Soon, the news of the mysterious killing of the scorpion centimeter in the Moon Lake spread. At such a sensitive moment, this incident immediately attracted the attention of all forces.

It can kill a king-level insect, at least it is a king-level.

Tacitly speaking, everyone came for the prehistoric devil leader. At this time, a king-level master suddenly joined in. The already very nervous situation immediately became more sensitive.

The forces of all parties have already reached a delicate balance. If there are any masters on the opponent, who will send to deal with them, they have already made detailed plans.

But now a master suddenly emerges. All forces have to dig their hearts into thinking and win over some force from where to fight against this mysterious master - because you don’t know whether he is an enemy or a friend, will he suddenly jump out at a critical moment?

So there was another storm in the Night Demon Desert.

The witch tribe was dead, and the eyes of the witch tribes were also dark in the Night Demon Desert, not knowing where to go. Hong Lei wanted to find another guide, but the sand egg hunter with some strength in the Night Demon Desert had been kidnapped as a guide, and the rest were all shrank and dared not come out.

The witch clans were at a loss, but Wu Luo stood up and asked everyone to follow him.

The Fu Gu had not woken up yet, but there were signs of awakening. The consciousness that had been completely asleep had begun to communicate slowly with Wu Luo.

Because of these weak communication, Wu Luo was able to determine the direction of his progress.

This is actually the feeling of the talisman Gu. Since Wu Luo has come to the world of witchcraft, he naturally believes in the talisman Gu without reservation. The talisman Gu cannot explain the reason. It is purely a subconscious feeling. Wu Luo walks in a certain direction and feels comfortable, and then there will be a certain thought to pass on to Wu Luo.

One day later, they were far away from Moon Lake and truly entered the core area of ​​the Night Demon Desert.

A team suddenly turned out under the sand dune in front. Hong Lei did not notice it at such a close distance, and it was obvious that the opponent's strength was also very strong.

Wu Luo felt it but didn't say anything. The Demonic Dead was dead. Their small team was trapped in the Night Demon Desert, as if they had suddenly been disconnected from the entire Western Regions. Although Wu Luo believed in Fu Gu, if he continued like this, he would get too little information.

The other party seemed a little surprised, and after both parties were stunned, they quickly reacted.

The team was not large, about twenty people, and immediately fanned in fan shapes or unintentionally, as if protecting someone. A medium-sized witch clan walked out: "We are from the Liuhai Tribe..."

When Hong Lei heard the sound a little familiar, he looked at the person and seemed to be familiar. He immediately stepped forward, but unexpectedly, this action made the other party alert. The fan-shaped queue behind him immediately méng a layer of thick wizard power, and a mysterious pattern flashed in that layer of wizard power, which should be something similar to a formation, which could gather the power of everyone in the entire team.

Hong Lei waved his hand: "Don't get me wrong, is Lan Shi on the opposite side?"

The medium-sized witch clan was stunned and followed him forward: "Are you Hong Lei?"

"Hahaha! It's really you, long time no see!"

The two of them were old acquaintances. They hadn't seen each other for a long time. Naturally, they were extremely intimate when they recognized each other. Lan Shi also waved his hand to the back: "Don't worry, it's Lord Hong Lei, the first-rank wizard of the Tree King Tribe."

Hearing his words, the people behind him knew it. The witch power shone and withdrew its defense.

The faces of lightning and steel hammer were ugly, and they whispered behind Wu Luo: "Sir, there is a noble wizard pattern master in their formation. As far as I know, the Liuhai tribe absolutely cannot afford a wizard pattern master. There is a problem with this team."

The witch pattern is a unique power law that the witch clan has been searching for tens of thousands of years. Its function is similar to the formations and spiritual texts of the monks, and it is more like a mixture of the two.

The witch pattern is mixed with tattoos and tattoos, and the witch is tattooed on the witch, and will follow the witch for the rest of her life.

In the Western Regions, the wizard pattern master has a very noble status, because every witch clan, whether it is witch power or witch technique, must have witch pattern cooperation.

A good wizard pattern master can increase the combat power of a wizard by 50%! Even an ordinary wizard pattern master can increase 30%.

The witch pattern is so huge that it is helpful to the wizards, so naturally the high fees and the tribes with slightly less powerful cannot afford to support the wizard pattern master.

Just like the talisman masters in Zhongzhou, the wizard pattern masters have too strict requirements on qualifications, which directly leads to the extremely rare wizard pattern masters in the entire Western Regions.

Therefore, the Wizard Master is the most noble person in the Western Regions.

The strength of the Liuhai tribe is comparable to that of the Tree King tribe, so Lightning said that the Liuhai tribe will definitely not be able to support a wizard pattern master. Even if you pay a lot of money to request, there may not be any wizard pattern master who will protect the Liuhai tribe.

Wu Luo nodded secretly. In fact, he had always been very interested in Wu Wen, and subconsciously felt that this might be learned from Lingwen.

But even Hong Lei has a very limited understanding of witch patterns. The witch tribes have to save money and save money from their own life since they were very young. After they reach the level of a sixth-grade wizard, they ask a wizard pattern master to tattoo witch patterns on themselves.

They only need to give them enough money and tell the wizard pattern master what they are good at and what they are not good at, and the wizard pattern master will tailor a pair of wizard patterns for them.

Everyone in the witch tribe looks full of tattoos, but not all of them are witch patterns. Most of these tattoos are tattooed by elders in the tribe. They have no use except intimidation and beauty. The only thing that really works is the part under the witch pattern master pattern.

With outsiders present, Hong Lei naturally played the role of the "leader" of this team.

The wizards on both sides gathered together, and the lightning and steel hammer were secretly sweating: there were 23 people on the other side, and the twenty wizards in front were obviously warriors. They were the ones who had arranged the defensive fan array in the shortest time just now. And the three people they wanted to protect all used a coarse cloth to méng the whole body.

This kind of dress is extremely rare in the Western Regions. Obviously, these three people do not want others to know their identities.

What shocked the lightning and steel hammer was that the other twenty people, the lowest level, were also third-grade wizards, which were comparable to the two of them.

Lan Shi, who was in charge, was a first-class wizard, and even Hong Lei was slightly inferior to him.

In addition to Lan Shi, there is also a wizard who has reached the first level, but it is slightly worse than Lan Shi, and is about the same as Hong Lei.

There is another person who has reached the peak of the second grade. He may not be sure when he will break through the realm and become a first-grade wizard.

The witch patterns on the defensive formation just now made them very sure that there was a noble witch pattern master hidden in this team.

In this way, among a small team, there was at least one wizard pattern master hidden among the three mysterious people. Among the other wizards, there were two first-grade wizards and one quasi first-grade wizard, and the remaining lowest level was also the third-grade!

With such a luxurious lineup, I’m afraid even the five major tribes in the Western Regions may not be able to be taken out casually.

Lan Shi led everyone very enthusiastic, but deliberately ignored the three mysterious figures who introduced them to them.

Since Wu Luo approached these people, his attention has been on the one on the left of the three mysterious people.

The reason why it attracted Wu Luo's attention was that this man exuded a power similar to Wu Luo - Lingwen and Wu pattern, which were indeed somewhat similar.

That person's realm is obviously much inferior to Wu Luo. Wu Luo could sense him, but he was unaware of Wu Luo.

Lan Shi and Hong Lei traveled together and fought side by side during that time. Although decades have passed, the friendship is still there.

Lan Shi's team was fully equipped and immediately became enthusiastic to greet Hong Lei to rest and have some food and drink.

The two of them drank wine and reminisced about the past, while the others also said a few words casually, and the atmosphere was quite lively.

After drinking happily, Lan Shi suddenly slapped Hong Lei on the shoulder: "Brother, tell me the truth. You are here this time for the prehistoric devil leader, right?"

Hong Lei smiled bitterly: "Then what else do you think you can do?"

Lan Shi put down the wine bowl and said, "Brother, don't blame me for speaking directly. Even if you grab the prehistoric devil head, you can't keep it."

Hong Lei was silent, he felt a little dissatisfied.

Before coming to the Night Demon Desert, he had no hope for the prehistoric demon leader. However, after seeing Wu Luo kill the scorpion centimeter Gu the day before yesterday, Hong Lei was already 100% sure that as long as Wu Luo really wanted to steal the prehistoric demon leader, even the five major tribes would not be able to stop him.

But these things must not be told to Lan Shi.

However, in Lan Shi's eyes, Hong Lei's silence was the default.

He said earnestly: "Brother, why not be with us. You also see the strength of our team. Although you can't give you the prehistoric demon head, there are so many good things in the Night Demon's Cave, including this Night Demon Desert, and you will never return empty-handed."

Hong Lei seemed to be thinking, but he glanced at his team without a trace. Seeing that Wu Luo had no expression, he nodded: "Okay, then I'll follow you."

"Hahaha!" Lan Shi laughed and hugged Hong Lei hard: "Great, this time, our brothers can fight side by side again!"

The two teams were together, and during chatting, they also talked about the recent situation in the Night Demon Desert. This was what Wu Luo was concerned about, and he immediately pricked up his ears.

People from the five major tribes have arrived, and the accident in Moon Lake is also a very popular topic in the Night Demon Desert recently.

In addition to these, there is another key news.

The lord did not lie. There was indeed a group of sand egg hunters who once discovered a ruin and obtained information from it to calculate the time when the prehistoric demon head appeared again.

But this time was not what Kugui said before, but it would have to delay a lot, and there is still half a month left before now.

Hong Lei cursed in his heart that the Hangui had not truly surrendered from the beginning. He deliberately said time very tightly, so that he would ignore some details, so that he could use some tricks to make.
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