Kowloon Daozu

Chapter 687 The Forgotten Land
After everything disappeared, the two of Xiong Batian were worthy of their position in the palace.
Just now, they were blocked by a huge force, and they couldn't get close at all.

"Where's my little brother?"

At this time, the void shook for a while, and King Kong came to the ruins of the Dongwu Imperial Palace with a panicked Yimo on his face.
Xiong Batian pointed at the void with a bitter face: "It was swallowed by a big iron gate!"

"The big iron gate?"

When King Kong heard this, he couldn't help frowning, what the hell is it?
He felt before that there was an extremely evil and powerful force here,

Then came with Yimo,

However, what I didn't expect was that I was imprisoned in the void by that force,
It's just that he didn't see it. When he heard the big iron gate, Yimo's face became extremely pale,
"The big iron gate, is it the devil's gate?"

……

At this time, Qin Hao, who was dizzy, felt that his body became extremely heavy.

Reluctantly opened his eyes, all he could see was darkness.
My own cultivation and strength, even consciousness, have all disappeared,

Nine flood dragon martial arteries lay there lifeless,

Even the Nine Dragon Flame, the Ancient Scroll and the Devouring Dao Palace cannot be felt,

I can only vaguely feel the Nine Dragon Tower and the demons imprisoned in it.

"Where is this place, what is the drum sound I heard before?"

Just when Qin Hao was curious, he suddenly saw a dark continent appearing in the distance.

Ok?
If you look carefully, it turns out that there are continuous mountains and dense jungles!

However, there is a place where a huge bonfire is burning, and there are countless people dancing around the bonfire,

It's just that these people are very strange, not to mention their dark skin, they actually use leaves to cover their shame,

And on the head, there are colorful feathers fixed one by one,
"Well, this... this continent?"

With a little bit of clarity in his mind, Qin Hao suddenly opened his eyes wide. The continent in front of him was seen from the sky.

Unexpectedly, it looks like a monk sitting cross-legged!

thump...

At this time, there was another drumbeat, and there were bursts of voices that Qin Hao could not understand from the mainland below.

But at this moment, he didn't know what to do. When he heard the sound of the drum, he actually had a splitting headache.

"what……"

A scream resounded in the air, Qin Hao was like a meteor falling from the sky,
Go straight to the bonfire!

Look carefully, it is an altar shrouded in darkness!
boom!
There was a loud noise, and everyone looked at the ring at the same time, especially the leader, an old man with nine feathers pinned to his head,

Looking at the altar with ecstasy!

"Urakama Vasili..."

Hearing his words, those people behind him knelt on the ground respectfully, and bowed to Qin Hao with excited faces.

Listening to the birds chirping in his ear, Qin Hao felt that his headache was relieved,

It can make him scream, which is enough to explain the power of the drum,

But now he has no time to pay attention to the sound of the drums, and he doesn't even pay attention to the chirping of birds in his ears.
Looking closely at a painting beside him,

The dilapidated ancient city, exuding a burst of desolate atmosphere, just like the collapse of that dynasty,
It's like an imperial city that has been captured and destroyed!
However, Qin Hao's eyes fell on the center of the ancient city,

Where, a well, a drum.

It caused a huge wave to rise in his heart, and even a trace of fear,
Abandoned city?

No, this is not the Forbidden City,
The ruined city is a bell, but here is a drum, definitely not the ruined city,
So, what is this place?
Thinking of this, Qin Hao couldn't help looking around, but the moment he turned his head, he punched him,
In front of him was a big face with nine colorless feathers on his head.

boom!
Looking at the old man who was thrown more than ten feet by his punch, Qin Hao couldn't help grinning ugly,

Who is this person who was able to resist his own punch, only to be punched more than ten feet away,

What's more, it's separated by hands!

The crowd of kneeling people below looked at Qin Hao in confusion, and then at the person who was beaten into the air.

"Wow in the room, click?"

"Active five years of Ulala..."

"Zamaha digs money..."

Listening to these messy things, Qin Hao felt dizzy for a while, and at this moment, the person who was punched flying by himself,
Unexpectedly turned over and stood up, staring at Qin Hao with sharp eyes,

Full of hate and anger!
"Where is this place? Why did I come here?"

Looking at the other party, Qin Hao didn't have the slightest fear, although he couldn't use any external force here,
However, he is still very confident in his own strength!

"You, are you from God's hometown?"

Unexpectedly, when he spoke, the person in front of him became extremely excited,
Even the hatred in his eyes turned into fanaticism!
However, Qin Hao looked at the other party with some doubts. He glanced around and found that the people around him were all looking at him with ecstasy.

"My lord, are you sent by God to save us?"

A quarter of an hour later, Qin Hao came to a huge earthen kiln,
At this moment, the man with nine hairs on his head was serving him carefully,

Through the subsequent conversation, Qin Hao learned that this place is called "Forgotten Land", that is to say, it is a place forgotten by God
Here, there is no vitality of heaven and earth, the environment is harsh, and people's life expectancy is extremely short.
Except for the Holy Palace, no one can survive a sixty-year-old!

As for the person in front of him, it is the priest of this small tribe with only more than 30 people.

With the guidance of Lord Shenggong, I learned the "divine language", which is the language Qin Hao and the others speak,

This person is called Ji Qijiu,
That is, the tribal priest ranked 79th in this forgotten land!

As for the others, they are all replaced by numbers, and there is no surname at all.

And on this continent, there are more than 150 large and small tribes, and their strength already belongs to the upper middle class.

"Sir, you..."

Ji Qijiu looked at Qin Hao, doubts flashed in his eyes, this person seemed to understand nothing.

In fact, at this time Qin Hao has been thinking about his words,

It seems that the answer to everything, even wanting to leave, is to find the answer in the Holy Palace.

At this time, he suddenly felt sleepy, as if thousands of ants were biting his body,
Looking up, she found that Ji Qijiu was looking at herself in confusion,

"Get out immediately, I want to heal my wounds."

At this time, he suddenly remembered that the evil wind must be the one at the last moment,
I didn't have time to deal with it, and it broke out at this time!

"Yes, my lord!"

Crunch!

Ji Qijiu didn't dare to disobey Qin Hao's intentions, and left the kiln directly, and even ordered the clansmen not to come near,

However, his brows were tightly wrinkled,

Looking at the distant starry sky, I don't know what I am thinking.

"What the hell, this thing can still happen here."

Sensing that there was no life outside, Qin Hao stood up slowly. At this moment, his face was pale,
There is cold sweat on the forehead!
However, the severe pain in his body became more and more intense!

PS: The legendary Calvin appeared, and I am very dissatisfied after writing two chapters. Let me sort it out and update it later...

Must update today! ! !

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