After walking forward with Lin Hao for a short time, it was only a few miles away. Lin Hao, who was walking quickly in front of him, suddenly stopped and then suddenly lowered his body, covering his breath immediately.

The immortal in the painting naturally did the same. He immediately squatted down and slowly moved to Lin Hao's side.

At this moment, a sound of speaking reached the ears of the two people with the sound of the wind, or rather, to the ears of the immortals in the painting.

Because Lin Hao had already heard the conversation a long time ago.

But when they heard the words, they were very similar to the other two tribal elders they knew at the Tengling Tribe Feast.

The names of these two people were not recorded specifically, but what the two elders talked about at this time made them frown.

Just as the sound of wind and words came intermittently, the two of them were talking about the holy beast and the holy girl.

In addition, these two people seemed to be waiting for the arrival of the High Priest, Elder Teng Zhong and others.

"The saint's blood and energy are almost impossible to cover up..." "Hmph, damn it, if the one named Lin Hao and the one named Xian in the Painting can come three days later, why are we so anxious..." "Yes, now the high priest has decided to resurrect the saint in advance, but the saint's blood and energy have not yet reached the most intense state, so we are forcibly resurrecting the saint..." "You mean?"

"Yes, you should have heard that if the saint is not in good health, he will definitely need to use the blood of other people to fill the gap, and this blood must also be the blood of my Tengling tribe!"

"What, that's not to say among us..." "No, no, Brother Tengchen is so panicked, you have already decided by the high priest, the next elder candidate, it's all, it's already the last moment, even if I tell you the inside story, it's nothing..." The words ended here, as if the two of them began to whisper, and could no longer spread so far.

The immortal in the painting couldn't help but frowned, then hurriedly looked at Lin Hao, subconsciously grabbed Lin Hao's palm: "What are they talking about?"

Next to him, Lin Hao looked back at the immortal in the painting beside him, and lightly covered the back of the immortal in the painting with his other palm, and directly used the technique of sound transmission to tell the immortal in the painting what he heard.

But it is said that what these two people are talking about is that it is not a solid piece within the Tengling tribe.

The Tengling tribe is divided into two surnames, one is the Teng clan and the other is the Ling clan.

These two clans will rotate their surnames to take the position of high priest every hundred years.

However, in the past ten thousand years, the number of people in the Ling clan as the high priest has been less than one hand. In the rest of the time, almost all the people in the Teng clan as the high priests are used to be the high priests.

And now, the old dwarf man named Tengshan, who is sitting in the position of the high priest, has actually been a tribal high priest for more than 500 years! Since people from the Teng clan have taken the position of the high priest, they naturally have to arrange all the elders in the clan as their own.

Therefore, at this time, 80% of the elders in the Tengling tribe were all in the Teng surname, and the other elders with the surname Ling were also in some less important positions.

Even if there are several outstanding elders in the Ling clan, the high priest will never allow the Ling clan to occupy the key elder position.

Even the Teng family named Teng Zhong, no matter whether it is seniority or strength alone, cannot take the position of the Great Elder. Now the High Priest has forced him to become the Great Elder.

And the high priest now has ambition. If you want to make the next hundred-year-old high priest, Teng Zhong will do it. As for the Ling clan... the Ling clan has declined and its bloodlines in the tribe is gone! "Brother Tengchen may not know that if you want to resurrect the saint, you not only want the bloodline of the people of the Tengling tribe, but also the purest blood of the boys and girls..." "The high priest has secretly captured ten boys and girls from the Ling clan. At that time, even if the blood of these ten boys and girls is not enough to resurrect the saint,

The priest also prepared several female members of the Spirit tribe. These female members are all virgins, and can barely be regarded as the purest bloodline of my Tengling tribe..." "Oh, speaking of it, in fact, I didn't need to do this at first. Just wait for three more days, the blood of the fake saint will completely overflow. At that time, the blood of the fake saint alone can resurrect the Tengling tribe of my Tengling tribe... I only hate that woman named Lin Hao and the immortal in the painting, who came to my Tengling tribe at such a critical moment!"

Another man named Tengchen smiled and said, "But, hasn't the high priest said that tomorrow afternoon, the boy named Lin Hao killed the boy. The boy's blood was so strong that he could hardly even compare with the high priest. Unfortunately, that boy could not use the blood at all. When he killed him and divided his flesh and blood, we, like this core clan, could at least get more than one pound of flesh and blood!"

"That's right, that boy's flesh and blood are like a great nourishment to me!"

The two of them made a ghost laugh at the same time.

The second half of the conversation between the two people no longer needed Lin Hao to send a voice to the immortal in the painting, because the two of them had simply given up on lowering their voices and laughed arrogantly.

When the two of them heard that the high priest of the Tengling tribe was actually preparing to... kill Lin Hao tomorrow, and even share Lin Hao's flesh and blood to the tribe members for consumption.

The fairy's pretty face in the painting was already a little white and looked at Lin Hao blankly.

They knew something was wrong with the Tengling tribe, but they didn't expect that the Tengling tribe's people were so vicious! They actually ate human flesh?

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However, Lin Hao was not concerned about this.

He had known that the high priests of this tribe and the elders had the heart of tigers and wolfs. These body-refining cultivators could do anything to enhance their physical fitness.

He has a demonic body and is so powerful that he can hardly practice the method of body refining, and can also knock out such a powerful monster with one punch.

It’s no wonder that these body-refining cultivators will treat his demonic body as a bloody food that is as strong as a elixir! But is this important?
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