Chapter 628 Tianhu

There are endless mountains and rivers. In the depths of the gods, a huge altar stands here. In this altar, countless bones have been poured, and the bones are bulging out, exuding an ancient atmosphere.

This altar has existed for more than many years. Not far from the altar, in a palace, a girl in red is guarding here every night.

The girl's body is slender, with three points of cinnabar on the center of her eyebrows, her facial features are carved like fairy jade, frost like snow, and her elegance is unparalleled.

She was sitting in front of the window of the main hall, holding a furry little red fox in her arms. At this time, the little fox was leaning against the girl, showing a look of enjoyment and comfort.

At this moment, in the dark hall, footsteps sounded, and a man in Tsing Yi approached the hall and knelt down on one knee.

The girl glanced at the man in Tsing Yi and whispered, "Is it time to leave?"

"Yes."

The man in Tsing Yi said respectfully, that this man was the shepherd boy who led the army of hundreds of millions of wild beasts and almost pacified the kingdom of Tai'a.

And this girl in red was Yi Yun's older sister, Jiang Xiaorou.

Seven years ago, on the altar of the gods, she had awakened the ancient bloodline and became the barren king, but the shepherd boy still used to call Jiang Xiaorou the young master.

When Jiang Xiaorou returned to the Desolate Clan, she knew that she was carrying a fate. She originally resisted this fate, but Yi Yun was imprisoned by Shentu Nantian, and Jiang Xiaorou had to save her.

The shepherd boy went to rescue Yi Yun, on the condition that Jiang Xiaorou completely sever ties with the human race and become the young master of the barren clan.

Jiang Xiaorou has a special bloodline. She has been recognized by the Holy Spirit of the Desolate Clan. In the recent history of the Desolate Clan of tens of millions, the ancient bloodline of the Desolate Clan has become thinner and thinner. It is extremely difficult for a generation of Desolate Kings to gain the approval of the Holy Spirit.

In the past seven years, Jiang Xiaorou's temperament has become much more melancholy and calm.

However, when Jiang Xiaorou stood up holding the little red fox in her arms and picked up the bone staff beside her, a sacred aura faintly lingered on her body.

Even a shepherd boy, in front of this breath, will involuntarily give birth to a courtier's respect for the king, rather than the elder's care for the younger generation.

"In that case, let's go." Jiang Xiaorou said softly, standing up.

She put on a scarlet cloak and walked out of the hall.

Outside the hall, a giant beast was already waiting. A woman in plain clothes stood under the giant beast and looked at Jiang Xiaorou.

Her appearance is somewhat similar to Jiang Xiaorou, she is the last desert king.

"Mother."

Jiang Xiaorou saluted slightly.

The woman in plain clothes looked at Jiang Xiaorou lovingly and sighed softly: "Rouer, in three days, the soul mound will be at its weakest in ten thousand years. The barren clan should choose this time to enter the soul mound and awaken the soul mound. All the slumbering evil spirits in."

"My family has been cultivating geniuses for more than ten years. Now, it's time to use them."

While the woman in plain clothes was talking, in the sky behind her, giant beasts flew into the air, and above these giant beasts, riding the heroes of the barren clan who were ready to go.

When Blood Moon established the Heavenly Dao Alliance, the barren tribe knew for a long time that the purpose of the Heavenly Dao Alliance was also clear to the barren tribe, and the "Tianhu" cultivated by the barren tribe was actually to deal with the Blood Moon's Heavenly Dao Alliance.

From here to the Soul Tomb, thousands of miles away.

The Desolate Clan knew the location of the Soul Mound for a long time, and also knew that the Soul Mound was the base camp of the Blood Moon. However, because of the protection of the Soul Mound and the Yin Qi gathered in the Soul Mound, the Desolate Clan could not do anything to the Soul Mound at all.

Now, in the entire barren clan, only Jiang Xiaorou can lead the "Tianhu" to fight against the blood moon!

However, the reincarnated person owned by Blood Moon is too powerful. Going to the Soul Tomb is tantamount to putting Jiang Xiaorou in a desperate situation, which is extremely dangerous!

If you are not careful, Jiang Xiaorou may fall into the soul mound.

The woman in plain clothes couldn't bear it, but she couldn't do anything.

Jiang Xiaorou jumped gently and stood at the head of the giant beast. She waved her bone staff gently, and the giant beast rose into the sky. For a while, behind Jiang Xiaorou, many giant beasts flew into the sky one after another, with their huge wings spreading out, covering the sky. Clouds cover the sun!

Jiang Xiaorou's giant beast flew at the front of the team,

The strong wind ruffled Jiang Xiaorou's long hair, her expression was calm, her eyes were determined, and she kept flying towards the extreme northern desert.

Watching Jiang Xiaorou's back disappearing into the sky, the plain-clothed woman stood for a long time, speechless.

Until all the giant beasts disappeared, the woman in Suyi moved her lips lightly and said to herself, "Rou'er, you must come back safely..."

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In the extreme north, among the endless huge mountains, the mountains here are full of black boulders.

The peaks are steep, and it is difficult for birds to cross. The black wind whistled in the valley, and it sounded like an evil spirit wailing. Those black winds, mixed with a pungent smell, are invisible poisonous smoke that kills people.

For tens of millions of years, this place has been inaccessible and dangerous.

The weather here is freezing cold and filled with a lot of yin qi. Ordinary people living here will soon run out of vitality due to yin qi, and slowly die of illness.

Even the warriors here will slowly lose the power of blood and become weaker and weaker.

Therefore, the extreme north is not inhabited at all.

And in this vast northern land, the central area where the yin is most prosperous, the blood moon calls it - the soul mound.

Hu-hu-hu-

A group of flying beasts appeared above the soul mound.

On top of these flying beasts, there is a nobleman from the barren clan. The flying beast headed by them is the size of a hill, and on top of its head is a red-clothed woman.

Jiang Xiaorou held a bone staff and looked down from the head of the beast: "This is the Soul Tomb?"

The figure of the shepherd boy appeared behind Jiang Xiaorou and said, "Yes, young master, these poisonous smokes are also formations, blocking the entrance of the soul tomb and its true appearance."

The Soul Tomb is very large, and its entrance stretches to the extreme north.

Because of the numerous entrances, it is impossible for the blood moon to be guarded by reincarnated people.

The number of reincarnations owned by the Blood Moon is not large, and they cannot be guarded at all.

As for Yin Sha and Dead Servant, because their strength is much weaker than that of the top powerhouses among the reincarnated people, it doesn't make much sense to use them to disperse and guard the many entrances of the Soul Tomb, because they can't stop a desolate clan like a shepherd boy. strong.

With the passage of time, Blood Moon simply stopped sending people to guard the Soul Tomb. Not only that, but due to the age, the poisonous smoke formation here has also weakened a lot. Such a huge Soul Tomb has been urging a powerful formation. , the annual energy consumption is also very large.

"It turned out to be a formation. It is old and weakened." Jiang Xiaorou said, and patted the flying beast under her softly.

This flying beast glared at the earth and was ferocious and terrifying, but Jiang Xiaorou glanced at it, but it immediately screamed, and its wings suddenly flapped!

These pair of wings, when flapped, are like a hurricane sweeping the ground, flying sand and rocks, and mountains shaking.

The black smoke that enveloped these mountains was dispelled, revealing the true appearance of the Soul Tomb.

On one of the big mountains, there is a deep cave, and the entrance of the cave is sealed by a blood-colored light curtain.

"In order to protect the soul tomb, the blood moon has set up an ancient formation that limits the age of the bones. Young master, I can't accompany you to enter. Only the young master will bring the genius of our clan into it." The shepherd boy said, letting the young barren king enter. Going to face the base camp of the Blood Moon, he felt resentment in his heart.

"Well, I know." Jiang Xiaorou retracted her gaze, her voice was light, like a breeze.

Usually inside the Soul Tomb, Yin Qi gathers, and there are evil spirits and corpse kings. Some of these evil spirits and corpse kings have been doing things for tens of thousands of years, or even 100,000 years. They are not interested in the sleeping Yin evil, but they like to swallow it. A stranger, for young people, these corpse kings are too powerful, and it is extremely dangerous to enter rashly.

Even in the blood moon, they didn't want to bring the members of the Heavenly Dao League to run into these corpse kings, otherwise the bodies would be sucked up by the corpse kings before they were delivered.

Therefore, they will choose the day when the Yin Qi is the weakest in ten thousand years, and enter the Soul Tomb.

On this day, these 10,000-year-old Corpse Kings will fall asleep, hibernate, and it is also the best time to enter the Soul Tomb.

Jiang Xiaorou looked up at the sky, the sky above the soul mound was also dark and depressing due to the influence of death.

"It's time to go." Jiang Xiaorou said lightly.

Behind Jiang Xiaorou, the heroes of "Tianhu" are loyal to the barren clan, and they also love and adore Jiang Xiaorou very much.

They also knew that this time they entered the tomb of the soul, and they would die, but no one retreated.

Jiang Xiaorou opened her arms, her broad sleeves danced in the wind like a red flame, and the white bone staff in her hand pointed to the sky.

A mysterious force suddenly gathered above her bone staff.

The wind swirled in all directions, and the flying beast under Jiang Xiaorou was whimpering.

This wind converged on the bone staff, and then followed Jiang Xiaorou's mouth with a smile——

boom!

A wind column suddenly rushed towards the black cloud.

As if the sky was penetrated, a bright and warm sunlight shone down from the hole.

Jiang Xiaorou put down her bone staff and stepped directly from the head of the beast, as if stepping on a path made of sunlight, she walked step by step towards the gate of the Soul Tomb... (To be continued.)