The climate in southern Xinjiang is hot and moody.


    One moment it was still clear, and the next moment there might be a rainstorm.


    However, this kind of weather is nothing for successful martial artists.


    For all kinds of vegetation growing on this land in southern Xinjiang.


    It is also extremely moisturizing.


    Only those sad bottom barbarians and weak monsters.


    Will survive under the bad conditions of nature.


    After Xiao Changfeng and the saint Luling left the forests in the far north, they went all the way south.


    During this period, they also met other barbarians.


    The breath and dress of Xiao Changfeng and Luling saint are too obvious.


    So that the barbarians they met launched attacks at the first time.


    Unfortunately, they can only turn into dead bodies.


    "We''ll be in Jiyang city in about half a month. It should be enough to catch up with the wizard Conference!"


    Said the deer spirit saint.


    Although I killed many barbarians along the way.


    But I finally heard about the time of the wizard conference.


    In twenty days.


    In this way, the time is just right.


    If nothing happens!


    "In that case, let''s hurry!"


    Xiao Changfeng nodded.


    Boom!


    Suddenly there was thunder.


    I saw the sunny sky just now.


    In an instant, dark clouds swept over.


    It seems that demons and gods gather to fight with the divine soldiers and gods in the sky.


    "It seems that there will be a heavy rain!"


    The deer spirit Saint looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, and Dai frowned.


    Although it often rains in southern Xinjiang.


    But generally, the rain will not be too heavy.


    However, there are exceptions.


    That''s a heavy rain.


    Heavy rain is the most terrible existence of rain in southern Xinjiang.


    Countless raindrops fell like drums on the battlefield.


    Even the monsters with rough skin and thick meat are difficult to resist.


    Xiao Changfeng, they can naturally put their aura out to resist.


    But the consumption rate of Reiki will also become very fast.


    Once the aura is exhausted, the end will be even worse.


    So usually this time.


    Whether human or monster.


    Will look for caves or houses that can cover themselves.


    "Walk forward!"


    The existence of heavy rain poses little threat to Xiao Changfeng.


    After all, he has a basaltic immortal.


    But the deer spirit Saint may not be able to support it.


    So Xiao Changfeng decided to fall from a high altitude and walk forward.


    Boom!


    The deafening thunder kept ringing.


    It seems that the demon God and the divine soldier have fought together.


    At the moment when Xiao Changfeng and Luling Saint landed.


    Countless rains fell from nine days.


    As if Tianhe had broken a hole.


    The dense rain obscured the whole world.


    There is a white aura around the saint deer spirit.


    Keep all the rain out of your body.


    She is a monster and close to nature.


    It can absorb more aura from around.


    As for Xiao Changfeng.


    Without any means of defense.


    Let the rain hit him, and soon he was wet all over.


    However, the majestic rain also brings strong water aura.


    Xiao Changfeng runs the Xuanwu Changsheng scroll.


    Inhale these water auras into your body and refine them into mana.


    Not only did it not hurt, but it benefited a lot.


    Saint Luling knows that Xiao Changfeng is not a man without a target.


    So I didn''t ask much.


    They walked under the rainstorm.


    Between heaven and earth, there is only thunder and rain.


    "Elder Xiao, there is someone ahead!"


    The deer spirit Saint suddenly opened her mouth to remind.


    At this time, Xiao Changfeng''s divine consciousness has been explored.


    Only 200 meters in front of them.


    Many people are trudging in the rain.


    These are barbarians.


    But one by one, their faces were sad, as if they had tasted the bitterness of life.


    They basically don''t have any decent clothes.


    Most of them are animal skins and closely cover important parts.


    Most attracted Xiao Changfeng''s attention.


    Their hands and feet are bound.


    A long dark green vine strung ten barbarians together.


    Like a grasshopper on a rope.


    There are thirteen such teams.


    That is, there are 130 barbarians.


    Only a few of these barbarians are young.


    Most of them are old and weak women and children.


    Around the team, there were several barbarians wearing rattan armor and holding bamboo guns and wooden spears.


    They travel outside as if they were guards in custody.


    "Elder Xiao, these are slaves. They should be sent to Jiyang city!"


    The deer spirit saint is no stranger to this team.


    At this time, he opened his mouth and explained to Xiao Changfeng.


    "The barbarians are belligerent. There are often battles between the strongholds. All the defeated strongholds will become slaves and be slaughtered and sold at will."


    "Most of them are old and weak women and children. After all, their combat effectiveness is very weak and can only be enslaved."


    "In the large-scale sacrificial ceremony in Jiyang City, countless barbarians and monsters are sacrificed every time. Among them, barbarians are naturally such slaves."


    The voice of the deer spirit saint is clear and clear.


    Even thunder and rainstorm can''t hide it.


    Therefore, Xiao Changfeng soon understood the origin and role of this team.


    This is the custom of Southern Xinjiang.


    Every time I offer sacrifices, I will take out a lot of sacrifices.


    Among them, people and monsters are the main parts of the sacrifice.


    Primitive, bloody and cruel.


    This is the sacrificial ceremony in southern Xinjiang.


    The activities of sacrificing Yang every hundred years in the city.


    It is incomparably grand.


    All barbarian strongholds will take out their slaves.


    Send it to Jiyang city as a sacrifice.


    If there were no slaves.


    They will also choose some useless people from the stronghold.


    Now the ceremony of sacrificing Yang and the wizard assembly in the city are about to begin.


    The closer you get to Jiyang City, the more you can see this slave team.


    "Let''s go. We''ve missed the time. Labor and capital have skinned you alive!"


    A heavily armed barbarian warrior roared.


    I saw a thin old man walking hard.


    The old man is already weak.


    Plus the storm.


    Soon he fell down.


    The heavily armed barbarian warrior checked.


    He found that the old man was dead, so he scolded and kicked him.


    Then he left him alone and continued to urge other slaves.


    These slaves were thin and weak.


    Plus this sudden rainstorm.


    Suddenly, many people fell down.


    Unfortunately, the barbarian warriors had no intention of stopping them at all.


    He is still urging hard. If he doesn''t go, he will attack with a bamboo gun and a wooden spear.


    In their eyes.


    Slaves are no longer barbarians.


    Not even a person.


    Xiao Changfeng looked on coldly and didn''t plan to do it.


    Everything in the world has its operation law.


    Xiao Changfeng will not be a good man.


    Moreover, there are too many people suffering in the world.


    He saved one, not all.


    In that case, why force it.


    "Ignore it and move on!"


    Xiao Changfeng spoke faintly and continued on his way.


    The deer spirit saint has long been used to this kind of thing, so she didn''t say much.


    Right now.


    Suddenly, a barbarian broke free from the tied vines and ran away desperately.


    His escape direction happened to meet Xiao Changfeng.


    I don''t know what he thinks.


    Unexpectedly, he fell to his knees in front of Xiao Changfeng.


    "Sir, you save me once, my life is yours!"