Record of Chaos

　　 The young priest yelled fiercely, spit out a mouthful of blood, and stood up abruptly regardless of the pain on his body.

　　The dagger-like blades all over the snow are cut from sharp bamboo, and each one is one foot long. These bamboo blades almost pierced him into a sieve. But fortunately, the opponent's hand was merciful and did not leave a barb on the bamboo blade. He climbed up desperately, and the bamboo blades pierced into his body were pulled out of his body by him.

　　Although he was bloody, and half of his intestines leaked out from the breach in his abdomen, he drew the dagger and bit it in his mouth, then hurriedly climbed the edge of the sinkhole and climbed up.

　　 The edge of the sinkhole is a solid wooden row made up of many round logs nailed together. It was originally lying above the sinkhole. After the heavy snowfall, the upper area was covered with snow, and it was completely invisible. Someone stepped on the past and couldn't find the problem at all.

　　 There are ropes under the snow that affect these wooden rafts. When their brigade passed by, someone lurked in the snow and pulled the rope. The wooden rafts opened like loose leaves, causing them to fall into the pits that had long been covered with sharp bamboo blades.

　　 The entire Zhuyang Gorge screamed screamingly, it must be more than this place, there should be such traps everywhere. This will not be ready in a day or two. Someone deliberately ambushed them here.

　　He is a priest, one of the backbones of these Cangshou people. He knew that he had to go out alive and use witchcraft to effectively organize the remaining power to resist. He fiercely climbed up the nailed logs. It was freezing cold, and these logs were frozen like ice. But the feeling of numbness from the cold eased the sharp pain in his body.

　　 finally climbed to the edge of the sinkhole and was about to climb to the ground, but he saw several standing black figures appearing in the bright white sky, and a string of mockery pierced his ears. The people standing outside the pit wore animal robes similar to them, except that the animal skins on them were wolf skins, and the color was darker. A blood-red thorn is wrapped around their heads, which is very eye-catching.

　　 "Red thorns!" He felt cold. These people laughed wildly with mocking faces, while struggling to pierce the spears in their hands against him.

　　 The original silver-clad Zhuyangxia has long been turned into a slaughterhouse. One after another, blood-colored pits burst out like blossoms on the narrow snow. Xuedi jumped out of many spearmen from the Redthorn tribe wearing black animal skins, smashed those who had not fallen into the pit one by one, or pushed them into the pit.

　　 The only lucky thing is that it was the vanguard of the Cangcao Department that fell into the pit. The main force in the center and the backing, women and children are still intact. Mu cut immediately ordered the broken team to come forward to resist the Redthorns, temporarily throwing down the baggage, and covering the women and children to retreat.

　　 "You take twenty people, and you drive down the **** with you Xianzun's car, don't fall into the siege!"

　　 With their familiarity with the different paths of the demon world, they are not afraid of encountering powerful wild demon. They are not afraid of interception by the monster tribes. Because these human beings don't have much aura in their flesh and blood, it won't have much value if they swallow them. In addition, all major tribes have clear regulations that they must not attack blood refiners, otherwise they will be against the entire demon world.

　　 Even fierce monsters rarely rob them. This is because when they have blood spirit stones, they are often born dependent on the monster tribe, and the monster bandits cannot rob. And they are impoverished in their migration, and it makes no sense to rob them. What's more, they are not without resistance.

　　 The most feared of blood refining people is the other blood refining tribes who are also human. This is because the animal tide resources are limited. If others eat more, you naturally have to eat less. If you want to have an exclusive share, the best way is to destroy others and annex them.

　　The demon tribes that rule the demon world never interfere with the **** battles and annexations of the blood-smelting tribes during their migration. They will not attack the blood refiners, but they will never stop them from killing each other.

　　 This is because they don't want to offend one blood refining tribe because of another blood refining tribe. At the same time, the looting and annexation between these tribes also led to the exchange and integration of blood alchemy techniques, making the blood alchemy techniques of the remaining blood alchemy tribes more and more refined, and the quality of blood spirit stones is getting higher .

　　They are not worried that the blood refiners will eventually unify into a tribe and monopolize the entire industry. Because once the blood-refining tribe becomes very big, it will quickly split into small tribes. Even if they did not split, the Yaozu would try to split them.

　　The little priest with red thorns in a black robe stood at the top of the canyon, looking at the pig sheep gorge that had gradually turned into a river of blood. The continuous screams sounded incomparably pleasing to him, just like an ode to his great achievements. He is young and promising, and he has not yet taken the position of young priest, eager to prove his wise martial arts.

　　 There was a man younger than him beside him. Although his face was still a little childish, his eyes flashed with bloodthirsty arrogance and bravery. He has a wide chin, his lips slightly opened slightly uncontrollably, his hands tightly holding a large knife with cold light, and he wanted to rush out immediately.

　　 "The large group of people behind them all evacuated. I will take someone to chase after them!" This person is the young master of the Redthorn tribe.

　　 They are a young priest and a young chief, and they brought a group of youthful young men here to set up traps to intercept the Cangsao Department, somewhat self-assertive.

　　 "No need." The young priest's slender eyes raised slightly, his eyebrows fluttered like a sharp blade, and he sneered:

　　 "As long as they can't get through the Zhuyang Gorge, the beast tide will come in a few days. They are bound to die if they are trapped in the forest. If they go back, they are hitting the beast tide. If they don't want to be swallowed up by the beast tide, they can only obediently surrender.

　　 "When the time comes, you will kill all their men. The remaining old people and women will stay and take them back. No one can compare this masterpiece with us. Even the older generation can't compare it!"

　　 Chief Shao opened his nose, arched his eyebrows, and opened his mouth wider, revealing a pair of tiger teeth, and exhaled silently. The famous Cangsao tribe in the blood refining tribe was actually annihilated by them, which of course was a masterpiece. Even those old guys who often teach him will also be shocked and speechless.

　　The problem is that he is brave and useless. Before it was his turn to act, the Cangsao tribe was already defeated. Everything is the merit of the little priest and has little to do with him. At that time, his only role was to kill the men who disarmed, no different from a butcher.

　　 At this time, the young priest suddenly changed his face. When he saw the large army of Cangshou people retreating to the dense forest on the mountainside, a group of people pushed an exquisite car directly to a path, and was retreating down the mountain. This attracted his attention.

　　 The car is carved from black mahogany, the atmosphere is exquisite, and the style of the blood-refining tribe is completely different. The last time he saw this kind of car, it was the goods consigned by a blood-smelting tribe from a certain demon clan family.

　　 The demon cultivators move or transport goods between the tribes of the demon world almost through the teleportation array ~www.readwn.com~ but the teleportation array is expensive and is strictly controlled by the teleportation array entering and leaving the tribe. If there is something that needs to be transported secretly, it can only be carried by the caravan of the Xijia people at a high price or the blood-smelting tribe entrusted to migrate.

　　 He once heard people mention that this kind of goods is generally extremely precious, and the origins are not straightforward. Even if someone is robbed halfway, in most cases the owner will swallow his breath.

Thinking of this, the young priest turned his gaze, revealing a fiery color, and said to the young master who had been eager for a long time: "You take people to intercept that team. As long as there are living people, they will be killed. Don't leave one. Leaking wind. Things are left, you and I are divided equally."

　　 The young chief snorted, then swiped a big knife in his hand, and brought a group of his men onto the snowboard, sliding down the **** like the wind, leaving a series of scratches on the snow-white hillside.

　　 At this time, a group of straw men had already carried the heavy car into a secluded forest and snow. The killing and screams were far away. They thought that this place was far enough away from the battlefield, so they put the car down, and then a circle of people knelt down and bowed. One of them said sincerely:

"Everyone is the gods, my Cangsao tribe was ordered by the crane tribe to **** you to Mian Evil Mountain, and we should have died. But my tribe suffered a sudden catastrophe, and now it is hard to protect ourselves. If you continue to stay in our tribe In the team, I am afraid that the innocent will be harmed. I have to send you to this place. Please leave as soon as possible, and go to the evil mountain by yourself."

　　 After he finished speaking, he paid a visit to the head again, and before waiting for the Xianzun to reply, he and the others turned around and left.

　　 Different from the imagination of the young priest of the Redthorn Department, there is no priceless goods in the car, but three men, one woman and four monks. They are not others, they are just the four of Gou, Mu, Mu Fei and Tong Yao who pretend to be from the Crane tribe and sneak to Mian'eshan secretly!