"Miliang Mountain suddenly appeared vibration maybe …" Hu-day suddenly thought that he had previously buried those witch warriors in Miliang Mountain.
When he went to find out his knowledge, he saw a figure standing at the foot of Miliang Mountain. Although he was still standing in the trough, he looked weak, but he exuded a fierce and tough atmosphere, but people never dared to despise him.
There is no doubt that this is a witch warrior!
"I finally didn’t live up to Meng Gang’s resurrection of members of the Wu clan. I really did it." Hu Tianxin suddenly felt a sense of joy.
At that time, he personally promised Meng Gang to revive the Magic Witch clan. Now, although he can’t finish the calculation and fulfill his original promise, he is not far from real success.
A confused look appeared on his face. The new witch warrior looked down at the deep pit of his feet before he woke up from the darkness and struggled to break through the ground.
"I this is how to return a responsibility? Where are you? " He muttered something about witchcraft and looked around.
This is a dark mountain, which exudes the breath of eternity, vastness, heaven and earth, and natural avenues. Large white clouds add a bit of mystery to the majestic mountain.
The witch warrior looked around and couldn’t help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. He felt a kind of coercion in the air, and the pressure in his heart was reborn.
Suddenly, not far from him, he broke the land with one hand and stretched out his five fingers to the maximum.
The witch warrior trembled all over, but then he was beaming. Before he ran, he grabbed the hand and yanked its owner out of the ground.
This is another witch.
After experiencing confusion and shock of adaptation, the second witch warrior talked with the first one. This strange environment was faintly filled with a form of pressure, and both of them mumbled and lowered their voices.
Followed by the third and fourth …
A moment later, together with the first witch tribe, a total of 15 witch warriors were resurrected. They all built bronze steps, but their battle-hardened breath was connected into a piece, which made Hu Tian look down and admire an elite.
In the Yuan and Gu Dynasties, there was a scuffle between the four innate races, from which one was born naturally and not a hundred soldiers.
With the increase of the number of resurrected Wu warriors, they gradually became strong. A group of people got together and discussed for a while, and decided to climb Miliang Mountain to detect the surrounding environment.
Then they divided into two teams, one of whom stayed to see if any other members of the witch tribe were resurrected, while the other pair climbed cautiously towards the summit of Miliang Mountain.
Looking at this group of witch warriors, like ants climbing a topped rice mountain, Hu Tian suddenly felt very interesting. This feeling of commanding and overlooking the whole life was novel, interesting and fascinated him.
Climbing halfway up the mountain, the members of this group of witches suddenly looked at a large vibrant witch rice field with a shock.
Their faces froze in shock for a long time before they shouted ecstasy and cheers. Some people mumbled with excitement. Some people shed tears and trembled, while others ran directly to Wumi.
Obviously, they recognized the origin of Wumi, so they were so excited that Hu-day looked at them funny and didn’t stop them from stepping into Wumi field.
Miliang Mountain is the treasure he owns, and here he is the real thing.
Bang, the light suddenly flashed.
The witch warrior who ran towards Wumi seemed to hit a layer of breathable wall. The strong anti-shock force made the witch warrior fly backwards like a ball and hit the people behind him. He immediately fell down and fell together.
This change made the members of the Wu clan in the place indecisive and uncertain, and immediately became cautious. The fighting spirit erupted and Hu Tian couldn’t help secretly nodding his head with satisfaction when he saw their performance.
After a short time, there was no change, and the warriors of the witch tribe were just a little nervous. The posture was that the alert expression in their eyes was rich and condensed.
They carefully re-explored Wumi, and finally found that Wumi was surrounded by a circle of walls, which made them feel discouraged.
The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
With these wumi, they can quickly restore their strength, but now they can see it but can’t touch it
Some witches are so angry that they stamp their feet and swear, some sit down and become dejected and despondent, while others seem to have the image of continuing to climb to the summit.
All living beings are performing vividly and fresh in front of them, which makes Hu Tian look interesting and interesting.
But in this step, he doesn’t intend to continue to look. After protecting the witch rice in Milian Mountain, he withdrew his mind and sent Meng Gang to tell the situation.
Section 12 New pattern of alliance
"Chief of the clan, your great kindness is unforgettable!" The tough and decisive tough guy suddenly burst into tears when he heard the good news and gave Hu Tian a deep thanks.
"I’m going to set up a’ witch gate’ in the Junma clan, which has the same status as the sword gate, the Dan gate and the cultivation gate. You are the master of the gate. I hope that you can control the clan and live in harmony with others in the future. It is possible to set up a’ witch gate’ and a’ pan gate’ in the future, regardless of the past."
Hu-day to MengGang a good living calm but don’t want this sentence to MengGang heart vibration is much bigger than he expected.
"I can’t believe that the four clans have merged … the heads of families have such great ambitions!" Meng Gang was shocked by the waves in his heart and was really moved by Hu Tian’s heroic spirit.
"In the past, during the Four-Family War, there were also talented people who raised the expectation of peaceful reunification and hoped that the four families would be peaceful. Unfortunately, none of them were realized in the mirror of the moon in a castle in the water."
Meng Gang looked at Hu Tianyi and Shuang Hu, but there was no focus. Immersed in the memories, he showed deep nostalgia.
How many heroes emerged in the scuffle between the four clans in Yuan and Gu Dynasties! For example, there are more than ten holy figures such as the Great Sage of Fan Dust. It is an era of changeable situation and picturesque scenery, an era in which later generations will be full of blood with a little association.
But even if the overlord of that era emerged in waves, such as the vast stars shining at night, no one could achieve the great cause of the reunification of the four families!
Meng Gang’s eyes are glowing, and he stares at Hu Tian as if he were looking at him again, admiring him and feeling more hopeful at the same time.
The integration of four ethnic groups was once a fantasy, but the strong hatred in this era has almost been washed away by time, and it seems that it is not too difficult for four ethnic groups to live in peace …
"The patriarch is willing to contribute to the great cause of the integration of the four families!" Meng Gang’s figure reveals an exciting feeling.
Hu-day was stared at by him, and he didn’t quite wave his hand. "This … I’m just saying it. The pan door and the pattern I imagined are just simply trying to increase the strength of the clan."
Speaking of which, he looked at Menggang only to see that the latter was still a pair of shining eyes and full of blood.
With a wry smile, he shook his head and turned to Hu-day. "Don’t say that. You go to Milian Mountain to gather these witches."
"It’s the patriarch!" The sound of Meng Gang is crisp and loud as never before.
Meng Gang was originally a leader of the Magic Witch clan, and the people had high hopes to persuade these witch warriors, although there were some minor twists and turns, but it hurt a lot.
Six days later, Wumen was officially established. At the beginning, there were ten masters together with Meng Gang.
However, in the following days, Miliang Mountain ushered in the peak of witch resurrection, and almost every day, nearly 100 witch warriors were resurrected from their deep sleep.
Half a month later, most of the witches buried in Miliang Mountain were successfully resurrected, but they were assimilated into pure nutrients by Miliang Mountain.
Such changes are just expected. After all, the witch family has been sleeping for so long, naturally some people can’t hold on to real death, but being able to die in the holy mountain is also the most glorious place for them.
Miliang Mountain, also known as Wushan Mountain, is the sacred mountain in the eyes of the witches, and Hu Tianze, who holds the sacred mountain, is secretly honored as a big sacrifice by these resurrected witch warriors.
Miliang Mountain is the joint efforts of the Witch and Terran to build the Terran and the Witch in the original control of this mountain, so even though Hu Tian is a Terran Witch, his status is as high as Meng Gang’s.
However, these witches are still bitter about the attitude of others in Junma clan. Obviously, this kind of thing, like wine, needs to be brewed when it is mixed to develop slowly.
Hu-day also don’t try so hard to connect to this he will focus on the flying thunder Yin mother ship.
It has been two months since the battle of Tianguang Temple, and the mother ship of Feileiyin has been renovated completely but has not really changed.
Those parts salvaged from the battlefield are being repaired and rebuilt day and night by Alakazam’s robot.
It is worth noting that Mo Chenhui took the initiative to participate in this matter, and her serious and positive attitude not only greatly accelerated the progress, but also often pointed out that a bunch of people in the machine door were waiting for her. The extraordinary talent of the Mohist school naturally made Alakazam and other people’s congresses look at it in a similar way