I can upgrade my body

With the addition of the Xuangui clan, these tribal forces seem to be on par with the immortal cultivators.

But the group of immortal cultivators still did not give up.

Everyone saw the sky-covering giant hand that had just destroyed the scorpion-headed dark god.

In other words, there is definitely an ancestor of the Celestial Immortal hidden among their group of immortal cultivators.

And this person's strength is quite astonishing.

After the Xuangui Clan and the Steel Horse Clan merged, the Qi formed became even stronger.

"You human cultivators, don't you understand the situation?"

The leader of Steel Horse said coldly.

"There's so much nonsense, let's start a fight if you feel like it."

An Ling didn't have the grace of a handsome young man and started scolding him directly.

A group of earth immortals behind him also started making noises.

"Yes, is it possible that we immortal cultivators are still afraid of your Steel Horse Tribe?"

"If you want to do it, hurry up, don't waste time!"

As he said this, there was also an Earth Immortal who sacrificed a magic weapon.

The leader of Steel Horse actually had no confidence in his heart.

He had been observing from a distance and witnessed with his own eyes the appearance of the giant hand that covered the sky just now.

Once it is opened wide, the giant hand covering the sky will appear again, and it may not be able to block it.

"Then let's see there are more people over there." The leader of Steel Horse whistled.

This whistle seemed to be some way of transmitting information, and it quickly spread throughout the Evil Land.

"You are the only ones who know how to shake people?"

An Ling smiled disdainfully and began to use the flying sword to pass messages and call friends.

The same goes for the rest of the cultivators.

Only Qin Mo and the others stood still.

The main thing is that they can't shake anyone.

"These tribal forces have never appeared in the Treasure Land before."

"Now that it suddenly appears, I'm afraid there is something fishy."

Monk Nine Tribulations analyzed.

"The people of the Halberd Scale Tribe know about the existence of the Wild Tomb... Do you think other tribes in the Fallen Evil Land will know about it?"

Qin Mo suddenly asked.

"Of course I know."

"I understand...these tribes did not come for the land of treasures."

"The two major tribes, Steel Horse and Xuangui, came towards the wasteland."

The Nine Tribulations monk said solemnly.

Li Chongshan frowned slightly: "The remains of the Golden Immortal are buried in the wasteland. Is it also useful to people from these tribes?"

"It may not be useless. The golden immortal's slough itself is a huge wealth."

Qin Mo thought of Xuan Chenzi from before.

Even after countless years of dissipation, a ray of remnant soul can still fight against the Great Underworld Sea.

"Besides, it may be a good thing for us that tribal forces are involved."

"After all, we don't know where the Wasteland is. If we follow these tribal forces, we may still be able to find a way to open it."

Qin Mo said again.

"It seems to make sense."

The Nine Tribulations monk nodded slightly.

The following days.

The forces of human immortal cultivators and the tribal forces of the Fallen Evil Land are all gathering towards this side.

The number of heavenly immortals on the side of the human cultivators has also reached ten.

It also includes some hidden angels.

As for the fallen tribal forces, there are more than a dozen.

Even the Halberd Scale Tribe came over.

The team was led by an old acquaintance, Elder Gangshan.

He also saw the Nine Tribulations monk, but his face was slightly cold, but he did not speak.

Both sides are confronting each other, but no one dares to take action.

After all, the fallen evil place is suppressed by the human race's golden immortal, and these tribal forces do not dare to really kill them all.

What's more, the power of the human race immortal cultivators gathered now is not weaker than them.

His hands were stuck in a stalemate.

The powerful immortals of the human race are also wondering why these tribal forces are so abnormal this time.

You must know that the treasures in the Hundred Treasures Palace are only magic weapons, which can only be used by human cultivators. They are basically useless to tribesmen who are polluted by the ancient god of the void.

In the past, only the strong men of the human race were fighting for it. This time, there were not just one or two tribes, but many tribes came over.

No one believes that there are no ghosts.

Qin Mo and others didn't care so much. They just wandered around the area these days to see if there was anything suspicious.

Anyway, if there was a fight, they would be able to sense it.

"Strong human beings, maybe we can cooperate."

Qin Mo was killing several Void Evil Gods in an ancient ruins that day. After searching and finding no clues, they were about to leave when a strange man stopped them.

"Yes, we can cooperate."

"Believe me."

This man's voice was very strange. He only said three sentences, but he used two complete voices. Even his emotions were very different.

"Are you...the feather-scaled snake?"

Qin Mo recognized this strange man's aura.

"Yes...it's me."

The strange man nodded.

"Idiot, didn't you agree to say something to each other?"

"I should be the one to say this."

The strange man suddenly said to himself again.

"You don't know how to speak at all, so it would be more appropriate for me to say so!"

"Who are you talking about?!"

Qin Mo and the others looked at the strange man quarreling with themselves with strange expressions.

"Okay, why don't you two brothers go find a place to talk things over first and then come to us to talk."

The Nine Tribulations monk frowned.

"Monk, if it weren't for this person here, I would have eaten you in one bite!"

"No! If you want to eat, I'll eat first!"

"Why do you always have to argue?"

"Obviously I saw it first!"

The strange man kept changing his voice.

Qin Mo shook his head, not wanting to pay attention to this crazy feather-scaled snake.

Who would have thought that the notoriously ferocious Feather-Scale Snake would turn out to be a funny guy.

"Okay, let me do it."

"We work together!"

When Feather Scale Snake saw Qin Mo about to leave, he became anxious on the spot and stopped him.

"Cooperation is fine."

"You have to tell me first, why do these tribe guys suddenly appear in the Land of Treasures?"

Qin Mo asked in a deep voice.

"You only know that the remains of the Golden Immortal are hidden in the barren tomb, but you don't know that there is also a corpse of the Ancient God of the Void hidden!"

"These tribesmen just want to obtain the corpse of the Ancient God of the Void and improve their bloodline."

Feather Scale Snake seemed to have no experience talking to anyone and directly stated the reason.

"Why...don't the people of these tribes each have the blood of the Ancient God of the Void?"

"Could they be able to absorb the blood of other ancient gods of the void?"

Qin Mo frowned.

A corpse of an ancient god of the void means that Potian may only be passed down to three tribes.

"Because no one knows who the corpse of the Ancient Void God is."

"The guys from these tribes want to come here and try their luck. Maybe they can meet the Ancient God of the Void who belongs to their own bloodline."

The strange man changed his voice again.

"Feather Scale Snake, what about you?"

"Do you know who the corpse of the ancient god in the wasteland is?"

Qin Mo asked with a smile.

"have no idea...."

"But I have a lot of ancient god blood in my body. I have three kinds of ancient god blood mixed together."

"Logically speaking, my chances should be the highest."

"I have seen your strength before, let's join forces."

"The remains of the Golden Immortal are yours, but I only want the body of the Ancient God of the Void."

Feather Scale Snake said.

"Do you know how to get into Arakomb?"

"If you can't even enter the barren tomb, then how can we talk about cooperation?"

Qin Mo said lightly.