Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

Next, high priest Yuankang organized a welcome meeting to welcome the uhe tribe to join the family of Peiyan tribe and let other tribes support the uhe tribe and develop together.

On behalf of all the snowmen of the uhe tribe, high priest Qike expressed his gratitude and repeatedly said that he should closely surround high priest Yuankang and obey all orders.

Yuankang high priest kindly said that the snowman family should unite closely and prosper together. There was no question of who led, which attracted a lot of cheers. The welcome party lasted for an hour, singing and dancing, singing and dancing, managing enough meat and drinking, and the atmosphere was very warm.

Feng Yimo only stayed for a long time, then he went back to the wooden house and waited for Yuankang and others. He believes that people from Peiyan tribe will definitely come to find themselves tonight.

As time goes by, the outside is lively and full of laughter. Feng Yimo calms his heart, meditates with his knees crossed, and practices Yin Yang formula in silence. The rapid improvement of his cultivation made him feel that Yin Yang Jue was lagging behind. Moreover, it was freezing here. Perhaps because there was no one to practice, his aura was full, which was much higher than that of the business alliance.

Suddenly, the wind Yi Mo opened his eyes, a faint smile, "come? I'll see what you're up to! "

Dudu!

Outside came a knock on the door, followed by the voice of the old man Yuankang: "old man Yuankang, come to disturb Shangxian!"

Feng Yimo came to the door, pushed open the door and said, "it's a great honor for the high priest to come. Please come in!"

Yuan Kang put his hands together and stepped in, followed by Peng Hu and Kuang Ping. The three of them came to the middle position and knelt down. Feng Yimo closed the door and sat down in front of them. "I don't know what happened when the high priest called late at night

Yuan Kang, the high priest, said with a smile, "of course, it's the matter of asking Shangxian to help refine weapons. I've seen the weapons that Shangxian helped the Wuhe tribe refine. I like them very much, so I want to ask Shangxian to help refine some. "

"Oh, so it is. High priest Chico mentioned it to me. At that time, I answered him that refining weapons is not a problem. The key is how much your tribe pays. In addition, where are the materials for refining weapons and what is the grade of your tribe?" The breeze Yi Mo coolly asks a way.

Kuang Ping frowned, showing dissatisfaction, and said, "I'm listening to you for refining weapons for the uhe tribe. I didn't ask for their materials. How can we still need materials here?"

Feng Yi Mo sneered and said, "it's just because I gave them weapons and used all the materials, I don't have any more, so I ask you for it. Do you want me to make weapons with empty hands? "

"You..." Kuang Ping was stopped by Yuan Kang, the high priest, and said with a smile, "no problem, but all the materials are hidden in a secret place. Shangxian, please come with us and see if they are suitable for refining weapons."

Feng Yimo looks directly at Yuan Kang, the high priest, with a flash of cold light in his eyes. Is it coming? As expected, they set up traps for themselves to go. Let's go and see what tricks they are playing.

"Well, let the high priest lead the way." Wind Yi ink long body but rise, calm of say.

"OK, Shangxian, please follow me!"

Yuan Kang and others led Feng Yimo out for several miles, came to a cave and drilled into it. Yuan Kang drew a flame shaped totem on his hand and pressed it against the cave wall. A stone gate was opened on the cave wall. After entering the stone gate, he walked down the steps for hundreds of feet and saw a huge underground world full of fire.

When Feng Yimo saw the huge underground world in front of him, he was shocked.

The dome is more than 30 feet high, and there are torches on the walls, which make it as bright as day. Hundreds of snowmen are practicing. The most remarkable thing is a huge magma pool in the middle, several acres in size. Around the pool, there are more than 50 young snowmen sitting with their hands pinching. It seems that they are practicing martial arts. The fire power from the magma pool seems to have penetrated into the bodies of those snowmen.

They are practicing the skills of human friars!

Yuan Kang looked at Feng Yimo with a smile and said, "Shangxian, what do you think of this place?"

Feng Yi Mo said with a smile, "yes, the fire spirit power is very sufficient. It's an excellent place for cultivation. However, I didn't see the materials for your refining. What's the reward? Let me know. "

Kuang Ping, who was behind the high priest, snorted coldly and said, "don't worry. Let's have a look at the skills of our snowman soldiers in fighting with each other and in group warfare."

After that, without waiting for Feng Yimo to say anything, the flame totem in the palm of his hand started to burn and aimed at a snowman warrior who was practicing martial arts.

The snowman soldier let out a cry of pain, and his whole body began to expand, and soon became three feet high. Kuang Ping didn't stop. He took ten shots all the time. Ten Snowman soldiers turned into red eyes and strode toward fengyimo.

All of a sudden, five of them clattered out five iron chains of arm thickness. Five of them caught each other, just in a group of two, and trapped Feng Yimo in the middle of the iron chain.

"Oh, do you want me to teach them?" The wind Yi Mo facial expression still takes a smile: "this seat if start heavy, hurt them can not good!"Kuang Ping, peng hu and Gu Wu laughed and said, "up to now, haven't you found that your mana can't be mobilized? After entering our ancestral land, didn't you find that you didn't feel well? "

As soon as Feng Yimo's face changes, he works in secret. It seems that Linghai Lingli in Dantian is sealed by something. He can't use any of it. He's surprised. What's the matter?

"What have you done to me?" Wind Yi Mo trembles voice to ask a way, appear very afraid.

Kuang Ping, Gu Wu, peng hu and others all clapped their hands and laughed when they saw that he was so scared.

"Shangxian, we have specially prepared fenglingcao for you. It's there!" Bone fog grins grimly and points to a torch behind Feng Yimo. Feng Yimo looks at it. Sure enough, a reddish brown spirit grass is beside the torch, emitting bursts of light fragrance. It's just that because the torch is blocking, he doesn't see it all of a sudden.

"What do you want?" The wind Yi Mo some color is fierce inside the EBA of roar a way, "I am the benefactor of the Wu He tribe!"

"Oh, why don't you call yourself" my seat "? Kuang Ping despises the arrogance of your human friars! Originally, we were going to catch a human monk to refine weapons for us. But heaven has eyes. If you take the initiative to send them to our door, we will not be polite! " Kuang Ping took out a steel sword, played it, and clattered: "you made it yourself. I didn't expect that you would lose your meridians and become a useless person by your own weapon!"

"Kuang Ping, don't be so wordy. Let's get rid of him, and then drain all his refining skills to cultivate our own refining masters!" Yuankang ordered.

"Yes, high priest, I promise he can't live or die! Jie Jie Kuang Ping, with a steel sword and a strange smile, walks step by step to Feng Yimo, who is trapped in the middle of the iron chain.