Vol 5 Chapter 801: Zar tribe

The West China is vast and innocent. In this vast desert, there are too many sinister places to be hidden, even if it is as strong as the control of the entire West, the place where it is occupied, it is just the West China. Tenths of the time, there are too many secrets in the entire West China, not being discovered and discovered.
Especially since the 10,000 years, countless monks have been exploring this world, and there is a lot of legendary secrets along with the proliferation of life, and the mysterious West China has become more and more Horror is different!
" According to legend, in the depths of the entire West China, there is a ghost city. The city is a dead soul. If my ordinary people step into it, there is no possibility of living out..."
When the yellow sands of the sky were blowing, a team of slowly moving horses emerged from the yellow sand. At the forefront of the team’s horses, a burly middle-aged man was lowering his voice and pointing to the side. Less young voices said.
These youngsters obviously don't have much experience, and they can't hear the jokes in the man's tone. They can't help but shrink their heads, as if those souls are by their side.
"Hey, what about you, what kind of spirit should we have in the Zar tribe?"
Looking at the uneasy look of these youngsters, the burly man immediately smiled, and the sound passed through the wind and sand of the sky and floated into the rear of the horse and horse, making the names of the guards laugh.
There are not many people in this team, about 50 or so, most of them are monks and meditation monks. Only in front of a carriage in the middle of the team, there is a puppet old man sitting in the middle of the team. The repair is done, and it is the end of Danyang. It is the highest presence among the people.
At this moment, with the continuous advancement of the horses and horses, the wind and sand between the heavens and the earth is gradually getting bigger. When the sky is blowing in the wind, even the flag on the carriage is hunting. Above the banner, the word "Zar" was written.
Looking at the banner that was tumbling in the air, the old man in the carriage was slightly wrinkled, and the old ground showed a worrying color.
"Calculating time, from the time we left the tribe to the present, there is also a five-day effort. If the people of the Nato tribe are slow, they should have discovered our intentions. I am afraid that it will take a long time to send people to chase. Come up." As soon as he thought of the chasing of the Mato tribe, the brow of the old man was wrinkled tightly.
Although their Zar and Mato tribes have always had good contacts, they have a lot of love and friendship, and they have jointly built the city of Zamafang, providing a lot of income for the two tribes.
But with the fall of their Zar tribe chiefs, they lost the only monk of Yuantianjing. Without the guardianship of strength, their Zar tribe became the fat in the eyes of many other tribes. Want to bite a bite, even the Nato tribe is no exception!
"When the patriarchs were still there, how much respect they had for the Mato tribes, but now, it is already too hard to force us to hand over the control of Zamafang City, without any scruples about the past..." The old man of the plain clothes resented and said with a long sigh.
It seems that I heard the sigh of the old man. The curtain of the carriage was slowly picked up. A beautiful woman came out of the carriage. It was Zach Qing, the woman of the Zar tribe.
Behind Zalqing, he followed a white and fat little guy, about five or six years old, and looked very cute.
"The high priest, it is already late to say anything. The immediate priority is to send Taier to the Tianzhu tribe. As long as Taier can successfully pass the selection and become a disciple of their Tianzhu tribe, then our Zar tribe still has hope. !"
Zalqing’s tone is firm, as if he had the determination to break the boat, but there is an anxious and uneasy discomfort.
"What the lady said is that if the people of the Nato tribes are really chasing them up, even if they are fighting this old life, they will certainly protect the safety of the young patriarchs." The plain-clothed old man known as the high priest Nodded, Shen Sheng said.
Zha Qingqing gratefully glanced at the high priest, turned his head and looked at the innocent desert behind him, looking at the black pressed sky, the whole heart was suddenly sinking.
And when her gaze saw the end of the team, an ordinary, seemingly inconspicuous carriage, the eyes only had a bright color flashing.
"Madam, according to the old age, the man's cultivation is only in the middle of Danyang. Even if it is far from the peak of Danyang, there is still a lot of distance. Why do you want to win him at the same price?"
Seeing Zalqing’s gaze stopped at the last carriage of the team. The face of the high priest flashed a trace of doubts and said inexplicably.
"The ten multi-colored condensed crystals were left by the original tribes of the tribe. Although I have never produced a refinery in the past thousands of years, this thing is a hope in the end. Now I am giving it to me." Man, I am afraid it is something wrong?"
The high priest screamed in the opening, and the guards around him changed his face slightly, and his face was surprised.
"Multi-color condensate crystal? Does the lady give that multi-colored condensate crystal to the guy?!"
"Hey, my wife is also ill and ill, so I will be so wrong..."
"Hey, I see that the guy is arrogant, the strength is not as strong as the priest, and the lion is so open. It’s no wonder that on this road, I dare not come out!"
A dissatisfied argument sounded again and again. Many guards’ faces were full of resentment. Even the burly man who was at the forefront of the team was brows and wrinkled. When he turned to look behind the team, he had eyes. Not good looks.
For everyone's arguments, Zarqing also heard it clearly, but she could not explain it. After all, even she herself couldn't help but wonder if her decision was correct.
When the people of the Zar tribe outside were talking about it, in the last carriage of the team, a young man in a black robe sitting on the plate slowly opened his eyes. It was Luo Yang who took the gods back from the outside world!
"I didn't think that this Zar tribe had such troubles, but in the end it was the short hand of the family. If it happened, it would have to be solved for them."
Luo Yang smiled and shook his head. The look on his face was very easy. It was a difficult problem for the Zal tribe. It seemed to be insignificant in Luoyang’s view. With his level of cultivation, if it is not for the multi-color condensate, it will definitely not agree to walk with them.
"However, it is worthwhile to get these ten multi-colored condensate crystals."
When Luo Yang spoke, the right hand shot from the waist, and ten brilliant spar stones immediately flew out, floating in front of him, and it was a multi-colored condensate!