Legend of the Green Ape

Chapter 85: Shady jungle

Yuan He did not refuse, but accepted the Unstained Mussel Beads.

In name, he is a teacher, but in fact he is the leader of organizing the self-protection of the Qixiadong Shui Clan.

When it comes to lifespan, he is less than a few apprentices, even less than Xia Chongwen for decades.

However, the queen of the Shui ethnic group can only unlock a trace of wisdom. In Yuan He's eyes, these disciples are similar to the children of the human race.

It is a kind of herbivorous demon with a gentle temperament. Even if they escaped the Dongya Festival by relying on their little luck, they could not escape the natural law of survival of the fittest.

As long as they live in the river, the fighting will not end. If the human race does not come to looting, the fierce monsters will prey and hunt, and the danger of the habitation cave will last forever.

When Yuan He thought of this, he stopped telling anything, he only gave away the self-defense treasure, and made a break for his companion for ten years.

After this separation, Yuan He will come back to check their subtle state in a few years to verify the power of the horn and the Wuhuazhu, but will never see them again.

The mentor and apprenticeship ends here.

Even if Yuan He escaped this Dongya Great Festival, he would never return to Qingli Changhe.

Avoiding sacrifices cannot save his destiny. If he does not kill those who sacrifice to him, his immortals, and his creatures, he will not have a way to survive.

He left an invisible artifact to Zhu Jiujie, and then taught Yuan Xiaoqing "Thunder Arm".

Xia Zi has been with him for the longest time. He took out the few shark tears he had collected, made a magic ring, and put it on Xia Zi's pliers.

"That's it." Yuan He didn't say much, and immediately floated up after giving the treasure.

"Teacher, can you tell Zi'er where are you going?" Xia Zi didn't dare to chase it out, shouting from the bottom of the mountain.

But she received no response.

In the dense ink cloud, Qixia Mountain quietly shrank into a micro shape.

After another concealment arrangement, Yuan He stepped out from the top of the mountain, his figure teleported away.

Yun Kexie regarded him as the only hope for avoiding sacrifices, and he followed wherever he went.

When he returned to Wangmei City, Yun Kexie had already arrived at the palace on the mountain first.

At this time, Golden Crow King Jin Daoyuan had also retrieved the Longmen Memorial Archway.

After another half day, the abandoned people of the Sanhai tribe were escorted by Lan Feng from the waters of Xiaohunshan, and all the eight-headed water monsters who presided over the dragon suction formation gathered.

They did not stay in the city for too long, and they stayed away from Wangmei waters as a group, until the sacrifice day came, they all stayed together, advancing and retreating together, never leaving.

But they chose a hidden water to live in, and no one knew where they went.

The years passed quickly.

Five years.

ten years.

fifteen years.

In the past eighteen years, they never appeared again, and they were quickly forgotten by the Shui Clan.

Dahe Shui people are different from each other, and there is no bond between blood thicker than water. Even if the same ethnic group is fighting for their own survival every day, a war may lead to the destruction of a water mansion. Whoever lacks is commonplace. Shui people do not. Reminiscing about the past, I don’t even bother to recall the past.

The turmoil caused by the Daomen, the Wuhuang people, and the Dongya Great Sacrifice also disappeared over time. No one remembers these things anymore. For the vast majority of aquatic people, death will appear at any time, being bitten to death, hunted to death, or sacrificed to death. There is no difference at all.

Shameful dense forest.

This water area located at the intersection of the Golden Crow Kingdom and the Sandman Kingdom was selected by the Eight Demons as the starting point for their escape and escape. They have been lurking in a ghost cave in the forest for a full eighteen years.

The dragon sucking formation has long been arranged by them, and each of the seven dragon pillars sits on a water monster, refining their true blood all the year round and blending it into the dragon pillar. Once the magic formation is activated, they can release their respective magical powers.

Yu Guoting sits cross-legged on the dragon's head, she is the main formation, not only responsible for the teleportation of the magic circle, but also refining the dragon's head to drive the star-absorbing power of the magic circle.

Her position is very critical, because after the sacrifice of the Dongya Great Sacrifice is activated, the dragon head first senses and resists. She needs to issue orders as soon as possible to mobilize the demon powers of the seven auxiliary formations to carry out a big move.

They have been waiting for eighteen years, but the sacrifice has been delayed.

On this day, Huo Donglong made an opinion: "Almost 20 years have passed, and the big sacrifice has not come. I want to fight through the bones here. If I have the cultivation base of the demon general, it will help you to avoid the vitality lock. Of course, I won’t make any claims without authorization, and I will ask the three celestial masters to make a decision."

She has the blood of hibernating shark and possesses the invisible magical powers of melting water. The magic circle is indispensable for her. After she returned from Xiaohunshan that year, Xuan Bei promised to move the abandoned people to Qingtianshui Mansion and build a separate water village for the abandoned people to live in. , Avoiding her worries, she happily agreed to join the battle.

But she treated the Dongya Great Sacrifice with frankness, and did not add anxiety to herself because of the imminent killing of the robbery. Even though she lived here for eighteen years, she had no distractions, and her cultivation base was advancing by leaps and bounds, and she had already cultivated to the perfect state of the demon, which can be inspired Wind catastrophe.

"No!" Yu Guoting was the first to express his position: "Even the Demon King is not absolutely sure that it can protect you from death. You can't take this risk!"

"The risk of avoiding the sacrifice is much greater than that of crossing the robbery!" Huo Donglong wanted to get some useful information from the three major demon masters. She had no knowledge of the Dongya Great Festival, and the demon masters refused to disclose it all, so she Inquire from the side and try to say: "If I succeed in crossing the catastrophe, the risk of avoiding sacrifice will be reduced accordingly!"

She and Dripping Blood Snails are both small pawns. Their demon power is not enough to support long-term spell casting. Once the escape begins, Xuan Bei will do nothing and provide them with demon power assistance, but if Huo Donglong has a demon general cultivation base, Xuan Bei will Can free up hands to resist the chase during the flight.

Xuan Bei couldn't make up his mind and asked Yun Kexie, "Brother Yunxian, do you agree?"

"It's absolutely not right now." Yun Kexie said to the group of demons, controlling the time when the sacrifice was activated, "Eighteen years have passed, and the sacrifice is almost coming. This is a critical moment of life and death. You must know that the situation is over. One day, everyone, don't make any extravagances, please concentrate on keeping your position!"

Seeing that the demon masters did not agree, Huo Donglong stopped immediately.

"Sister, there are three demon masters here. When we run away, if we get into trouble, who should we listen to?" This is Huo Donglong's younger sister, Huo Canhong, secretly asking.

She had the blood of a dripping blood snail and could avoid the blood-qi locks. Back then, she joined Huo Donglong into the dragon sucking array. At that time, she was only fifteen years old, the youngest, did not have such a deep understanding of death, and always maintained an optimistic mood.

She is not a sentimental banshee. Even though she has been trapped in the circle for eighteen years, she has not changed her nature. Although she knows that the Dongya Festival can kill her at any time, she has been abandoning her since she was a child. Minshuizhuang was desperate in Xiaohunshan all day, but now there are three demon masters close at hand for personal protection. Comparing the pressure, it is obviously easier in the magic circle.

It can also be said that she is the most carefree among the eight monsters. Even if she dies in the next moment, she feels that she is already alive and well.

Not afraid at all.

Huo Donglong knew that her sister had always been stubborn, and ordered: "Master Yun Tian has already said that the sacrifice is coming soon. Don't talk to me anymore in the near future. Keep your position. You can't travel."

Huo Canhong nodded. In fact, she still wanted to ask Yuan He about it. This Master Yuan seemed to be dumb. Since entering the Longxi Formation, she has hardly spoken, and she has been meditating on the dragon column every day, and she doesn’t know. What are you cultivating?

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