Chapter 1349 How Can This Be Like This?

"Yes."

Zhou Shu introduced it once, and suddenly he was amazed, and stood up excitedly, "There is such a beast, the dragon species! I actually made the dragon species' wild pattern!"

Zhou Shu was not surprised by his amazement.

Three of the twelve witch gods are dragons, and the barbarians have always admired the dragons. When encountering barbarians with dragon blood, they will often treat them as messengers of the gods and will never use them for sacrifices. The savage pattern of the savage beast is like receiving a gift from a god, and it is naturally extremely excited.

Zhou Shu smiled slightly, "Now that you know the name of the wild beast, Brother Xiang, do you want it now? The power in it is very powerful."

Staring at the blueprint, he hesitated for a moment, and shook his head vigorously, "Forget it, although it is a dragon species, but it is not compatible with the Zhurong witch god, so I don't want it anymore. I still want to be like the high priest of Panshi, and the barbarian pattern can be compatible with the future divine power." .”

Zhou Shu said in a soothing voice, "Then I hope Brother Xiang will find a Manwen that suits me as soon as possible."

Suddenly Xiang nodded, very solemnly, "Of course, if I can't find it, I will not be promoted to high priest."

"gone."

Zhou Shu arched his hands and disappeared soon.

Suddenly, he stood there for a while, sighed unconsciously, turned around and disappeared into the forest.

After leaving the Sueru tribe, Zhou Shu went to Shushan.

Along the way, he saw countless temporary altars of the barbarians, all of which were used to supply the barbarian army. The more he saw, the more strange he felt.

The wisdom of the barbarians is still somewhat insufficient, or they do not have much experience in war. There are not many barbarian priests guarding these supply altars, and the supply lines are very long. The supply line made it impossible for the barbarian priests who were not good at protracted warfare to continue and had to retreat.

However, he did not find that these altars showed any signs of being scouted or attacked, which shows that Shushan did not do this.

Is it because the elders of Shushan are so stupid that they can't even think of this?

Obviously impossible, Miao Ruolan alone can definitely understand this point.

Is it because Shushan was surrounded to death?

It's also unlikely, even if they are tightly besieged now, they will have enough time to do these things before the barbarian siege.

It seems that the siege of Shushan is not like a temporary advantage of the barbarians, but more like Shushan did it deliberately.

Thinking of this, Zhou Shu felt a lot more relaxed, and instead became worried about the barbarians.

"Shu Mountain, Shu Mountain, are you planning to bury all the barbarian elites in Shu Mountain? If you do this, Shu Mountain will probably have to pay a huge price, and the barbarians will be severely injured. I am afraid that part of the 100,000 mountains will also be given up."

More than ten days later, Zhou Shu left the Shiwan Dashan, changed back to the monk's attire, and flew all the way to Shushan.

On the road, you can see barbarian troops from time to time, about thousands of people, led by priests, marching mightily towards Mount Shu. They, who are trapped in the 100,000 mountains, seem to feel that they are about to occupy Nanzhanzhou and drive away the cultivators. He is high-spirited and high-spirited.

In contrast, on the path leading to Shushan, there are very few immortal cultivators, and occasionally there will be a few monks, but they can't be avoided.

After all, there are too many barbarians, nearly a thousand tribes, and the total number exceeds several million.

Of course, there are also immortal cultivators who rushed up to fight the barbarians, but the results were mostly bad. If they did not reach the state of transforming gods, once they fell into the crowd of barbarians, there was almost no possibility of coming out alive.

A separate attack like this is no threat to the barbarian army that has formed a team, unless many monks are gathered together to attack, but now Shushan is trapped, Emei is not showing up, and the dragons have no leader. Even if the monks of Nanzhanzhou want to help, They can't gather together, so they can only let the barbarians do what they want.

In mid-air, a young monk looked at the barbarian army below with a solemn expression.

After looking at it for a while, he seemed to be unable to bear it any longer. With a shout, he flew straight into the barbarian army, with a silver spear in his hand, and swung it back and forth. They were opened one after another, injured or killed.

But after a while, he was surrounded, and the barbarians also cast black miasma.

The black miasma is a special miasma refined by the miasma of the barbarians. Wherever the miasma goes, everything will become heavy. If the immortal cultivator is inside, the speed will be greatly reduced, and it will be difficult to fly again. The same goes for monks.

This miasma is a great weapon used by barbarians to deal with immortal cultivators.

That young monk was only in the late stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, trapped in a miasma of darkness, and he could not escape, but regardless of life and death, he was still extremely brave. A barbarian scream was heard.

In the clouds in the distance, several monks looked down and shook their heads slightly.

"It seems that I can't get out. Young people are aggressive. Unfortunately, another good junior died."

"What's the pity, I know I can't do it, but I'm an idiot. The purpose of cultivating immortals is not to die."

"He is also for Shushan and Nanzhanzhou for us. Don't talk about him like that. Compared to him, this old man... feels ashamed."

"The barbarians are powerful, so what's the effect of his reckless actions? I think we should join forces with other sects to fight against the barbarians. Otherwise, when Shushan falls, we will not be able to stay in Nanzhanzhou."

"Emei doesn't talk, relying on us small sects, it's hard..."

"If you can't stay longer, you can't stay longer. Nan Zhanzhou is not easy to stay with. I'll just go to Dongshengzhou. Anyway, I won't go to die."

The monks kept talking, but none of them had the idea of ​​helping the young monk in white, they just sighed with emotion.

Just as he was talking vigorously, he saw a sword light hanging from midair, like mercury pouring down the ground, rushing directly into the black miasma.

Snapped--

The black miasma was scattered, and many barbarians were also affected, splashing away like water, without any resistance.

Seeing the sword light like Changhong, the young monk changed his mind and stopped entangled. He flew up along the sword light, escaped from the siege of the barbarians in the blink of an eye, and fell into a white cloud.

The young monk looked respectful, stepped forward and saluted, "Thank you for saving me, senior."

Zhou Shu put down the sword in his hand, nodded slightly, and brushed out a wave of Yuan force, "You're welcome."

The young monk resisted Yuanli, insisted on completing the ceremony, stared at Zhou Shu with proud eyes, and asked, "Senior, with such a cultivation level, why didn't you take action against the barbarians?!"

Zhou Shu glanced at him, and said calmly, "The barbarians are powerful, and it doesn't make much sense to solve this and that."

"Pointless?"

The young monk's face was reddish, and his voice suddenly became louder, "Why is it meaningless! Even if we only kill a barbarian, we can help Shushan and help Nanzhanzhou out of danger. As monks, we should It is imperative, but senior, how can you... say that?"

He looked angry and disappointed.