Located in the west of the Southern Wilderness, more than 3,000 miles away from the Mischia and Cloud Valley, there is a vast mountainous area covered by thick miasma.

In this mountainous area, ordinary monsters dare not enter, but there are a large number of natives living in it, which is the Chili tribe.

At this moment, inside a palace dug out of the mountains, a strong man like an iron tower sat on a stone chair. The ground in front of him was full of discarded bones, including wild animals and humans.

The big man grabbed a wine glass made of skulls on the stone table, took a big sip. The wine glass contained not wine, but human blood.

The man threw the wine glass out maniacly and smashed it on an indigenous person kneeling in front of him, smashing his head to pieces.

"Human Emperor...How could there be such a powerful man in the dynasty, even the high priest was killed by him?"

The big man let out a roar, like a crazy beast.

This Han Han of Chili tribe was the lord of Chili tribe, one of the three major vassal kings in the Southern Desert, and was named King Li by the dynasty.

The high priest he mentioned was the leader of the Witch God Sect. The news that he was killed in Fengrong's tribe had already spread to Chili's tribe.

Buzz! A cow head hung on the wall of the cave, and a blood-red light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"The Witch God actually came in person!"

King Li was both surprised and happy, and grabbed the bull's head in the air, and his consciousness sinks into it.

After a while, King Li walked out of the cave, swayed, and teleported directly from Chili's tribe. When he appeared again, he had already arrived above the Mischia Cloud Valley.

"What happened?"

King Li swept his eyes on the ground and immediately saw a messy earth, with shock in his eyes.

After hesitating for a moment, King Li plunged into the thick black fog and entered the miasma cloud valley.

The deepest part of the miasma cloud valley is filled with a rich miasma, with less than three feet of sight reaching, and all life is extinct, just like a forbidden place for life.

"Greetings to Lord Witch God!"

As violent as a savage, the rebellious King Li knelt respectfully on the ground and shouted loudly towards the front.

A moment later, a heavy footsteps came from the depths of the miasma. The miasma around him rolled violently, and a giant three thousand feet tall walked towards King Li. Every step he took was the earth and the mountains.

"Gourmet to the Witch God!"

King Li trembled all over and knelt on the ground and didn't dare to move.

After a while, the witch god did not react. King Li couldn't help but be surprised and raised his head.

Scream! The frenzy formed by sword shadows gathering instantly enveloped King Li.

King Li is also a high-level Dou Emperor, and is a little stronger than King Nanning. However, under the sharp sword energy, he had no power to resist. He had only had time to scream and was strangled into meat sauce.

There was no witch god in front of him, but a young man, Zhuo Buqun. The giant thing that just appeared was just a transformation from the soul of the puppet dragon.

If King Li dies, Chili's tribe is not a problem, so it will be handed over to Fulong City and Fengrong's tribe directly.

Zhuo Buqun controlled the sword, flew out from the depths of the miasma and clouds, came to the ground, and then broke through the air.

After a long-distance void shuttle, this place is not far from Fulong City.

"Um?"

Zhuo Buqun looked down at the earth and saw many traces of monsters in the mountains and the dense forests.

"Although the plague was solved, the disaster of the Southern Wilderness was still unsolved. Before leaving the Southern Wilderness, we simply solved it together!"

Before the plague broke out, the first riots in the Southern Wilderness were monsters. The monsters that were originally entrenched in the rarely visited mountains appeared in groups and attacked the villages and cities where the natives of the Southern Wilderness lived.

Later, the plague broke out and all the monsters fled. Unexpectedly, the plague was just solved by Zhuo Buqun, and a large number of monsters appeared again.

Zhuo Buqun released the Nanning King Conghuatian Mirror, and immediately organized his tribe members to guard against monsters after returning to Fengrong's army.

The King of Nanning, with shock and awe, bowed to Zhuo Buqun and hurried away.

Zhuo Buqun controlled the sword and rushed towards Fulong City.

Suddenly the sky suddenly darkened, and a green eagle flew past the air, spreading its wings for more than two hundred feet, covering the sun in the air.

"Hey, I didn't expect that I actually encountered this monster!"

Zhuo Buqun looked up and couldn't help but be stunned, showing an unexpected look.

In the sky, the green eagle was walking in the wind, and the speed was incredibly fast.

On the back of the Qingyu, there was a pergola made of animal skin. A young man in a big red robe lay lazily on a soft chair, and behind him stood this powerful blonde old man.

There was also a naked woman who was pounding the legs of the young man. There was a furry tail behind the woman, which was obviously transformed into a monster.

At this time, a roar came from below, and the green eagle's huge body suddenly shook. The woman caught off guard and fell head-on in the arms of the young man.

Puff! The old man behind the young man waved his hand and made a claw mark, grabbed the woman's head, and his brain burst and the body was thrown down directly.

"Qing Diao, do you want to die?"

The blonde old man shouted loudly, and a long bone needle was shaking on Qing Diao's head. Qing Diao made a sarcastic cry of pain.

The young man spoke lightly: "Human fighter?

Go down and take a look, just ask about the situation in Fulong City!”

The green eagle swooped downwards.

"It's indeed the Green Eagle King!"

Zhuo Buqun below saw Qing Diao from afar, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

When he left Wuyuan and arrived at Xingyuan Continent for the first time, he also brought out his three demon kings, and the Qing Diao King was one of them.

The three demon kings went to the Southern Wilderness, but unexpectedly met them here.

Then Zhuo Buqun saw the young man and the old man on the back of the Qing Diao King. At the same time, he also saw that the Qing Diao King had been controlled and his eyebrows were raised.

The Qing Diao King slowly stopped more than 300 feet away from Zhuo Buqun.

"Junior, are you going to Fulong City?"

The blonde old man spoke indifferently, looking tall and above.

“That’s right.”

Zhuo Buqun responded.

The old man was a Douhuang, and the young man was a high-level Douhuang king. Judging from his outfit and appearance, he was not a native of the Southern Wilderness. Judging from his breath, he also contained the breath of the Southern Wilderness. He obviously lived in the Southern Wilderness for a long time.

The blonde old man said lightly: "My young master is going out for training this time. I just need a follower. Look at your appearance, you are still neat. Please follow the young master in the future!"

"Accomplice?"

Zhuo Buqun was stunned, then smiled and said, "I am not interested in being the entourage of this young master, but I am interested in making a deal with you!"

The blonde old man's face darkened, "What kind of thing are you, and you dare to make a deal with the young master?"

It is already a great fortune to let you be the sermon of the young master. Don’t be ungrateful!”

The young man waved his hand, showed an interesting expression, and said, "What deal are you going to do with me?"

Zhuo Buqun pointed to the Qing Diao and said, "This monster has some connection with me. Give it to me, you can offer it at will!"
Chapter completed!