The terrifying power fluctuated and radiated. With the loud "rumbling" sound, the entire forest was trembling and moaning!

In the valleys of thousands of miles apart, a huge beast fell into a large black net, struggling wildly. The terrifying impact of power erupted, causing the net to "creak", the earth to shatter, and countless cracks spread out rapidly.

More than a dozen barbarian monks stood in a corner and grabbed the big net, shaking like a boat as the barbarian beast struggled. According to the current situation, it may not last long.

"Muya'er, let's get stuck here! Hurry!" A barbarian old man roared. He glared at the edge of his eyes, and his blood flowed in his body made a sound like the sea, with amazing momentum! If he hadn't offset nearly half of the force of the barbarian beast in the net with one force, he would have been freed from it.

Sang Muya's pretty face turned pale, and she shook her head when she heard this, "Grandpa Qi, it's because of Muya'er that everyone was in danger today. If I want to die together, I will not escape by myself!" As I spoke, my hands grabbed the black net tighter.

The clan elder wanted to say something else, but his face suddenly changed, and he suddenly raised his arms to protect him.

The next moment, a ball of black light hit his arm heavily, and the terrible force directly broke his arms and threw his body back for hundreds of miles.

The wild beast opened its mouth and swallowed the inner elixir, with a hint of fatigue in its eyes, but its body rushed suddenly and burst out with a stronger force.

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang"... Including Sang Muya, more than a dozen barbarian monks were shocked at the same time. After losing their power to inject, the black net was torn to pieces.

roar--

With a roar, the beast stood up straight, with a somewhat similar appearance to the earth dragon, but more than a hundred times larger in size! A neat and sharp teeth exuded a cold metallic luster.

Suddenly, its strong and powerful hind limbs suddenly kicked the ground, jumped out at a speed that was completely inconsistent with its body, flashed to a barbarian monk, opened his mouth and bit his body into two pieces, and fell below his thighs to the ground. His upper body chewed a few times and swallowed it into his abdomen.

After swallowing the powerful flesh and blood, the Earth Dragon Beast's eyes became more bloody and turned around and rushed straight for the mulberry buds.

Before it came, a bloody storm mixed with tyrannical murderous intent had made her pretty face pale and despair appeared in her eyes.

At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out from one side and collided with the Earth Dragon and Wild Beast.

With a whine, the body of the Earth Dragon Beast was blown away by the whole body, and it fell heavily to the ground and slid for hundreds of miles. The strong flesh cracked countless wounds, sprinkled blood all over the ground.

Mo Yu's body fell aside and turned around and said, "Are you okay?"

Sang Muya's eyes widened, "It's you!"

She never thought that Mo Yu would save her at this moment.

Thinking of what happened before, her pretty face suddenly turned red, and she didn't understand. Even if she didn't come forward, with his strength, he would not be afraid of the Wu brothers at all.

"Miss, how are you?" The clan elder rushed over and felt relieved when he saw her safe. "It's okay, otherwise why would I still have the face to see the old clan leader?"

He glanced at Mo Yu, and a hint of alert appeared in his eyes, "Who is this?"

Sang Muya noticed this and hurriedly said, "Grandpa Qi, don't worry, this is... He is a good person anyway, we have never had much contact with him before."

The clan elder relaxed a little and bowed, "Thank you for your help, I'm the seventh clan elder of the Heiman tribe."

"Mo Yu, an alien monk." Mo Yu spoke lightly, not caring about his vigilance. At this moment, he frowned and turned around and said, "I will solve this big guy first!"

roar--

With an angry roar, the Earth Dragon Beast turned over, her eyes turned red, and even the scales on her body were stained with a faint blood color.

The wounds on its body quickly recovered and regained, and the breath was even more terrifying!

"Barish!"

Sang Muya screamed in a daze, "Be careful! This barbarian dragon has accumulated too much wilderness power in its body, and it can already be used to exert martyrdom, which will greatly improve it in all aspects!"

Mo Yu frowned, "Baring and transforming into a barbaric power? The barbaric power actually has this effect. I wonder if the monks have accumulated enough barbaric power in their bodies to obtain this ability."

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang"... The figure of Mo Yu, who was rushing towards the lightning, moved, turned into a series of phantoms, and jumped into the air suddenly.

The Earth Barbarian Dragon suddenly raised his head and opened his mouth to bite forward, but its bite fell into the empty space. Mo Yu's figure appeared at its forehead and punched it.

"Die!"

boom--

With a loud bang, the earth under the foot of the Earth Barbarian Dragon suddenly sank into a large pit dozens of miles deep, and countless cracked spider webs spread outward.

The terrifying beast bleeds blood in seven orifices, and its body shook for a moment, and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Die...dead!" A barbarian monk spoke tremblingly, looking disbelief.

The eyes of the seventh clan old man contracted slightly. Although he knew that Mo Yu was strong, he did not expect that he was so strong!

With one punch, he killed the Maniha Dragon. If he wanted to kill him, it would be extremely simple.

The strength of this foreign monk is at least at the higher imperial level! For a moment, his eyes became more awe.

roar--

With a dragon roar, the dragon of luck appeared above Mo Yu's head, and a trace of white aura merged into its body from nothingness, causing its size to grow a little.

After hunting wild beasts continuously, its size has reached about two feet and one foot, and its body has become more and more solid. The halo in its eyes is like a wise man.

Sang Muya's little mouth couldn't help but open his mouth, "Dragon-shaped luck!" She looked at Mo Yu, showing an unconcealed shock.

Mo Yu frowned slightly and said, "What's wrong?"

"Ah! No, no!" Sang Muya denied repeatedly, and saw his face showing confusion, and whispered: "Do you don't know the meaning of the Dragon of Luck?"

"have no idea."

This time, even the face of the seventh clan began to stiffen. He smiled bitterly and said, "Sang Muya has only a slight understanding of this matter, so let me say it. Whether it is an alien monk or a barbarian, the invisible luck will be revealed in the realm of the beast gods, and according to the strength of his own luck, different spirits of luck will be condensed."

"My barbarian tribe has hundreds of millions of people, and about one-tenth of them have a good cultivation talent. And 70% of these tenths of the lucky spirits are wolves, leopards, tigers, etc., which belong to the lowest grade, 29% are tigers, bears, eagles, etc., which belong to the middle grade. The last remaining part is dragons, phoenixes, black turtles, etc., which belong to the top grade."

"In addition, there are various super-quality spirits of fortune, mostly images of powerful creatures in the world, and the dragon shape is the highest one! My entire barbarian race, only three people with dragons of fortune, each of them are the favorites of the beast god, and their stunning talents and their luck is amazing, and their strength is extremely powerful!"

Speaking of this, he looked at Mo Yu, with deep envy in his eyes, "You can condense the dragon of luck, and you must be the one favored by heaven and earth. There will be endless opportunities in your life. As long as you do not die in the middle, your future achievements will be unimaginable."

After a moment of pause, he suddenly said, "I am Sangduo, the seventh clan of the Heiman Tribe. I had any offense before, so please don't care about it. In addition, on behalf of the Heiman Tribe, I invited fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist

The ancient land is full of crises, and it is more likely to hide a big secret. If it can be linked to the Heiman tribe, it will be beneficial or harmless to him. Besides, it is really inappropriate to just a sacrifice and you can ignore it at all.

Seeing him pondering silently, Sangduo thought Mo Yu was unwilling and said embarrassedly: "Yes, with the luck of fellow Taoists, I will definitely be favored by large tribes. I am too reckless."

Mo Yu shook his head, "I agreed."

"Ah! It's so great!" Sang Duo was overjoyed and soon showed embarrassment again, "But the priesthood has a noble status, and there is no way to hold the ceremony in my capacity."

"It's okay, I will go back to the Heiman Tribe, and I'll leave you for a while." Mo Yu said lightly.

"Haha, fellow Daoist Mo Yu is really happy!" Sang Duo smiled. With Mo Yu as a priest, their fortunes of the Hei Barbarian tribe will inevitably increase. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, otherwise he would have known Mo Yu's fortunes and would not be able to get the Hei Barbarian tribe's turn.

In fact, Sangduo didn't know that Mo Yu had his own considerations to agree to his request. Although the benefits of being related to large tribes are greater, there must be extremely powerful existences in this level of tribe. At that time, things may have to be out of control. It is better to join the Heiman tribe. At least he wants to leave, and no one can stop him.

Sangduo suddenly thought of something and looked solemn, "Fellow Daoist Mo Yu, don't expose your luck dragon when it is not critical in the future, otherwise it will inevitably cause trouble. As for my Heiman Tribe, I will definitely keep the secret for my fellow Daoist."

Mo Yu nodded, and he had already thought that the ancient land was a place for hunting for luck for outside monks.

If the news comes out, there will definitely be many people who want to kill him and seize his strong luck, and they have to be careful!

Sang Muya's eyes were shining, and she felt inexplicably happy for Mo Yu to become a sacrificial priest of the Hei Barbarian tribe.

She thought and said, "Mo Yu, there is an abyss demon python on a mountain seven million miles south. According to this habit of living in the abyss beasts underground, once they come to the ground, it means that they have reached a mature level, and there may be a dragon-transformed grass in the haunted place."

Sangduo's face changed slightly. He didn't expect that she would suddenly mention this matter, but he soon realized that most of them were injured and destroyed the hunting beast net that was ready to trap the Abyss Demon Python in advance. He had lost the qualification to seize the Dragon Transformation Grass. The news of the Abyss Demon Python appearing must have spread. When they are ready to set off again, they may have already taken away the Dragon Transformation Grass. It would be better to give it to Mo Yu for personal favor.

As soon as he thought of this, a smile appeared on his face. The lady is worthy of being a lady, and her mind is sensitive.

"Changlong grass?" Mo Yu's eyes flashed.

Seeing his reaction, Sang Muya smiled, "That's right, it's the dragon-transforming grass that can complete the transformation of the body and have a trace of the power of a true dragon."

She took out a white animal bone like a warm jade and a green jade bottle. "This animal bone records a map, and we are no longer able to compete, so we will give it to you. In addition, the jade bottle contains golden grass juice. Zhigang Zhiyang is the nemesis of the Abyss Demon Python, which can help you stop it for a while. However, the appearance of the Abyss Demon Python is only possible with a dragon-turning grass, and it may not really exist. If you go there for a waste, you can't blame us."

Mo Yu nodded, "This is natural. The dragon-transformed grass is indeed useful to me. Whether I can get it or not, I owe you a favor today."

After taking the two objects, he put away the jade bottle. His divine thoughts penetrated into the bones and quickly determined his direction. "No matter how late, I will leave now, and see you and I will see you in the future."

As he finished speaking, his figure moved and whistled away.

Sangduo smiled and said, "Although he has lost the qualification to seize the dragon-transformed grass, being able to win over Mo Yu to become a sacrificial priest of my Hei Barbarian tribe is also a huge gain. I believe the old patriarch must be very happy to know it."

Sang Muya withdrew her gaze, "Grandpa Qi, it's not easy for us to stay outside for a long time now, let's go back to the tribe first."

"good."

The Heiman tribe and his party cleaned up the battlefield and quickly left with their tribe's corpses.

...

Two days later, Mo Yu appeared under a mountain. After all, the ancient land was no better than the outside world. Crisis could occur anytime and anywhere. It was not easy for him to have such speed.

Looking forward, I saw that the black clouds lingered on the mountain covered the sky and the sun, which was formed by pure demonic energy, making the world gloomy. Occasionally, a few giant birds flew past, and were swallowed by the black clouds halfway through, and they were no longer visible.

What a bad place!

Mo Yu's eyes slightly condensed, he took out the bone map and compared it with the surrounding area, and confirmed that there was nothing wrong. The Abyss Demon Python appeared on this mountain.

After closing the map, he stepped on his feet and flew up quietly, like a big bird sank into the mountain.

Perhaps because of the reason for absorbing the demonic energy, all the ancient trees and leaves on this mountain fell, leaving lonely branches, like open bone claws. Occasionally, a few unknown sharp crys came from afar, adding a bit of gloom here.

Mo Yu's body was like a ray of blue smoke moving forward rapidly on the mountain, perfectly restraining his own breath, and even the sound of wind caused by friction with the air was offset by the weak force. This was the hidden technique he learned after entering the ancient land, which could minimize troubles as much as possible.

Suddenly, the model paused slightly and floated to the left, avoiding a sticky tentacle shot from the ground. But before it could be retracted, a force suddenly crushed it. The whole process was extremely quiet, Mo Yu stopped and his speed was almost unaffected.

After a moment, he had entered the depths of this mountain, and a faint strange fluctuation appeared in his senses.

Could it be the Abyss Demon Python?
To be continued...