Chapter 363 The Tomb of the Horn Clan

Thinking of the Hades tribe, Qi Bei also thought of the disappeared Emily. Up to now, he still doesn't know whether Emily is the spiritual wisdom produced in the blade of death or the remnant soul of the god of death who has lost his memory. .

"If Emily is still there, it may not be difficult to get the heart of death." Qi Bei thought so.

Qi Bei kept his eyes open almost all night, sorting out all the things that happened after he crossed into this world.

When the sky was about to break dawn, her long and enchanting eyelashes moved, feeling that she was still in Qi Bei's arms, she couldn't help but smile sweetly, and her pretty face rubbed against his chest. For so long, she had never slept so deeply and so securely, but in this little man's arms, she found this feeling, as if as long as she was in his arms, she would not be afraid even if the sky fell.

Enchanting raised her head and glanced at Yan Shengyi who was sleeping deeply on the other side. She might feel the same as herself. With their strength, they don't need to sleep at all. The night is used for cultivation, and they will be awakened by any movement. Only in this man's arms can they be like an ordinary little woman, regardless of the sky and the earth, just sleep soundly.

"What are you thinking about?" Enchanting asked softly, getting up a bit.

Qi Bei's arm moved upwards, piercing through the enchanting armpit, holding a plump and firm [***] of hers, and said in a low voice: "I was thinking about something, by the way, how have you been spending this time? I see that both you and Shengyi have broken through to the realm of god-level powerhouses. Where are Phantom and Qi'er?"

"At that time in the dark hills, the situation was very critical. Mass used space teleportation to bring us to Tianjuejiao in the Eastern Territory. We learned many things from the Shenjiao tribe that we could not imagine before. They gave us a lot of help and allowed us to enter the god-level realm smoothly. "While talking enchantingly, she used her slender fingers to draw circles on Qi Bei's chest.

"Now the phantom is still in the different space called Butian? Where is Qier?" Qi Bei asked noncommittal, but asked, struggling in this world for too long, it is not easy for him to trust people. Perhaps most of the Shenjia people are really kind and simple, but the patriarch Fanuo should not belong to this category. Their ability to control space or their horns? I'm afraid not.

"Well, Phantom is about to break through to the eighth level of animalization. As long as she reaches the eighth level, she will be able to reach the strength of a middle-level god-level powerhouse. With her bloodline and talent of a beast god, she may be able to compete with ordinary high-level god-level powerhouses. Saqier went to a different space called the black magic space. She has also reached the holy level. However, there are always some things about her that cannot be seen clearly, and she seems to be hiding something." Enchanting.

At this time, Yan Shengyi also woke up, listening to the conversation between the two.

"This Shenjiao tribe controls many different spaces?" Qi Bei asked.

"They just know a lot of passages in different spaces. With their strength, they still can't control some spaces with powerful alien beasts." Yan Shengyi turned over and pressed half of his body on Qi Bei's body, and replied.

"That's right, they said that many powerful people, even the hidden gods covet their ability. It is very difficult for outsiders to find a different space, but it is not difficult for the Shenjiao clan." Yaoluo continued.

Qi Bei was thoughtful, this reason seemed plausible, but when he thought about it carefully, there was always something wrong.

Sensitively aware that Qi Bei didn't quite agree, she asked, "Are you doubting the authenticity of this reason?"

Qi Bei laughed, squeezed the tender meat that could not be grasped with his hand, and said: "It doesn't matter what reason they have, as long as they don't have malicious intentions towards us, but we must be defensive. We have to hold back in front of the Shenjiao tribe."

"Well, we listen to you." Enchanting nodded.

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The Fen tribe, because of various measures, has absorbed more and more tribesmen, and has begun to attack other small tribes. In a short period of time, it has merged more than a dozen small tribes. It has established a certain authority and reputation in the surrounding area.

And within the Fen tribe, there were also some turmoil. For example, two wizards were executed by the leader Fen Tian for the crime of treason, and hundreds of people in the tribe were implicated. The bloody and cruel methods made some people who were tempted to come in because of the good conditions of the Fen tribe at first tremble.

At this time, on a hill outside the village of the Fen tribe, the wizard Lasuo waited restlessly on it.

Suddenly, there was a gust of fragrant wind, and Coriler in a long robe appeared. She glanced at Lasso and said calmly, "The recent series of actions are not bad. They used methods to blame his suspicion on two wizards. Now, you should be the wizard he trusts most."

"Trust? In his eyes, there is no such word as trust. He only believes in himself." La Suo said.

"In any case, keep an eye on him, and report to me any unusual movements. Speaking of which, do you think there is anything unusual about him recently?" Coriler said.

"The leader often stays alone in the temple. I don't know what he's looking for... By the way, I heard him talking to himself a few times to the statue of the witch god. I don't know if it's abnormal." La Suo said.

Coriler wrote it down, no matter what, just write it down, and hand it over to the master when she sees her.

"If there's nothing else, I'll go back first." Lasso said and turned to leave.

"Stop." Corriere shouted coquettishly.

Russo turned around and stared at Corriere with a frown.

Coriler flicked her hair, and the loose robe on her body parted, revealing most of her breasts. She walked up to La Suo, stretched out and raised his chin, her eyes were full of unconcealable desire.

Russo stared at Corriere's deep cleavage, his eyeballs seemed to be glued to it. He loved his woman Chunhua, the woman who was gang-raped to death, but that didn't mean he didn't need to vent his physical desires. In the tribe, he had relationships with many tribe women.

Corriere's hand moved down and tugged at his wizard robe, her long nails scratching his bare chest.

Lasso let out a low growl from being teased, hugged Coriler tightly, and gnawed on her neck and chest with his big mouth.

Coriler moaned, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Lasuo's hair, pulling it back forcefully, then threw him to the ground, sat on it, and shook him vigorously.

"Master...Master..." Ke Lier groaned while shaking vigorously.

The lasso under his body was worn down and his whole body trembled. He wanted to get up to show off his masculinity, but Ke Lier slapped him directly on the face.

After a while, Lasuo shivered and threw away his helmet and armor. Coriler gasped twice, got up and flew away without looking back.

La Suo sat up, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his eyes showed humiliation.

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Qi Bei lay on the beach, closed his eyes and listened to the sound of the waves. Not far away, a group of Shenjiao children were playing and laughing.

A very peaceful life, maybe after the intriguing survival battle outside, come here to listen to the waves, let your soul fly away with the waves, and your heart will be much calmer.

At this time, a person sat down beside Qi Bei.

"Brother Qi Bei, do you feel very at ease?" The voice of Mass rang in Qi Bei's ear.

"Well, not bad." Qi Bei replied with his eyes still closed.

"Yeah, An Yi is indeed comfortable, but it will also destroy the spirit in my heart." Mass said.

Qi Bei opened his eyes and saw that Misa was looking at the sea, and there was a trace of emotional fluctuations that he was familiar with in the depths. He also had this feeling in himself, and it was something called ambition.

It is not a bad thing for a person to have ambition. Only with ambition can one have the motivation to move forward. If a person wants to gain something, he needs to have ambition.

"You may think that the God-horned tribe lives a paradise-like life, but I feel that we live a life of aggrieved and shrunken. One day, I will bring my tribe to appear in this world openly." Mass's tone was very calm, and his emotions did not fluctuate. It seemed that he was talking about a very ordinary thing.

"You will do it." Qi Bei sat up and said.

Massa smiled slightly, and said to Qibei: "Brother Qibei, I admire you very much. In the Western Regions where the inheritance of gods was cut off, you were able to start from a humble beginning and now become a true god, famous in the Eastern Regions."

Qi Bei chuckled and said, "Why do I have to use this little achievement to talk about things? As for your patriarch, you are stronger than me but not weaker. As for you, you have reached the four-turn supernatural horn at a young age, the power to control space, and your deep foundation. Your development prospects are much more optimistic than mine."

"Brother Qi Bei, I will take you to a place." Mass said to Qi Bei.

"Okay." Qi Bei naturally agreed.

Mi Sa led Qi Bei outside through the ancient formation of Tianjuejiao, and then flew towards the depths of the black ocean.

The sea outside was lifeless, pitch black as ink, exuding an indescribable lifelessness.

After flying for thousands of miles, Mass stopped, and suddenly he chanted an ancient spell, and the divine horn on his forehead began to emit a faint light.

Impressively, the black sea surface began to spin, forming a vortex in an instant.

"It's here." Misa said, his figure turned into a ray of light and entered the vortex.

Qi Bei didn't hesitate, followed closely and disappeared into the vortex.

Afterwards, the vortex disappeared, and the sea became deadly calm again.

"This is..." Qi Bei appeared on the bottom of the sea, but the sea water here was clean and transparent. In the mud and sand on the bottom of the sea, pieces of broken tiles stretched out of sight. Most of these broken tiles were carved with exquisite patterns and patterns.

"This is the place where our God Horn Clan used to live. At that time, even high-level gods came here to be respectful, and the main gods were very polite to us." Misa said, but the strange thing is that he didn't have any sense of pride when he said this, on the contrary, he was a little disdainful.

Qi Bei didn't answer, but just walked among the ruins on the seabed, touching those broken stone pillars and destroyed statues from time to time.

"Brother Qi Bei, come with me." Mass took the lead and shot forward.

Not long after, the mass stopped. Judging from the collapsed ancient buildings here, it must have been extremely spectacular when it was intact.

There was no movement of Mass, the bottom of the sea was turbulent, and a dark entrance suddenly appeared in front of him. One stone step after another led to the unknown depth. The strange thing is that there is no sense of restraint here, but the sea is blocked out like this.

Qi Bei walked on the ancient stone steps, and he always felt that the atmosphere inside made him feel very depressed.

A full nine hundred and ninety-nine stone steps, the two came to the bottom.

The purpose of entering is a wordless stone tablet, and an altar is placed in front of the tablet.

Mass stopped in front, stretched out his hands, then bent them, doing a strange sacrificial gesture, then slowly lowered his head, touching the horns of the gods on the stone tablet.

Suddenly, the power of space fluctuated violently.

Qi Bei's pupils shrank, and he felt that in the darkness behind the stele, a space was slowly unfolding, and breath after breath filled the air that shocked him.

The dragon seal on the palm of Qi Bei's left hand became hot, and the four runes on the dragon gate lit up, which made him feel better.

Mass turned around the stele and walked inside.

Qi Bei followed, only to find that in the space behind, there were rows of sarcophagi floating upright. The sarcophagi had no lids, and there were corpses lying in them. They were all lifelike. They should be the ancestors of the Horn Clan, but the horns on the corpses had been removed.

Countless tens of thousands of years have passed, and these corpses still exude a trace of powerful aura.

"Here is where our Shenjiao people store the remains of our ancestors. I discovered it by accident, and even the patriarch didn't know about it." Mi Sa said to Qi Bei as he walked forward.

"Then why did you bring me here?" Qi Bei asked.

"I've held on to a secret for too long, and I can't help but want to tell someone. I don't know why, but after I talked to Brother Qi Bei today, I had this urge to bring you here." Mass said.

Qi Bei's eyes flashed, and he said with a smile: "Then I really feel honored to be able to share your secret."

Passing by rows of floating sarcophagi, Mass's face began to become solemn.

At this time, Qi Bei saw that at the end in front, there was a huge sarcophagus, but there was no sarcophagus beside it.

"This is the first patriarch of our Divine Horn Clan after we moved to this world. He has the Nine-Turn Divine Horn. It is with this strength that he led the Divine Horn Clan to take root in this world." Mi Sa stopped far away and said slowly.

(There are some Kawens today, so there are only two chapters.) (To be continued.)