't know whether the time flow rate of the blood barren world is the same as that of the big world, but whether it is half a month or half a year, he will wait if he thinks about it.

Outside, the members of the Yan tribe had spontaneously lined up, waiting for Rong.

At this moment, Rong is the bravest warrior in the tribe.

Another half month has passed.

Finally, there was a change in the calm holy flame. Things like ripples appeared one after another, and a flag was slowly lifted into the sky.

It is still a triangular flag surface, but the flagpole has changed a bit. On the originally smooth flagpole, there are cumbersome patterns.

Perhaps because he was controlled by Zuo Dodge for a period of time, he could feel the closeness of Banner to him, like an ignorant newborn child looking forward to the caress of his parents.

Zuo Dodge didn't go to fetch the flag immediately, but looked at the torch in the distance. Even though he knew that Rong could not come back, he still looked forward to it.

Unfortunately, expectations do not turn into reality.

The flag slowly flew into Zuo Dodge's hand under the shroud of fire, he squeezed the flag tightly, and then showed a firm face.

"Patriarch Rong, I... will definitely take your wish and the people of the Yan tribe out of this blood-desolate world. '

He poured mana into the banner, and there was a response from the newly born Unbound Banner, like a real magic weapon.

come alive.

Zuo Dodge wasn't surprised, but just felt the change of Wuju Banner.

The ability I had before will naturally not disappear, and it can still break the ban, but in addition, there is a unique function, fire control.

Zuo Dodge put away the flag, then walked out.

The cave door slowly rose.

People from the Yan Tribe looked eagerly outside, they were longing to see that familiar figure.

"Dear visitor from beyond space, may I ask... Where is Rong?"

Bin's voice was very low, with deep anticipation in it, he didn't dare to speak loudly, as if if he spoke louder, the last hope in his heart would be shattered.

Left Dodge was silent.

Ignoring Bin's words, he continued walking forward.

Until he got to the front, he saw all the people in the Yan tribe, and saw the attentive faces.

Rong's friendship is too strong. Although Rong has been saying that he is weak and is the weakest patriarch of the Yan tribe, Zuo Daoqi doesn't know witchcraft, but he can feel that Rong has cultivation.

If he really walked out of the bloody world, he would be able to continue to live and pursue a higher realm.

There is nothing more important than this in ancient times.

Just a person who met for the first time, for the freedom of the tribe, he gave up his life to help.

What a kindness.

Standing on the top of the mountain, he glanced over all the members of the Yan tribe.

"Rong... is gone."

"Before he left, he begged me repeatedly to bring the nobles out of this world, and I agreed.

I know, you don't trust me, I can understand, this is human nature, no one will trust a person who looks too young when they meet for the first time.So do I.

Only Rong...he is different.

I don't know how to express my sincerity, at least, before I die, the Yan tribe will definitely not die in this blood barren world.

Words are always too lacking, I like to use actions to prove my words.

Now, I want to ask you, do you choose to believe in me, the me who Rong chose, or just let down Rong's passion and let his blood sacrifice come to nothing.

answer me! "

People from the Yan Tribe looked at each other, some were whispering, some were expressionless, and some were just looking earnestly at the cave behind Zuo Daoqi.

"willing!"

Some crying voices sounded.

It's a pig's.

"Rongneng gave his life for the tribe, so can I!"

Bin's voice was crying, but also firm.

After Rong, he is the candidate for the next patriarch.

After he spoke, there seemed to be a very unique infectious force.

Scattered voices began to respond.

"I would too!"

"I would too!"

In the end, this scattered sound turned into a shocking order.

"I'm waiting for it!"

A look of relief appeared on Zuo Dodge's face.

Looking at the people of the Yan tribe all over the mountains and plains below, they were all looking forward to being able to take them out of this world.

There is a saying that the mourning soldiers must win, which seems to be a perfect interpretation of the current situation of the Yan tribe.

In fact, he doesn't know what kind of help people from the Yan Tribe can bring to him in the Tianxuan world, but after all, this is the rule of the Tianxuan War. .

"Okay! If that's the case, Bin, you organize 300 people. At this time tomorrow, we will sacrifice for Rong. After that, we will enter the damn Chosen World in front of Rong, and let him see with his own eyes how the Yan Tribe walks out of blood." Desolate world!"

"only."

Left Dodge turned and left.

The next day, at the same place again, Zuo Daoqi led three hundred warriors selected by the Yan tribe, with the figure of a pig in the middle.

He did what he said, Rong was able to sacrifice himself, he was just participating in the battle of the chosen one, so why not dare.

Rong's ritual is very simple. Perhaps after the Yan tribe came to this world, there were too many people who slept forever, and their ritual became too simple.

It is just to spark the holy fire on Yanshan Mountain, and illuminate all the places of Yan tribe, so that everyone can be bathed in the glory of the warrior.

Rong is of course a warrior.

Everything was ready, Zuo Dodge stood at the front of the team, and led the people from the Yan tribe to the center of Blood Island.

He took the first step and reached out to touch the central flag.

In the middle of nowhere, it seemed that someone was whispering in his ear.

'Battle of the Holy Chosen, Kai! '

There were inexplicable fluctuations in the air, and a wonderful force twisted and changed in the air.

A bloody vortex slowly appeared in the void.

This is a space passage, leading to the place where the chosen battlefield is.

Zuo Dodge looked back at Bin and the others behind him, did not speak, but walked up the passage with a solemn expression.

A wonderful sense of weightlessness emerged in my heart, and then the world was spinning.

Everything has changed.

It is still a bloody world, bloody, seems to be the background color of the bloody world, as long as it is related to the bloody world, it is all bloody.

It's just that this world is different from before, and there are living things.

In the distance, creatures that looked like cows were walking quietly on the ground. In the middle was an extremely huge blood cow, which was a full thirty feet in size.

Bin took a step forward, looked at Zuo Dodge, and said softly.

"Respected visitors from space, the rules of the battle of the chosen one seem to be another battle of blood beasts."

"The battle of blood beasts?" Zuo Daoqi asked in confusion.

Although it is the first time for Bin to participate in the battle of the election, there are too many ancient warriors from the Yan tribe who have participated in the battle of the election. Every time the rules of the battle of the election are different, the battle of the blood beast is one of them. .

The rules are simple, kill the blood beast herd, and get the blood barren point.

The one with the most blood barren points is the final winner.

Zuo Dodge also understood the role of the tribal warriors at this moment.

The blood beast is a very unique creature, or an existence bred by the rules of the blood barren world.

They always appear in groups, and there is a leader among them.

The leader needs the aliens to fight by himself, and those ordinary blood beasts need the warriors of the tribe to deal with them.

If the rules are not followed, the leader of the blood beast will be randomly resurrected on an ordinary blood beast, and the ordinary blood beast will also form a new leader of the blood beast.

And every time you encounter a blood beast, you need to kill them all. If there are any remaining blood beasts, you will not be rewarded with blood barren points.

Understanding flashed across Zuo Daoqi's eyes.

I see.

This bloody world is really playing tricks on people's hearts.

This requires the tribe and the aliens to work together, otherwise, if a blood beast escapes, the battle will be completely defeated.

After listening to Bin's explanation, Zuo Dodge looked at the blood cow in the distance, and instead of directly ordering the attack, he asked.

"What if we meet other tribes?"

There was a cruel look on Bin's face, "Naturally... killing! Every tribe is a fat sheep in another sense. Killing or recovering their extraterrestrial visitors will get all their blood desolation points."

Zuo Dodge's expression remained unchanged, as expected...Is that so?

This day's chosen battle is really cruel.

He took a step forward and said immediately.

"You wait here, I'll go ahead and see if there are other tribes."

Bin knew that Zuo Dodge was powerful, so he nodded and organized the tribe's warriors to wait in line.

Zuo Dodge moved his body, tapped his toes on the ground, and flew out, reappearing hundreds of meters away.

Speed... doesn't seem to be much limited.

From this point of view, only Dao Principle and Dao Source cannot be perceived.

In this case, the martial arts master seems to have an advantage in this battle of the chosen one.

After all, although the master's practice generally uses artistic conception to transform the Dao source, the master's reliance on and application of the Dao source is far less than that of a real person.

What they are better at is hand-to-hand combat.

But in a world like Blood Barren, the most important method is hand-to-hand combat.

Traveling all the way for hundreds of miles, Zuo Daoqi did not see the end of the chosen world, nor did he encounter other tribes.

He stands in the air.

It seems that the size of this chosen world is beyond my imagination.

Returning to the place where the Yan Tribe was, Bin didn't have any major emotional changes regarding the news he inquired about.

He seemed to have known this would happen.

"The Chosen World is very big. The location where we appear is the outermost part of the Chosen World. There are very few blood beasts here. If you want more Blood Desolation Points, you can only go inward."

"Inside? Which direction is it?"

Bin's eyes were inexplicable, and he said meaningfully, "No matter which direction it is, it is inward."

Zuo Dodge instantly understood that this was the rule of the world again.

Wherever they go, they meet people from different tribes, in a sense.

The blood barren world is encouraging the confrontation of the tribes, and does not want people to be dragged.

Zuo Dodge didn't say much, but said to Bin.

"Get ready to start harvesting our first blood barren point."

He said, looking at the group of blood cows in the distance.

Bin nodded.

After a moment.

Zuo Dodge was the first to fly out, and the demon-locking tower in his hand glowed with mysterious light, pouring a different color into this bloody world.

The starting hands are still the familiar Guangmo Feng and Lei Fa. Fortunately, the most basic Earth Fire Feng Shui in the world seems to be there. Although the two methods are somewhat weakened, they are not serious.

The blood ox seemed to be enraged, and became restless in an instant. The huge blood ox rushed towards Zuo Dodge first.

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Like some kind of attack signal.

In an instant, tens of thousands of bulls galloped on the Scarlet Grassland, and the ground trembled.

The strength of this blood beast is too great, right?
Zuo Dodge couldn't help but feel a little worried.

It wasn't that he was worried for himself, but for the people of the Yan tribe.

Ordinary blood cow, can they solve it?

The aura of the leader of the blood cow also reached the peak.

This is a bit scary, you know, this is at the outermost edge.

He couldn't help being thankful that Jiang Liyan didn't agree to come in in the end.

Otherwise, Jiang Liyan might not be able to deal with even a stronger blood beast in such a blood beast battle.

But his words...

Facing the leader of the blood cow, while strolling in the courtyard, he broke the limbs of the leader of the blood cow, and he fell to the ground.

He didn't just kill the leader of the blood cow, but waited for the result of the battle over there.

Otherwise, they failed to kill all the ordinary blood oxen. If he killed the leader of the blood ox, the leader of the blood ox would be resurrected on an ordinary blood ox again.

The Yan Tribe's fighting style and the sorcery practiced are very well-versed, and they can solve it faster than Zuo Daoqi imagined.

Witchcraft is like a series of spells that act on oneself, such as three heads and six arms, three-eyed light, plant body...

It's like a strengthening spell cast on oneself.

It's just that these spells seem to be permanent?
Let those Yan tribe people look like monsters after taking off their outermost clothes.

No wonder witchcraft will be eliminated. In a sense, immortality is like an evolution of witchcraft. Practicing witchcraft will turn oneself into a monster. No wonder the legendary murals handed down from ancient times show human appearance Oddly shaped, it turns out that this is their real appearance.

These 300 people are the most powerful 300 people in the Yan tribe today. According to the current state, they are all at least the fifth rank, and many of them are the fourth rank. Bin is the peak of the fourth rank. If he is outside, he may already be the third rank .

The speed of defeating this group of blood cows also exceeded Zuo Dodge's imagination.

About a quarter of an hour later, the countless blood cows on the blood-colored grassland completely fell down.

(End of this chapter)