The demon clan has a vast territory, with four demonic realms.

Compared with the Great Sui Dynasty, the entire territory is more than half larger.

The Southern Demon Realm is the vastest territory among the four demon realms. The further south, the closer it is to the insurmountable "upside-up sea ban" in the northern border. There is a vast grassland where the boundary between the demons and humans is.

The God Plateau.

The Hunting Day of the Great Sui Dynasty will be held in the south of the Heavenly God Plateau. The Hongshan area is just a corner of this vast grassland. This huge grassland spans thousands of miles, and the city of the demon tribe is becoming more and more rare. It is replaced by the "nomad tribe" that lives independently from the four demon realms. There are also such nomad peoples in the northern territory of the Great Sui Dynasty, under the Great Wall, and on the grassland. Moreover,... the identity is sensitive, Zhongzhou Imperial City has always been unwilling to recognize its identity.

They are not humans.

But it's not the demon race either.

They are born with the blood of the demon clan, but they are human-shaped. They have both the powerful body of the demon clan and the talented wisdom of the human clan. However, they are heresy that are not accepted by the two clans. They can only wander at the junction of the two worlds. Over thousands of years, they have gradually formed one tribe after another, and a complete hierarchy has slowly condensed inside.

In order to live a better life.

They must be more "barbaric" than the demon clan and more "crawling" than humans. They gather strength, and when the environment is harsh, they will choose to go north or south to plunder resources and support themselves. In the buffer zone of the Heavenly God Plateau, they have always been regarded as a difficult and difficult to remove "weed".

On the day of the royal family's hunting, the Sansi of the Great Sui Dynasty guarded the radius of Hongshan. The most strictly guarded against was the collision and raid of the "nomadic demon clan".

The Great Sui Dynasty called them "nomad demon clan", while the North called them "nomad demon clan"... However, in recent years, half demons rarely launched raids and wars, and the war in the north became increasingly tense. When the two worlds fought, the half demon in the cracks would be the first to be affected. It is said that these "leaders" are already seeking a position to stand firm.

The spiritual energy of the Heavenly God Plateau became abundant, and this prairie ushered in a revival like a god. The nomadic clan did not need to launch frequent attacks. They joined together in a steady manner, gradually flowing together and powerful.

Over the years, they have proved their "power". If the two worlds start a war, both the demons and the human race will be willing to accept such a powerful enough "heretic" as a sharp sword to stab each other.

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The wind is blowing violently.

The horse's hooves stepped on the snow chips, splashing dull echoes, the warm winter sun rose on the horizon, the permafrost on the grassland has dissolved, and everything is about to recover.

But the weather is still cold.

Tian Yu looked at the unknown man beside him with some confusion and was advancing with him in the strong wind.

A few days ago, my team was ordered to transport a batch of goods to the tent of a major surname. When he met such a young man with broken clothes, he was in a very embarrassed and unconscious mind. When the Prophet saw this man, he made some fortunes and chose to unload some of the goods and give the man food and clothing.

Rescue such a burden, so I took him on the way.

Nothing useful.

Because this is a mute.

Tian Yu asked him where he came from and what his name was. He was confused, knew nothing, and could not say anything. His throat was buzzing, but he didn't make any noise. This strange man spent most of his time following the back end of the team, paralleling himself with himself who was responsible for the finishing. Fortunately, he didn't act recklessly, otherwise he wouldn't have taken into account the face of the Prophet.

This trip is extremely important and there is no room for mistakes.

Tian Yu observed the strange man with vigilance, but found that the other party spent most of his time thinking about it... This is really a mysterious character.

The prophet gave him robes, and he then handed him the spirits and goat milk, and he also accepted them, and no matter what he gave him, he would not refuse.

The goods resources in this industry are already in short supply, and this man's appetite is still great. He eats as much as he gives, like a vivid bottomless pit.

Tian Yu looked at the man and frowned.

He spoke again.

"Hey...what's your name?"

The wind and snow are cold and the sound is whistling.

The man lying on the horse's back lowered his eyebrows and a hoarse voice sounded in the wind.

Tian Yu was stunned.

He thought the other party was a mute.

Can you actually speak?

The sound was intermittent and dissipated as soon as it blew in the wind.

"Urle...Etu."

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The old man gave himself a very special set of robes.

In the mouths of these nomads, it is a robe with a large left and small right collar. The sleeves are three or four inches long, and the hem is two or three inches longer than the foot surface.

When these people dress, they often put their big collars on their heads, then tie their belts tightly, tie a clasp, stretch their heads out to make the robe naturally hang between their shins and knees, and form a pocket on the chest of the top.

When going out, you can put your own items such as wooden bowls, butter boxes, tsampa bags and other items in the bag.

When sleeping at night, you can take off your robe and cover your whole body.

The snow fox wore a felt hat on his head, and the wind and snow twitched his hair on his temples. Ning Yi learned this outfit according to the customs. He did not have a hair tie. Just look at his face. Because he had been sleeping on the glacier plateau for three years, his face was a little pale, and his long hair was slightly feminine. The practitioners here were tall, which may be because of the demon blood flowing in his body. Compared with them, Ning Yi's body looks thin and weak.

The chessboards and chess pieces in the Western Demon Realm were under the attack of the Netherworld Demon Lord.

I originally wanted to cross the singularity, and it would be best to reach the gray realm and then leave through the gray realm.

The power of the demon king hit the space barrier at the last moment, causing the teleportation to deviate, and his consciousness was dispersed in the fluctuations. Fortunately, he was protected by the "Bone Plain" and his soul would not be dispersed.

Space teleportation actually has quite strong requirements for the body.

When the "singularity" and "teleportation array" are not so perfect, ancient monks with a high enough level of cultivation can still cross the void and reach far away places. What's more, they can use "shrinking the ground into an inch" at a short distance, and use their physical body to continuously break through the void barrier to perform "transition".

If Ning Yi had not reached the realm of the life star, then this "accident" might ruin his life.

After breaking through that level of realm, he was hit by the power of the demon king from the air. It was actually not a big problem... but his luck was really unfortunate. When he fell out, he encountered another "catastrophe" on the grassland.

It was an unexpected surprise to be picked up and rescued by this "Radio" who met by chance.

These natives on the God Plateau spoke awkward and ancient dialects. Ning Yi was a little uncomfortable at first. The person with the highest status in the team was an old man with gray hair and looked "in the age of octogenarians". It can be seen that young people were surrounded by this old man.

They called the old man...prophet.

It was the prophet who saved him. Ning Yi vaguely remembered the scene at that time... He was hit by "that thing", and his bones were about to be broken, and he fell heavily on the frost land of the grassland, losing consciousness. It took him unknown how long it took until he was filled with a large mouthful of wine and his lungs were inciting violent breathing.

After opening his eyes, he was the face of the old man.

The prophet saved himself and gave himself these clothes and food, but never asked about his origin.

The old man was at the front of the team, in a separate carriage, two young and strong practitioners escorted him by him. He should have the strength of the fifth realm, and he could also stand alone on the grassland.

The young man named "Tian Yu" next to Ning Yi seemed to be more special in the body of the demon blood flowing in his body, and his realm was also the fifth realm. However, if the power in his bloodline was activated, it would be stronger than the two guards. This young man had been escorting the convoy behind the team, always staring at the surrounding environment. When he encountered several attacks of ferocious beasts in the middle, he was alert in advance and avoiding the danger.

These days, Tian Yu has been guarding against himself and censoring himself.

And Ning Yi... is also reviewing this team.

He knew that this was the Gods Plateau, that the team was about to give a gift to the largest surname in the grassland, and that these half-human and half-demon cultivators gathered together, as if they were to convene a grand gathering on the Gods Plateau.

A lot of messages circling in Ning Yi's mind.

After breaking the realm, Ning Yi seemed to be able to use the power of the "Fate Word Book". Even though the ancient book was not in his hands, he had been learning the ancient languages ​​on the grassland these days, and could understand and talk to others, but he remained silent.

He learned a lot of information from the conversations among these people.

But... he got more important information in the "Liuxin King Crystal" in the divine pool.

Urle-Etu.

When he encountered "that thing", the crystal of the Lion Heart King's sleeping crystals went on a strange riot. The voice of the "tyrant" sounded in his mind. When Ning Yi closed his eyes, he saw such a picture.

A long and fierce tide spreads on the grassland.

The dark armor swept.

In the tide, a man wearing a robe covered with a mask. The man sat upright on the horse's back and raised his iron sword high.

Wherever the sword is pointed, it is invincible.

A voice rang in my mind.

"Urle...Etu."

Ning Yi was confused and entangled in the meaning of these five words.

He kept walking in the wind and snow, thinking hard for the past few days... Until this moment, the Lion Heart King crystal in the divine pool trembled, and this majestic voice sounded in his mind again.

Ning Yi raised his head, his expression became solemn and pale.

When this sound in my mind sounded, the earth began to tremble, and in the distant sky, flying clouds flowed, and the light of the sun was gradually covered up.

Tian Yu was thinking about these extremely familiar words and couldn't remember the meaning for a moment. It was not until the horse under his crotch was restless and hit the ground with four hooves that he raised his head and looked forward.

The snow became dry and rapid.

Most of the companions have not noticed the change yet.

Tian Yu suddenly turned his head, this strange man was the first to notice...

At this moment.

Ning Yi's voice murmured.
Chapter completed!