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Zhang Jingjiang was also taken aback when he heard that people from the Wuling God Sect came to snatch the Pangu God Axe from the Shichao clan. Why did they always meet people from the Wuling God Sect recently? Teach, his recent actions are really quite big. First, he instigated the wave of monsters in the Monster Beast Mountain Range to attack the protected area of ​​the spirit body clan, and then absorbed people like the Heixuan clan to join the religion, and now he started to fight against the giant clan The idea of ​​Pangu Shenaxe.

Zhang Jingjiang was suddenly very angry with this Lunqing. He should say that he had formed a relationship with him now, not for anything else, but because he encouraged many high-level monsters to besiege the reserve, he also wanted to find Lunqing. Do the math.

"Go, take me to have a look," Zhang Jingjiang said with a faint fire in his eyes.

Shi Lang was immediately excited when he heard that Zhang Jingjiang was willing to help them. He looked back at the companions of the giant race, and everyone was also excited, but he suddenly thought that Zhang Jingjiang basically had no rest these days. Afterwards, he spent two days and two nights in a row to detoxify Huang Yuhuan and heal his wounds. His body must be very tired, and the expression on his face became hesitant.

"Engong, can your body take it?" He opened his mouth and asked.

Zhang Jingjiang waved his hand to indicate that he is fine, but he is indeed a little tired. Huang Yuhuan's current condition has caused the cold poison in the meridians and bones in his body to be forced to several specific acupoints. Where did Zhang Jingjiang leave his mind? It shows that Huang Yuhuan is not completely free from the influence of the cold poison, and he must find the corresponding demon pill to completely cure Huang Yuhuan.

But seeing the anxious expressions of Shi Lang and the others, he knew that Lun Qing and these witch cultists must be difficult to deal with, otherwise he would not have come to him, he could not ignore this matter, and he could not shirk it at this time, he had to go.

"A Jiang, your body can't fight with others," Huang Yuhuan said weakly, leaning on Baihu's back. The breath in her body is still chaotic, and her body functions have been damaged due to days of poisoning. Seriously, you must rest well.

"I'm fine. Shi Lang sent someone to protect Miss Huang and bring her some hot porridge. Let's go to the square now," Zhang Jingjiang said.

"No, I won't leave you, I'll go with you," Huang Yuhuan said suddenly, and then she patted Xiao Bai on the head, lying on the white tiger's back, and Xiao Bai stood up gently.

"Yuhuan, your body is too weak. You need to rest now. After two days when you feel better, I'd better send you to your father's place," Zhang Jingjiang persuaded.

"No, I want to follow you,"

"Yuhuan, be obedient," Zhang Jingjiang couldn't help being a little angry, and his voice suddenly became much harsher.

"No," Huang Yuhuan bit her lip and shook her head, her eyes were extremely firm, no matter what Zhang Jingjiang said, she would not change her mind.

Zhang Jingjiang was quite helpless. He had learned Huang Yuhuan's stubbornness a long time ago. As soon as he saw her eyes, he knew it was useless. This girl would never listen to him, but Zhang Jingjiang liked this girl from the bottom of his heart. A girl with this kind of personality is a kind of girl who is very independent and not obedient to men. Jiang Yiling is such a kind of personality.

Zhang Jingjiang frowned and looked back at Huang Yuhuan, but saw that her expression was unusually firm, obviously she would not compromise, Zhang Jingjiang shook her head and said, "Okay, but you will follow behind."

Huang Yuhuan couldn't help but refuse this request, because Zhang Jingjiang had already led Shi Lang and others away, Meng Erlang stayed behind to protect Huang Yuhuan, and slowly followed behind the crowd, Huang Yuhuan was so weak that he could only lean on Baihu's body Let it carry it away, even though it was sweating, it insisted on not making a sound.

Zhang Jingjiang followed Shi Lang and others all the way to the square. From a distance, the square in the whole valley was brightly lit, and there were bonfires lit in all directions. It can be seen that the celebration of the giants was at its climax. , but at this time there was no sound at all. The entire square was crowded with people, but no one made a sound.

In the northeast of the square, there is a platform made of wood, each log is made of logs as thick as a bucket, and the ropes are tied with ropes twisted from beef tendons that are as thick as an arm. This platform was built by the giants for the celebration. Yes, it enshrines the relics of their ancestors, the Pangu Divine Axe.

The Pangu Divine Ax was placed on the altar in the middle of the stage, below were the sacrifices offered by the Stone Nest tribe, a few huge monster heads, the blood had solidified into black scabs, staring at the godless eyes Watch the crowd below!

Now there are two groups of people sitting on both sides of the altar. The one at the north end is huge, they are from the giant clan, including the patriarch Ye Shan, the high priest, etc., while the one at the south end is a group of black people. Clothed people, there are quite a few of these people, many of them are covered in black robes, only showing their two eyes, and only a few of them show their true colors.

There is a huge chair behind the man in black, and there is a man sitting on it. This man has a handsome face but has white hair, a short mustache, and extremely sharp eyes. He is currently scanning the crowd of giants under the stage. These giants There are old and young, men and women, all members of the Shichao tribe who are participating in the celebration, and now all of these people have angry expressions in their eyes.

The white-headed man suddenly grinned, lowered his head and said to a woman in black who was reclining on the cushion at his feet: "Han Yan, didn't you say that these giants are all wearing animal skins last time, why do I think their life is not bad?" , at least there are linen robes to wear, "

The woman in black is Yue Hanyan, with a cold expression, she looked at Ye Shan and the others and said, "Lord Lunqing, how does this concubine know that these big men can even weave, but the time you give them is about the same, why not?" I know what the old guy over there is thinking about, quickly understand this matter, I am tired, "

Zhang Jingjiang came to the square and saw Yue Hanyan from a distance, so he couldn't help but stop. He hesitated a bit, turned around and stopped Shi Lang and the others. Tell him what happened.

The white-headed man on the stage nodded, and then nodded to a man in black standing next to him. The man in black stepped forward and said to the wild mountain and the high priest, "It's almost time, the envoy on the left, the King of Witches!" Lord Lunqing asks you how the discussion went."

When Ye Shan heard the words, he turned his head anxiously to look at the high priest next to him. The high priest seemed to be thinking about something with his eyes closed. His eyes were already blind, so his ears were extremely sensitive. The man in black just shouted He didn't need Ye Shan to remind him, he had heard it a long time ago.

After a while, he opened his dull and cloudy eyes, whispered something to Ye Shan, Ye Shan nodded, stood up and said: "The high priest of the Shichao family and our family still mean the same thing, is it right to join the Wuling God Sect again?" Yes, but the ancestors once left a last word, the gods of our ancestors are in the Jiuchongtian, and the children of the clan are not allowed to be puppets, unless we are allowed to act alone..."

"The Shichao clan was originally one of the tribes of the thirteen clans of Jiuli. The witch king ordered that all clans gather at the altar to pray to the witch god. From then on, all of them are descendants of the witch spirit sect. Why do you, the Shichao clan, act alone? ,” the man in black asked sharply.

Ye Shan stepped forward and said loudly: "It turns out that our clan has no spirits, but now our clan has spirits." He pointed at the Pangu axe.

"The divine ax of your Shichao clan was originally enshrined in the temple of the witch god of the god religion, so it is strange to appear here. Besides, do you have spiritual weapons, and don't other clans have spiritual weapons?" The voice of these words was sharp, It was what Yue Hanyan said, she stood up from the cushion with a cold face and asked loudly.

"This is the relic of our ancestors, not the spiritual weapon enshrined in the temple, you misread it," Ye Shan argued.

"Stop talking nonsense, Master Lunqing has already explained what he said. Join the divine religion and move everyone to the altar. You can keep it for the time being. If you want to move freely, you can turn over the spiritual artifacts and enshrine them in the temple. It's as simple as that. Do you agree or not? Promise," Yue Hanyan said again.

"You guys are too aggressive," Ye Shan was not good at words, and his face was even redder at this moment.

"Otherwise," Yue Hanyan said with a sneer, "I'm not forcing you, our Ye Clan has already greeted you before this, if you persist in your obsession, do you know the consequences of betraying the Witch King?"

"Are you threatening us? Could it be that I, the Shichao family, are so easy to bully?" Ye Shan's face was full of anger, and the beard on his face was standing on end. It was obvious that he couldn't be more angry. Live in Yeshan.

"May I ask Lord Lunqing," the high priest said, rolling his eyes, "What was the strength of my Shichao clan among the thirteen clans of Jiuli back then?"

Yue Hanyan snorted coldly and did not answer, and the white-headed man smiled from behind: "The Shichao clan is the strongest, so it goes without saying."

"I know that you are the avatar of your lord, and you were very respectful to us back then, and the Night Clan is nothing more than relying on the clan to provide concubines to every Witch King. Today, the descendants of the Night Spirit Clan can be said to be the Witch King's descendants. Descendants, things have passed for thousands of years, our Stone Nest tribe doesn’t want to participate in the Witch King’s struggle for world supremacy, even if the Witch God comes to this matter, it’s useless.”

The white-headed man's expression sank when he heard this, and he said angrily, "What do you mean?"

"It's okay for us to join the God Cult. Joining the God Cult is a tribute to the Witch King, but we have our own beliefs. Now that the relics of our ancestors have been recovered, our people were once descendants of the great god Pangu, and we have never Take orders from anyone, and the Witch Spirit Sect can say that our family is one of them, but it is impossible to ask our family to obey orders," the high priest said firmly, obviously without the slightest compromise.

"It's wrong, it's wrong, it's okay, Mrs. Shi Chao is going to be an apostate," the man in black next to Lun Qing suddenly screamed, he suddenly waved his hands back, and the group of men in black beside him Immediately shaking off the black robes on their bodies, they stepped forward. These people were expressionless and their movements were stiff. At first glance, they were the zombies cultivated by the night clan.

"Has the high priest really made up his mind?" Baitou Lunqing asked in a cold voice, with a deadly ice in his voice.

"What the High Priest of the Stone Nest clan said is very true, no one has the right to make a once great tribe obey others," a voice came from the crowd.