Someone died in the patrol team.
Eight sorcerers and more than 30 body practitioners.
There was no doubt that the dead were powerful.
The number of warriors that surrounded the Wanshan Basin was not fake.
Coupled with the panic on the faces of the warriors, Xie Tian knew that something big had happened.
Shi Quan, who had just fallen asleep, was summoned by the priest of the tribe.
Six hours later, he returned with an even graver expression.
"The people over there are here."
Hearing this, Shi Meng and the other senior members changed their expressions.
"How dare they do this to the Ancestor of Sorcery!"
"How many of them?"
"Did they sneak in?"
…
Fortunately, Xie Tian was not driven out, so he could hear these exclamations.
The exclamations all showed their nervousness and fear.
"Sorcerer …"
While he was muttering, Shi Quan kicked him.
"Get out. Is this something you can hear?"
Xie Tian dodged the kick speechlessly and stepped out.
"If no one stays here, someone will come …"
"Xie Tian!" Hou Xi hurried over, "The priest of the Back Tribe invites you."
Xie Tian smiled, "Please."
In the stone house, Shi Meng and the other senior members looked at each other.
Was this a slap in the face?
Thinking of the shocking words of Hou Hao, the priest of the Back Tribe, Shi Quan smiled bitterly and sighed.
Was the Shi tribe qualified to be slapped in the face by him?
"He is indeed a sorcerer." Hou Hao did not avoid Xie Tian. He sighed and said, "The battle between the two has never stopped. It's just that there has never been any conflict when worshipping the Ancestral Wizard. But this time …
Xie Tian nodded and said nothing.
Hou Hao looked at Xie Tian and smiled gently, "You look happy. You have recovered well?"
Xie Tian also smiled, "Thank you for your kindness."
"It's not that I'm thick-skinned. It's really a favor." Hou Hao explained, "Before you came to the Sorcerer's Continent, even if you wanted to beat Hou Xi, it wouldn't be easy, right?"
Xie Tian laughed.
"To be honest, you, who have Wizard Blood flowing in your body, can already be considered a true Wizard," Hou Hao said seriously.
Witch Blood flowing in his body?
Then why are the Rakshasa blood and the golden bloodline in my heart still there?
Xie Tian sighed. "Just say what you want to say. Don't be so shameless."
Hou Hao smiled in satisfaction and waved his hand to summon the dumbfounded Hou Xi.
The reason why Houku was dumbfounded was because he couldn't believe that someone would dare to speak to the priest like that.
"From now on, he will follow you."
Xie Tian raised his eyebrows. "Last words?"
"Hey, watch your mouth!" Hou Xi was furious.
Hou Hao also grinned. "I won't die even if you die."
Xie Tian smiled and said, "If you follow me, I can use you however I want."
Hou Xi snorted, "No one can force me to do something I don't want to do!"
"Feel free to use them," Hou Hao added with a smile.
Tears streamed down Houxi's face.
He knew that after the priest said those words last night, he would not have a good ending.
"Alright." Xie Tian smiled and asked, "Since you're so impolite, I'll also impolitely ask …"
Before Xie Tian could finish, Hou Hao shook his head and interrupted him.
"I am not the one who saved you, so I don't know why my ancestor, Hou Yu, saved you."
Xie Tian looked at Hou Hao seriously.
Hou Hao looked calm.
"No wonder witchcraft can still exist after the destruction of the ancient times." Xie Tian sighed. "With shameless seniors like you, witchcraft will not die even if the universe is destroyed again."
Hou Hao laughed. "Since you praised me, I'll also give you a word of advice."
"I am all ears."
"Be careful of witchcraft."
Xie Tian laughed, but suddenly realized something and his face froze.
"You are not telling me that I still have the power of witchcraft in my body, are you?"
Hou Hao sighed. "Can ordinary witchcraft be taken seriously by Ancestor Hou Yu?"
Xie Tian laughed angrily.
"Where is Ancestor Hou Yu's corpse? I would like to pay my respects. "
"Then you can only pay your respects to yourself."
"Didn't he leave anything for the future generations to cherish?"
"Aren't you?"
Xie Tian: "…"
Hou Hao was delighted to see that Xie Tian had been tricked by Hou Hao.
But Evil Moon could not stand it anymore.
He was too shameless.
He was obviously afraid of Xie Tian's background, but he still dared to show off?
"Xie Tian, ask him …"
When Xie Tian heard that, a strange light flashed in his blood-red eyes, and he smiled at Hou Hao. "I don't believe it."
"Haha, I don't believe it either …" Hou Hao's smile froze and he was instantly petrified.
Seeing that, Xie Tian got up and left.
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it …" Hou Hao's throat moved, and he spat out the real meaning behind the four words. "My surname is not Xie …"
Evil Moon was also stunned.
What he wanted Xie Tian to ask was, "I don't think my name is Xie Tian."
But Xie Tian changed it.
When he understood Xie Tian's original intention, Evil Moon sighed.
"Why did the Lu Family abandon you, why did they not care about you? Other than the Lu Family, who can explain it clearly …"
As if hearing Evil Moon's sigh, Xie Tian stopped and looked up at the starry sky.
"I only know one thing, I am Xie Tian."
The worship of the Ancestral Wizard continued.
The priests of the tribes were getting more and more tired.
Through refining the power bestowed by Xie Tian, Wu Shang and Little Chan's cultivation was getting stronger and stronger.
More and more warriors died outside the basin.
The atmosphere in the basin was getting more and more tense.
Ever since he said he did not believe it, Xie Tian had a thorn in his heart.
This thorn made him uncomfortable, and he looked a little dazed.
He only came back to his senses when he was already standing on the battlefield for priority.
The battle for priority was not only to divide the benefits of worshiping the Ancestral Wizard, but also to remember the Ancestral Wizard.
It was as if the younger generation wanted to tell the ancestors that they were still fighting.
Looking at the two children's expectant eyes, Xie Tian smiled and patted them.
"Don't go too far, don't kill."
"Uncle Xie Tian, don't worry!"
"Charge, the fists of the Stone Gate are hungry and thirsty!"
…
The opponent was also a small tribe.
They found that their strength was about the same as the Shi tribe.
As for the two children who rushed up, and the stone carving master who stood on the sidelines cheering, they just laughed and chose to ignore them.
Then, they couldn't laugh anymore.
As soon as the two children joined the battle, their opponents fell like wheat being cut. Then, the two children complained that they were not satisfied and left the battlefield in a daze.
Not to mention the outsiders, most of the people of the Shi tribe were stunned.
Looking at the two children who looked innocent and not brave at all, they were very confused.
What the hell, were they possessed by the Ancestral Wizard?
The only one who knew the truth was Shi Meng and Shi Quan.
Seeing Shi Yong and the other two crying like ghosts and howling like wolves, even more wronged than the legendary Dou E, the two also wanted to cry.
Day after day, battle after battle.
The Shi tribe successfully entered the top five hundred and stood together with the teams of the eight major tribes, preparing for the last priority battle.
Feeling the respectful gazes of the other tribes, Shi Meng jumped with joy.
But as soon as they returned to the tribe, bad news came.
Looking at the six corpses in front of them, the people of the Shi tribe were sad and angry.
After carefully examining the corpses, Xie Tian frowned and turned to look at the slaughterhouse outside the basin.
"This matter will be taken care of by the big tribes, don't worry about it." Shi Quan said in a low voice.
Xie Tian asked, "Are there not enough patrolling warriors?"
"No matter how few people there are in the Shi tribe, we won't be short of these few people." Shi Quan stepped forward and said in a low voice, "The priority to worship is more important!"
Xie Tian nodded, suppressing the coldness in his heart.
The battle continued.
The Shi tribe, who won more than they lost, finally met the Hou tribe, who won all the battles.
"If you don't go easy on them, I will cry!" Hou Xi stared at Xie Tian.
"Don't worry."
Xie Tian didn't interfere in exchange for the indulgence of the Hou tribe.
With this indulgence, everyone finally saw the true terror of the two little kids in the stone door and stone door.
Those two pairs of pure witchcraft eyes, which were rolling around, were simply bone-chilling.
"Great future!"
The leader of the Hou tribe, Hou Shuo, praised them in front of everyone. Even though the Shi tribe lost, they were still proud. However, Shi Yong and the other two cried even more sadly.
The next day, the Shi tribe met the Xing tribe, who ranked second in the circuit battle.
Seeing the worried face of the Xing shaman, Hou Hao laughed, "Don't worry, he didn't do anything from the beginning to the end. He is not interested in children's games."
"I hope so." Xing Jie nodded and smiled bitterly, "I'm just afraid that he is not happy with the Grand Elder."
Hou Hao laughed, "He knows what he is doing. He himself does not want the Shi tribe to be too eye-catching …"
Before he finished, the battlefield changed.
Bang!
Bang!
The two kids fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood. Their eyes were confused.
"Xing Fu, what are you doing!" You Xiao Chan shouted coldly, her eyes sharp.
"I don't mean anything else. I just want them to recognize the gap between them." Xing Fu replied and looked at Xie Tian, "You don't even have the courage to go on stage, respected Master Xie Tian?"
The smile on Xie Tian's face disappeared. He stepped into the field.
Swish, swish, swish!
The shamans of the eight tribes, who were stunned for a while, stood up in shock.
The gloating Xing Sha was just about to snicker when he saw the expressions of the group of priests change. He was immediately stunned.
Xing Fu was startled and laughed, "In order to show my respect for you, I will allow you to carve eight or ten statues of wild beasts first. Maybe this way, you can …"
"Shut up!"
Xing Jie's face was livid. He was about to scold him when a scream exploded in the crowd.
"Old shaman!"
Xie Tian turned around.
He saw the old shaman who taught him how to carve stone. He was wearing a military uniform and had died with his eyes wide open.
The evil body rubbed his temple, which was hurting a little. He pointed at the cauldron and said, then walked out of the battlefield.
"Leave this little kid for me."
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