My brother is too strong

Kun Mao is still dizzy and depressed, as if he has suffered a serious illness and is on the verge of death.

Kun Mou is the strongest among them, and has the most black mist in his body. Being sucked away by the black mist seems to have killed him half of his life.

It is also thanks to the elixir that Xiao Yi gave him just now that he is still awake.

With the support of two clansmen, he came to Lu Shaoqing.

"My son saved our tribe, and the Dingyi tribe is very grateful."

Kunjia reluctantly saluted Lu Shaoqing.

He was terrified in his heart, but also rejoiced at the same time.

The idea of ​​letting the priest test the strength of Lu Shaoqing and his party was not implemented in time, and it was discovered that the so-called priest was a monster.

Otherwise, the three terrifying existences like Lu Shaoqing would be provoked, and the Dingyi tribe might be wiped out by then.

Moreover, Lu Shaoqing and the others can be regarded as the saviors of the Dingyi tribe, killing the monster and saving their tribe.

Lu Shaoqing waved his hand and asked, "Do you know the origin of that monster?"

It was also difficult for Kun Mo to answer this question. He said with a bitter face, "Young Master, the only person in the tribe who has contact with the priest is the Great Elder. Maybe he is the only one who knows the origin of the monster."

Now that the Great Elder has become a scumbag, even if he knows, he still cannot know.

Lu Shaoqing could only continue with the next question, "How did the black mist in your body come from?"

This question made Kun Mo look a little ugly, he gritted his teeth and said, "It was given to us by the monster..."

After some understanding, it turned out that the black mist in their bodies was given by monsters.

Before every newborn child in the tribe comes to the cave, the elder will hold a baptism ceremony and pray for the priest to give him strength.

At that time, a black mist will enter the body, and after growing up, one will start to cultivate based on the black mist in the body.

The stronger the talent, the faster the cultivation speed, and the more fog in the body.

At the end, the faces of Kun Liu, Ge Jiu and others became extremely ugly.

It was almost like dying.

Because the fate of the great elder was seen by them.

Will they be like the Great Elder in the end?

After Lu Shaoqing finished listening, she was not surprised, but calm, and she could guess.

The monster should raise the people of this tribe as leeks, and harvest them when they are almost ready to increase their strength.

At the same time, I can also understand why these people's exercises are very rough, and they just rely on the black mist to increase their strength.

When fighting, it emits black mist to fight.

Lu Shaoqing shook his head, it is not easy to control such leeks.

Lu Shaoqing pointed in a direction and asked, "What's in that direction?"

That direction was exactly the direction that the boundary disk told him that the space barrier was weak.

Kun Mo glanced in that direction, with yearning on his face, and said, "My lord, that's the center of the world, where the god of worship is."

"The center of the world? Worshiping the gods?"

Kun Mo nodded, "That's right, that's the center of the world, it's very, very far away from us, people with strength like us may not be able to reach it if they walk without sleep for 100 years."

"There are the most powerful tribes there, and their priests are called gods of worship, and the priests of all tribes in the world are respected together..."

But as he spoke, Kun Mo's face turned pale.

He has seen what kind of bird a priest is.

Then he can also imagine what the sacrifice to the gods that all the priests in the world look like.

It will be a more disgusting, more powerful monster.

Kunma couldn't imagine it anymore.

He couldn't imagine in his mind how powerful the sacrificial god would be.

The priests and gods that the human race has always worshiped and worshiped are actually human-eating monsters.

He trembled all over, couldn't hold on any longer, and sat down on the ground.

The feeling that the lover in his dream is bigger than his own came to his heart again.

"Master, son, tell me, do all the priests die of this monster?"

"Is the sacrificial god also a monster?"

If so, humans are nothing more than food fed by monsters.

This blow is undoubtedly devastating.

is a feeling of hopelessness.

Lu Shaoqing shrugged his shoulders to Kunjiao's question, "How would I know? This is the first time I've seen a so-called priest."

Lu Shaoqing's words surprised Kun Mou, and he subconsciously shouted, "You, are you apostates?"

"A traitor?" Lu Shaoqing was surprised, there are so many new things here, he asked suspiciously, "What is that?"

"Master, you, aren't you?" Kunma couldn't believe it.

Then he explained.

In the world of Kunmao, everyone cultivates by relying on the priest who bestows a black mist upon birth.

Priests are enshrined in the tribe, silently developing the tribe.

But there are some people who think that priests are not good people.

They reject the mist given by the priest.

These people are called apostates.

It means a deviant person.

Apostates are street rats in this world, and everyone shouts to beat them. Once found, no matter which tribe will hunt them down with all their might.

But the traitors are also very strong, and their vitality is also very tenacious.

There has been news of their activities all along.

"It seems that someone has already known what a priest is." After hearing this, Lu Shaoqing was also somewhat curious about the apostate.

Of course, it's just a little bit of curiosity, if you tell him to go find an apostate, he won't do it.

He didn't want to get into trouble.

Kun Mo fell silent after listening to Lu Shaoqing's words.

It now appears that the apostates are right, and these are the real apostates.

Thinking of this, Kunma's mood became even more depressed, and the whole person's breath became sluggish again.

hit hard.

Ge Jiu was silent at the side, she couldn't help asking Lu Shaoqing, "Master, sir, what should we do?"

"I also hope that the young master will point out a clear way."

Kun Mo cheered up a little bit, yes, Lu Shaoqing and the others in front of them are unknown, but they are powerful, and their origins must be extraordinary, there may be a way to help the Dingyi tribe.

Lu Shaoqing shook his head, "What can I do?"

These tribes survived on monsters, and without monsters, their strength was weakened.

The fate in the future will probably be miserable.

But he didn't intend to do anything, and he couldn't do anything.

He is a passer-by here.

After Kun Mo, Ge Jiu and the others finished listening, disappointment appeared on their faces.

At this time, someone rushed over from a distance and shouted loudly, "Clan, patriarch, people from the Xibi tribe are here to kill..."