Too Wild Swallowing Heaven

Chapter 1610 Evil God Skeleton

Liu Wuxie aroused infinite curiosity.

Not for the star crystal, why?

"The skeleton of the evil god!"

The patriarch of the Santee tribe slowly said four words.

Liu Wuxie frowned slightly, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.

"You mean the evil god that appeared in the Lamo Starfield back then."

Liu Wuxie seemed to have thought of something, and her sharp eyes fell on the face of Patriarch Santi.

"Exactly, the evil god failed to attack the immortal, so he was buried in Anping Star. The mining of star crystals by Tuxian Palace is one of them, and the search for the bones of the evil god is the first."

Patriarch Santi did not hide Liu Wuxie, and continued to speak.

The failure to attack the immortal meant that the evil god had surpassed the semi-immortal realm back then, and was only short of the last step to aspire to the immortal.

After the fall, enter the depths of Anping Star to prevent anyone from discovering his bones.

To attack the immortal, you have to face the calamity of life and death in the world.

Passed through, successfully ascended into the sky, and achieved the position of immortal.

If it fails, it will be destroyed by life and death, and the body will die.

The four star regions are more or less fairyland, and they dare not attack the immortals because their accumulation is far from enough.

A life and death calamity will make them fly into ashes and annihilate.

This also led to more and more half-fairylands, and fewer and fewer impacting immortals.

"That's why you Santi tribe also want the bones of the evil god, so you rushed to the camp of Tuxian Palace."

Liu Wuxie nodded, and the matter was basically cleared up.

Although the evil god failed to break through the immortal, he has gone through the life and death calamity. In the bones, there are a large number of immortal patterns stored, and there are clues left over from the impact of the life and death calamity.

This is a fatal temptation for those half-fairylands.

From these clues, we can find a way to break through and avoid life and death.

Liu Wuxie also learned about the legend of the evil god from books.

It is said that at a young age, he realized the realm of peeping into the sky.

It only took a hundred years to comprehend the half-immortal.

After a thousand years, it hits the fairyland.

Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and many monks in the Lamo Starfield still enjoy talking about it.

Whoever can find the bones of the evil god will be able to solve the mystery of immortality.

Whether it is the patriarch of the Santi clan or the master of the Tuxian Palace, they have been trapped in the semi-fairyland for too long.

The longer it takes, the less courageous you become, and the less you dare to try it lightly.

They are used to their current life and the taste of being in charge of the world.

Letting them attack the immortal requires great perseverance, because the price is too high, and failure means death.

The appearance of the skeleton of the evil god gave them a glimmer of hope.

"That's not all. In the beginning, Tu Xiangong killed the son of our patriarch, which triggered the war. We captured a senior elder of Tu Xiangong, and knew about the bones of the evil god from his memory."

This time it was not the chief of the Santee tribe who spoke, but a counselor standing beside the chieftain of the Santee tribe.

"Then do you know the exact location of the evil god's skeleton?"

Liu Wuxie pondered for a while, and asked the patriarch of the Santi clan.

The destruction of Tuxian Palace is one aspect. If you can get the bones of the evil god, you can use the bones of the evil god to break through to the sky-seeing realm.

Cooperating with Tiancan, he can rampage in Tuxian Palace without such trouble.

It's hard to threaten Liu Wuxie if the immortal doesn't come out.

"Tell me how to cooperate."

The patriarch of the Santee tribe suddenly interrupted this topic, wanting to know how Liu Wuxie cooperated.

Tu Xiangong sent Half Immortal Realm to guard the mine veins, besides Half Immortal Realm, there are also a large number of masters guarding it.

For the skeleton of this evil god, all the masters of Tu Xiangong came out.

"In addition to the Santi tribe, there should be other races in Anpingxing. Otherwise, how would the disciples of Tuxian Palace die?"

Liu Wuxie needs to figure out the structure of the entire Anping Star before he can make a plan.

"It was the snake and scorpion clan that killed the disciples of Tuxian Palace, and it has nothing to do with our Santi clan."

The patriarch of the Santi tribe shook his head. They had attacked the camp of Tuxian Palace, but as for those ordinary disciples, they had never attacked.

"Scorpion Clan!"

There was a strange look in Liu Wuxie's eyes. Among all the races, the snake and scorpion race was the most vicious.

Even the Santi tribe seems unwilling to associate with the snake and scorpion tribe.

"Can Patriarch Santi unite with the Snakes and Scorpions? This way we have a better chance of winning."

Liu Wuxie came to Anping Star for the first time and was not familiar with the environment here.

"Our two races never communicate!"

Patriarch Santi waved his hands again and again, attacking the camp of Tuxian Palace, there is no need to involve the snake and scorpion clan.

Cooperating with the snake and scorpion tribe is like seeking skin from a tiger. If one is not careful, there will be no bones left in their food.

Liu Wuxie showed a look of pity, if the snakes and scorpions joined in, the chances of winning would be even greater.

"I still need to continue to detect the situation of the camp and attack the camp. I'm not in a hurry. Within ten days, I will formulate a detailed attack plan, and then the Santee will cooperate."

Liu Wuxie stood up. He just arrived at Anping Star today. There are many checkpoints and restrictions in many places in the camp.

Even his ghost eyes couldn't penetrate it.

If the Santee came to attack rashly, they might be blocked by the formation.

Since it is going to be done, Liu Wuxie must be foolproof.

Watching Liu Wuxie leave, the patriarch of the Santee clan didn't stop him, and didn't even stand up.

"Patriarch, do we really want to cooperate with him? He is nothing more than a fairyland."

The Santee counselor walked up to the patriarch and asked in a low voice.

"Liu Wuxie is enough!"

The patriarch of the Santee tribe smiled mysteriously. If other half-fairylands came, he might not choose to cooperate.

But Liu Wuxie's three words are enough to explain everything.

To be able to destroy so many industries in Tuxian Palace, and kill dozens of elders in the peak peeping heaven realm, even a half-immortal realm couldn't do it, but Liu Wuxie did it.

Not only that, but it also lurked into the interior of Tuxian Palace and disintegrated from the inside.

Liu Wuxie used her body skills and returned to the original place.

The three of them were still sound asleep.

With a gentle flick, the three woke up leisurely, as if blown by a gust of cold wind.

"Meng An, what time is it?"

After Nanmenshan woke up, he asked vigilantly that they had slept too hard.

"After a while, I saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't wake you up. Now that you are awake, it's my turn to rest."

Liu Wuxie said with a smile.

"You rest, I will watch the night."

Nanshanmen let the three of them continue to rest, stand up by themselves, and exercise their muscles and bones.

Liu Wuxie returned to the tent and lay down to rest.

Instead of sleeping, he thought about the conversation with Chief Santee.

The Santi tribe is not credible for the time being, if they are not my tribe, their hearts must be different!

It can only be regarded as a use. Once the use is over, the Santee will also target themselves without hesitation.

The night passed quickly.

Everyone was safe and sound. After dawn, the four continued to patrol.

They were too far apart, and they couldn't see the existence of the Santee tribe with their eyes.

Sitting in the pile of rubble, the three of them chatted with each other, while Liu Wuxie sat there silently practicing.

"Zizi..."

Suddenly there was a hissing sound in the distance, the sound was so small that the three of them could still hear it.

"what!"

Nanmen Mountain has the highest cultivation base, and immediately stood up, looking around.

Through the ghost eyes, Liu Wuxie had already discovered that there were several snakes and scorpions lurking under a big rock not far away.

Many of the disciples of Tuxian Palace who patrolled around died at the hands of the snake and scorpion clan.

A triangular head emerged from the crevice of the stone, like a poisonous snake, but it was not, because the tail of a poisonous snake does not have tentacles.

"Scorpion Clan!"

Nanmenshan let out an exclamation, and quickly stepped back, recognizing the snake and scorpion clan.

Liao Yongming and Sun Yizhou didn't have time to retreat, and Liu Wuxie deliberately stood far away because he had discovered it a long time ago.

Several snakes and scorpions came out of the cracks in the stone, like shooting stars, flying towards the faces of the two of them.

If it's the Hunyuan Realm, I'm not afraid, Liao Yongming and Sun Yizhou are only at the Ninth Level of Huayuan.

These snakes and scorpions are extremely fast, and their attack power is comparable to that of Primordial Primal Realm. When they make a move, they are like thunder.

"Ah!"

Two shrill screams came from Liao Yongming and Sun Yizhou. The snake and scorpion climbed onto their heads, and the sharp tentacles at the end pierced them hard.

A large amount of brains were devoured by the snakes and scorpions.

Visible to the naked eye, the bodies of the two of them shriveled a little bit, and even the skin turned black.

The state of death was extremely tragic, and Nanmenshan had a look of fear on his face.

"Come on!"

Nanmenshan shouted loudly and ran forward, not daring to stay for a moment.

Liu Wuxie followed closely behind, leaving here, there were still a large number of snakes and scorpions coming from all directions.

"Brother Nanshan, wait for me."

Liu Wuxie didn't dare to increase his speed too fast. He is only at the sixth level of Huayuan now. If his speed is faster than that of Primordial Primal Realm, wouldn't he be revealing his identity.

A large number of snakes and scorpions shot, like shooting stars, chasing the two of them.

How could Nanmen Mountain care about Liu Wuxie, and ran desperately alone.

In the face of life and death, the friendship of the same family is simply vulnerable.

Liu Wuxie drew out his long sword and beheaded the flying snakes and scorpions. His body suddenly accelerated and he caught up with Nanmen Mountain.

The two were driving side by side, which surprised Nanmenshan, how could Liu Wuxie's speed be so fast.

When fleeing for his life, he didn't have the heart to think about other things.

After running for half an hour, he gave up and escaped the attack of the snake and scorpion clan.

Nanmenshan took out his flute and was about to play it, but was stopped by Liu Wuxie.

"Meng An, why are you stopping me?"

Nanmenshan asked Liu Wuxie why he stopped him.

There are snakes and scorpions around, if the camp does not send masters, both of them will die here.

"The steward said that this flute can only be played when encountering the Santi tribe."

Liu Wuxie said truthfully.

"I don't care, I'm going to blow it!"

Don't care about Nanmen Mountain, it's important to survive first.

Even if the sect pursues him, at most he will be punished, but he will not die.

If you continue to stay here, you may even lose your life.

At this time, Liu Wuxie's plan might come to nothing if the camp masters were brought in, how could he be allowed to notify the camp steward at the Nanshan Gate.

A ray of golden light shone, directly piercing into the soul sea of ​​Nanmen Mountain.

After waiting for about 1 minute, Nanmenshan looked at Liu Wuxie with a respectful expression.

"See Master!"

Nanmenshan bent down and bowed.

"Give me the flute!"

Liu Wuxie reached out and asked Nanmenshan to hand over the flute to him for safekeeping.

After taking the flute, Liu Wuxie put it away.

There are also a large number of snakes and scorpions approaching around, these are very good martial arts.

The wisdom of the snake and scorpion tribe is far inferior to that of the Santee tribe. They are ferocious and brutal, and they cannot cooperate with them at all.

That being the case, then refining all of them into martial spirits can have unexpected effects.