Chapter: 2815
Whoosh whoosh!
The moment Zhuowen appeared in the forest, the sound of piercing through the air burst out suddenly.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold, and the No. 1 Yang Dao Sword and the Ninth Yang Dao Sword rushed out violently, forming two rounds of blazing phantoms of the scorching sun, surrounding him.
bang bang bang!
Immediately, the sound of piercing the air came, blasting above the two phantoms of the scorching sun, and there were continuous collisions.
However, what surprised Zhuo Wen was that these collisions were extremely weak, and did not cause any slight shaking of the two Dao swords at all.
But Zhuo Wen looked at it in a blink of an eye, only to find that the sound of piercing the sky was actually a simple stone spear, and there was no fluctuation of holy power on the stone spear, it was just an ordinary thing...
At the moment when Zhuo Wen's eyes showed surprise, there was a sound of exclamation from around, and immediately Zhuo Wen saw many figures flickering around, looking quite strange.
What surprised Zhuo Wen even more was that these flickering figures did not have any aura of holy power, as if they were ordinary people.
The moment Zhuo Wen revealed the first Yang Dao sword and the Ninth Yang Dao sword, the surrounding figures all showed fear, and immediately they all scattered and fled towards the depths of the dense forest.
Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes, stepped forward with one step, and instantly rushed to the nearest person, with a touch of his right hand, holy power gushed out, and this person was imprisoned here.
Zhuo Wen looked at the person in front of him up and down, and found that the person was dressed in a very strange outfit, wearing animal skin clothes, with turquoise patterns drawn on his body.
The moment he was imprisoned in place by Zhuowen, this person's eyes showed fear, his lips squirmed, and he uttered strange words, which made Zhuowen frown slightly, and he didn't understand the language this person spoke at all.
"An ancient language?"
Suddenly, Xiao Hei, who was hidden in the sea of ??consciousness, suddenly turned into a black awn, darted to Zhuo Wen's shoulder, and stared at the animal skin man in front of him suspiciously.
"What is he talking about? Is the ancient language the language of the ancient times?"
Zhuo Wen's eyes showed surprise, and he immediately stared at Xiao Hei on his shoulder and asked in surprise.
Xiao Hei nodded repeatedly and said: "This person is just begging for mercy, but what I am surprised about is how this person can know the ancient language. Generally speaking, after the catastrophe in the ancient times, except for some who survived the ancient language. Few people understand it now, except for the old monsters."
"Moreover, the person in front of me has no aura of holy power. He is obviously a warrior who has not yet become a saint, and the aura on his body is even weaker. It is unbelievable that such an ordinary existence can know the ancient language." Xiao Hei frowned slightly and said. .
Perhaps feeling the astonishment in Zhuo Wen's eyes, Xiao Hei waved his little paw, and suddenly a black light flashed out, sinking into the center of Zhuo Wen's eyebrows.
"This is the basic grammar of the ancient language. You should be able to understand the ancient language after learning it." Xiao Hei said calmly.
Zhuo Wen roughly browsed the grammar of the ancient language passed down by Fan Xiaohei. With his current state and cultivation base, he can basically master most of the grammar of the ancient language.
But Zhuo Wen could barely understand the words of the animal skin man in front of him.
"Where is this place?" Zhuo Wen asked a little jerky in the ancient language.
The animal-skinned man stared at Zhuo Wen in fear, and said, "Phantom god...you are phantom god? Please don't kill me..."
Speaking of the animal skin, the man immediately knelt on the ground, trembling, and finally muttered the name of the phantom god.
Staring at the performance of the animal skin man in front of him, Zhuo Wen frowned slightly. He had no impression of the phantom god that the animal skin man was talking about, and he didn't even know what it meant.
"I won't kill you, tell me where is this place?" Zhuo Wen asked lightly with flickering eyes.
The animal-skinned man looked at Zhuo Wen stealthily, and when he found that Zhuo Wen did not intend to kill him, the fear in his heart eased a lot, but at the same time, he felt quite doubtful about Zhuo Wen's question.
However, in order not to offend the "phantom god" he was talking about in front of him, he naturally replied honestly: "The villain is a member of the Qintian tribe among the three tribes..."
Following the story of the animal skin man, Zhuo Wen got a general understanding of the situation here. There are three tribes in this place, and each tribe has thousands of people. The three tribes check and balance each other.
More importantly, although these three tribes check and balance each other, each tribe has a mission in their hearts, and that is to protect the sacrificial tower in the center of the three tribes.
This sacrificial tower is said to be the ancestral treasure passed down from their ancestors, and it needs to be guarded by their people for generations.
As for where this place is, the animal-skin man himself can't tell clearly, but Zhuo Wen knows that this place is definitely not Middle Earth, and he can't tell where it is.
"Although the person in front of him has no aura of holy power, his physical body is quite strong, and his physical fitness is much stronger than that of ordinary warriors."
Zhuo Wen secretly thought in his heart, he has developed a strong interest in this place, and what happened to the teleportation array back then? How could he be sent here? What is this place?
"Take me to your tribe." Zhuo Wen said indifferently.
The animal skin man's pupils narrowed slightly, and his lips trembled slightly: "Our tribe does not allow phantom gods to enter. If you go to the tribe, we will all be killed by the tribe's people."
Zhuo Wen stared at the animal skin man coldly, and said indifferently: "If you don't want to die now, then take me there."
The animal-skinned man trembled in his heart, and finally bit the bullet and said: "No, the tribe will never allow phantom gods to enter. Once phantom gods mix into the tribe, it will cause a terrible disaster. Although I am afraid of death, I will not go there." Harm the tribe." JrNovels.com
The moment Zhuowen appeared in the forest, the sound of piercing through the air burst out suddenly.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold, and the No. 1 Yang Dao Sword and the Ninth Yang Dao Sword rushed out violently, forming two rounds of blazing phantoms of the scorching sun, surrounding him.
bang bang bang!
Immediately, the sound of piercing the air came, blasting above the two phantoms of the scorching sun, and there were continuous collisions.
However, what surprised Zhuo Wen was that these collisions were extremely weak, and did not cause any slight shaking of the two Dao swords at all.
But Zhuo Wen looked at it in a blink of an eye, only to find that the sound of piercing the sky was actually a simple stone spear, and there was no fluctuation of holy power on the stone spear, it was just an ordinary thing...
At the moment when Zhuo Wen's eyes showed surprise, there was a sound of exclamation from around, and immediately Zhuo Wen saw many figures flickering around, looking quite strange.
What surprised Zhuo Wen even more was that these flickering figures did not have any aura of holy power, as if they were ordinary people.
The moment Zhuo Wen revealed the first Yang Dao sword and the Ninth Yang Dao sword, the surrounding figures all showed fear, and immediately they all scattered and fled towards the depths of the dense forest.
Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes, stepped forward with one step, and instantly rushed to the nearest person, with a touch of his right hand, holy power gushed out, and this person was imprisoned here.
Zhuo Wen looked at the person in front of him up and down, and found that the person was dressed in a very strange outfit, wearing animal skin clothes, with turquoise patterns drawn on his body.
The moment he was imprisoned in place by Zhuowen, this person's eyes showed fear, his lips squirmed, and he uttered strange words, which made Zhuowen frown slightly, and he didn't understand the language this person spoke at all.
"An ancient language?"
Suddenly, Xiao Hei, who was hidden in the sea of ??consciousness, suddenly turned into a black awn, darted to Zhuo Wen's shoulder, and stared at the animal skin man in front of him suspiciously.
"What is he talking about? Is the ancient language the language of the ancient times?"
Zhuo Wen's eyes showed surprise, and he immediately stared at Xiao Hei on his shoulder and asked in surprise.
Xiao Hei nodded repeatedly and said: "This person is just begging for mercy, but what I am surprised about is how this person can know the ancient language. Generally speaking, after the catastrophe in the ancient times, except for some who survived the ancient language. Few people understand it now, except for the old monsters."
"Moreover, the person in front of me has no aura of holy power. He is obviously a warrior who has not yet become a saint, and the aura on his body is even weaker. It is unbelievable that such an ordinary existence can know the ancient language." Xiao Hei frowned slightly and said. .
Perhaps feeling the astonishment in Zhuo Wen's eyes, Xiao Hei waved his little paw, and suddenly a black light flashed out, sinking into the center of Zhuo Wen's eyebrows.
"This is the basic grammar of the ancient language. You should be able to understand the ancient language after learning it." Xiao Hei said calmly.
Zhuo Wen roughly browsed the grammar of the ancient language passed down by Fan Xiaohei. With his current state and cultivation base, he can basically master most of the grammar of the ancient language.
But Zhuo Wen could barely understand the words of the animal skin man in front of him.
"Where is this place?" Zhuo Wen asked a little jerky in the ancient language.
The animal-skinned man stared at Zhuo Wen in fear, and said, "Phantom god...you are phantom god? Please don't kill me..."
Speaking of the animal skin, the man immediately knelt on the ground, trembling, and finally muttered the name of the phantom god.
Staring at the performance of the animal skin man in front of him, Zhuo Wen frowned slightly. He had no impression of the phantom god that the animal skin man was talking about, and he didn't even know what it meant.
"I won't kill you, tell me where is this place?" Zhuo Wen asked lightly with flickering eyes.
The animal-skinned man looked at Zhuo Wen stealthily, and when he found that Zhuo Wen did not intend to kill him, the fear in his heart eased a lot, but at the same time, he felt quite doubtful about Zhuo Wen's question.
However, in order not to offend the "phantom god" he was talking about in front of him, he naturally replied honestly: "The villain is a member of the Qintian tribe among the three tribes..."
Following the story of the animal skin man, Zhuo Wen got a general understanding of the situation here. There are three tribes in this place, and each tribe has thousands of people. The three tribes check and balance each other.
More importantly, although these three tribes check and balance each other, each tribe has a mission in their hearts, and that is to protect the sacrificial tower in the center of the three tribes.
This sacrificial tower is said to be the ancestral treasure passed down from their ancestors, and it needs to be guarded by their people for generations.
As for where this place is, the animal-skin man himself can't tell clearly, but Zhuo Wen knows that this place is definitely not Middle Earth, and he can't tell where it is.
"Although the person in front of him has no aura of holy power, his physical body is quite strong, and his physical fitness is much stronger than that of ordinary warriors."
Zhuo Wen secretly thought in his heart, he has developed a strong interest in this place, and what happened to the teleportation array back then? How could he be sent here? What is this place?
"Take me to your tribe." Zhuo Wen said indifferently.
The animal skin man's pupils narrowed slightly, and his lips trembled slightly: "Our tribe does not allow phantom gods to enter. If you go to the tribe, we will all be killed by the tribe's people."
Zhuo Wen stared at the animal skin man coldly, and said indifferently: "If you don't want to die now, then take me there."
The animal-skinned man trembled in his heart, and finally bit the bullet and said: "No, the tribe will never allow phantom gods to enter. Once phantom gods mix into the tribe, it will cause a terrible disaster. Although I am afraid of death, I will not go there." Harm the tribe." JrNovels.com
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