For the Witch Realm.

Xing Tian Haitang is no stranger to recovering his memory.

Although long years have passed and many places have changed, the overall terrain is the same.

As well as the power fluctuations emitted by the witch bloodline in the area where she is located, she can clearly feel where she is.

Every clan in the Witch Realm has a passage to the Witch Realm.

When everyone walked through the forest together, they saw creatures that were dozens of feet in size, with a dragon head growing on the top.

"The Elephant Dragon has extremely strong endurance and can adapt to various climates. The leather armor on her body can withstand many attacks."

Such creatures are transporting goods.

Every elephant dragon is full of all kinds of goods.

There are corpses of other ferocious beasts, and there are also things that Shang Yin can't understand at all.

It can only be said that the witch clan is relatively primitive, and this place is not as complicated as other great worlds.

The witch tribes present were covered with big bows, and they were hovering over the nine heavens.

When they found Shang Yin and others, they couldn't help but frown.

"There are foreign tribes." One of the burly men, holding a large bow in his hand, shot him with an arrow without saying anything.

The man's strength was actually the realm of the Two Yang True Saints.

Faced with such a strong attack, Hanhan raised the Tianbin Spear in his hand and shattered the arrow in the air.

The vast sea of ​​qi and blood of the Xingtian clan rose from his body.

"Hey, there is actually a son from Xingtian, who will be stationed first." The burly man's arrow was just a test.

If the other party is really ineffective, he will die if he dies.

"Why should I bring foreigners into my witch realm?" the man stood above the eagle and questioned.

"This is my partner. My ancestors took their ethnic group out to travel to business, but they were eventually severely injured and wandered outside the territory."

"Now I'm looking for my roots, these are my friends." Although Hanhan doesn't speak on weekdays, he knows how to communicate with the people of the witch clan.

"So that's it. I'm reckless. Do you want me to send a guide to send you a ride?" The burly man had a bright smile and was very enthusiastic.

This situation is not without it.

However, in recent years, few people in the Wu Realm have gone out to travel.

Because the power of the Shang tribe has spread all over the world, the richness and circulation of goods have become convenient.

Traveling business is far inferior to that of Shangyi.

The witch clan is very pure in communication.

People are ruthless and don’t talk much. They recognize that you are a friend you can get along with and can do business with you.

I rarely interact with others.

In addition, the witch realm is relatively remote, and each witch tribe has a relatively close relationship with its homeland.

It is not like the merchants. As long as they have enough interests, even if they leave the land where they live, there is nothing.

Because of the prosperity of the business world, if you don’t make any achievements, you will easily be despised.

Many people cannot survive in the commercial domain and will go to various domains and sectors to find a way out.

In the witch clan, it is relatively simple.

Even if you cannot earn more resources and wealth through travelers, you can still hunt ferocious beasts with your own strength.

In exchange for what you want, there is not much desire to compete among the clans.

Everyone pays more attention to the development of their own strength.

Traveling business is just their tradition.

A tradition of honing oneself outside and exchanging other resources to strengthen oneself is not actually aimed at pure profit.

It is more of a process of exploring and finding resources.

Formating a caravan team is also a unity and cooperation to avoid more dangers.

"Okay, thank you." Hanhan smiled.

Shang Yin could sense the kindness conveyed in the hearts of these witch tribe bloodlines.

This is a passion for the returning family.

Xing Tian Haitang didn't say anything. She knew that she was relatively simple in the Wu Domain. According to Liu Jingting, the Wu Domain has been in turmoil recently. What happened?

A large eagle spreads its wings a hundred feet long.

Everyone rode on their bodies and walked through the air.

This caravan comes from the Dayi clan.

The area where they are located is not far from Xingtian.

The constant sheep lies in the witch world, not in the witch world.

"Is there anything happened in the Wu Realm? On my way back, I heard that the Wu Realm has not been peaceful recently." Hanhan swept away his taciturn words.

"Hey, those people above have different opinions. Let's just live a good life below." The guide of Dayi's family obviously did not care much about these things.

His bronze skin was strong and powerful, revealing a mouthful of white teeth and a bright smile.

"Will we be affected?" Hanhan asked.

"It depends on what kind of result they will win, who will listen to whom, but we don't know what the specific matter is, and we dare not ask." The man of Dayi's family spread his hands.

"So that's it." Although Hanhan always wanted to go home, he looked at the information he had obtained from his mother's family along the way.

My mother's lineage was gone.

Because the times are too long, it is probably difficult to trace back.

You know, even my mother has never returned to the witch realm.

His grandfather also traveled through several generations of business, wandering around and finally arrived at the Divine Realm.

From the first exploration of travelers to the final shelter, find a place to rest and recuperate.

Although the eagle has relatively ordinary bloodlines, its strength is also in the nine-month divine body realm. It flies 800,000 miles through the sky.

Finally came over a tribe.

The architecture of this tribe is surrounded by mountains and forests.

It is either a stone building or a wooden building, and it looks messy.

The warriors in the clan either had their breasts exposed, were wearing animal skins, or wallets. Everyone was holding a big axe in their hands. They were strong and their blood was boiling and their fighting spirit was full of fighting.

"Hi, Xingtian Datou, I met your son who was wandering outside and returning to the witch realm to find his ancestors." The eagle slowly landed on the ground, stirring up a strong gust of wind.

"Don't call me Datou, and scream again. If you believe it or not, I will beat you into a bag." The man called Xing Tian Datou's face turned red.

Shang Yin, Hanhan and others got off the eagle and bowed: "Thank you brother."

"Hey, you're welcome, then I'll leave first, Xing Tian Datou, come to you next time I have time!" The guide of the Dayi clan laughed and left like a big eagle.

"Fuck, I've said it, don't call me Big Head." He was so angry that he swung the battle axe in his hand and skipped it against the hair of the Dayi guide.

"..." Seeing this scene, Shang Yin's eyes twitched.

The witch clan is really simple in its folk customs. For a moment, many people gathered around and looked at Hanhan.

"What's your name?" Xing Tian Datou came to Hanhan, hammered his chest with his hand, and said, "My name is Xing Tian Datou, but it's Xing Tian Dalong."

"My name is Hanhan..." Hanhan was unwilling to mention his name in the barbarians.
Chapter completed!