When the young master Canglang heard that Ye Ling was going to collect his soul blood, he struggled hard, but as the ancient barbarian cultivator puppet clenched his hands, the young master Canglang immediately let out a pig-killing scream!

The Wing Fire Witch Girl looked down on the barbarians the most and sighed: "Hey! I said Young Master Canglang. I will collect your soul blood and not kill you, and save you your life. It is our captain who pitys you! Don't be ungrateful! If you are determined to die, it will be great. Let my aunt send you to the West personally! I guarantee that you will be cursed and refined by the Witch Clan before you die, and you will never be reborn!"

The young master of Canglang shivered. The so-called evil people are beaten by evil people. The young master of Canglang would rather be strangled to death by the ancient mantis than torture in the hands of this witch. So he nodded and agreed, escaping soul blood, becoming even weaker.

Ye Ling swept his spiritual sense and confirmed it was correct. Then he put away the soul blood of the Young Master Canglang, ordered the ancient man puppet to put him down, and warned: "From now on, you have to obey me! And the Canglang Barbarian Tribe behind you, you must come to help me when I summon it. Do you understand?"

The Young Master Canglang finally saved his life, but his soul blood was controlled by others, like a wilted eggplant, drooping his head, and did not dare to refuse to obey Ye Ling's instructions. He nodded repeatedly and responded: "I understand! I understand!"

At this time, the Wing Fire Witch Girl went all over the mountains to pick up the storage bags left by the barbarian warriors.

Baihuan and Zhilan were indifferent, but instead urged: "Witch, we still have to hurry up! What valuable treasures can these people have in their storage bags? Let's go quickly! Don't have to stay here for a long time."

The Wing Fire Witch picked the storage bag quickly, poured out the spirit stones, and put them in his bag, and turned around and said, "My Miss Baihua, what you said is light, a piece of spirit stone is also money! In the land of Fire Barbarians, if the tribe is growing and growing, it would not work without spirit stones! If you don't believe it, you can ask the Young Master Canglang, is that so?"

At this point, the Young Master Canglang dared not offend anyone in the team, so he had to nod and respond with a simultaneous response. He did not dare to regard himself as a teammate and followed behind the two fish demons with dejected expressions.

Ye Ling waved his hand and greeted everyone: "Let's go! Head to the valley!"

The young master Canglang's face changed and he hurriedly persuaded him: "Is it the valley ahead? You can't go! There are ancient dragons inside, with amazing combat power. Many monk cultivators have been buried in the valley. Most of the escaped teams are incomplete, with heavy casualties!"

"Oh? Ancient dragon!" Zhilan asked curiously: "I have never seen it before! Is it really scary?"

The Young Master Canglang didn't want to lose his soul blood. He finally saved his life. He was about to break into the dragon's pond and tiger's den, and then lost his life. He said with a serious expression: "The ancient dragon is a tenth-level illusion beast! It is equivalent to the early stage of the Nascent Soul of a cultivator. It is not this young master, but it is not that I have the ambition to destroy my own majesty. Even with your combat power, with the ancient barbarian giant, it is difficult to compete with the ancient dragon!"

Baihuan and Zhilan saw the importance of him, and the fear on their faces did not seem to be pretending, and they couldn't help but ponder.

However, the Wing Fire Witch Girl was full of doubts about what the barbarian master said. From a distance, he saw sword lights rushing into the valley one after another. Some of them retreated from the valley, but they didn't see anyone losing their lives. The Wing Fire Witch Girl pointed at the distance and said, "Look! These people are all going to the valley, and there are still people who are safe and sound. Are you exaggerating? You're scared!"

The Young Master Canglang just sighed: "Believe it or not! There are tenth-level dragons inside anyway. The barbarian team we sent back came back, with soldiers and generals damaged, and many casualties were killed or injured. They told me in person. How could there be a falsehood?"
Chapter completed!