Chapter 519 Life!

Su Ming's figure appeared in the air of the island. He looked at these people in the island. Their faces were a little familiar to Su Ming. These people were the people of the life clan in the Jiuyin world.

Seeing them, Su Ming's face smiled. He shook his body and saw the light curtain as nothing, penetrated the light curtain and walked into the island.

His arrival did not attract the slightest attention of these people who worshipped the statue in the valley. Su Ming stood on a rock on the island and looked at the statue worshipped by the people in the valley not far away.

Although the statue was vague, he still recognized it at a glance that it was himself.

"Life clan..." In his heart, Su Ming once again had a deep impression on the ethnic group born in the Jiuyin world. It was good to say in the Jiuyin world. After all, Su Ming was extremely important to them at that time.

But after coming out, Su Ming did not pay attention to whether they complied with the agreement of that year or not. However, at this moment, when he saw that more than a dozen people of the family still complied with the agreed worship, he was not only deeply impressed by this ethnic group, but also had a different feeling.

The words of worship, the words of Mo Zun, and the unforgettable gathering of Tianhe Mountain made Su Ming's eyes condensed on his own statue when he sighed, just as he was about to walk out.

He suddenly frowned, jumped over the people who were still worshipping, and looked at the sky in the distance.

At this moment, in the sky hundreds of miles away from the island, the man and woman who fled after being chased by the old man from the eastern wilderness looked sad, and they could not see each other as the former hatred between the two witches.

"The tooth wood, what should I do... The front is Yuze Desert Island..." The barbarian woman bit her lower lip, her face was pale, and the corners of her mouth were still overflowing with blood.

"Lord Zong Ze and Lord Yunlai are still closed, otherwise how can this man in the eastern wilderness be arrogant here!! If this person dares to come before the catastrophe, there is no doubt that he will die!" The man named Yamu looked sad. This man was the Haiqiu Department in those years. The young man I met with Su Ming, Yamu!

It's just that he has entered middle age at this moment. There are also some white hair on both sides.

"The people of the Eastern Wilderness Continent have always been arrogant. This person chased him all the way, but he never killed them all. He thought it was to attract other people from our two races...

We can't go back to our island. We can't let the people of Donghuang know where we are... In front of us is Yuze Desert Island. Let's go there!" The toothwood looked decisive.

"But there are also some self-proclaimed people living on the desert island... We..."

"I can't control that much!" Yamu shook his body and changed his direction and went straight to the desert island in his memory.

Hundreds of miles away, on the premise that the old man takes the teenager and has the intention not to chase too much. It made Yamu and the woman, after a sling of incense, approached quickly to the desert island, slowly, in their eyes. A bare island appeared on the sea ahead.

With the rapid arrival of the two of them, when they flew to the mid-air of the island, they saw nearly 20 people in the light curtain below. I saw them worshipping the statue.

They are no strangers to this statue. In fact, they came here two years ago, trying to persuade the witches here to go to Nanze Island with them, after the catastrophe. One of the largest islands here.

But the indifference of these people to them made that persuasion fail. In the view of Yamu, these witches are very strange one by one. They call themselves the Ming clan. They worship a Mo Zun, who is the person carved by the statue.

And what makes the tooth wood more strange is the man of this statue. He feels a little familiar, but because of his roughness and ambiguity, he can't identify the familiar roots.

It was almost Yamu and the woman. At the moment they came to the desert island, they didn't notice at all that Su Ming stood there on a mountain rock on the island and looked at them.

"The tooth wood..." Su Ming felt that the man in the light curtain was a little familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he recognized the person. Similarly, he also noticed before that behind the tooth wood with a frightened look at this moment, the old man who was chasing him.

"Mid-term of the barbarian soul." Su Ming simply stopped going out, but sat cross-legged on the mountain rock and looked calmly.

"The friends of the Ming clan, Nanchen, in Xiayagi, the original Haiqiu tribe, is now the third-order guard envoy in the island of the Nanze Alliance. I came here two years ago." The toothwood outside the light curtain suppressed the panic in his heart and bowed to the more than ten people in the valley in the light curtain.

The barbarian woman next to him also held her fist.

"At this moment, there is a strong enemy chasing behind us. Please open the light curtain and let me take refuge again..." Yamu said here and felt that he was a little too much. This is equivalent to leading the enemy to this place, but he really had no choice but to either die by himself, or here, with the help of the fate clan. People may also have a glimmer of life.

As for returning to Nanze Island, he didn't think about it. He knew that the people of the Eastern Wilderness had been looking for an island to live in the remnants of the catastrophe for the past two years. Every time he found one, it was a bloody killing.

Nanze Island, as one of the large islands in this area, is covered by the strong men of the two witches and barbarians, so it can be preserved. Outsiders can't know the location of the island, and even there is a ban in the [body] of everyone who leaves the island. If someone forcibly searches for memory, the memory will

"The pursuer comes from the eastern wilderness, which is my sworn enemy of Nanchen, but anyone who meets Nanchen will kill and take the soul... Both of us are also forced to helpless and ask the friends of the family for help. Even if we leave at this moment, the island has been exposed..." In the bitter mouth of Yamu, the people The head looked at the two of them indifferently.

In the look of these people, there is no fear and fear. Compared with today, these things they have encountered in their lives are simply insignificant.

After all, today's enemies are still human beings, not the bat saints, the floating people, the Yinling clan...

Among these more than ten life clans, an old man came out. The old man's eyes were like electricity, and his cultivation was the peak of the central witch, and half of his foot stepped into the ranks of the latter witch.

He first glanced at the toothwood and the woman indifferently, then shook his big sleeve, and immediately opened a gap at the light curtain under the toothwood.

Without hesitation, Yamu and the woman quickly drilled into the crack and stepped into the island. When the light curtain healed again, an old man could be seen in the sky in the distance, followed by a teenager, slowly stepping into the void.

He came to the tooth wood in the valley. At this moment, his eyes swept over the people of the life clan around him. Every person of the life clan looked very indifferent. When he looked at the two of them, it was like nothingness.

Such a look made the woman next to Yamu subconsciously step back a few steps.

Yamu doesn't know much about the life clan, but he is a little better than that woman. He knows that every clan of this strange clan is a witch. They worship Mo Zun. They don't want to contact the outside world, and they are very close to themselves.

Other than that, he no longer understands.

In the face of the indifferent eyes of these people, Yamu immediately took a step forward and bowed deeply to the huge statue in front of him.

"The junior Nanze Island Yamu, see the statue of Mo Zun. May Mo Zun last for thousands of years, and the gods will never last!"

The woman next to Yamu also immediately took a few steps forward and bowed in the same way.

Seeing that the two of them were like this, the look of these people of the Ming clan gradually eased, but they were still cold.

"Mo Zun is not a god, but a god of our clan who is more powerful than a god. There are only advantages and no disadvantages for you two to worship." The leader of the people here in the Ming clan, the old man who just spoke, said slowly at this moment.

Yamu did not agree with this in his heart, but his expression was solemn. Just as he was about to open his mouth, he saw that the old man of the life clan raised his right hand, and immediately the light flashed in his hand, and a big dark bow instantly turned out.

Among the Ming clan next to him, a middle-aged man came out at this moment. There was a pounding sound all over his body. When his right hand was raised, the same big bow was revealed.

Then, Yamu, who had never seen the life clan take action, immediately saw four people out of the more than ten people. As soon as the breath of these four people dispersed, they were all dementors!

And it is still the central witch dementor, and its cultivation has reached the later stage of the central witch. Although there is no great perfection, the dementor wizard is powerful and rare!

In the middle of Yanmu's daze, among the more than ten people, four people walked out again and stood beside the old man and the middle-aged man holding the big bow respectively. These four people's breath dispersed, and they were spiritual media!

"In the nineteen clans, there are three young people, and among the remaining sixteen people, four dementors, four psychics, two war witches..." Yamu took a breath. Such a combination, and all of them were central witches. Even before the catastrophe, only the medium-sized tribes could take it out.

But before he finished sucking, he immediately opened his eyes wide, because he saw the remaining people, and now four people came out again!

These four people closed their eyes in front of the crowd, raised their hands, and a force of foresight suddenly spread.

"Foreboding!!" Yamu subconsciously stepped back and couldn't believe what he saw.

"Four premonitions, four dementors, four psychics, two war witches... Among the nineteen people, there is such a strong man!" Yamu was well aware of the power of foresight. At this moment, he saw that all these four foresights were still the appearance of the later period of the central witch, and he couldn't help being shocked here.

What makes him even more unbelievable is that these people are still indifferent at this moment, and there is still a strong evil spirit in that indifference. This evil spirit can never be bred overnight. It takes a long time to appear in a special environment in constant killing and madness!

Especially after Yamu saw such a strong evil spirit on the three children, he suddenly became deeply afraid of the mysterious life clan that had suddenly appeared in recent years.

"Where on earth do they... come from?"