v16 Chapter 117： barren mountain

Although there are also masters in different Devil Temples, they have not been defeated by Gu Hongshan. They screamed and screamed, they were killed one by one.

"what"

Before pursuing Zifeng, the old man in black screamed reluctantly, and then was smashed by Gu Hongshan.

This was a massacre. A dozen masters from different magical academies were killed in an instant.

"Haha, it's cool!"

Gu Hongshan grinned.

"It's not too late, now we will kill the valley and kill each other."

Purple Wind Road

"Kill, kill the past!"

Suddenly, they killed the valley.

In the valley, there are also a group of people from different magical academies, from high to low. Only the true **** is the weak. There are about 30 people, but not too strong. Gu Hongshan killed them. At the time, this was another massacre. Soon after, everyone in the valley was killed.

"Different colleges, this is just the beginning..."

In Zifeng's eyes, the killing machine flashed past.

The Devil's Temple forced him, he did not cross the sky. Sooner or later, Zifeng wanted to remove the Devil's Hall, but he didn't destroy the sword.

On the battlefield, Zifeng followed Gu Hongshan to the eighth tribe.

Follow their ancient gods, don't worry about the attacks of demons, they are much faster.

But after more than ten days of impact, they climbed the endless wild mountains and came to the eighth tribe.

The descendants of the ancient gods, the eighth tribe, is a huge city.

The whole city is made of stone, which is very hard.

In the city, there is a magnificent stone building. These buildings have one thing in common, that is, they are big and huge.

Because the descendants of ancient gods, ancient gods, will become ancient gods, and their bodies have changed a lot. If the buildings are not big enough, they can easily be bombarded by huge bodies. Along the way, Zifeng learned a lot about the descendants of ancient gods in this world.

This family of ancient gods and descendants is divided into ten tribes.

Each tribe has hundreds of thousands and millions of people.

The eighth tribe where Gu Hongshan belongs is of medium to low intensity among the ten tribes, with a population of only about 500,000.

The descendants of the ancient gods, the main practice of the gods, are the ancient gods.

The descendants of ancient gods can enter the blood pool, awaken the ancient gods, and then cooperate with the ancient gods. The power is amazing, especially the gods, especially powerful.

However, not everyone can awaken ancient gods, and some people who are not pure enough to awaken ancient gods.

Only when the blood is pure enough can the ancient gods be awakened.

The ancient gods are divided into seven levels.

Divided into colors, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple.

The first level, the worst level, is the ancient armor called the red armor.

Such as Gu Hongshan, Gu Yuan and others, the ancient awakened gods are all at this level.

In fact, most ancient gods awakened by the descendants of ancient gods are ancient gods with red armor.

The second level can be awakened, and there are very few rare oranges.

Just like Zifeng’s base in the Haicang family, he saw the ancient **** of the gods, one hundred meters high, covered with orange scales, which was the awakening of the ancient orange body.

As for the third layer, the ancient armor of the Huang family is even rarer. This is rare and rare.

Of course, this only refers to the degree of awakening. In fact, it is the descendants of ancient gods. Through the cultivation of ancient gods, ancient gods can also be improved, but the difficulty is amazing, unless you have a peerless talent, it is possible.

After knowing these news, Zifeng's heart became even warmer.

When I came to the Eighth Tribe, when the Eighth Tribe knew that Zifeng was the descendant of ascetics, they were very polite to Zifeng one by one.

In the blink of an eye, Zifeng stayed in the eighth tribe for several days.

"Brother Zifeng, the blood pool of the Eighth Tribe is open. It takes several months. During these months, you will stay here. When the blood pool opens, you can enter the blood pool and awaken the ancient gods."

Guhongshan Road.

"Brother Hongshan, where are you going?"

Zifeng asked, he saw that Gu Hongshan had to go out again.

"It's not because of outsiders, I will look for outsiders."

In Gu Hongshan's eyes, light flashed through his eyes.

"Hongshan, brother, let me go with you. In any case, the blood pool is open and it will take a few months. During this time, I am idle."

Purple Wind Road

He planned to go with Gu Hongshan, mainly because he was worried about Ouyang Qingxiang, Yue Linglong and others. If they can satisfy them, Zifeng can still find a way to save them.

"fair enough."

Gu Hongshan nodded, and then brought Zifeng together.

In the following months, Zifeng, Gu Hongshan and others experienced barren mountains. However, within a few months, Zifeng did not meet them, and even the acquaintances they met did not meet them.

This makes Lu Ming very worried. Moreover, with the passage of time, the number of people entering from the Qin Tian Star Territory became less and less, and later, they could not reach it in a few days.

Gu Hongshan, they speculated that outsiders, they found a place hidden during this time.

The world is huge. People in Qin Tianxing have discovered some hidden places, and it is naturally difficult to find them, such as finding a needle in a haystack.

Therefore, a few months later, the owners of the ten tribes descended from the ancient gods slowly withdrew from the wild mountain. For a while, the world regained its former tranquility.

Zifeng stayed in the eighth tribe, ready to wait for the opening of the blood pool. Spino*ro* novel

Every tribe of the descendants of the ancient gods has a blood pool, but it is not intended to be opened when it is opened. Since the energy of the blood pool is limited, the opening time can be adjusted.

Open every 100 years.

Unconsciously, Zifeng was free to wander around the eighth tribe. When the road ahead was blocked, he came to a vast open space.

A dozen young people, one after another, with strong bodies and dark skin, blocked Zifeng's path.

It is the owner of the young generation of the Eighth Tribe.

"Zifeng, I heard that you are a descendant of asceticism?"

A young man with a square face and a height of about two meters was asked to stare at Zifeng.

"good!"

Zifeng nodded.

"People always say that every ascetic has extremely high combat effectiveness, far better than his peers. I don't know whether this rumor is true or false. Today, we must see and see."