"Yes."

Zhou Shu introduced it once, and suddenly felt a little surprised when he heard it, and stood up excitedly, "There is such a wild beast, a dragon species! I actually made the wild patterns of the dragon species!"

Zhou Shu was not surprised by his amazement.

Among the twelve witch gods, three of them are dragon clans. The barbarians have always admired the dragon clan. When they encounter barbarian beasts with dragon blood, they often treat them as messengers of gods and will never be used for sacrifice. If they can obtain barbarian patterns of dragon-like barbarian beasts, they are as excited as they have obtained the gift of gods.

Zhou Shu smiled slightly, "I know the name of the beast. Do Brother Xiang want it now? The power is very great."

Looking at the drawing, hesitated suddenly, shook his head vigorously, "Forget it, although it is a dragon species, it is not in line with Zhurong's witch god, so I still don't want it. I still want to be like the high priest of Panshi, Manwen can be in line with the future divine power."

Zhou Shu said in a relaxed voice, "Then I hope Brother Xiang will find the suitable mantra soon."

Suddenly, he nodded, very solemnly, "Of course, I won't be promoted to high priest if I can't find it."

"Go away."

Zhou Shu bowed and disappeared soon.

Suddenly, I stood there for a while, sighed unconsciously, turned around and disappeared into the forest.

After leaving the tribe, Zhou Shu went to Shushan.

Along the way, he saw countless temporary altars of barbarians, all for supplying the barbarian army. The more he saw, the more strange he felt.

The wisdom of the barbarians is still somewhat lacking, or they do not have much experience in war. There are not many barbarian priests guarding these supply altars, and the supply lines are distributed very long. Only a few monks need to raid the altars to destroy the supply lines and cut off the supply lines, so that the barbarian priests who are not good at long-term warfare cannot survive and have to retreat.

However, he did not find any signs of these altars being reconnaissed or attacked, which shows that Shushan did not do so.

The elders of Shushan are very stupid, and they can't even imagine this?

Obviously it is impossible. Miao Ruolan alone can definitely understand this.

Is Shushan so surrounded too much?

It is unlikely that even if they are surrounded very closely, they will have enough time to do these things before the barbarians are besieged.

It seems that Shushan is surrounded, which is not like the temporary advantage of the barbarians, but more like Shushan is doing this on purpose.

Thinking of this, Zhou Shu felt much more relaxed, but instead became worried about the barbarians.

"Shushan, Shushan, are you planning to destroy all the barbarian elites in Shushan? If you do this, Shushan may have to pay a huge price, and the barbarians will be severely damaged. I am afraid that a part of the 100,000 mountains will be given away."

More than ten days later, Zhou Shu left the 100,000 mountains, changed his clothes to the monks, and flew all the way to Shu Mountain.

On the road, you can see the barbarian army, about thousands of people, led by the priest, and marched towards Shushan in a mighty manner. They were held in the 100,000 mountains, as if they felt that they were about to occupy Nanzhanzhou and drive away the cultivators. They were all full of energy and fighting spirits.

In comparison, there are few immortal cultivators on the path to Shushan, and occasionally a few monks are avoided.

After all, there are too many barbarians, nearly a thousand tribes, with a total of more than a few million.

Of course, there are also immortal cultivators who rushed up to fight with the barbarians, but most of them were not good. If they were not in the God Transformation Realm, once they were trapped in the barbarians, they would have almost no chance of coming out alive. Even if they were in the God Transformation Realm, they would be covered in injuries.

A single attack like this would not threaten the already formed barbarian army, unless many monks were gathered together and attacked again. However, now that Shushan is trapped, Emei does not come forward, and there is no leader in the group of dragons. Even if the monks in Nanzhanzhou are willing to help, they cannot gather together, so they can only let the barbarians do it.

In the air, a young monk looked at the barbarian army below with a serious expression.

After looking at it for a while, he seemed to be unable to help it. He shouted and flew straight into the barbarian army. He stormed a silver spear back and forth. The gun was sharp and the momentum was like a dragon. Wherever the silver spear reached, the barbarians were opened, injured or killed.

But after a while, he was surrounded, and the barbarians even cast dark miasma.

The dark and sunken miasma is a special miasma refined by the miasma barbarians among the barbarians. Wherever the miasma goes, everything will become heavy. If the cultivator is inside, the speed will be greatly reduced and it will be difficult to fly again, even the cultivator of the God Transformation Realm will be the same.

This miasma is a powerful weapon for the barbarians to deal with immortal cultivators.

The young monk was only in the late stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, trapped in the dark and sank, and could not escape, but he was still extremely brave despite life and death. The silver light kept flashing in the black fog. As soon as he fell, he would definitely hear a tragic cry from the barbarians.

In the clouds in the distance, several monks looked down and shook their heads gently.

"It seems that I can't get out anymore. Young people are just competitive and fierce. Unfortunately, another good junior died."

"What a pity? You have to go even though you know you can't do it. You're really an idiot. Cultivating immortals is not about dying."

"He is also for Shushan and Nanzhanzhou. Don't say that to him. Compared to him, I... feel inferior to myself."

"The barbarians have great power, so what's the effect of his reckless actions? I think we should communicate with other sects and strive to unite against the barbarians. Otherwise, when Shushan falls, we will find it difficult to stay in Nanzhanzhou."

"It's hard to rely on our small sects if we don't speak..."

"If you can't stay, you can't stay. Nan Zhanzhou is not easy to stay. I'll just go to Dongshengzhou. Anyway, I won't go to die."

The monks kept talking, but none of them had the idea of ​​helping the young monk in white, but they were just moved.

Just as he was talking, he saw a sword light hanging from the air, like mercury pouring into the ground, rushing directly into the dark miasma.

Bang-

The dark miasma was scattered, and many barbarians were also affected, splashing like water, without any resistance.

Seeing the sword light that was like a long rainbow, the young monk changed his mind and stopped entangling it. He flew up along the sword light. In the blink of an eye, he broke away from the siege of the barbarians and fell into a white cloud.

The young monk looked respectful and stepped forward and bowed, "Thank you for your help, senior."

Zhou Shu put down the sword in his hand, nodded slightly, and a stream of energy was blown out, "You're welcome."

The young monk resisted Yuanli and insisted on finishing the ceremony. He stared at Zhou Shu with a proud look on his face and asked, "Why don't you take action against the barbarians with such cultivation?!"

Zhou Shu glanced at him and said lightly, "The barbarians have great power, and there is still something to solve here and there, and there is not much meaning."

"Not meaningful?"

The young monk's face turned slightly red and his voice suddenly became higher, "How could it be meaningless! Even if we only kill one barbarian, we can help Shushan and help Nanzhanzhou to relieve some danger. As a monk, we should have no choice but to do so. Senior, how can you... say this?"
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