When Long Yi and the others took the first step, all the noise of the goblins disappeared in an instant, and they held their breath and stared at the two of them.
In their opinion, whoever can walk through this avenue is the one who is blessed by the God of Vulcan, and the eternal distinguished guest of their goblin tribe.
Long Yi held the wind chime's little hand and stepped into the flame. Suddenly, Long Yi's face changed, and the wind chime's pretty face turned pale. The flame and the sharp blades between them were not ordinary objects. Although they felt similar to ordinary flames from the surface, they only realized that the temperature of the flame was beyond imagination when they entered it. What's even more fatal is that it burned not only the human body, but also the human soul.
The sharp blades in between are cast by extremely cold metals. The cold air has extremely strong penetration. What is most incredible is that the two natural substances in cold and heat do not repel each other, but instead merge seamlessly.
Long Yi and the others almost said unexpectedly. Fortunately, Long Yi was separated from the two of them just in case a layer of spiritual restraint would be no joke.
Long Yi's mental power immediately increased to the limit under the sudden attack, and a powerful and invisible protection was released on the surface of the two people. In order to prevent it, Long Yi's Aotian Jue's internal power did not have the spare energy to penetrate into the mental power to strengthen the strength and density of the barrier.
At this time, the strange flames and sharp blades could no longer cause harm to the two of them, and Long Yi breathed a sigh of relief.
Step by step, the two of them walked leisurely and slowly on the flame avenue. Long Yi waved his hands at the goblins who didn't dare to make it even more powerful, and he looked like a villain.
The Goblin Elder came to the Goblin Clan leader at some point and stood at the end of the flame avenue together, looking at Long Yi and Feng Chime.
It is safe and sound under the soul fire, both of them are blessed by the God of Vulcan.The goblin leader nodded.
The Goblin Elder smiled bitterly.
Is it someone who is blessed by the God of Vulcan when you pass through this avenue of flames?
I remember that the owner of the Ice Palace who fought with the Flame Villa did not still regard the soul fire as nothing, and easily penetrated it. However, this is a tradition of the Goblin tribe that has existed for tens of thousands of years and has long been deeply rooted in all Goblin tribes.
It’s useless to say it, but it’s criticized.
Long Yi and Feng Chime stepped out of the flame avenue and stood in front of the goblin elder and the goblin clan leader with a smile.
In an instant, the onlookers made earthquake-like cheers, and then shouted the same slogan in an orderly manner. As for what it was, Long Yi was unknown.
At this time, the patriarch of the goblin tribe crossed his hands and silently recited the spell, and two yellow lights appeared from his fingertips.Then it shot into Long Yi and Feng Chime's bodies, and the goblins cheered even more.
From now on, the two will be our goblin tribe's eternal friends.The goblin leader said with a smile.Because of the language barrier, it is naturally translated by the Goblin Elder.
Clan leader, if we ask for anything in the future, can we ask you for help?Long turned his eyes and laughed.
This goblin tribe is good at digging tunnel mechanisms, and maybe it will be useful to them in the future.
The patriarch of the goblin tribe pondered for a while and slowly said: Our goblin tribe has a ancestral teaching.If you don’t get this magical forest, you can’t intervene in the disputes on the mainland unless...
Unless anything?Long Yi asked, if the goblins were huddled in this ghost place, they would have to do anything.
This ancestral teaching was when our ancestors swear to the God of Fire. Unless you are the God of Fire, we will be powerless.The leader of the goblin tribe said.
Long Yi rolled his eyes. This old guy was simply talking nonsense. Can he still hurt him if he was the old man Pusius, the Vulcan God?
At this time, the goblin elder said to the patriarch: patriarch.The time is almost the same.
The goblin leader nodded, walked up to the round stone platform in the center, and whispered a bird's song. His voice was thick and long, and he looked a little skillful.
After saying that, all the goblins began to sing and dance around the bonfire. The smoke of the bonfire was hazy, as if it were real and fantasy, and the men and women were singing hoarse or loudly gradually drifting.
Long Yi and Feng Ling sat on the stone bench on the side, looking at everything in front of him, and felt an unreal feeling.
Long Yi looked at the wind chime on his shoulder, and hit her with his elbow, and said: Ling'er, do you think the songs these goblins are a bit strange.
The wind chime was flushed and said angrily: Where is your hand hitting, a dishonest guy.
Long Yi was stunned, and pushed his elbow forward, and then he felt a ball of elastic soft flesh. He smiled and said: Accident, purely an accident.
Feng Ling snorted, and he had no other opinions. Anyway, he had seen everything and touched it.
She listened carefully to the goblins' singing and found a feeling of ethereality, one note after another, with ups and downs, without any stagnation in the transition, as if it had a very strange rhythm.
It's a bit strange, but it sounds quite comfortable.Fengling said.
Long Yi smiled, his brows frowned slightly, and I wonder if it was an illusion, but he always felt that this singing voice had some hypnotic effect.
The goblin tribe sang and danced for two or three hours, then dispersed and sat around the bonfire.
At this time, the goblin girl began to carry a basin made of metal and intersperse back and forth in front of the bonfire.
Long Yi and the others were naturally invited to the goblin leader and elder. When they saw that the basin was full of earthworm-like things, tangled together and drilled around, and there were white foam mixed in between, which looked a bit disgusting.
Clan leader, is this?Long Yi asked in confusion.
The patriarch of the goblin tribe smiled and picked up a bug with his hands, put it on the fire and roasted it, then sucked it into his mouth with a squeak, biting it with relish, and said while biting: This is a worm that tastes very delicious and can only be eaten during the sacrifice meeting. Don’t be polite, try to eat it as much as possible.
Long Yi felt chills. Although he had eaten rats, snakes, and even cockroaches in order to survive in his previous life, it was not a critical moment of life and death, so the mentally ill would eat this kind of thing.
Fengling Ring looked at the goblins around who were eating these worms raw and loud, and her stomach suddenly surged. Fortunately, she was a necromancer and usually saw many skeleton zombies, otherwise she would be unable to suppress it.
We are still not used to eating this thing. We still have something to eat on ourselves. You can eat it slowly.Long Yi said with a smile.
The Goblin Patriarch suddenly realized and said: To Ah, I almost forgot that you are humans. Since this is the case, I won’t force it. Let’s drink some delicious bars that our Goblins use underground river water to make.
Long Yi smelled the smell of more pungent than horse urine in the metal bottle handed over by the goblin clan leader, and said with a stern smile: Your goblin clan has too strong essence, we will definitely not be able to drink it.
The Goblin tribe smiled proudly and said: Yes, this wine is very strong, and only our Goblin tribe can make it.
Long Yi looked at the embarrassing goblin elder who was a little embarrassed, smiled and walked aside with Feng Ling's hand. The head of the goblin clan was ambitious and talented, quite like a frog sitting in a well and watching the sky. Perhaps he had been staying underground for too long, but the goblin elder was a not simple person.
Long Yi and Feng Chime had already prepared a lot of food in the space ring. They spread a piece of brocade cloth on the ground, put on a few plates of mountain delicacies, took out two bottles of fine wine. Compared with the goblins' dinner, it was like one in the sky and the other in the ground.
Long Yi took a bite of the tender fire rabbit meat, sipped the best mellow of Zuixianglou, and then ate the tofu of the little beauty of the wind chime next to him from time to time. He was so happy that he could not help but admire the amazing adaptability of this guy. I'm afraid that even in the sea of corpses and blood, he would still eat and sleep soundly.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of Long Yi and the others with a silence, and his turbid eyes stared at the delicious food on the ground and turned green.
Before the dragon could speak, the goblin elder grabbed a plate of dishes like lightning and stuffed it into his mouth like a reincarnation. The speed was really amazing. Even the mangul had to be at a disadvantage here.
In a blink of an eye, the dishes on the brocade were swept away by the goblin elder. He burped, grabbed the bottle of wine from Long Yi's hand and poured it into his mouth, and then showed a satisfied lewd smile on his face, which looked like he had just orgasm.
I said to Elder, why don’t you go and enjoy your delicious food?Long Yi said dissatisfied.
The goblin elder smiled, and his skin, which looked like tree bark, looked even more wrinkled and shrank. He smiled and said: Do you think I am old and confused. Our goblins live underground all year round, and there are only a few foods to eat, and there is no delicious food for you humans.
Your patriarch doesn't seem to think so.Long Yi laughed.
The goblin elder smiled and looked at the goblin clan in the distance and sighed: He is still young and will gradually understand it in the future.
Long Yi looked at Feng Ling strangely and said: He is still young?I have a lot of beards, enough to be my grandfather.
The average age of our goblin tribe is several times that of you humans. The patriarch is only in his sixties now, so of course he is young.The goblin elder said.
Long Yi's heart immediately became a little unbalanced. Why did human lifespan just be so short, but these alien races all lived for a long time. However, thinking about the incomparable creativity and wisdom of human beings, he felt nothing was wrong.
At this moment, the ground suddenly shook, and many goblins who were enjoying food were knocked to the ground. A dull roar like thunder came from somewhere underground. The domineering aura in the roar made Long Yi and Feng Ling twitch tight, and their chests were as dull as a big rock.
In their opinion, whoever can walk through this avenue is the one who is blessed by the God of Vulcan, and the eternal distinguished guest of their goblin tribe.
Long Yi held the wind chime's little hand and stepped into the flame. Suddenly, Long Yi's face changed, and the wind chime's pretty face turned pale. The flame and the sharp blades between them were not ordinary objects. Although they felt similar to ordinary flames from the surface, they only realized that the temperature of the flame was beyond imagination when they entered it. What's even more fatal is that it burned not only the human body, but also the human soul.
The sharp blades in between are cast by extremely cold metals. The cold air has extremely strong penetration. What is most incredible is that the two natural substances in cold and heat do not repel each other, but instead merge seamlessly.
Long Yi and the others almost said unexpectedly. Fortunately, Long Yi was separated from the two of them just in case a layer of spiritual restraint would be no joke.
Long Yi's mental power immediately increased to the limit under the sudden attack, and a powerful and invisible protection was released on the surface of the two people. In order to prevent it, Long Yi's Aotian Jue's internal power did not have the spare energy to penetrate into the mental power to strengthen the strength and density of the barrier.
At this time, the strange flames and sharp blades could no longer cause harm to the two of them, and Long Yi breathed a sigh of relief.
Step by step, the two of them walked leisurely and slowly on the flame avenue. Long Yi waved his hands at the goblins who didn't dare to make it even more powerful, and he looked like a villain.
The Goblin Elder came to the Goblin Clan leader at some point and stood at the end of the flame avenue together, looking at Long Yi and Feng Chime.
It is safe and sound under the soul fire, both of them are blessed by the God of Vulcan.The goblin leader nodded.
The Goblin Elder smiled bitterly.
Is it someone who is blessed by the God of Vulcan when you pass through this avenue of flames?
I remember that the owner of the Ice Palace who fought with the Flame Villa did not still regard the soul fire as nothing, and easily penetrated it. However, this is a tradition of the Goblin tribe that has existed for tens of thousands of years and has long been deeply rooted in all Goblin tribes.
It’s useless to say it, but it’s criticized.
Long Yi and Feng Chime stepped out of the flame avenue and stood in front of the goblin elder and the goblin clan leader with a smile.
In an instant, the onlookers made earthquake-like cheers, and then shouted the same slogan in an orderly manner. As for what it was, Long Yi was unknown.
At this time, the patriarch of the goblin tribe crossed his hands and silently recited the spell, and two yellow lights appeared from his fingertips.Then it shot into Long Yi and Feng Chime's bodies, and the goblins cheered even more.
From now on, the two will be our goblin tribe's eternal friends.The goblin leader said with a smile.Because of the language barrier, it is naturally translated by the Goblin Elder.
Clan leader, if we ask for anything in the future, can we ask you for help?Long turned his eyes and laughed.
This goblin tribe is good at digging tunnel mechanisms, and maybe it will be useful to them in the future.
The patriarch of the goblin tribe pondered for a while and slowly said: Our goblin tribe has a ancestral teaching.If you don’t get this magical forest, you can’t intervene in the disputes on the mainland unless...
Unless anything?Long Yi asked, if the goblins were huddled in this ghost place, they would have to do anything.
This ancestral teaching was when our ancestors swear to the God of Fire. Unless you are the God of Fire, we will be powerless.The leader of the goblin tribe said.
Long Yi rolled his eyes. This old guy was simply talking nonsense. Can he still hurt him if he was the old man Pusius, the Vulcan God?
At this time, the goblin elder said to the patriarch: patriarch.The time is almost the same.
The goblin leader nodded, walked up to the round stone platform in the center, and whispered a bird's song. His voice was thick and long, and he looked a little skillful.
After saying that, all the goblins began to sing and dance around the bonfire. The smoke of the bonfire was hazy, as if it were real and fantasy, and the men and women were singing hoarse or loudly gradually drifting.
Long Yi and Feng Ling sat on the stone bench on the side, looking at everything in front of him, and felt an unreal feeling.
Long Yi looked at the wind chime on his shoulder, and hit her with his elbow, and said: Ling'er, do you think the songs these goblins are a bit strange.
The wind chime was flushed and said angrily: Where is your hand hitting, a dishonest guy.
Long Yi was stunned, and pushed his elbow forward, and then he felt a ball of elastic soft flesh. He smiled and said: Accident, purely an accident.
Feng Ling snorted, and he had no other opinions. Anyway, he had seen everything and touched it.
She listened carefully to the goblins' singing and found a feeling of ethereality, one note after another, with ups and downs, without any stagnation in the transition, as if it had a very strange rhythm.
It's a bit strange, but it sounds quite comfortable.Fengling said.
Long Yi smiled, his brows frowned slightly, and I wonder if it was an illusion, but he always felt that this singing voice had some hypnotic effect.
The goblin tribe sang and danced for two or three hours, then dispersed and sat around the bonfire.
At this time, the goblin girl began to carry a basin made of metal and intersperse back and forth in front of the bonfire.
Long Yi and the others were naturally invited to the goblin leader and elder. When they saw that the basin was full of earthworm-like things, tangled together and drilled around, and there were white foam mixed in between, which looked a bit disgusting.
Clan leader, is this?Long Yi asked in confusion.
The patriarch of the goblin tribe smiled and picked up a bug with his hands, put it on the fire and roasted it, then sucked it into his mouth with a squeak, biting it with relish, and said while biting: This is a worm that tastes very delicious and can only be eaten during the sacrifice meeting. Don’t be polite, try to eat it as much as possible.
Long Yi felt chills. Although he had eaten rats, snakes, and even cockroaches in order to survive in his previous life, it was not a critical moment of life and death, so the mentally ill would eat this kind of thing.
Fengling Ring looked at the goblins around who were eating these worms raw and loud, and her stomach suddenly surged. Fortunately, she was a necromancer and usually saw many skeleton zombies, otherwise she would be unable to suppress it.
We are still not used to eating this thing. We still have something to eat on ourselves. You can eat it slowly.Long Yi said with a smile.
The Goblin Patriarch suddenly realized and said: To Ah, I almost forgot that you are humans. Since this is the case, I won’t force it. Let’s drink some delicious bars that our Goblins use underground river water to make.
Long Yi smelled the smell of more pungent than horse urine in the metal bottle handed over by the goblin clan leader, and said with a stern smile: Your goblin clan has too strong essence, we will definitely not be able to drink it.
The Goblin tribe smiled proudly and said: Yes, this wine is very strong, and only our Goblin tribe can make it.
Long Yi looked at the embarrassing goblin elder who was a little embarrassed, smiled and walked aside with Feng Ling's hand. The head of the goblin clan was ambitious and talented, quite like a frog sitting in a well and watching the sky. Perhaps he had been staying underground for too long, but the goblin elder was a not simple person.
Long Yi and Feng Chime had already prepared a lot of food in the space ring. They spread a piece of brocade cloth on the ground, put on a few plates of mountain delicacies, took out two bottles of fine wine. Compared with the goblins' dinner, it was like one in the sky and the other in the ground.
Long Yi took a bite of the tender fire rabbit meat, sipped the best mellow of Zuixianglou, and then ate the tofu of the little beauty of the wind chime next to him from time to time. He was so happy that he could not help but admire the amazing adaptability of this guy. I'm afraid that even in the sea of corpses and blood, he would still eat and sleep soundly.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of Long Yi and the others with a silence, and his turbid eyes stared at the delicious food on the ground and turned green.
Before the dragon could speak, the goblin elder grabbed a plate of dishes like lightning and stuffed it into his mouth like a reincarnation. The speed was really amazing. Even the mangul had to be at a disadvantage here.
In a blink of an eye, the dishes on the brocade were swept away by the goblin elder. He burped, grabbed the bottle of wine from Long Yi's hand and poured it into his mouth, and then showed a satisfied lewd smile on his face, which looked like he had just orgasm.
I said to Elder, why don’t you go and enjoy your delicious food?Long Yi said dissatisfied.
The goblin elder smiled, and his skin, which looked like tree bark, looked even more wrinkled and shrank. He smiled and said: Do you think I am old and confused. Our goblins live underground all year round, and there are only a few foods to eat, and there is no delicious food for you humans.
Your patriarch doesn't seem to think so.Long Yi laughed.
The goblin elder smiled and looked at the goblin clan in the distance and sighed: He is still young and will gradually understand it in the future.
Long Yi looked at Feng Ling strangely and said: He is still young?I have a lot of beards, enough to be my grandfather.
The average age of our goblin tribe is several times that of you humans. The patriarch is only in his sixties now, so of course he is young.The goblin elder said.
Long Yi's heart immediately became a little unbalanced. Why did human lifespan just be so short, but these alien races all lived for a long time. However, thinking about the incomparable creativity and wisdom of human beings, he felt nothing was wrong.
At this moment, the ground suddenly shook, and many goblins who were enjoying food were knocked to the ground. A dull roar like thunder came from somewhere underground. The domineering aura in the roar made Long Yi and Feng Ling twitch tight, and their chests were as dull as a big rock.
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