Chapter 1819 Patriarch

After the centipede of all races vomited out the space rings of the soldiers from its belly, Ning Tianlin made a rough estimate and found that there were about 110 space rings in total.

At the moment, his figure flashed again, and under the prompts of the combat power system, he came to a secret room in the Huncang branch and collected all the huge wealth accumulated over hundreds of millions of years into his space ring.

Wu Daoxuan has become accustomed to Ning Tianlin's disappearance again. He doesn't take those belongings very seriously, they are just external possessions.

What he is more curious about is, how much can the space ring on Ning Tianlin hold, and will it really not burst?

Not to mention, the things that Ning Tianlin had put in the space ring before, just for the short time they were together, Ning Tianlin had put all the belongings of the eight major branches into it...

However, Wu Daoxuan didn't ask Ning Tianlin too much about this. He knew that everyone had their own secrets, but Ning Tianlin seemed to be covered in secrets, and no part of him was normal.

"Senior Wu, the matter is done, let's go."

As Ning Tianlin's figure reappeared, Wu Daoxuan was brought back from his thoughts. After a wry smile, he shook his head helplessly, feeling that Ning Tianlin was too mysterious.

The two of them turned around and walked towards the outside of the branch. At the same time, for the sake of safety, with the help of Ning Tianlin's elixir, their auras were completely hidden.

Then their bodies slowly floated into the void. After a moment, they turned into two black spots and disappeared into the distance.

Shortly after Ning Tianlin and the two disappeared, the shielding formation deployed in the Hun Cang branch became weaker and weaker until it completely lost its effect...

...At the same time, the Magic Sand Clan headquarters.

Deep in the desert sea sand, among the vast and uniform yellow sand, many strange and huge stones began to appear.

And just behind these rocks, there is an extremely majestic castle standing. There is the most mysterious and powerful headquarters of the Magic Sand Clan!

Perhaps also because of the order received in advance to implement martial law, the gates of the castle are now tightly closed, and heavily armed soldiers of the Magic Sand Tribe are patrolling back and forth around the castle.

Even in the sky above the castle, a dozen huge dark birds were circling back and forth. The Magic Sand Tribe general on the bird's back was looking down with sharp eyes.

And he kept scanning outside the castle. Even the huge piles of rocks in the distance were no exception. They were also within the scope of the scan.

Any slightest movement will be discovered by the Magic Sand Tribe generals on the bird's back, and they will make timely predictions.

If any abnormal situation is discovered, the big black bird will directly scream in the void and sound an alarm towards the castle.

If Ning Tianlin and the others were here, they would find that the overall strength of the soldiers guarding this castle was definitely stronger than the eight branches that they had destroyed before.

Moreover, among these guarding Magic Sand Tribe soldiers, there are occasionally some Magic Sand Tribe generals with strange costumes.

These weird generals all had indifferent expressions and stood on top of the castle like pillars. Within hundreds of feet around them, no other Magic Sand Tribe soldiers dared to set foot inside. It was obvious that those soldiers were quite afraid of these. A magic sand general with weird costumes.

They were all personally selected by the clan leader to form the most powerful castle guard team, specifically responsible for the security of the castle. This is also the strongest guarantee for the Magic Sand Clan headquarters besides the clan leader.

At this moment, a small black dot suddenly appeared in the distant sky. In the blink of an eye, the carrier made a sharp sound of breaking the wind and exploded in the direction of the huge castle.

Shortly after the black spot appeared, it was discovered that the big black bird above the castle let out a loud neighing signal at the signal of the Magic Sand Tribe soldiers on its back.

Suddenly, as sirens rang out, all the soldiers guarding were alert, and some had raised their weapons high, ready to shoot down the intruder at any time.

When the figure was about to reach a hundred feet away from the castle, it suddenly stopped in mid-air. After bending its body downward, it let out a slightly cold shout, which was wrapped in energy and passed forward.

"The leader of the Huncang branch, Cang Li, pays homage to the clan leader!"

Hearing this shout, which was like rolling thunder, resounding in the desert, the surrounding sirens also stopped abruptly, and the guarding soldiers returned to their original designated areas of responsibility. Everything seemed well-trained.

In the spacious and luxurious hall, a figure that was much larger than other members of the Magic Sand Tribe was sitting on a large chair directly above him with a gloomy look on his face.

The gloominess on the face of the Demonic Sand tribesman suddenly relaxed a little. He looked up and looked outside the hall, and a black shadow shot in like lightning.

"Finally one came back alive..."

Seeing the figure entering the main hall, the man on the seat couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

In this year, seven of the eight branches of the Magic Sand Clan have completely lost contact with the headquarters.

For these billions of years of warriors, a year is nothing. At most, there are cases where there is no contact for several consecutive years.

Therefore, I didn't pay too much attention to these things at the beginning. Just a few days ago, after the Huncang branch discovered that something was wrong, they sent a message to the clan leader and said they would go to the headquarters as soon as possible.

After some investigation, all the high-ranking members of the Mosha Clan were shocked. All the branches that lost contact were like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no news at all.

This situation has never happened in billions of years, and those branches had not sent out any distress signals before.

The culprit who caused all these disasters seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and no breath could be detected. All the elite soldiers who were sent out also went without returning.

What made the man in front of him even more angry was that just a short while ago, the only remaining Hun Cang branch had completely lost contact, and before that, the Hun Cang branch had been completely blocked for a period of time...

No one knew what happened at that time.

"Patriarch..."

The figure who entered the hall was slightly sturdy, with a slightly lowered head, faintly revealing a fierce aura.

A thin shirt was casually draped over his body, and it was a little messy at the moment. Obviously, this was caused by the high-speed running along the way.