C1475 Let Me Go
C1475 Let Me Go
That guy's eyes would only reveal horror. He nodded with an expression of disbelief.
Seeing that the person had calmed down a little, Yang Fann asked again, but he asked about the details of Qing Xinjiang.
That guy was still looking around, but it was still impossible for him to see where Yang Fann was. He looked into the distance again. This was the place where he secretly made a small mistake. It was also impossible for anyone to come here.
Actually, he was actually nervous when he really came here, because he knew that the mysterious cultivator might attack him if he didn't see it.
After hearing Yang Fann's question, the mysterious man immediately explained in a trembling voice.
The Mori Tribe celebrated the High God Festival. Many of the priests in the city also had countless resources. One of them was a long spear that was the holy item of the Forsaken Tribes.
Qing Xinjiang suddenly appeared and forcefully snatched the spear. Originally, he had already snatched the spear away. Moreover, his arrival was too sudden and Mo Li Tribe did not have any precautions against him. Therefore, after he snatched the spear, he almost escaped Mo City.
However, the final result was that before he left the city, the remnant soul of the spear, which was the previous owner of the spear, appeared and forcefully fought him, defeating him.
Qing Xinjiang had no choice but to escape Mo City, but before he left, he robbed the City Lord of Moli City, who was watching the show.
After that, the army surrounded them, and the strength of Moli's forces was revealed.
The ten thousand year rule was to use some methods to lure the enemy to surround Tian Jiuyuan.
Although the enemy of the Moli Tribe wouldn't easily fall for the trap, Qing Xinjiang obviously didn't know the logic behind it. He had already escaped into the Tian Jiu Yuan.
Yang Fann furrowed his brows. Little Ling Er had told him about Tian Jiuyuan.
It wasn't a big problem for any living creature to enter just now, but they would be devoured by the aura of Tian Jiuyuan after a long period of time.
If a cultivator with a shocking will, or rather, the cultivator himself had a powerful law that could defend against devouring, the Heavenly Nine Abyss would have ten thousand other ways to deal with them.
In other words, Qing Xinjiang would come out sooner or later. And relatively speaking, there was still a chance for him to come out earlier.
However, even if he had a complete understanding of the dangers in the Heavenly Nine Abyss, he might not have the courage to come out and die. Although he would only boil the frog with warm water, there was always a reason to boil the frog with warm water.
"It's very clear. Thank you very much. However, I will have to trouble you with one more thing. " After a while, Yang Fann said to that guy.
"Please speak!"
That guy was still trembling with fear.
Just hearing Yang Fann's tone gave people a bad feeling, but this fellow clearly had the possibility of resisting.
Yang Fann smiled, "I'll have to trouble you to bring me in. "
What!?
In an instant, the people of the Moli Tribe turned soft.
Not to mention him, even if it was the commander or the main general, no one would dare to enter easily.
The current Tian Jiuyuan had not displayed its power for many years.
However, everyone knew what had happened in the Tian Jiuyuan in the past. All the tribes that opposed the Mouri Division had been brought into the Tian Jiuyuan.
Most of them would not be able to come out once they entered. There were also a few who entered through the entrance that was devoured by the fog. Some of them were still unable to come out, and the ones who came out were those who were weakened. They were not worth mentioning at all.
Besides, they were just a small fry of the Feather Race.
Yang Fann sneered, "If you don't bring me in, I suspect that you are hiding something from me. "
"Grandpa, Master, how could I have such capability? Help!"
That guy wanted to cry but had no tears.
Even the general or the commander had never gone in before. In fact, they did not dare to go in at all. How could a soldier like him know anything? Although what he said before was hearsay, it was all true.
In the end, Yang Fann played so hard.
Yang Fann still smiled, "There's no need for me to lie to you. It's rumored that the Winged Race has the power of erosion inside. I can see it from the outside, but I don't understand what the power of erosion is. I can't use you as an experiment. "
The Winged Race cultivator had completely collapsed. Yang Fann was not the kind of person who ate people without spitting out their bones.
It would make people feel better if he lied to them.
In fact, it was this fellow who thought too much. If Yang Fann really lied to him, he would not go in no matter how hard he tried. If he used force to kidnap someone, he would not be able to do it.
He could move him into his sea of consciousness, but if Yang Fann's body couldn't move after entering his sea of consciousness, he still wouldn't be able to go to Tian Jiuyuan.
Furthermore, even the weakest of the Feather Tribe had a huge body. After all, they had two extra wings.
It was impossible for him to use a long robe to cover him like a woman. The best way was to force him to do it voluntarily.
If he kidnapped her, she would immediately be discovered.
"Big brother, let me go!" The face of the Feather Race cultivator was pale as he held onto his last hope.
"Let's go, you!" Yang Fann's powerful force pushed him away.
That guy looked like he was about to cry. Apart from following him closely, he had no other choice.
. . .
On one of the chariots of the Mori Tribe.
The war chariots of the Feather Tribe were completely different from the war chariots of the other tribes. The war chariots of the other tribes were mostly used to increase the speed of their troops. In addition, they could also be used to turn the battlefield into an impregnable fortress.
However, the speed of the Feather Race was nature-defying. They could attack, retreat, and defend. If they could not win, they could run.
Their tribes would not invade other races easily. It was only because they rose up in the early years and clashed with many other races' blood that they became enemies with each other.
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Moreover, their clan was close to the Heavenly Nine Abyss. No matter how powerful the war chariot was, it would not be as powerful as the deterrent force of the Heavenly Nine Abyss.
Therefore, the main function of Mo Li's war chariot was actually to be used as a ballista or something.
The ballista shot out and affected thousands of miles. This was the Feather Race's most powerful weapon.
The main general, Zong Wei, was in the chariot.
"General, there is actually a soldier under my name who is willing to enter the Heaven's Nine Abyss to scout. " Someone had already entered from outside the chariot. He said with a puzzled expression.
Of course, the doubt was also a little relaxed. Obviously, no matter what the soldier thought, this was not some bad courage.
"Is he not afraid of death?" Zong Wei was also a little surprised.
"General, he said that the power of erosion has the greatest effect on the strong, but his degree of erosion will take advantage of them. He means that if he really can't go in, he will come out immediately. Our Feather Division can also know how much damage he will receive if he enters the Tian Jiu Yuan. "
Once the captain of the report spoke, the so-called pawn walked in and paid his respects to Zong Wei.
Zong Wei scanned the person's expression from head to toe. His expression was calm, but his body was trembling slightly.
"You're very nervous?" Zong Wei asked doubtfully.
The soldier nodded, "General, it's a lie to say that I'm not nervous, but I'm willing to sacrifice my life for our race. Maybe I can find Qing's whereabouts. " The soldier gritted his teeth and said.