Chapter 1626 Inferior Spirit Race
"Strange shapes?" Qinghuang blinked, and then said to Guan Heng beside him: "Are they talking about you?"
"Nonsense, we are so handsome, how can we look weird?" Guan Heng said loudly at this moment: "Brother, we don't mean any harm, we just want to pass by, please make it convenient for you."
"Borrowing a way? I think you are guys from the Black Spirit Tribe. If you want to sneak into our Juling Village of the Flower Spirit Tribe to do evil, you are just looking for death!" The Hualing Tribe man said nothing and pulled out a The long sword was slashed towards Qing Huang: "Whoa."
"You bastard!" Guan Heng wouldn't be angry if someone attacked him, but the other party actually used his sword against Qing Huang. Guan Heng was so angry that he immediately punched Qing Huang in the face and said, "You are looking for death, get out."
"Bang!" This punch was so heavy that the opponent's body fell immediately. The group of people next to Guan Heng were in an uproar when they saw this, but before they could react, Guan Heng suddenly flicked his fingers and seven The ghost roared and appeared instantly.
"What kind of monsters are these?!" The Hualing clan members were stunned with fright, and they all stepped back in horror. Guan Heng kept doing nothing, and pulled Qinghuang up and walked towards the city gate: "Be polite to them, and these guys will You are treating yourself like a dish, if you had known this, you would have been better off just using force."
Hearing this, Qinghuang just smiled bitterly and walked in together.
"It's not good, there are villains from the Black Spirit Tribe breaking in. Go and notify Master Feng quickly." The guy who was knocked away by Guan Heng's punch turned over and sat up and shouted loudly, but Guan Heng and Qing Huang didn't even look at him. , walked straight forward.
"The area of Juling Village is really not small. How on earth are we going to get out?" Guan Heng and Qing Huang walked for a while and felt that continuing like this was not an option. Qing Huang said: "It's simple, aren't there a lot of people around? Ask around. Don’t you know it right away?”
"Smart, let's do it like this." He said it late, but then quickly, Guan Heng's body swayed slightly, and he suddenly rushed in front of an old man from the Hualing Tribe who had not had time to escape, and reached out to pat the other man's shoulder: "Wait a minute. "
"Hey!!" At this moment, a low cry came from the distance: "The villain is brave, let go of that old man."
As soon as the sound came, the woman who called out suddenly fell in front of Guan Heng, swung a short halberd in her hand and swept it towards her waist: "Hoo!"
"Huh?!" Guan Heng saw the fierceness of the opponent's coming, and instantly abandoned the old man, using the Hongyun Sword to block and parry, "Dang, Dang, Dang!" The two fought in succession, their bodies staggered and dodged, and they fought in one breath. More than ten moves.
"Bang!" Guan Heng saw the opportunity and shot out with his left fist and right sword at the same time, hitting the front of the opponent's weapon. The opponent grunted: "Even the fake black realm wants to knock off my weapon. You are dreaming. !”
"Hi!" In an instant, black energy surged around the woman's body, and she flicked her fists and swords across the board. He smiled and swept away more than ten feet, and then said: "Okay, there are only a few times, but do you think you can win? 'We'?"
"Huh-huh-" Six ghost figures instantly appeared around the woman. She was also a discerning person, and she suddenly screamed: "This, is this a ghost? Are you from the lower world?"
"Master Maple--we are here!"
The next moment, a group of Hualing tribesmen armed with weapons howled and rushed near them. But Guan Heng said: "Hey, your name is 'Feng', right? We are really just passing by, there is no hostility at all, you just need to tell How can I get out of Juling Village? The two of us will leave immediately. Otherwise, it will only increase the harm to everyone. What good will it do to you?"
At this moment, the guy who had been punched by Guan Heng shouted: "Master Feng, don't talk nonsense to him. This guy must be from the Black Spirit Clan. Let's go together and kill him."
Staring at the other party fiercely, Feng angrily snorted: "Shut up, don't you think it's enough to cause trouble?"
As soon as the words fell, the woman named Feng immediately raised her arms and waved: "That's enough. I believe these two people have no ill intentions. You can go down first."
Those people were doubtful after hearing this, but they slowly retreated. "Haha, he is indeed a sensible person. In Xiaguan Heng, this is Qing Huang."
After hearing his name, the woman named Feng suddenly put her short halberd on her back and whispered: "This is the habitat of the lower spirit tribe, and you guys are from the lower world. I don't want to It has nothing to do with you."
Seeing a bit of surprise on the faces of Guan Heng and Qing Huang, Feng continued: "But I will take you out of Juling Village, as long as you don't cause trouble."
The two looked at each other when they heard this, and then smiled and replied: "That's good, we will listen to you."
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Feng led Guan Heng and the others straight through the passage of Juling Village and towards the back city gate. Along the way, Guan Heng asked a lot of questions, but the other party gave them all vague answers.
According to Feng, this world does not have a specific name in the eyes of the natives, but most races have the word "spirit" in their names, so it can be called the "spiritual world" for the time being.
No one knows how vast and vast the spiritual world is, but there is only one supreme ruler here, and that is "His Majesty the Spiritual King."
This Spirit King lives in the Spirit King's Palace in the northernmost part of the spirit world. Almost no one has seen his true face. However, the Spirit King's Palace is inhabited by high-class spirits and has many privileges.
As for the "Juling Village" in the territory of the Hualing Clan where Feng is located, as well as several other spiritual tribes, they are all lower-class spiritual tribes. People like them are not allowed to approach the Spirit King's Palace for life.
"Hua Ling, Black Ling, Red Ling and Bai Ling are all lower-class spiritual races. We are the condemned people."
Feng stood at the door of the back city gate and said: "So no matter why you are here, or who or what you are looking for, you will not get useful information from the lower spirit tribe, unless you enter the Spirit King Palace to inquire. But... humph, let's wait until we get there by fate."
As soon as these words were spoken, Feng waved to the two of them and said: "Leave, you are not welcome here, and remember to try not to threaten others with your own ghosts in the future, so as not to cause misfortune."
Qinghuang had already heard at this time that this woman named Feng was actually hard-spoken and soft-hearted. Otherwise, she would not have advised the two of them on so many things, so she smiled and said, "Thank you, Sister Feng."
"Hmph, there's no need to thank me, let's go quickly." After listening to this woman's cold words, Guan Heng immediately grabbed Qing Huang's hand and turned away. He also said: "This eldest sister seems to be born unable to smile. , Hehe, that’s interesting.”
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Xiaohei was holding Tun Guimiao in his arms, staring at the tall, pale-faced middle-aged man in front of him and asked: "Who are you?"
"Hahaha, little girl, are you from the lower world?" The middle-aged man twirled his long beard and said with a smile, "Hasn't anyone taught you that before asking other people's names, you have to give them your own names?"
Chapter completed!