The Heavens Begin with Zhuxian

Chapter 83 Black Wood
As early as one night two days ago, a few people spent the night in the barren hills. After Dahei kicked a blind wild boar into food, Xiaobai once said that it was a good donkey.

In anger, Dahei also wanted to kick that blind woman away, but after kicking countless times, he still failed to kick this woman.

It was also since then that it knew that this woman could not be kicked.

Therefore, I can only glare at it.

"Someone is coming, you guard the way to the altar."

Sometimes flames can be seen as hope, but at other times they represent destruction.

A beam of flames fell into a bamboo courtyard like a shooting star. There was no roar from the owner, nor was there a cry from the baby. The bamboo courtyard quickly became a sea of ​​flames.

This bundle of fire seemed to be another signal. Countless torches were lit outside Qilidong, and the Miao soldiers on duty quickly blew their whistles when they saw the anomaly.

Soon, the quiet and peaceful Qilidong became chaotic. The Miao patriarch was the first person to rush out of the house. He remembered that the great wizard had said that recently the God of Dogs had sent down divine intentions many times to remind Qilidong to be affected by disasters.

Therefore, he has never slept soundly every night in the past few days, even the soldiers in his house have not slept soundly.

Looking at the flame hidden in the darkness, the patriarch's eyes seemed to be lit with flames.

"Li people, you are courting death!"

He recognized that the owner of the flame was the current patriarch of the Li clan, and because of the anger at this moment, he did not feel that the power of the flame was so violent and hot compared to many years ago.

He brandished the slender Miao knife and rushed towards the flames, and the Miao soldiers behind him also rushed towards the Li soldiers.

The fight was on the verge of breaking out, the scarlet blood stained the entire foot of the mountain, and bursts of miserable howls resounded around, but after all, too few people of the Miao people were prepared, and there were so many foreigners who attacked the village. Within a few breaths, there were only a few scattered soldiers of the Miao soldiers who fought hard to kill the enemy.

The flame hidden in the darkness turned into a fire dragon. It roared and rushed towards the Miao Dao that seemed to melt into the night.

With a sound of "jin", like gold and iron intersecting, and like the sound of porcelain falling on the hard green granite, the knife broke, and the head of the Miao nationality looked at the fire dragon in horror.

The fire dragon roared, rolling the boundless heat wave and continuing to rush towards him.

He was amazed how the patriarch of the Li clan who was defeated by him back then had such power in just ten years, and he also clearly felt that the fire dragon could not be resisted even by a great wizard, so he resigned to his fate closed his eyes.

But at this moment, there was a sound of drawing a sword, and a sharp breath appeared in front of the Miao patriarch in an instant, and the flaming dragon with its teeth and claws was cut in two by a single sword.

The patriarch of the Miao tribe felt something strange. He opened his eyes, looked at the man in white who appeared in front of him at some unknown time, and looked at the remnant of the fire dragon that had been split in two and turned into sparks. An even stronger horror arose in his heart. .

He had guessed that this young man was not simple, but he had never thought that he was strong enough to cut the fire dragon with a single sword, and he was also fortunate that he took in this young man in the afternoon.

"Tu Magu, I didn't expect you Miao people to have practitioners from the Central Plains, but, so what? You Miao people will perish tonight!"

The flames in the darkness seemed to become bigger, and the color also changed from red to pitch black. After seeing it, Tu Magu, the patriarch of the Miao nationality, pointed at the flames and exclaimed: "Ahetai, you actually Take refuge in the Beast Monster?"

Ahetai will never forget the splendor of the Li nationality that his grandfather once said when he was a child, and he will always remember that this splendor was forcibly shattered by the Miao people 200 years ago.

The Hundred Thousand Mountains are terrifying, with ferocious beasts, cruel aliens, and even endless miasma swamps. There is a desperate situation, but because of the defeat that year, the people of the Li people can only go there to survive.

Every time he looked at the clansmen who were cut into pieces by aliens, and the clansmen whose faces were swollen and drowned in the swamp, Ahetai's heart of revenge became stronger and stronger, until one day seven years ago, he went to the Entered the forbidden land in the legend of the five clans, and met the beast monster.

He gained power, and also got the promise that his tribe would not be killed by aliens again. The Li people began to develop their power. Today, this power has finally exploded, and so, how could he go there just because a practitioner from the Central Plains appeared? Give up the hatred?
"Thank you young hero for your help just now, but now this person's witchcraft is not what it used to be, and now he is coming for me, the Miao people, young hero should hurry up and run away with his family." Tu Magu looked at Ye Said anxiously.

"Uncle, just leave this person to me, you'd better go support your clansmen first."

After Ye Chao finished speaking, the ever-growing flame turned into a black dragon at this moment. In terms of power, this black dragon was no less than the spell released by Qingyunmen Shangqing Elder.

"The cold air in the sky freezes the sky and the earth closes, attracting it into snow and chilling the world."

Ye Chao swung his long sword like a fairy standing outside the sky, heavy snow fell from the sky and clouds, and ice swords rained from the void.

With a howl of the sword, the blue sword energy swept the wind and frost and rushed towards the ferocious black dragon.

……

"This is Qingyunmen's Wanli Piaoxue Sword Art. Since when did people from the Miao tribe have contact with people from Qingyunmen?"

The speaker was wearing a black robe, and he had been watching from the sidelines ever since the Li people colluded with the Zhuang people to attack Qilidong.

If the patriarch of the Li tribe named Ahetai saw this person at this time, he would definitely kneel down on one knee and call Elder Heimu respectfully.

Heimu has lived for a long time, and he has traveled all over the world in this long time, so when he saw the vision of Wanli Piaoxue Sword Art, he knew that Ah He It is impossible for Taiwan to be the opponent of the Qing Yunmen.

"Dragon, keep quiet, follow me to the altar in the mountain."

Like a shadow, his body avoided the Miao people who were fighting, and Ye Chao who was fighting with Ahetai, and soon, he floated to the side of the three stone pillars above the altar.

Because of Qingyunmen's intervention, he rushed into the temple among the stone pillars without hesitation.

"Heimu, Heimu, I never thought that after so many years, you are still alive."

This voice is very familiar, and it seems so strange, but its appearance is so abrupt.

Hei Mu slowly turned his head to look behind him, saw the familiar white clothes like snow, and saw the face that he had never forgotten after a thousand years.

"How could it be you?"

(End of this chapter)