"Although the old man is the patriarch of the Qintian tribe, he has never entered the ancestral land, because the ancestral land has become a place where phantom gods live together, and it has become a real taboo place. Among the three major tribes, it is only a matter of talk. danger."

Zhuo Wen frowned slightly. From what Miao Ye said, the number of phantom gods in the ancestral land should be extremely large, far exceeding hundreds.

"Are there a lot of phantom gods in human form?" Zhuo Wen asked in a deep voice.

Miao Ye shook his head and said, "The number of phantom gods in human form is extremely rare. Over the years, I have only seen them twice."

Zhuo Wen nodded, the human-shaped phantom god is too smart, and can command other phantom gods, the threat is not small.

If the humanoid phantom god had brought thousands of alien beast phantom gods before, even Zhuo Wen might not be able to resist it so easily.

However, the question before Zhuowen now is, how many phantom gods are there in the ancestral land? After all, Miao Ye has never entered the ancestral land, so he doesn't know the specific situation there.

"Take me to the ancestral land!" Zhuo Wen decided to enter the ancestral land to investigate.

Hearing this, Miao Ye was taken aback. He stared at Zhuo Wen, and said in a trembling voice: "My lord, you can't easily enter the ancestral land. The patriarchs of our three major tribes are the most typical examples. That is the lair of the phantom god. dangerous."

Zhuo Wen waved his hand and said, "If you don't dare to go, you can tell me where the ancestral land is, and I'll go and have a look by myself."

Seeing Zhuo Wen's stubbornness, Miao Ye's eyes flickered, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I will risk my life to accompany you to the ancestral land, but before that, I hope you can help me repair the God Lock Formation in the tribe. good."

"If you have the prototype of the God Locking Formation, it's not difficult to repair it." Zhuo Wen said lightly.

"Then thank you, sir." Miao Ye said energetically.

For the next few days, Zhuo Wen basically stayed in the Qin Tian Tribe to help Miao Ye repair the God Lock Formation.

Because Zhuo Wen mastered the ban on curse-eating, his understanding of the ban was not comparable to that of ordinary arcanists, so after seeing the prototype of the God-locking Formation, he quickly repaired the God-locking Formation of the Qintian Tribe.

After the restoration of the God Lock Formation, everyone in the Qin Tian Tribe showed even more awe and reverence for Zhuo Wen.

"Let's go!"

Zhuo Wen glanced at Miao Ye, and with a wave of his sleeve, the holy power swept across and rolled up Miao Ye, while he turned into a long rainbow and disappeared in the Qintian tribe in an instant.

Under Miao Ye's guidance, the two of them soon came to the cluster of mountain peaks in the center of the three tribes.

After passing through one mountain after another, Zhuo Wen finally took Miao Ye and hovered over the center of the countless peaks. There was a rather large flat place there, but this place was occupied by a huge black hole.

Inside the black hole, countless mist surged.

The moment Zhuowen flew into the sky, in the turbulent mist, a pair of scarlet eyes opened, staring coldly at Zhuowen above.

"This is the ancestral land!"

Sensing the scarlet eyes below, Miao Ye trembled all over, his heart full of fear.

"Get out of here first!"

Zhuo Wen nodded slightly to Miao Ye, and immediately rolled up his sleeves, and a gust of wind took Miao Ye away, away from this place.

Whoosh whoosh!

After Zhuo Wen sent Miao Ye away, the scarlet eyes in the black hole suddenly burst out with terrifying murderous intent, and then strange beasts rushed out of the mist with terrifying roars, densely packed and extremely terrifying.

"All are phantom gods!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed slightly, and there were nearly a hundred phantom gods who had thrown out in such an instant, and Zhuo Wen could still feel that there were still many phantom gods under the black hole.

At the moment when the phantom god came from below, Zhuo Wen displayed his thunder wings, and 30,000 drops of Huangquan water condensed into three death needles of Huangquan, surrounding him.

At this moment, Zhuowen didn't intend to confront these phantom gods head-on, but the hundred-foot-long thunder wings snapped together, wrapped Zhuowen inside, and formed a round egg that spread thunder.

Whoosh!

The void and explosive steps lingered on the surface of the round egg, and immediately the round egg ignored the countless phantom gods rushing from below, and plunged towards the depths of the black hole, sweeping endless violent wind sounds.

The three death needles from the underworld are like the most loyal guards. During the process of the round thunder egg falling into the depths of the black hole, those who dare to stop the round thunder egg will be killed and annihilated by the death needles from the underworld.

The speed of the thunder ball was extremely fast, it broke through the barrier of the phantom god in the blink of an eye, entered the black mist, and then continued to sink.

Zhuo Wen, who was wrapped in Lei Yi, could naturally see the surrounding environment clearly through Lei Yi.

He was surprised to find that the inside of the black hole was actually divided into layers, and the more layers there were, the more phantom gods would appear.

When Zhuowen appeared on the ninth floor, the number of phantom gods had reached thousands. With so many phantom gods densely packed on the ninth floor, the speed of Zhuowen's fall was also extremely slowing down.

And at the corner of the ninth floor, a black-robed woman came out from the black mist, her beautiful eyes stared coldly at the round thunder egg wrapped in thunder wings. JrNovels.com