C119 boiling of battle blood (1/2)

Ye Tian and Lu Xiao Rou were locked in place by the aura of the scrawny monk, and their bodies became ice-cold as the three of them faced each other.

”Do you want to fight again? We are already the victors and the formation will be activated soon. If you still want to fight, then fight, I won't be accompanying you guys. ” Lu Xiaolian suddenly retracted her aura, and stood at a corner of the triangular altar, and said: ”Right, this formation does not seem to be enough for three people to sacrifice their blood, and it still needs to be activated by channeling spirit energy at the same time.”

Lu Xiaolian said as she looked at Ye Tian and scrawny monk.

”There is an aura on you that makes my heart jump. It seems like your trump card is not weaker than mine.” However, scrawny monk ignored Lu Xiaolian's words and continued to speak on her own.

”You're also not bad, especially that Demon Coffin, I really like it.” Ye Tian said with a cold smile.

”We will fight sooner or later, but not now.”

”Anytime.”

After they finished talking, they both walked towards the triangular altar.

”Okay, the triangular altar is full. Let's pour spiritual energy into it and see if it can be activated.” Lu Xiaolian said.

Ye Tian and scrawny monk looked at each other, and the spirit energy in their bodies poured into the altar beneath them.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Three blood-red pillars of light shot into the sky and exploded in a triangle in the air, heading straight for the center of the altar.

A humming sound was emitted as an astonishing golden glow boiled on the altar. It enveloped the three of them within it. Soon after, the figures of the three of them disappeared from this world.

Shua shua shua!

When Ye Tian and the other two appeared again, the scenery in front of them had changed. In front of them stood a majestic palace, and on top of the palace stood the words ”Patrol of the Wind”.

This place was the main hall of the Scouting City, the Scouting Tribe.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

A figure that looked like a fire deity led a few clan elders out of the palace, and landed in front of Ye Tian and the rest.

”Congratulations to the three of you on coming out alive. The firewood competition's opening day will be in a few days. In a while, I will get someone to bring you the rewards. ” The voices of the Scouting City were heard by the three people, and immediately after, three elders flew over, bringing Ye Tian and the other two along, flying towards the residence that was specially prepared for them.

Night.

Ye Tian was seated cross-legged in a decently sized mansion in the main city of the city. There was a bright oil lamp flickering beside him as he meditated on the exquisite beast hair soft bed in the mansion.