"Little boy, I have no intention of hurting. Last time I did this, I just wanted to keep you." On the Feng Gang layer, the old man's words spread forward like thin lines.

"After all, you are a deserter of the barbarians. You are really rebellious when you stay on the battlefield. I shoot because of this! As a true God, I can give you a chance. You can go back to Tianlan City with me, and I promise you will not be in danger of your life."

No matter what the old man said, Chu Mo, who was thousands of miles ahead, did not look back or speak, and his speed was accelerating.

"Although you have the ability to become a barbarian, you don't want to waste only two opportunities when you think about coming. In addition, all I want to come is a busy person. This is also a blessing to me, allowing me to experience the power of being a barbarian." The old man looked very depressed and kept talking.

"Why don't you do this? I swear in my own image that I will not hurt you, but you cannot continue to run away. Stay with me for a month and let me study the power of that barbaric God. Don't worry, I won't let you do it in vain and give you treasures." The old man could do nothing. He longed for the power of God from the bottom of his heart, but after his last life and death, he was deeply afraid of Chu Mo.

But this made him very conflicted, because what he was afraid of was Chu Mo's power, which only twice, but he didn't care about Chu Mo himself. It was this contradiction that made him feel greedy and struggled in pursuit or not.

Afterwards, once the other party is forced to rush, once the person takes risks without hesitation, his fate can be foreseen.

However, if he didn't chase him, he had already pursued him so far and had already penetrated into the witch clan. He gave up. He really didn't want to.

However, due to his inner fear, it was difficult to catch up with him. As time went by, as he went deeper and deeper into the land of the witch clan, he became increasingly unsafe. This feeling of inaccessibility was enough to drive him crazy. His inner hatred for Chu Mo was already very strong.

When the old man hesitated whether to chase him subconsciously, Chu Mo had already cut more than 50,000 feet from Mr. Zeng, Nagang Peak. At such a distance, he could feel relaxed and sink, stir and roar at low altitude, galloping forward.

This cycle has lasted for two days. At first, the earth below was not gray and black, but green. Obviously, they had moved from the desolate place to the place where the Witch Tribe existed.

Until this moment, the old man finally made a decision. Under his teeth, the pursuer's body stared at Chu Mo and surpassed tens of thousands of meters. Resentment flashed in his eyes, but he turned around, gave up his pursuit, and galloped towards the original path.

Finally, he chose to give up. After all, such pursuit is futile. He measured the dilemma unless his grades could reach the middle stage of violence, and he had stronger magical powers, so there may still be some chances to kill him before Chu Mo did not launch violence. But now, he can't do it. Instead of pursuing like this, he should give up decisively.

However, shortly after the old man chose to give up and returned along the original path, he was frustrated to find that Chu Mo did not leave, but followed him, as if chasing himself.

If so, he could ignore it and let Chu Mo follow him. He concluded that the other party would not dare to return to Tianlan City. If he followed, he would leave himself soon. If he followed him for a long time, he might still have a chance to gain brute force.

This seems like a good thing for the elderly…if you don’t count the roar behind you, even if you can hear it from a very far distance.

Chu Mo followed closely, accompanied by its thoughtful bang, broken sound, and then whistled towards the void with a punch, the sound echoing in the sky.

This is the witch clan land, which is a distance from Tianlan City. If the barbarian elder is careful, it is not impossible to return quietly. However, if there is such a roar behind him, it is very difficult for him to do so and return safely.

"Damn, damn, damn!" The barbaric old man felt crazy. He obviously gave up hunting Chu Mo, but the other party was so unhappy that he felt trapped in it, which made him frightened on the way back.

The roaring sound became louder and louder. What would happen if you didn't stop? The old man didn't want to know! Especially a few days ago, due to his pursuit of Chu Mo, such a roar appeared in this area, although it had attracted the attention of the Wu people. The same was true at the moment of return. If no one from the Wu people came to check, the old man would not believe it himself.

The old man was not only crazy, but also had a headache. He just ate another meal, changed direction, and continued to chase Chu Mo.

But when he changed direction, Chu Mo in the distance also changed direction. The two men became chasers again. The same was true for the roaring sound, it had always existed and did not dissipate.

The roar was like a noise, which made the old man very uneasy and even scared. Even if he chased him, he would observe the surroundings vigilantly to avoid attracting the witch people.

This mentality is like wanting to quietly walk in the quiet late at night, not wanting to be discovered, but there is always a lot of noise around.

The old man's eyes were red. For the first time, he felt sad for a person who sacrificed his bones. This feeling was not due to violence, but due to the other party's behavior.

This action made him wish he could tear off all his hair. After a long time, the old man roared in frustration, but he forced the roar to resist, retreated suddenly, gave up the pursuit again, and galloped towards Tianlan City at full speed. Chu Mo followed him, easily changed direction, followed behind, and made a huge roar.

He is very fast, Chu Mo is very fast, he is very slow, Chu Mo is very slow, if he pauses, Chu Mo will naturally pause, and there are always thousands of meters away between them.

"I really don't believe that if the witch tribe is attracted, how will you end? Are you not afraid of sacrificing bones? What am I afraid of?" The old man's eyes were red. Chu Mo really made him at a loss. At this moment, he just stopped thinking too much and ran forward with his head closed. He seemed to have used all his frustration and depression to speed.

These two people, one in front and one behind, no matter how they look at it, they are like Chu Mo chasing the old man, but the huge gap between their achievements makes this behavior look strange.

During the sacrifice to bones, in the early stages of hunting for barbarian souls.

The hunting lasted for three days. On this witch land, Chu Mo's continuous roar finally attracted the attention of the witch people.

In fact, most of the witch tribes in this area went to the battlefield, so Chu Mo did not encounter any obstacles during this period.

But the Wu clan soldiers on the battlefield have not returned yet, which has attracted the attention of Chu Mo and the old man, such as "A new group of soldiers on the Wu clan earth are heading towards the Tianlan Market battlefield!"

To be precise, this is a migrating tribe. The soldiers of this tribe formed a team to protect the tribe. At the same time, after arriving at the designated location, the tribe isolated most of the people to the gathering place of the witch tribe outside Tianlan.

During the entire Witch Clan period, many tribes migrated in this way. Chu Mo and the barbarian elders were also among them.

It was a black shadow that seemed to cover the sky, densely packed, no less than a thousand, and each shadow was a autumn fish that had lost a lot!

The autumn fish swim in the sea of ​​clouds. Behind each of them was a witch soldier. On the earth, as the ground shook, thousands of witch people stepped forward to protect them. Nine of them were only a few thousand feet in size and looked like turtles, but their shells were square flat ferocious beasts.

There are a large number of witch people on the backs of nine different turtles, and some buildings are uprooted and placed on them.

Further down the road, dust was flying, and there were endless hunters in the long queue. Obviously, this was not a migration of a small tribe. This was a witch tribe of a certain scale.

Such a tribe must have powerful power of post-wizards, almost Chu Mo chased the barbarian elders one after another. At the same time, when they noticed that there were a large number of witch people in the distance, the witch people here could also be seen at a glance. At the end of the world, Chu Mo and the barbarian elders. In fact, for Chu Mo and the barbarian elders, these witch people first heard the roar and then saw it with their own eyes.

Almost most people see the barbarian elders at first sight, so people have great achievements because their appearance is not covered at all, because they regard the witch clan as barbarians!

What's more, he is running! It is very common to run forward on the land of the Witch Clan. Those who pursue him must be hostile to him, which is also common sense. On the land of the Witch Clan, almost everyone is hostile to him.

In addition, Chu Mo had a hat on his head. When Chu Mo almost realized the appearance of the witch group in advance with his sacred knowledge, he took out a kind of soul-catching powder, and did not wrap it out of his body, but held it in his hand. Despite this, the special light and suction of the soul-catching powder were still dispersed, making the space near Chu Mo look distorted. At first glance, this is a bit similar to when Chu Mo met a ghost-catching boy.

In addition, the slightly hoarse and gloomy voice came from Chu Mo.

"Who is behind the friend of that tribe? The next Lizard Witch Master, Central Wu Sumo, is the mastermind of the Lizard Witch Tribe. Please help me kill this person! This person is a barbarian, and the soul of the barbarian has long been strong!"

The savage elder seemed to be running forward quickly, and almost vomited a mouthful of blood when he heard this. He was too busy to open his mouth quickly, and cursed in his heart when he quickly fled.

"When all the people from the witch clan were blind, the mastermind Wu Zhongshu... Ah." His inner voice suddenly became stuck.

Seeing Chu Mo's words, a witch crystal appeared on his left hand. With a force, the witch crystal immediately burst out with a strong light. The light flashed over Chu Mo and turned into a huge lizard!

That lizard is a holy beast of the lizard witch clan!

Wu Jing has many uses. One of the many uses Chu Mo knew from Wuduo was to reveal the etiquette of the sacred animals of his tribe when the witch tribe met in a strange place.

After meeting Wu Duo, Chu Mo finally chose not to delve into its origin, but he asked a lot about the customs and characteristics of the witch clan. In response, Wu Duo told him that he vaguely guessed Chu Mo's thoughts, but did not find it, but because people from different ethnic groups.

There may not be too deep friendship between them, but after several wars, they gradually reached a special tacit understanding, under which they formed friendships of different ethnic groups. Perhaps very fragile, perhaps, not fragile.

At least, Chu Mo used the method Wu Duo told him at this moment to stimulate the power within Wu Jing. According to the lizard and martial arts monster I saw in my mind that year, after it transformed out, a huge ferocious beast was transformed into Wu Jing's power in the witch tribe. The dust raised from behind pounced at me like a blanket.

What Chu Mo was familiar with and had seen was a huge autumn fish.

The shadow of this autumn fish appeared in the sky. Compared to it, sauropods are really insignificant.

However, the tribe was able to reveal the shadow of their holy beast, which meant that they recognized Chu Mo's words and Chu Mo's etiquette and thus returned the gift.

This sudden scene made the barbarian elder in front of him run away in panic, his eyes wide open, showing an incredible meaning. He didn't know about the witch clan etiquette.

In fact, in the land of the barbarians, not many people know this kind of etiquette because it is really insignificant. Even if it can transform into a holy beast, it is not a witch clan, and it can often be seen at a glance.

The most eye-catching point is a kind of spiritual power!

At Chu Mo's moment, his sacred knowledge had spread and covered his whole body. In harmony with the strangeness of the spirit that the people who took away from his palms and inside and outside, it made him look out from the outside, and even though he was wearing a hat, he still felt very opinionated.

Although the escaped barbarian elder did not know this etiquette, he knew that Chu Mo was definitely not a witch clan. At this moment, when the witch clan crowd appeared behind him, his scalp became numb, but his words were full of malice in the galloping.

"What's interesting is that my Barbarian Wind is a real god, the successor of a generation of barbarian gods. How could I not know when you became a witch?"

Almost as the old man said, Chu Mo snorted coldly, without explaining anything, but directly released his right hand, causing the mental power in his palm to disperse, floating on top of his head, emitting a strong light, as if he could suck all the substance into it.

Chu Mo clearly remembered that the mastermind boy who killed people on the barbarian earth had seen this bead and said that it was a mastermind bead that can only be refined by an absolute witch!

This bead seems to be a little famous in the Witch Clan. Chu Mo still remembers that when he took out magic powder from the Lizard Wizards's headquarters, the Lizard Wizard's wizard also recognized this item belonging to the Witch Clan, wondering why Chu Mo owned and used it.

"Soul-catching bead!" As Chu Mo expected, when the bead appeared, a surprised voice immediately came from the witch clan moving to the tribe behind. At this time, the old barbarian was stunned. Chu Mo suddenly walked out of the sky behind him among the thousands of years of fish. The old woman had gray hair, wrinkles on her face, and a cane made of fish bones in her hand. She appeared step by step in front of Chu Mo, thousands of feet behind the old barbarian.

This is a witch!

His pupils shrank. He wore a hat. As the old woman walked past him, he felt a force similar to divine knowledge pouring out from the old woman and swept him.

Meanwhile, when the old woman appeared on Earth, the head of the turtle beast among nine different turtles was passed by a man over ten feet long.

The man looked about 40 years old, but his skin was covered with spots belonging to the old man. He had closed his eyes, but now he slowly opened his room, with a thrilling light in his eyes.

Just take a look, Chu Mo was shivering, and the barbaric old man running in front was even more frightened. His body suddenly stopped, as if he was bound and could not move forward.
Chapter completed!