"Finally, I found an opportunity..."
Yun Zimo murmured softly, and the armor appeared from under the skin. He grabbed the three-toed claws of the two birds with both hands.
"Not good!"
The dead souls of the two birds emerged. I don't know where the boy's sudden surge of power came from, but they did not hesitate to burst out Dou Zong's breath, and the bird feathers turned like swords and turned to slash at Yun Zimo.
Yun Zimo's hands were like pliers, and he squeezed the two birds tightly. He flashed in front of Mang Shan, and used the two birds as weapons like a sledgehammer to hit the three birds of prey. Then, his body kept flashing and smashed down. In the blink of an eye, he smashed three six-level Crane Camel half to death.
All this happened so fast that before anyone could react, the three level six Crane Camel had completely lost their combat effectiveness. The smashed He Lou and Li Tuo were also forced to interrupt the offensive.
The situation of the battle was reversed in an instant!
"Boom! Bang!"
Two black shadows shot out like cannonballs were deeply embedded in the mountain. However, the two black shadows ignored the injuries inside their bodies and spread their wings to escape from the place after breaking free from the rock. The madman had been brutally torturing them for nearly half an hour. As soon as they recovered a little bit, they were immediately dispersed. After this, their strength was not restored, but their injuries became more and more serious!
"Run away!"
While the madman has thrown them a little far this time, run away quickly and keep Qing Shan here, so you don't have to worry about running out of firewood!
"Just wait for me!"
He Lou looked back at Yun Zimo who was slowly coming through the air, his eyes flashing with malice, and he said secretly in his heart.
"I had some enlightenment when I entered Dou Zong..."
"Take my sword and you will never die!"
And Yun Zimo looked at the two birds that were wildly flapping their wings in an attempt to escape. He looked calm and raised his palms to hold them empty. The black and white colors in his palms transformed into a black and white long sword. The straight black hair that was originally tied up fell on his shoulders and turned into black and white the moment the long sword appeared.
"Fooled!"
A fatal sense of crisis erupted in He Lou's heart. When he turned around, he saw Yun Zimo, who was like a devil coming to the world, already raising his hand.
Two sword lights, one black and one white, lightly penetrated the space and appeared directly behind He Lou and Li Tuo. The aura of death shrouded the two birds, and the two birds burst out bloody Dou Qi at the same time. They had no place to rely on but they jumped up strangely in mid-air. The sword light passed through the necks of the two people, but in the end they missed.
"Fortunately, I learned how to save my life... Uh!"
He Lou Suddenly felt a pain in both wings, and then the world began to spin, black feathers shattered and flew all over the sky, and black and white sword light dissipated in the sky, and white light raged in the body.
He Lou caught a glimpse of Li Tuo from the corner of his eye falling into the sky like a bird with broken wings, and he also fell with it, causing a loud bang to stir up dust and mist all over the sky.
Not far away, Yun Zimo came with a sword. This sword was pointed directly at Three Treasures, the spirit god. The Crane Camel clan, who were not good at souls, naturally couldn't even struggle. Their souls were severely damaged and lost their fighting ability.
"First turn into human form, and then..."
"Don't, don't kill me! I... I am..."
Before He Lou, who had just transformed into a human form, could finish speaking, his eyes suddenly condensed, all the brilliance disappeared, and his body fell limply, transforming into the huge Crane Camel body.
"Huh?"
The moment He Lou lost his look, Yun Zimo's fingers were already on his forehead. Unfortunately, it was too late. He Lou's soul had instantly turned into nothingness. When he looked back at Li Tuo and the three sixth-level Crane Camel, it turned out that they had all lost their soul fluctuations.
"It seems that this matter is much more interesting..."
Yun Zimo, whose hair had returned to jet black again, looked at the horizon and sighed quietly.
"Failed?"
"Well..."
"I told you not to let those idiots do this..."
"If Liu's backhand is triggered, it won't involve us..."
"You just need to handle it yourself. This matter will be put on hold for now. Let's see how Jumang and the human race react first..."
"This is the last image of their souls before they die..."
"How could this Crane Camel remnant..."
Mangshan Clan Leader had put on his clothes now, and Ba'er, who had fled frantically, also ran back again.
The two stood in front of five Crane Camel corpses. Behind the corpses was a large area of fresh cemetery tombstones. Mang Shan looked at the corpses and murmured softly. He had no time to think during the previous battle. Now that he calmed down, he discovered many unreasonable things.
"Mangshan Clan Leader."
Yun Zimo came over and called softly.
"But what did you find?"
"Oh, Mr. Zi Mo, I'm sorry for causing you trouble this time..."
Mang Shan sounded apologetic. He originally brought Yun Zimo to visit Jumang Tribe, but he encountered such a thing.
"It doesn't matter..."
Yun Zimo sighed. He and Mang Shan Ba'er buried Jumang Tribe's fallen body in the capital. Now they are waiting for the return of the young man Jumang Tribe who fell into the mountain. He wonders if they will go crazy after hearing such bad news...
But it's a good thing they went into the mountains...
"Mr. Zi Mo, I always feel that something is wrong with this matter."
Mangshan Clan Leader stared at Crane Camel's corpse and spoke softly.
"Look!"
"These five Crane Camel all died with their souls shattered. Although it is not ruled out that they committed suicide to protect someone, but they committed collective suicide just when they were about to reveal their identities. This is probably..."
Mang Shan stopped talking and then continued.
"Furthermore, it is known to everyone that Jumang Tribe is relying on Jumang Divine Bird. Why should Crane Camel offend the Jumang family for a little profit?"
"Besides, since the Crane Camel clan was destroyed by the Alliance and other races many years ago, these Crane Camel remnants have always been alone. How could they suddenly gather five people at once this time and massacre a tribe that is not particularly important..."
Mang Shan was talking eloquently on the side. Although Yun Zimo didn't know much about the situation in the southwest, he nodded thoughtfully.
After listening to Mangshan Clan Leader's analysis, Yun Zimo, who was already skeptical, believed that there must be a big hand controlling everything behind the scenes!
Just when Yun Zimo and Mang Shan were thinking about the mastermind behind the scenes, a clear and loud bird call came from the mountains not far away.
But it was a group of young people dressed in feathers walking in the mountains. The leading girl was wearing green and yellow feathers. On her shoulders was a sleepy Little Bird with a green beak and yellow feathers. The girl seemed quite relaxed as she talked and laughed.
"Something happened!"
On the shoulder Little Bird suddenly stood up and screamed, the girl in feathered clothes changed her face, something happened to the tribe!
The golden wings spread out from behind, and the girl rose directly into the sky. From a distance, she saw the new graves and the three Yun Zimo!
"Dad! Aniang!"
"A Li, my condolences..."
Mangshan Clan Leader gently patted the girl kneeling in front of the grave. He didn't know how to comfort this little girl who had suffered a sudden change.
Both her father and mother were dead, and the only people left in the tribe were the peers she led. He didn't know if this girl could persist...
A Li was kneeling in front of her clan's grave, her eyes as blank as a sculpture. She didn't understand. She just led the team to the mountains for a month of training, and why everything had changed when she came back!
"Jumang Tribe Luo Shao Clan Chief Ju Li, her mother is from the Jumang clan, and her father is Jumang Tribe Luo Clan Chief. I have watched her grow up, alas..."
Mang Shan stood next to Yun Zimo, looking at Ju Li kneeling there from a distance and sighed softly.
Yun Zimo was silent and didn't know how to talk. The talent he awakened when he broke through Dou Zong allowed him to clearly feel the pain in Ju Li's heart.
"What are her attributes?"
Yun Zimo asked softly.
"Ah?"
Mang Shan was stunned for a second and reacted immediately.
"Ju Li possesses the bloodline of Jumang. His attribute is wind attribute, and he seems to have the talent of being in harmony with nature..."
Yun Zimo nodded slightly and walked towards Ju Li who looked like a zombie.
The fingertips moved slightly, and strands of soul power wound up and swam along the air towards Ju Li.
"Do you think you can avenge your parents and clan members by kneeling here?"
"Do you think kneeling here can restore Jumang Tribe luo to its former self?"
"Do you think you can find out the mastermind behind this by kneeling here?"
Yun Zimo has a soulful voice in his mouth, his sentences are deafening and deafening, and his sounds are random and captivating.
Yun Zimo curled his fingers into a sword and shot out a sword energy, which floated in front of Ju Li and pointed directly at his heart.
But Ju Li still looked lifeless, as if the sword energy that could kill him at any time did not exist.
Yun Zimo's handprints changed, and the sword energy immediately passed through his chest and brought up a shower of blood. Mangshan Clan Leader, who had been paying attention here, was shocked, but Yun Zimo raised his hand to signal him not to panic.
Ju Li spat out a mouthful of blood, and as his consciousness gradually blurred, he vaguely saw his parents and clan members, but his father's voice could still be faintly heard in his ears.
"You're not even afraid of death, why are you afraid of avenging them?!"
These words finally knocked on Ju Li's heart like a bell, and bursts of tearing pain came from her chest. She raised her head and looked at Yun Zimo, with the desire for life finally emerging in her eyes, but she eventually passed out.
"Don't worry, I can save you even if you die!"
Yun Zimo hugged Ju Li sideways, fingertips danced lightly on the wound on his chest, and the soul threads intertwined to stop the bleeding from Ju Li's wound, and then entered a room.
"Are you awake?"
Yun Zimo gently turned over the medical skills, and when Ju Li woke up, he whispered softly.
Ju Li didn't say anything, and was completely different from his lively appearance in the mountains before. Then he struggled to get out of bed and knelt in front of Yun Zimo. Yun Zimo couldn't even pull him up.
"Senior, I want to worship you as my teacher!"
Yun Zimo retracted his outstretched hand and sat back down.
"Why do you want to worship me as your teacher?"
"Revenge!"
There was no emotion in Ju Li's tone, but Yun Zimo shook his head and waved his hand to drive Ju Li out of the door after recovering from his serious injury.
"Think clearly why you want to become a disciple!"
Ju Li looked numb and didn't speak, like a stone sculpture kneeling quietly in front of the door. No matter whether it was moonrise or sunset or wind and rain, Ju Li never changed. Even if the tribesmen or Mang Shan came to persuade him, Ju Li did not waver in the slightest.
"Have you thought clearly?"
Ju Li knelt for three days, and Yun Zimo finally opened the door to the room.
"Revive the tribe, catch the mastermind behind the scenes, and take revenge!"
"Stay alive!"
The girl raised her eyes and looked directly at Yun Zimo, her voice was hoarse but full of determination.
Yun Zimo quietly looked at the girl's raised eyes for a long time, turned around and entered the room to sit at the table, but did not close the door again.
The girl stood up and followed, knelt in front of Yun Zimo, bowed three times and kowtowed nine times, and said in a hoarse voice.
"Ju Li, meet the teacher!"