Fantasy: My Sect is 100 Million Points Stronger

"Under Wang Feng, I take the liberty to disturb me, and I hope you forgive me!"

Seeing that the visitor was so enthusiastic, Wang Feng also bowed his hands and chuckled.

He did not discriminate against this ancient tribe because he reached the Chaos Emperor Realm. He has always followed the principle that people respect me and I respect him!

"My name is Zhamu, welcome to the Litian tribe!"

The middle-aged man smiled and said.

"Litian tribe? Good name!"

Wang Feng nodded in appreciation.

"My tribe has existed in this mountain range for a long time, and your Excellency is still entering our Litian tribe. It is also a great opportunity to come!"

Zhamu looked at Wang Feng and muttered softly.

As soon as these words came out, Wang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he asked, "Oh? How do you say it?"

"My Litian tribe, although it is in this Dayan Mountains, but its location is constantly changing. It is not so easy for ordinary people to enter our Litian tribe!"

Jamu smiled and said quite proudly.

Wang Feng was startled. No wonder the Litian tribe existed in the Dayan Mountains, but it was not disturbed by outside practitioners. I didn't expect its position to be constantly changing?

It's just that he has already carefully explored the Litian tribe just now, but he has not detected the strangeness of the Litian tribe. His current cultivation base has reached the peak of Emperor Zun, and he has not been able to detect the Litian tribe. traces of movement?

One can imagine how mysterious and strange this Litian tribe is!

"Today is just the day of the gods' sacrifice. The elders of the tribe are not there. I can only entertain Brother Wang, and I hope Brother Wang Haihan!"

Hearing Zhamu's words, Wang Feng's eyes flickered with a ray of light, and he asked, "When is the day of the divine sacrifice...?"

"This is the most important festival of my Litian tribe. It is a festival to sacrifice to the gods and pray for the blessings of the gods!"

Jamu didn't mean to hide either, and explained directly.

Sacrifice to the gods, pray for the gods' blessing?

Wang Feng's heart condensed, and he became more and more interested in the Litian tribe. In some ancient tribes, there was indeed such a festival to worship the gods, but in this cultivation world, such ancient tribes have rarely appeared.

After all, cultivators walk against the sky, and the only one they believe in is themselves. Who would sacrifice to that illusory god?

While thinking about it, Wang Feng also stepped into the Litian tribe under the leadership of Zhamu. As soon as he stepped into the tribe, Wang Feng felt an ancient and vast breath blowing towards his face!

In the center of the tribe, there is an ancient stone stele. With just a glance, you can see that this stele has a long history. Even if Wang Feng's thoughts were probed, he could not accurately predict how long this stele existed!

This Litian tribe is definitely not easy!

Wang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he followed Zhamu as he walked among the Litian tribe. Some children looked at Wang Feng in the treehouse. Shui Lingling's big eyes were full of curiosity, and beside them stood one by one. women!

Amazingly, the women were tanned, muscular, and burly stature, wearing tree skirts woven from leaves and wreaths on their heads, looking so out of character for their burly stature.

"Brother Zhamu, did the tribe go out hunting?"

Wang Feng just glanced at it, then looked away and chatted with Zhamu.

"Of course, every time the tribe organizes young adults to go out hunting."

Jammu smiled cheerfully.

"Zamu is very powerful, and he beat a big guy last time!"

"you do not say!"

"Let the elders praise him well!"

After Zhamu made a sound, the women standing on the treehouse also joked, making Zhamu feel a little embarrassed, and waved his hands and shouted, "Go baby boy, don't disturb me and Brother Wang! "

Wang Feng smiled and didn't say anything. He was very relaxed. The people of this tribe were very simple, without the intrigue and intrigue of outside practitioners, and they were quite hospitable.

Wang Feng has not felt this kind of atmosphere for a long time. This ancient tribe is very similar to Yuan Village.

"Brother Zhamu, do you know the origin of the tribe? Of course, if it's inconvenient to talk about it, then you don't have to!" After thinking about it, Wang Feng asked aloud, unable to hold his curiosity.

Jamu was unprepared, thought for a while, and said, "The tribe has a long history, and its origins cannot be studied. Even the elders in the clan don't know the specific origins of the tribe!"

"There is only one rumor, which is widely circulated in the tribe!"

"Oh? What rumor?"

Wang Feng's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked.

"It's recorded on the stone tablet, come and see!"

Zha Mu pointed to the stone tablet not far away and said.

When the voice fell, he took Wang Feng to the stone monument and motioned Wang Feng to watch it himself!

This is an ancient stone tablet about thirty feet high. The whole body is pitch black, and the edges are engraved with countless lines. However, under the erosion of the long years, the stone tablet is already somewhat broken, and the engraved text on it is also blurred. Wang Feng's eyesight was amazing, and he couldn't read the specific words on it clearly.

"The other shore has a calendar of 99,000 years, ... in this world, life has been wiped out, and the casualties are heavy, the great **** Li Tian, ​​condensing all Taos, transforming ghosts, using his body to block... Yongzhen...!"

On the stone tablet, the text is blurry~www.readwn.com~ Even if Wang Feng tried his best to use his power to bless his eyes, he could only see some intermittent sentences!

The text on this stone tablet is very incomplete, and it is impossible to know what is recorded on it.

Wang Feng frowned. According to the vague information on this, it can be inferred that the gods believed in by this ancient tribe may be the so-called Litian God, but what does this condensing of the Tao and the transformation of ghosts mean?

Also this last Yongzhen, what is the town?

This Great God Li Tian, ​​who can become a god, is also a powerhouse of the Hongmeng Divine Realm. He can make such an existence pay his life to resist. How strong is the thing in this world?

"How? What can be seen?"

Zhamu on the side asked in anticipation.

He hoped that Wang Feng could see something, so that they could know the origin of their tribe.

Wang Feng glanced at Zha Mu and shook his head gently.

Zhamu was a little disappointed, but it was also expected, just a moment later, a smile appeared on his face again.

"I wonder if you can let me go to the place of worship?"

After thinking about it, Wang Feng asked aloud.

Since this God Litian is a **** believed in by the Litian tribe, perhaps some key information can be found from the place of their sacrifice. Even if he can't, Wang Feng would like to see what the ancient sacrifice was like.

"of course can!"

"Just, Brother Wang must remember, don't blaspheme, otherwise, the elders will directly drive Brother Wang out!"

Jamu nodded and said solemnly.

Wang Feng's face was serious, and he said in a condensed voice: "Don't worry, I still know how serious this is!"

Hearing this, Zhamu did not hesitate, and took Wang Feng towards the depths of the Litian tribe.

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