Vol 5 Chapter 824: Western road

The Wudu tribe, one of the large tribes of the Western Wilderness, has a good relationship with the yak tribe. Even the transmission array within its family is connected to the yak tribe.
Although within the large tribes, the five poisonous tribes are not particularly top-notch, but they are also extraordinary. The monks who have the peak of spirituality in the tribe sit in the town, and the spiritual monk who owns it is no less than twenty or thirty. people!
At the moment, in the Wudu tribe, a tense atmosphere is constantly spreading. Many monks in the entire tribe are surrounded by the transmission method, which seems to be waiting for something.
"You said, is that guy really so powerful? Don't go back and die in the hands of the yak tribe, and let us live a busy life."
"Hey, people who can be killed by a Taoist monk to kill the immortal, use the knee to think about it and know that it is absolutely not normal."
"I don't think it is necessary. Although their yak tribes are not as good as our five poisonous tribes, their strength is not weak. Even if they are half-step ancestors, it would not be easy to get hard to come over..."
In the many five-drug tribes, a series of private voices sounded one after another. Except for the nervousness of a few monks, the faces of the rest of the people were as usual, and there was not much concern.
In the sky above the many monks, there are five old people sitting on top of the clouds. These five old people are wearing five-color robes. Although the colors are different, the faint pressure in their bodies is extremely powerful. Far beyond the ordinary half-step ancestors!
"If there is no guess, the guy should be coming soon."
Among the five old people, an old man with a stenciled print on his face blinked and suddenly said.
"Hey, if that guy really can come to our five poisonous tribes, it can only show that their yak tribes are too useless." Another old man with a red scorpion on his head sneered, his voice hoarse. .
"That is the killing of the immortal, which is equivalent to a patriarchal monk's human feelings. Even if he knows that the person is extraordinary, their yak tribe will not give up easily. It is a pity that in the end, it is necessary to cheapen our five poisonous tribes."
On the far left side of the five old men, an old man with a shoulder on his shoulder smiled slightly. When he spoke, he touched his shoulder with his hand, and the blood on his hand immediately became transparent.
"This is also good, as long as the guy is killed, you can let the Taoist monks owe a favor, so that the next wave of sand, our five poison tribes will have a big advantage, then it will become a large The head of the tribe is not impossible!"
Among the five old people, the oldest man with the most chilly breath faintly opened his mouth, and there was a scarlet long core spit out in his mouth, like a poisonous snake.
In addition to these four people, the oldest person in the middle of the skin is gray and black, and the whole person's eyes are full of dark yellow color, just like a human-shaped gecko, just about to open the mouth, suddenly a look.
"coming!"
The voice of the old man just fell, and the original calm transmission method immediately illuminates the dazzling light, and when the violent light flashes, the many monks in this place are surprised.
"No? Is it really that guy?"
When the eyes of the suspected gaze looked toward the transmission circle, the monks of the five poisonous tribes were also nervous.
"Architecture!!"
In the sky, the old man like a lizard snorted, and when the sound rolled out, the many monks below immediately moved quickly.
A strand of spiritual power sprang up, just like a five-color sea, instantly enveloped the whole world, and in the center of this five-color ocean, it is the five old people in the sky.
"Five spirits are now!"
When the five low-sounding voices sounded one after another, the bodies of the five old men swelled up. In a twinkling of an eye, they were turned into five monsters, and they were exactly the same as the totems of the five poisonous tribes!
Almost at the same time as the five poisonous monsters are transformed into a shape, from the transmission array method, two figures of a man and a woman are out, it is Luo Yang and Han Yuer!
"It’s really a surprise for Luo. Your five poisonous tribes are even ready for the welcome ceremony..."
After the quick sweep of the eyes swept through the world, Luo Yang’s face was as usual, not only did not panic, but a light smile.
As for the chilling child who walked out with him, the pretty face at the moment is already white, even if she has a spiritual world, she can face the lineup of the five poison tribes. Feel guilty.
"Welcome ceremony? Yes, we are really welcoming you. Just... you are welcome to die in our five poison tribes!"
In the middle of the air, on the bright red scorpion, an old face emerged, and a sneer said.
"Don't talk nonsense with him, just take him down!"
Waiting for Royan to pick up the words, the dark yellow gecko is a cold opening, and the huge double eyes are exudes a sense of color.
"Coincident, Luo does not like nonsense. If this is the case, then let Luo take a look at your skills."
Luo Yang's look is unchanged, faintly open, and the foot is taken out next, and the whole person walks out from the transmission method.
Until now, the people of the five poison tribes saw the appearance of Luo Yang, and they even saw it clearly. Above Luo Yang’s head, there was a ‘kill’ word.
Just different from the previous one, the current ‘kill’ word seems to be more intense, like a blood filled with scarlet, exudes endless blood and temperament, and even has begun to become a dark red color!
What is even more striking is that with Luo Yang's stepping out, the suffocation in his body is also swept out in an instant. The horrible killing makes many monks in this place tremble, as if they have seen the scene of blood flowing into the river. Even the five old men who turned into beasts couldn't help but jump.
"This... this kid is weird! Come together!!"
The old man who was headed screamed, the huge body rushed out, and a pair of sharp minions shot toward Luo Yang. A horrible repair was not reserved, just like tearing the world.
The other four people saw each other, but they also swayed and turned into four cold rays, and went straight to Luo Yang to kill.
Feeling the horror of the five people, Luo Yang’s eyes flashed, he could clearly see that although the cultivation of these five people is only half-step ancestor, the real strength is already accurate. Even the original Lingmu robbery was far less horrible than the five people!
"The repair of the quasi-dao level, this is the special thing of the Western Expedition..." Luo Yang's eyes passed by, and muttered thoughtfully.