Sword Emperor

At the same time, deep in the Qingshan tribe, Bo's brows knitted together tightly.

Because tens of billions of years have passed, there has never been any occurrence of the arrival of an old friend. Now that the other party suddenly appears, it is really weird.

Recalling the news he received not long ago, Bo's heart was filled with endless doubts:

"Is it possible that the other party came here because of Nakong? But his fall has nothing to do with this emperor.

Therefore, it is impossible for this emperor to be exposed. If this is the case, why did someone suddenly come? "

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, and then Bo's eyes looked directly at the people of the Wu clan who came to report:

"What do those two people look like? Are they menacing?"

After thinking for a moment, the Wu Clan monk slowly spoke:

"Reporting to the witch, one of them is covered in a black robe, and his face cannot be seen clearly.

As for the other person, he was wearing an animal skin and wielded a green snake in his right hand and a yellow snake in his left hand. He was quite powerful.

However, their personalities are quite kind, and I still feel a vague sense of closeness to them. "

After receiving the news, Bo nodded slowly and murmured silently in his heart:

“Back then, all the people spied on by the Jiuli clan wore black robes to hide their identities.

As for the appearance of the second person, if I remember correctly, he should be that boastful.

Why did they come here for no reason? "

Although he was still quite confused in his heart, Bo still spoke slowly:

"These two are indeed old friends. Go and bring them here."

"Yes, Wu."

Hearing this, the Witch Clan monk didn't hesitate at all, nodded and turned around to leave.

As for Bo at this moment, he was not as calm as he had imagined.

The experiences he had since taking on this identity kept echoing in his mind.

After confirming that there were no flaws, his anxious heart finally relaxed, and then he immediately secretly transmitted the message:

"I have two old friends here. You and I will entertain them together."

Following the sound of this transmission, the emperor-level monks scattered throughout the Qingshan tribe walked towards Bo's residence in unison.

As for Sun Bing and Kua at this moment, under the leadership of the previous Wu Clan monk, they slowly walked towards the depths of the tribe.

Compared with the tribe of Kua and Ruifeng, the development of this Qingshan tribe is more complete.

Although hidden in the mountains, the two of them still saw neat farmland, all of which were planted with five-colored ears.

These unique spiritual roots can be consumed by ordinary people in the witch clan.

Even though the Wu people are naturally big eaters and eat meat most of the time, Five Colored Sui Nai is a unique and supreme holy medicine.

It is quite abundant in energy and has mild medicinal properties, making it the most suitable plant for living beings to eat.

In addition, Sun Bing and Kua also saw various spiritual fruits planted on the surrounding mountains.

The energy and spirit of the entire tribe are completely different. It can even be said that the development speed of this Qingshan tribe is completely superior to other tribes.

The people of the Witch Clan here no longer even wear animal skins and leaves. Instead, they use various kinds of divine gold and iron to forge weapons and armors.

Kua, who was wearing animal skins, looked like a savage descended from the wilderness in this environment.

When it appeared, it instantly attracted the attention of countless people in the tribe.

However, due to the strong wild aura in Gua's body and the fact that they were guests promised by Wu himself, no one came forward rashly.

Although the entire Qingshan tribe is quite large, stretching over thousands of mountains, Sun Bing and others also move very quickly.

About half an hour later, the group finally reached the deepest part of the mountains.

The uncle seemed to have been waiting for a long time. After seeing Sun Bing and others, he immediately stepped forward with a smile on his face:

"Qing, the clansman had already made some assumptions in his mind when he talked about Lao Chen. He really never thought that you would actually come here."

As for the dozen or so emperor-level monks behind him, they also saluted at the same time:

"See many witches."

"No need to be polite."

I saw Sun Bing's big hand suddenly waved out, and a random force directly stopped everyone who was saluting.

Then he looked directly at Bo, with a deep smile on his old face:

"Hahahaha, brother, we haven't seen each other for tens of billions of years, how are you doing lately?"

After some pleasantries, everyone immediately walked towards the house in front of them.

What is completely different from the other wooden houses is that Bo's residence is forged from very precious ores.

Its grade far exceeds that of ordinary imperial weapons, and has even reached the level of acquired spiritual treasures.

Its power is completely comparable to that of innate spiritual treasures.

The only difference between the two is nature versus nurture.

The so-called innateness is conceived by heaven and earth, while acquired nature is forged by human power.

The difference in power between the two sides is not big, but the avenue contained in the innate spiritual treasure is more obscure.

Even though he entered the enemy's treasure alone, Sun Bing's expression remained unchanged, and he even couldn't help but praise with a smile on his face:

"Brother, I haven't seen you for many years. I never thought that you could forge such a treasure palace, and your tribe is also quite prosperous. I am really enviable."

After hearing what Sun Bing said about the treasure palace, Bo's expression was obviously unnatural.

After all, whether it was the Jiuli tribe or the Wu tribe, they were best at fighting.

As for the rest of alchemy, refining, etc., they could only be considered to have a little experience.

If you want to forge ordinary imperial weapons, it’s okay, but treasures of the level of acquired spiritual treasures are not something you can make just because you want to.

Even in the history of the Jiuli tribe, there were only three or five acquired spiritual treasures that were forged.

Thinking of this, a trace of regret emerged in Bo’s heart.

Previously, because he still had a trace of vigilance in his heart, he did not take the palace away, but wanted to use it to fight the enemy.

But now the situation is quite obvious, and Sun Bing almost saw this flaw at a glance.

But now that things have come to this, there is no chance to regret. The only thing to be thankful for is that Bo has been prepared.

Immediately, one could see his face full of sadness, and he even said helplessly:

"Speaking of this, I regret it very much. A genius in refining weapons was born in the tribe.

In order to cultivate him, the tribe spent all its resources, but he was ambitious and acted rashly without sufficient strength.

In the end, he spent endless divine materials, and even sacrificed himself to forcefully forge this treasure.

But he..."

At the end, there was only a long sigh.

For the flaws in this speech, Sun Bing did not pursue it, and even revealed a trace of sadness:

"This is really a pity. If he had not died, we would be one step closer to restoring the tribe."