Chapter 1247
Beimang, one of the five continents in the world of cultivating immortals, is not one of the two continents where the human race is in power.

Just like in Eastern Border and Western Wilderness, although the human race is in power, there are also other races living on it, and there are also human races living on the two continents of Northern Mang and Southern Man, which are not ruled by human race.

Therefore, after Qin Lan left Xihuang, the place he went straight to was Beimang.

Since it is to unite the power of all the races, it is natural that these two continents cannot be abandoned. After all, the power of the human race on the two continents is not weak, even if the power of the human race on the two continents cannot influence the general trend of the two continents However, regardless of the power between the continents, the human races on these two continents together can also top a continent completely controlled by humans.

Mosquitoes are still meat no matter how small they are, not to mention that the human cultivating forces on these two continents are not mosquitoes.

Once he really had a final life-and-death conflict with Gui Jingtian, maybe the human cultivating forces on the two continents could give him a great surprise.

Besides, although there are thousands of races on these two continents, anyone can be sure that the forces other than the human race cannot be used by him. Since those forces can be controlled by Gui Jingtian, with a little tricks, they can definitely be controlled by him.

What's more, in Qin Lan's plan, the main force against Gui Jingtian is the Zhongzhou Human Race.

Only by controlling the power of the other four continents in the world of cultivating immortals, can Qin Lan have the confidence to wrestle with the Great Xia Dynasty, seize food from Xia Jie's hands, and win the control of Zhongzhou.

This is a plain with lush vegetation. Qin Lan entered such a place just after landing from Wangyang.

He had checked with his spiritual sense, and found that this piece of grassland was boundless, even more expansive than the dense forest in the southern region of the eastern border.

This made Qin Lan somewhat embarrassed. No wonder this continent was named after Mang.

He descended from the void, running close to the grass, and galloped towards the inland of Beimang.

This is the best way to avoid trouble. Although Qin Lan's strength, there is basically no strong man on the continent of Beimang who can threaten him, but Qin Lan is a person who is afraid of trouble. Flying over the plains is undoubtedly It will attract the attention of all living beings, so it is a bit ostentatious.

If you run close to the grass and use the grass to cover your figure, you will definitely not have so many troubles.

While running, Qin Lan recalled the records about Beimang in his mind and browsed through them again. All the information was collected by Qinglongmen in Xihuang. How comprehensive and scattered, it took Qin Lan a lot of effort to sort out some very useful information.

The Beimang people live in groups in a tribal way. In the whole of Beimang, there are many large and small human tribes scattered among the cracks of thousands of races.

Those tribes are equivalent to the human sects and families on other continents. They are also divided into levels according to their strength. The big tribes rule over the small tribes, and the small tribes rule over the smaller tribes.

The entire Beimang tribe gave Qin Lan the feeling that it was a primitive society recorded in Chinese history. Even though they had become civilized, they still lived a life of bare hair and drinking blood.

It is precisely because of this that the people of Beimang are tough and strong, and they believe in strength first. The strong have the right to dominate the weak. Whoever has bigger fists will speak more powerfully.

In general, the Beimang tribe has five super tribes: Qingshan Tribe, Manghuang Tribe, Xihe Tribe, Sun Chaser Tribe, and Gale Tribe.

Under these five tribes, there are small tribes dotted around. Those small tribes are divided into first-level tribes, second-level tribes, third-level tribes, and many tribes that do not enter the level.

In addition to the Beimang human race, the most noteworthy race in Beimang is the royal family among the thousands of people in Beimang.

The royal family among the tens of thousands of tribes in Beimang is the real controller of the continent of Beimang, and also the most powerful force on this vast grassland.

Those royal families, corresponding to the five super tribes of the Beimang human race, also have five, dividing the vast and boundless territory of Beimang into five regions to rule the roost.

The five royal families are the nine-headed royal family, the mysterious turtle royal family, the winged tiger royal family, the fire crow royal family, and the Tianlin royal family.

Among them, the Tianlin royal family occupies the central region of Beimang, and is the most powerful family in Beimang.

This is all the records related to Beimang that Qin Lan obtained from the ancient books of Xihuang that recorded Beimang. These recorded news have been very long ago.Now, what is the current situation in Beimang is really beyond Qin Lan's guess.

Therefore, these news can only be used as a reference by Qin Lan, and Qin Lan needs to investigate the current situation of Beimang by himself.

Thinking about it, today's Beimang must have undergone earth-shaking changes. Since the ghostly Mieshizong's minions have already taken action against Dongjiang and Xihuang, it is impossible to let Beimang and Nanman ignore them.

This is also the reason why Qin Lan didn't stay in Xihuang for a long time. If he stayed in Xihuang for a moment longer, the possibility of controlling Beimang and Nanman would be reduced by one point.

and many more!

Qin Lan's pace of running on the grassland stopped abruptly, and his spiritual consciousness, which he had been spreading out with all his strength, suddenly froze in a certain direction, and sent all the scenes that appeared in that direction into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Hundreds of human races are surrounded by alien races, and those people wear the same clothes, obviously they all come from the same tribe.

But what makes people feel strange is that those people are all old and weak women and children, and there is no one young and strong among them, and everyone's face is full of grief and indignation, and some people's eyes are even more full of heart. The deep-seated hatred even caused some people's eyes to turn red, and their aura was extremely tragic.

They were about to move, if they were not blocked by an old man in front of them, they might have rushed towards the group of alien races surrounding them regardless of their lives.

They have already put life and death aside, even if the most likely result of rushing towards those alien races in grief and anger is death, they don't care, because they have lost hope of living.

In order to protect them, all the young and strong people in the tribe died in battle. If it weren't for them, those people might actually survive.

But in order for them to live, those people resolutely chose to die.

"Baal, what on earth do you want! Our tribe and your tribe have lived in peace for thousands of years. Although your tribe is powerful, you have never done anything to our tribe. Why did you suddenly pick up the butcher knife and attack our tribe brazenly? You want to exterminate our tribe!" The old man standing in front of a group of old and weak women and children suddenly asked, his face full of grief and indignation.

Compared with the tribesmen behind him, the grief and indignation in his heart can be said to be much more, but he has maintained enough reason. He is very clear that they can only die if they all die. , then the hard work of those young and strong in their tribe will be in vain, and those young and strong who died tragically will be in vain.

The most urgent thing for them is to survive, even if they have been surrounded and seem to have no way to survive, as long as they have not lost their vitality, they must not give up on themselves.

If they even gave up on themselves, then even gods might not be able to save them.

"Zamu, you don't have to look at me so murderously. It's not the first day you live on this continent. You should be very clear that there are no permanent friends on this continent, only permanent interests! In the past, there was no Driven by enough interests, even if our Wind Wolf Clan wiped out your tribe, it would be worth the loss and not worth the effort! But it is different now, the sky has changed on this continent, several royal families have joined forces to destroy your human race, but Anyone who kills your human race is considered a meritorious service. The five royal families even came up with a complete set of reward and punishment rules. Even if you kill a hundred human races, you can get generous rewards. As long as you kill enough human races, you can even get a secondary fairy weapon. Therefore, you can’t blame us for the demise of your tribe, but you can only blame those guys above for wanting to clean up the human race!” A wolf-headed alien quack said with a strange smile.

The old man who asked the question suddenly dimmed his eyes when he heard the words, tears filled his eyes, his already old body grew older, his figure was shaky, and he might fall down at any time, his whole body was filled with a sense of despair breath.

Previously, he was the only one who was able to maintain his rationality, but this time he was unable to speak a word.

As the leader of the tribe, his whole heart was filled with sadness. He was bitter and miserable, just because he was powerless to the survival of the tribe, and only felt desolate and bitter for the weakness of the human race.

In this huge northern mang, is there no place for the human race to stand? The five royal families say that they will pay the human race, regardless of indiscriminate, without any reason. They are willing, and can swing the butcher knife against the human race at any time!

The small massacres in the past were nothing more than that, but this time they were so cruel, and even used the rules of reward and punishment, treating the human race as prey, and the more they killed, the greater the benefits they could get.

This kind of approach simply did not think about giving the human race a way to survive. Once the human race was besieged by all the alien races on this continent, how could there be any chance of survival.

This made the old man's knees go limp, and he knelt down on the ground. He looked at the sky with cloudy eyes, and raised his hands high, as if he was asking why the sky treated them like this, why did he do this? Treat Terrans.

As the pillar of his tribe, even he has such a posture, and the others are naturally even more desperate at this time.

Those old and weak women and children instantly felt that the sky was about to fall. Even if they were full of resentment, they did not dare to vent at this moment. A group of people huddled together, their bodies trembling, like lambs surrounded by wolves.

The more they were like this, the more excited the powerful members of the wind wolf clan would undoubtedly be. Beasts are cruel by nature, let alone the wolf clan that is already ferocious.

Barr, the patriarch of the wind wolf clan, let out a strange smile immediately, looking at the eyes of the human race in front of him, there was no pity at all, only endless cruelty, as expected of the cold-blooded and ruthless wolf clan: "Zamu, just be a little bit more!" Lead your people to give up resistance, this will reduce some pain! Faced with the decision of the five royal families, even the five tribes of your human race can only flee unwillingly, let alone your tribe the size of a sesame mung bean. My wind wolf family wants Killing you all is just a matter of moving your hands!"

(End of this chapter)

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