Ke Xiaoliang always smiles so weirdly, just like he always has only such an expression.

However, he had a reason to laugh like this.

Some things actually develop more smoothly than he originally expected.

Although the performance of the monks in Baotong World before seemed to be unappreciating.

But in fact, when they came to the wild world and faced the almost endless resources of the wild world, they completely let themselves go and opened up the beasts imprisoned in their souls.

Some old guys who have been hiding in Baotong World have also come to the wild world, bringing great surprises to Ke Xiaoliang.

No open world can be underestimated.

No matter how much Baotong World is, its power and foundation are unquestionable.

At this time, in the endless wilderness, darkness has enveloped the entire wilderness.

The huge fire illuminated the surrounding wilderness.

A large number of deserted warriors hid in tents with animal skin sewns, and then under the light of the fire, they refracted their shadows on some thinner fur.

These tents are connected to the animal skin through special ropes.

Immersed in the darkness, like a huge wild beast crawling in the dark, gathering its minions.

From a distance, the fire became the eyes of this "huge wild beast" and monitored the surroundings.

The wild beasts in the mountains looked out from afar, smelling the strange smell coming from afar, and did not dare to get close... and did not dare to offend.

The distinct hierarchy in the wild beast circle has become a bargaining chip used by the wild people.

In the wild world, some tribes have mastered the method of lurking in the darkness, and this method of pretending to be a giant wild beast is one of them.

The tent is very wide, and it seems that some kind of magic trick that can stretch the space is used.

This makes the overall regionality stronger, and all the deserted warriors perform their duties here.

There are also some flowers and plants in the corner of the tent, making the air in the tent appear unclogged.

On the center of the stone platform, sitting cross-legged is the high priest of the Dafeng Tribe. Although he was less than ten years old, he has been trusted by the tribe's crowd.

Of course, this high priest... has a very simple identity.

He is actually a true immortal cultivator from the Baotong world. An old guy who was injured in the immortal soul and could only hide in one world and dared not go out.

And in Baotong world, everyone calls him the Great Elder...

The Dafeng Tribe is one of the largest tribes in this world.

Many clans under the Dafeng Tribe worship different gods and have different bloodlines.

The Dafeng Tribe worshipped is the "king" among the new gods, who is respected as "Huang Xi".

Emperor Xi was once the son of the ancient god "Wind God", but he imprisoned his father and became one of the masters of the god world.

After that, he did not leave any real blood in the world.

However, his tribes relied on the title and care of Emperor Xi to occupy the best hunting ground and become the most powerful tribe.

On both sides of the high priest's left and right hands, the leaders of each tribe were arranged.

"Let's explain it!" the high priest said to a warrior who looked listless and seemed to have not rested for a long time.

The warrior was in a daze and did not respond to the high priest immediately.

On the contrary, after the patriarch of a tribe next to the high priest repeatedly reminded him, he shook his head.

Then he started talking in a mess.

"I remember... it was an extremely huge altar, with the altar in a pentagonal shape."

"In the center of the five corners is a round platform, and on a golden chair, a tall, burly, sacred and majestic figure is sitting right. He is dark and light, ending and beginning, he is the master of everything, and the exile of everything."

"He told me that He is the god of the night, the master of boundless shadows, the guide of the morning light, and the supreme of the future light."

“He made me believe in Him, worship Him, and honor Him as Lord, and I will receive supreme glory and power within my reach.”

The man looked a little excited, and then began to struggle again. The divine blood kept rioting in his body, as if he wanted to tear his body apart at any time.

"I want to struggle. I am the seed of Emperor Xi, the divine warrior with the highest bloodline. I am... I am a believer of the God of Night?"

"I am the high priest of the God of Night, a pagan... Believe in me! You will gain true eternal life." The man with a listless expression seemed to have entered another state because of the instant memories, and developed another personality.

Smack sex...!

Blood vessels exploded one after another on the man's body.

In an instant he was dyed red and turned into a bloody man.

The high priest of the Dafeng Tribe and the great elder of the Baotong World stretched out a finger and pointed it at the man's eyebrows.

The next moment, the boundless green earth appeared in the high priest's eyes.

In the endless spread of rotten mud, skeletons with white bones crawled out of the mud, with blue-colored flames burning in their eyes, crawling towards him.

The high priest was not afraid.

During the long years he survived, he had experienced countless dangers, and the risks in front of him could not even be ranked in the top thirty.

"Do you want to be a god, too?"

"By stealing other people's blood and occupying the faith of others?"

"I know there are many guys like you who are self-righteous... but they all failed without exception." The high priest said coldly.

After the current walker succeeds along a certain road, the first thing they do is not to broaden the path they came from, but to cut it off!

The new gods became gods in this way and sealed their fathers.

Naturally, they don't want to be replaced by the same method now.

The tall figure waved his hand, and rows of skeletons rushed forward, and soon they were about to submerge the high priest.

They have been rotting and struggling for too long, so long that they have forgotten the pain and time.

Nevertheless, they hope that more people will become like them, and sink into decay with them, and never end.

The strong wind was roaring, and the thunder was flashing. With the thunderous explosion, skeletons were turned into ashes.

Weird and magical patterns appeared on the high priest's cheeks.

Feng is the bloodline of the wind god inherited by the Dafeng tribe, and Lei... This is the divine power given by Emperor Xi.

With wind and thunder combined, there are few powers in the world that can be resisted by natural rules.

The blue thunder kept flashing in the blue world. Every thunder flashed, turning into a thunder spear, and there were many skeleton people falling down. But more skeleton people crawled out of the mud, as if endless.

"This dream is controlled by me. As long as I want, the skeletons will have as many as possible. Endless death will circulate in endless decay. So many skeletons can make you fight until the oil is exhausted, and they will not be reduced at all." The tall figure sneered and looked down at the high priest.

The high priest frowned. Sure enough, although the skeletons around him were constantly shattering, they did not see any decrease.

A skeleton who had just crawled out of the mud grabbed the high priest's ankle with his claws.

The high priest's thigh shook, and a thunder gushed out along a tiny meridian. Thunder like a blade cut off the skeleton man's claws. He stomped his feet and a large amount of thunder power was input into the ground, breaking the skeleton man still in the mud.

"Since these skeletons are constantly killing each other, let's solve you directly."

Before the sound could be fully heard, the high priest's body moved first, turning into thunder and lightning, pounced towards the tall figure on the altar.

In this world, this young and energetic body with strong bloodline makes the high priest feel particularly happy.

He hasn't fought like this for a long time.

So even if he had a better way to solve the current problem, he still chose the toughest and most intense method.

In reality, the body and soul become a sluggish man on the battlefield, his eyes bulging and then suddenly exploded.

He completely turned into a bloody man.

"What a courage!" The demigod soul who attempted to smuggle into the true god roared like this.

Seeing the high priest heading straight for him, the tall figure snorted coldly. Facing the fist mixed with wind and thunder, he was beating high, and suddenly pulled out several shadows in front of him. The shadows ran wildly, directly tearing the world around him apart, and the rotten and dark aura emanating. A very strong thigh, like a giant axe, slashed at the high priest.

Without using the traditional magic, both of them subconsciously chose to fight hand-to-hand.

They all have their own plans and do not want the real god to interfere in this battle.

The high priest clenched his fists and his arms crossed, and suddenly held the powerful and heavy blow in a cross shape.

After one blow, the shadow dissipated, and the tall figure was still on the altar and did not move too much.

The earth under the feet of the high priest cracked in fine cracks.

In reality, the high priest took a small step slowly, and the nails on his fingertips were shattered, and then he pressed his palm on the forehead of the sluggish man.

However, the listless man had already bleeding from his orifices and his spiritual platform collapsed.

Even if I am still alive now, I will not live long afterwards.

"You want to swallow me, you want to gain my accumulation. Sure enough, you show disdain for me, just because I did what you want to do but dare not." The tall figure looked at the high priest, and the dark aura emanated, and he was about to swallow it at all times.

"You thought of it? That's right, that's what I planned!"

"It's not just you, but also the false gods such as Twilight, Afterglow, Hunting, Contract, and Knots. I will lead them out one by one and then kill them." The High Priest... is wrong! It was the Great Elder who completely revealed his sharp fangs.
To be continued...