Li tremor was talking to a combat mage.

Katha, the ruler of the Black-eyed Master's tower, waited on one side like an old child.

The old battle mage's eyes were calm, and the afterglow of the eyes swept over the living, with a hint of contempt, more precisely ruthless.

“The order!”The remaining half-sentence stuck in the throat, "Good!"

The sound was very old, as if it were the tone of a savage thirty years ago.

Thirty years ago, when the ice field trials were over, the battle mage blocked the entire ice sheet and never came out more than half a step.

In the eyes of outsiders, such a battle oath as Kasha has represented the glory of the whole battle oath.

Thirty years is enough time to wash away any glory.

After the old battle master's eyes swept around, he fell on the white bone altar, and suddenly flashed in the calm eyes.

Under the calm and unattractive body surface, there is a unique radiance of the divine order.

Touched!

Bumps!

The heavy footsteps came from a distance, as if a cow had rushed over.

Everyone looking away, barbarians!

Unlike the old battle mages, the palms of their hands were empty, and a half-meter-high wooden bird cage was carried on their left hand.

The cages were held in a few places that had just escaped from the Emerald Ridge.

The flowing monarch and the rotten monarch, such a demonic level like a mouse, desperately struggle in the wooden cage, but can not break the small rope like bamboo silk.

Everyone was covered with sticks and wounds, bruises, and the breath was up and down, very disordered, and it was obvious that they had desperately resisted.

"Li tremor, you're doing well."The old battle mage went to the white bone altar, took a sheepskin map from his bosom, and directly ordered the barbarians with wooden cages to be stationed on the side.

One, two, a full dozen wooden cages, scattered on the moor, along the edge of the Emerald Ridge, from time to time there are battle mages coming with wooden cages.

There are hundreds of them, and in each wooden cage is a strong man of God.

"It's not the leader of the black iron tower, he's still alive?"The merchant of the Black Iron Kingdom pointed to a wooden cage and was surprised.

In the war of the Black Iron Kingdom, the first to be hit by the Guangming Empire was this divine level, in all intelligence, he has long since died, and at this moment strangely appeared on the Emerald Ridge.

It also appeared as a slave.

“Is that you, Lord of the Red Bronze Kingdom?”In front of a wooden cage walked by the red copper duke, he asked with amazement that the pillar of the town country, which once had the existence of a tree blood, was also in the cage.

Although the figure in the cage is a human being, the beard is like the root of the tree, and the body is mostly wooded, and this unique bloodline is the ancient tree family.

The Duke of Red Copper had only heard some legends that the descendants of the tree family had disappeared in an expedition to a certain relic.

"The alchemy master's furnace."The Lord of Qianfan City stared at the big eyes and saw that half the body in the cage had completely become a black iron dwarve of mechs, and did not know what to say.

The flood furnace, the pioneer of the alchemy kingdom, the proposer and executor of the mech theory, completely perished in the third kingdom, and the field of alchemy fell into a trough, which was the master who supported the continuous development of the entire alchemy field.

But when he proposed the mech theory, the most brilliant career, inexplicably disappeared.

"That's not going to be the lost sage of light, he likes to explore all kinds of relics."

Li tremor looked at a cage in the corner of the edge, where an eight-armed Naga was being held, and he had been on the road with Naga, when the other party was still one of the lords of the Pearl Sea, the holy step exists.

I did not expect to see it for several years, had entered the divine level, and did not expect to become a slave to the battle mage.

Li tremors followed the cage, there are nine gods in the animal race, the most people, up to more than 30, there are more than a dozen in the sea, but also let Li tremor is inexplicable that there are still savages.

All of them are God’s steps.

And the battle mage with the wooden cage, like the old monk meditation, can not see the cultivation at all, but each person has a fluctuation of the Fa that cannot be penetrated.

Let the living creatures look around in front of the wooden cage, but there is no half-reaction.

It seems that there are real livestock in the cage.

“Start it!”The old man swore to command the line.

The combat mage next to it was dissatisfied with the palm of the callo deep into the belt, pulling out a wooden nail, which looked like a willow tree root carving.

Touched!

The other big hand emptied, raging deep into the wooden cage, pulled it with one hand, directly grabbed the palm of the god-step slave, and the wooden nails fell on the back of the slave's hand.

Hands up, sharp.

The wood nails straighten the palm of the god-level existence, and the death nails to the emerald ridge land.

The hardness of the Emerald Ridge Li tremor is known, even if the magic crystal cannon may not be able to break a mouth, but now the battle mage actually nailed the wooden nails into it.

What suddenly happened that made Lee tremble, and he did not know whether cooperation with this group of savages was successful.

On the ice field, Kasa, as the middleman, introduced him to a mysterious guest, the real battle mage on the ice field, in exchange for a copy of the Caucasian hand.

In barbarian prophecies, only the black-eyed man can find the true king of the Caucasus.

The true battle mage tribe, the duty of a lifetime of struggle is to find the traces of the king of the Caucasus, they help Li tremors to free from the emerald test, the only thing to do is to find the altar of the King of the Caucasus.

There is never a divine order among the barbarians.

Li tremor couldn't help but laugh, what a ridiculous joke this should be, this group of battle mages, although there is no divine level breath, but it is much more terrible than the divine order.

Hundreds of wooden cages scattered in one place.

Cut to death casually, overlooking the sky, but like a hundred stars, firmly wrapped the entire white bone altar in the middle, the old battle mage bowed to the white bone altar deeply, and then pulled out a black sheepskin roll, quietly spread in front of the white bone altar.

Bam!

The whole man knelt on the ground and knelt before this thin sheepskin roll.

The Caucasian Hands!

Li tremor looked at the ancient words on the cover, which is exactly the same Caucasian hand, in the center of the hand, is a black and swarve eye.

The eye, as if alive, was watching him as Li trembled.

Laugh!

What a crazy joke!

Each of the battle mages bowed down, along with Kasa, forming a huge circle around the white-bone altar.

My dear, my sister!

A complex mantra came out of the mouth of the old battle mage, just like the monks in the temple chanting, each combat mage followed the chanting, and the body table was covered with a layer of greasy gold.

Hein, Tenip, stood quietly on the side of Li's tremor, and the strange ceremony in front of them made them feel more terrible than Nezu's seizure.

“Let them all go out of the Emerald Ridge!”Li trembling said.

The merchants had long ago frightened and galled, driving the lion's cranium, and how fast it could be without the griffin's direct ride on the dwarves' locomotive.

Thirteen robbers were gone, and they could not help him here.

The buzz!

Like mosquitoes making noise, but the god level in the cage desperately covers its head, with a big mouth trying to howl, but it can't make a half sound.

He wanted to break free, but his palm was nailed to death by that rattan.

The blood slowly flowed down the wooden nails to the central Caucasian hand.

The hand is like a bottomless pit, quietly absorbing the blood of the divine level, and there is no reaction.

Lee tremors were not affected at all, and these savages did not seem to want to take care of him at all.

They did not seem to be butchers at all, and did not target any creature on the Emerald Ridge, leaving the Emerald Ridge to let ordinary merchants leave Emerald Ridge.Perhaps the battle swore to Lee trembling respect.

One day, two days, three days!

The buzzing chant lasted for three days, the blood of the priestly slaves was still flowing, and the Caucasian hand-squake still had no reaction.

When the third day of the dawn shone on the altar of white bones, there was finally a slight change.

Petrochemical Jie whole into blood red, struggling to start absorbing blood gas in the air.

The source of blood is the level of the wooden cage.

The only hand left of the divine strong man, desperately grasping his body, seems to be very itchy, leaving a scar, in the scar mixed with a transparent soul, as soon as it appeared, it quickly flowed into the Nolan statue.

The slave of the Divine Order opened his mouth and seemed to howl, but there was no sound in the whole emerald ridge.

The dark kingdom supported by Matt, a special deity was quickly formed.

The light shrouded in light, the green goddess of the forest, the god of the ocean with the Trident, can even see the former King of the Caucasus, Roland.

It is the faith of some barbarians.

It is clear that Matt is gathering these spiritual beliefs and condensing these pure beliefs into special deities.

Blood, soul, and faith!

The old battle mage had begun to restart the White Bone Altar.

Li trembling sighed, he could not do anything, it was the ethics of a professional businessman.

Along the boundary line of the Emerald Ridge, in the easternmost part, a strong emerald priest is coming quickly.

The Emerald Man!

As soon as he appeared, he knelt on the altar and wept in a low voice, “Master, Kui, see you!”

His appearance put the song on the tight and suspended, and the old combat mage who did not open his eyes for three days, his eyes narrowed a fine seam, "Are you here?"

“Hmm!”The Emerald Man is very respectful.

“Is everything ready?”

"Well, the descendants I've been cultivating all these years have brought."

At the exit of the dwarves, a whole team of Kincaid warriors escorted a large group of women and was crying and coming to the altar.

There are older people, there are young, and there are babies who have just been born for a few months.

The buds are waiting to be placed, the charm is still alive, the fascination is charming, and the gestures of women are different.

But on the other hand, the look is unusually noble.

Li tremor did not stay on the woman, and was attracted by the whirlwind emblem on the chest of the golden armor warrior.

Those golden armor soldiers were the royal legions of the gale kingdom.

The Emerald Stone?

Is he?

King of the Wind.