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A group of people appeared between the valleys without words, very quiet, with only the sound of fighting boots stepping on the dead grass on the ground.

The tribe used elixirs to exchange these supplies, including armor, but they were all made of animal skins, which was quite OK.

The tribes looked at the front from time to time, their eyes full of respect.

A tiger roared with great excitement, but after a moment, it made a sob sound. A white monkey less than half a foot beat the tiger's head hard. The tiger was in pain and stopped making a sound. An Anyan quietly carried the figure on the tiger's back, for fear of disturbing his meditation.

Several black wolves with four feet tall body exposed their fierce aura behind the tiger, but they all had mouth guards to prevent them from hurting people. These are all exchange gains, but the price they paid is also very high.

In addition, there was a flower leopard with a tall body. The old patriarch sat cross-legged on it and nodded silently at the team of sixty or seventy people.

A white crane in the air slowly flapped its wings. This was Elder Wan's mount. Elder Wan's eyes were a little moved. Although these tribe members were not as powerful as the Baofeng tribe warriors, these people seemed to be able to change continuously, especially after following the man who became mountain gods at a young age.

Elder Wan felt a little complicated. She naturally knew her mission, and the old patriarch also knew it, but no one pointed it out. Instead, he treated her like a clan member and was very respectful.

But the more this happens, the more complicated it makes her feel.

The crowd was still walking forward, neither too fast nor too slow, getting closer and closer, and the emotions of the tribe members changed.

Mutual soldiers! It was once the territory of the White Witch Clan and the territory for them to train troops. However, later the White Witch Clan declined, and the remaining White Witch Clan split and flew internally. Finally, the tribesmen left one after another, and the place lost its original function, even without a trace, except for the vast plain, there was not even a single grass.

However, there is a strange power here and there is no vitality, so no one is willing to occupy this place!

This place was also the place where the Baofeng tribe was almost exterminated by the Yanshi tribe and many other tribes when it was relocated. Therefore, choosing here to fight was of great significance to the Baofeng tribe.

Here, it forms a triangle with the Tianhu tribe and the Baofeng tribe, while the Dongshan tribe is sandwiched between the Baofeng tribe and the Tianhu tribe, and there is a long distance from here. In addition, there are many tribes intersecting, so if the two tribes are defeated, the Dongshan tribe will have plenty of time to prepare to leave.

Thinking of this, Mu Ming opened his eyes, not much emotion in his eyes, just calm.

"It's one day left, let's be more energetic today!" Mu Ming said. The tiger stopped, and the old patriarch stopped, nodded silently, then arranged people to build a tent, lit a bonfire, and took out the jerky from the backpack and baked it silently for food.

The soldiers whispered, but it was all about the war and everything in the clan.

Mu Ming had a relationship with the old patriarch, which was mostly a matter of the witch clan. In a trance, Mu Ming revealed that he had been integrated into this land most of the time.

"Many times change is slow and changes..." After the old patriarch said this, he arranged for his clan members to guard and patrol.

Mu Ming was about to close his eyes and continue to meditate, but he saw a white shadow flying past in the distance, so he got up and walked away.

"I'll go and see, no need to worry!" Mu Ming said, and his figure unfolded and disappeared.

Only the little monkey looked at the direction where Mu Ming left with a confused look on his face.

A woman appeared with her back facing Mu Ming, but even in the night, the white clothes could not be covered, and in the dark it looked like a white light.

The woman turned around and her pupils were white, not weird, but instead made people feel peaceful. It looked like two white snow, very clean. There was a white veil covering half of her face, and she couldn't see her true face clearly, but Mu Ming knew who this person was!

"I haven't seen you for a long time!" Mu Mingshun spoke first, because he was an acquaintance and Bai Ling, the saint of the White Witch clan. He appeared in the burial place of the ghost witch that day, and even entered the ghost witch's mask with Mu Ming, and finally trapped in it. However, for some reason, Mu Ming did not see her shadow in the end.

"I'm right, you left with the secret technique!" Ming said, feeling a little relieved.

However, the woman said, "If you don't leave, you may be your prisoner. Don't think I don't know your plans!"

Mu Ming smiled and said, "Why are you here?"

"Cunning!" The woman said two words gently, and then said: "This is the tribal habitat. How could I be here?"

Mu Ming was stunned, but then he felt relieved, "So that's it. You did not go far away, but came to the edge!"

After three days of traveling with Mu Ming, he felt that it was more remote and desolate. Occasionally, some tribes were extremely sparse. Moreover, there seemed to be an inexplicable force here that made it impossible for all vegetation to grow on a large scale. Mu Ming was puzzled at first, but now he understands it.

The place where the White Witch Clan survives is the place where they are cursed. They are half-blooded cursive spirits, and their magical powers are all spells, which are completely opposite to life.

"That's a disturbance!" Mu Ming said, but he was just talking. Although Mu Ming was afraid of this person at this time, he was not afraid of the woman in front of him. Although the two had cooperated, Mu Ming could not trust this woman at all.

The woman chuckled, "I had noticed a huge amount of energy and blood coming close before. I never thought it was you, but I thought you had obtained the inner alchemy of the Ghost Witch!"

Mu Ming was secretly shocked, not knowing that this woman had such a way. It should be noted that the inner alchemy that Xue Limeng could not even notice was actually felt by her. However, she said, "I have made great achievements in practicing recently, and my qi and blood have become much more prosperous!"

Bai Ling didn't point it out, just said, "Xue Limeng will definitely not forgive you!"

Mu Ming didn't care at all and just said, "Can your clan join the war?"

"I won't go anymore, my clan elders don't agree!"

The war spread and all the tribes around knew about it, and the White Witch Clan was no exception.

Mu Ming was a little surprised, but he didn't say much. Bai Ling changed his tone and said, "But I'm going to see it!"

Mu Ming said: "Blood is the best way to practice spells!" Mu Ming knew her plans.

Bai Ling's nip, but also glanced at Mu Ming, as if he blamed Mu Ming for seeing through her cultivation techniques, "It's just that this method violates the way of heaven and humanity!"

Mu Ming was silent and couldn't help but think of Zhu Jiuyin, but Zhu Jiuyin had never used human blood to practice.

"I see that you are full of confidence in this trip, and I'm afraid you have something to rely on! Why not talk about it?" Bai Ling was unwilling to communicate on the topic just now, so he mentioned Mu Ming.

Mu Ming did not respond, because he did not rely on him, so he asked, "Where is your tribe?"

Bai Ling was not angry with Mu Ming's words, answering the question, but she was frank and pointed to the air, "There is nowhere! In the crack of the void!"

"As it turns out, no wonder there have been no traces for so many years!"

Mu Ming sighed and felt that the white witchcraft was really extraordinary, and he could actually open up space in the void.

But at this moment, a white ape appeared and landed on Mu Ming's shoulder, and grinned at Bai Ling, showing a look of disgust.

Bai Lin looked a little embarrassed because the monster hated the aura on her body very much. It was the power that the heavenly way disliked and rejected. The monster was like the incarnation of the heavenly way, so naturally it was extremely disgusted.

"Don't be rude!" Mu Ming said softly, and the white ape left, as if he was unwilling to stay here.

"You are really lucky, there will always be monsters following you!"

She pointed to the cuff of Mu Ming, where there was an ant eater.

But at this moment, there was a fluctuation in the void. Bai Ling's expression moved and said apologetically: "See you on the battlefield!" After that, his body turned into smoke and disappeared.

Wood name looked into the distance, and only a white light flashed and disappeared.
Chapter completed!