Create a world of low martial arts from ancient times

Chapter 100 I have become the patriarch (fourth update)

Tear off a piece of chicken leg, smell the aroma, and look at the strange and strange things inside.

After he roasted the chicken, it lost its vitality. It was like this before.

What's more, Qiu Pheasant's flesh and blood was transformed by the great magical power of mediating creation, and all the activity in it was consumed, turning him into this colorful chicken.

But Luo Zu didn't understand where the call to Yang just came from.

"Clan leader, it smells so good." The Tietou boy drooled and came over. He just came back today.

After all, there is something big to announce next.

"Here you go." Luo Zu tore off a piece of chicken.

The iron-headed boy chuckled, took down the chicken, swallowed it whole, and chewed up all the bones inside.

"From now on, you will be in charge of Tieshan Village, okay?" Luo Zu said casually while he was eating chicken.

His tone was light, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

The Tietou boy was stunned for a moment, then became anxious: "Clan leader, this can't be done. If I don't do this, let the fire go."

"There are a lot of things going on in Yanquan Village, and we can't do without him." Luo Zu said.

Tietouwa said: "Then... pig. He is stable."

"Okay, I have arrangements for him."

"Owl?"

"She also has arrangements."

"rock."

"Tietou, it's you. Your magical power is best suited for iron smelting, and you are also the one with the highest cultivation level in the tribe besides me. You are indispensable in such an important place." Luo Zu did not let him continue to argue, and directly cut off his refusal.

Tietouwa had no choice but to agree.

"You can't stop practicing when you get there, you know?" Luo Zu advised.

"Yeah." Tietou said dullly.

Of course Luo Zu knew how depressed he was, but he really had to do this job.

"If you don't go, I will go." Luo Zu said again.

"Ah?" Tietouwa raised his head in confusion.

"Then I'll go."

"Iron Mountain is very important. If our tribe wants to develop better and gain a foothold on this land, we cannot leave iron. We can cultivate land, hunt, and all kinds of things are indispensable for iron." Luo Zu advised again.

If you use a hard one, you must use a soft one, otherwise the iron-headed boy will be suffocating and won't be able to handle the job well.

"I understand." Tietou nodded.

"You can take the rest and practice the Four Nine Mysterious Skills earlier." Luo Zu said.

The iron-headed boy finally had a smile on his face.

He took the roasted chicken away and then went to eat it.

And Luo Zu had another colorful golden pheasant on his hand.

He replaced the "Sacred Mountain" with a demon lord to suppress it.

The number one killer in the world standing at the foot of the mountain was surprised at how the demon lord had gained momentum again.

But he had no retreat and was already up the mountain.

The most important point is how to break the "sacred mountain" and kill the demon lord under the mountain.

He was a little anxious.

Worried that the Demon Lord will become stronger next.

He has been in the wilderness for so long that he has sensed that the Lord of Demons has changed his breath seven or eight times.

"God of War." Yang sighed.

The "sacred mountain" was too high and too big, and he was afraid that no matter how great his magical power was, it would not be able to do any harm.

"Kill me." The gentle breeze sounded again.

The message reached Yang's ears and also fell into the ears of Luo Zu who was eating chicken.

He seemed genuinely intent on dying. Yang circled around the mountain, and finally wanted to use a method that could crack the mountain and crack the rocks, and break this "sacred mountain" into pieces.

Seeing that he was helpless, Luo Zu continued to study the method of "flesh and blood rebirth" in Qiu Pheasant's flesh and blood.

But I didn't check it last time, so it will be the same this time.

The gap between him and the immortals is not small.

After all, they are immortals. The gap between fake immortals and real immortals is like a chasm. The gap between true immortals and heavenly immortals will definitely not be small.

This gap in realm is a leap in the nature of living beings. Such a leap is like an ant turning into an elephant.

The major realm upgrades should be such unreasonable strength improvements.

Otherwise, there is no need to make such a division of realms. Everyone can just call them immortals, and just add a first-level, second-level, second-level A, B, C, and D.

While he was thinking, Tietouwa also completed his sixth transformation.

"Clan leader, I'm done." Tietou Boy said excitedly.

"Yeah, keep working hard, and you'll catch up with me soon." Although the words were perfunctory, his tone was slowly encouraging.

The Tietou boy was inspired and clenched his fists: "Yes, Patriarch!"

"In that case, go to Tieshan Village quickly." Luo Zu urged him to take office.

The iron-headed boy was still full of energy, raised his hands, and responded loudly: "Okay, patriarch."

He's finally gone.

The surge of energy and blood from his breakthrough made him excited.

Luo Zu stared closely at his consciousness and saw him find a ferocious beast, fight with it, and then run to Tieshan Village carrying the corpse of the ferocious beast.

The iron-headed boy was so excited that he seemed to have endless strength, but Luo Zu did not remind him that he had forgotten the three hunting team members who had followed him back.

Luo Zu only found them and asked them to lead a group of Luoxiang people to Tieshan Village.

However, this migration was 600 miles long, and there would be many dangers, so Luo Zu had to navigate for them, and his spiritual consciousness covered thousands of miles, and then he would always report dangers ahead for them, so they could make a detour.

While the Luoxiang people were on their way, Yang was still destroying the "sacred mountain".

The magical tunnel technique that breaks mountains and rocks again and again cannot break the "sacred mountain".

Even the Ziying Sword cannot destroy the "Holy Mountain".

A month has passed like this, but the "Sacred Mountain" is still intact.

Finally, Yang sat down on the top of the bare "Holy Mountain" and looked down at the entire "Holy Mountain". He didn't know what to say and could only sigh.

He actually regretted coming here.

He can't destroy this "sacred mountain", so how can he kill the demon lord?

And if the Lord of Demons can lift this "Sacred Mountain", then can he be the opponent of the Lord of Demons if he cannot destroy the "Sacred Mountain"?

He fell into self-doubt.

But he didn't go down the mountain in the end, but stayed here.

"This place will be my training place from now on." Yang announced unilaterally to the whole world.

With his current appearance and aura, I'm afraid he won't be regarded as a human being by others when he returns to the human race territory.

Originally, the Purple Ying Sword was trained by him and should feed back his true energy. However, as he killed more demons, especially in the last battle, he killed so many demons that the Purple Ying Sword itself changed. Among them, it should have Yang's Taoist method was running, but it was turned into a demonic method by a large amount of demon spirit, and then the demonic energy was fed back to Yang.

As a result, Yang became what he is now.

"Many years of worry have been in vain. I'm afraid I will end up here for the rest of my life." Yang sat on a big rock and sighed.

After saying this, he slashed the "sacred mountain" with another sword.

Unfortunately there are no miracles.

Fortunately, in his current state, there is no possibility of starving to death. He can survive by drinking a few sips of the northwest wind.

The spiritual energy here is sufficient, and the essence of the sun and moon can be absorbed no matter where it is.

"Well...it's changed again."

As he was thinking, the aura of the demon lord at the foot of the mountain became stronger as expected.

(End of this chapter)