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The ancient world is full of demon spirit, and this Cangwu Abyss is a blessed place. The plants in it are moistened by demon spirit, naturally one is bigger than the other.

The abyss has a powerful enchantment guard, which separates the inside and the outside into two worlds. Compared with the outside world, this abyss is a bit more peaceful and peaceful.

The forest is dense, the beasts roar and the birds sing, and in the far distance, a huge tree, like a giant pillar supporting the sky, goes straight into the sky and deep into the clouds.

The wood tribes are like ants. They come and go on this tree and live on the lush branches!

At the foot of the giant tree, not far west, there is a huge building, that is the wooden clan temple.

At this time, the hall is discussing!

Half a year ago, the real person of Shinto Palace Biyou led the doormen to attack the king of the Mu clan, and the Mu clan leader Mu Yu died in battle. Fortunately, a senior of the Mu clan arrived from the Cangwu Abyss and repelled the strong enemy after the battle.

However, the Mu clan also suffered heavy losses. The successive battles have already overwhelmed the Mu clan. The death of the patriarch was even worse, and he had to retreat to the Cangwu Abyss.

The wood tribe has a total of 180 cities, hundreds of thousands of tribes, almost destroyed. In the face of the powerful offensive of Taihuang Mountain, it is almost unbearable. The billions of people have really survived. I am afraid that there are only one or two hundred million. The number is really ten.

Fortunately, the Cangwu Abyss is vast in area and can also be used as the last piece of happy land for the Mu tribe.

There are the guardians of several ancient relics in the clan, and the clan people are temporarily safe.

They are very glad that there are several powerful ancient relics in the tribe, otherwise, the Mu tribe is afraid that they will lose their traditions and destroy their inheritance like other weak tribes!

However, the so-called security is only the security they think, and the atmosphere in the temple at this time is quite dignified.

There are more than 20 people standing in the hall, men and women, most of them are old-fashioned, while others are young in appearance, I am afraid that they have also had a considerable age.

Above the throne, an unshaven man looking forty years old, looking at the crowd in the temple, his face looked very dignified.

If you look carefully, you will find that the sleeve of the man's right hand is empty, and his right arm is obviously missing.

Ju Mang, the ancient ancestor of the Mu clan, had been cultivating in the Abyss of Cangwu before. Until the catastrophe came, the Mu clan was in great trouble, which only alarmed him.

Half a year ago, if he arrived in time, I am afraid that the Mu clan had broken down the inheritance under the siege of the Shinto Palace.

However, it was also during that battle that Ju Mang alone fought against the two top powers of Heavenly Dao Realm, but lost one arm and had not had time to recover.

"Ancestor, it was only believed that the Shinto Palace will send a zodiac star envoy to attack the Cangwu City. There are still tens of thousands of people in the Cangwu City who have not withdrawn into the Cangwu Abyss. I am afraid that it is far from invincible in the realm of the eighth grade, should I wait to send a master to rescue it?" An old man stood tremblingly.

His name is wood grain, but it is a contemporary elder of the wood tribe, but it is only a realm of esteem. The war of half a year ago, the patriarch Mu Yu died, and few contemporary elders can survive.

Looking up at the ancestor sitting on the throne, the wood grain heart is full of awe.

"Old Ancestor!" At this time, a gray-haired old lady stood up and bowed to the sentence, "At this time, I got the news, at the speed of the Shinto Palace, I am afraid that the Cangwu City is already fierce. Less, if you shoot a master to rescue, you must open the boundary of the Cangwu Abyss. If you let the Shinto Palace take advantage of it, I am afraid that the loss will be even more heavy!"

Ju Mang said, frowning slightly.

However, the old lady's words were obviously recognized by most people. Muhua stood up and said to the mang, "Fun, now the situation outside is unclear, I still have to act rashly, Xiao Qi He and Hongyun have already gone out to contact the people of the Quartet. I will wait for the time to build up my strength and gather strength. After the two of them return, we will discuss the follow-up later!"

Ju Mang heard the words, his fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes were somewhat weak, "Now that the seventeenth Pangu is dead, all the world's tribes are fighting each other, Taihuang Mountain is coming fiercely, no one is shouting, human race Extremely dangerous..."

At this time, a middle-aged man said, "The ancestor is the orthodox descendant of Pangu. If he ascends, he will definitely respond with a hundred responses. If he can reintegrate the human race and the demon forces, it is possible to fight Taihuangshan!"

Ju Mang shook his head, "How can it be so simple, in this universal world, the most unpredictable human heart, the most difficult to gather is also the human heart, my face has not yet reached that level, just a Shinto palace, we have been wooden The clan has been fragmented, and the Shinto Palace is just a branch of Taihuang Mountain. Now everyone is afraid of Taihuang Mountain. In front of the absolute strength, how many can stand upright and fight with me? "

The sentence of Ju Mang made everyone in the temple fall silent, yeah, in the face of absolute power crushing, how many people can have a heart of resistance?

Muhua didn't speak anymore, never thought that the human race would one day come to the point where it is today.

The Mu clan, one of the five great clans, would one day hide in the abyss, survive in the slits, and even dare not show his head.

"If Master Zun's old man is still here, why is my human race here?" Ju Mang sighed for a long time, and a great shore appeared in his mind.

Muhua smiled bitterly~www.readwn.com~Fun Junmo had to worry about how hard our human race was at that time. Under the squeeze of the demon race, he couldn't even lift his head. The situation at that time was more than it is now. Oops, but haven't we survived, I believe, this time, we won't lose..."

Ju Mang smiled strongly on his face, but his heart was even heavier. At that time, there was a master, so the human race could rise rapidly, and gradually keep pace with the demon race. At the peak, there was a hidden pressure to become its head. The protagonist of Yu Nei, the Terran has experienced several crises, and all of them have passed through dangerously, but this time, there is always a bad feeling in Jumang's heart.

This time, he seemed to be more dangerous than any other time. The reason why he felt this way was that two thousand and eight hundred years ago, during the battle at the Tiandu Shanpan Royal Palace, a master shot out. Since then, he knows This time, I am afraid that the disaster will no longer be controlled.

Ju Mang waved his hand and pushed back everyone, preparing to go to Cangwu City alone to see the situation. Since the memoir, he has never felt so powerless.

In the past, every time when the human race survived, the master appeared, this time, I don’t know...

Just after coming out of the gate of the temple, Jumang was suddenly stunned. Looking up, he saw a few black spots in the distance quickly approaching. Looking closely at the face of the person in front, the whole person was stupid!