Southeast Guizhou, Xijiang Town, Leishan County.
Qianhu Miao Village.
In the distance, more than a dozen villages, built along the mountains and rivers, are dotted together. The area is surrounded by mountains, with terraced fields cascading down the hillsides and cascading down to the sea of clouds. The Baishui River flows through the village, dividing the Xijiang Miao Village into two.
Part of Xijiang Qianhu Miao Village has become a tourist attraction, forming the Xijiang Miao Museum, which also houses the Gu Zang Toujia, Huo Lu Toujia, a wine-making workshop, an embroidery workshop, a batik workshop, and so on.
Behind the Qianhu Miao Village, it is close to Longmai Mountain.
This place is rarely visited by people, but there is an extremely huge ancient village.
Yiren, the ancestral land of the Miao family.
In this regard, no war has affected this ancestral land.
The Miao family's ancestral land is easy to defend and difficult to attack. There are more than a hundred formations around it, and no outside enemy can set foot here.
In the ancient Miao village, the tallest hanging tower belongs to Miao Longjue, the head of the Miao family.
At this moment, in this hanging cage, candlelight was rising and smoke was everywhere.
Elderly men in plain clothes were smoking water pipes. Within the swirling smoke, unique images emerged. On a bamboo chair in the front row, Miao Longjue narrowed his eyes, while eighteen Miao sword gods stood behind him.
The Sword God, the Miao tribe's strongest warrior, emerges every five years. Generations of Sword Gods gather here, and only the tribe leader can mobilize them.
At the other end, there was a bamboo couch, and in the middle of it, an old woman was sitting cross-legged. She was so old that she looked like a skeleton, sitting cross-legged on the couch.
All around were young Miao girls, all bowing.
"The Great Elder is dead!"
"Ancestor, the second one is gone."
Miao Longjue looked at the light and shadow and finally realized that Miao Longqing was dead. The Miao family failed again, and this time, his younger brother was dead.
"King of the Clear Wind Monument?"
The Miao family's ancestor, the aged old woman, slowly opened her eyes. As she did so, a young woman, one of them red, emerged and gently supported the ancestor. The young woman's spiritual energy merged with the ancestor's, and a cold light shone from the ancestor's eyes.
"yes!"
"Also, there is a force."
"Is that them?"
He stretched out his five fingers. Many Miao family masters, some of whom knew it, but some did not. Miao Longjue, with a gloomy face, nodded and said, "That's right."
"Just because of a soldier king, our Miao family suffered heavy losses."
"Northern Mannan Miao?"
"As long as Longhu Mountain doesn't leave, our Miao family should rule the north and the south."
"Let a mortal soldier king be made like this."
"Ancestor, calm down!"
"I will send out the Sword God right now to completely exterminate this person."
"He deserves to be killed, but his sins are too great, you should understand."
"If you offend my Miao family, all nine clans will be taken away."
Miao Fengying said coldly, this is the majesty of the Miao family, the majesty of the Miao family is forged with blood.
"clear!"
Miao Longjue nodded immediately. He wanted to avenge Miao Longqing and others and must kill Ye Tian.
Just when Miao Longjue was about to transmit his message, he felt the hanging tower vibrate.
"What's going on?"
"sound?"
Someone reacted, and a famous sword god looked solemnly at the sky. The sound came from the air. And this fluctuation made the Miao family's ancestral land feel a vibration.
"What's going on?"
"Go out and take a look!"
The Miao people all came out and looked up at the void. The moon in the sky shone on the Miao village, making it shrouded in a mysterious light. Amidst this light, a rumbling sound could be heard again in the distance.
"boom!"
A fighter jet emerged from behind the moon, instantly creating a strong wind.
"What's this?"
How could these strange people from the Miao family know about long-distance fighter jets? When they saw the fighter jets appear, some old men were trembling with fear.
Some young people seem to know something.
"airplane?"
"No, this is a fighter jet."
"Whose fighter?"
This place is deep in the mountains, surrounded by formations, and someone actually came here in a fighter jet.
The fighter plane turned back in the air, creating another sonic boom. These sonic booms shattered the tranquility of the Miao ancestral land, and each Miao clan warrior stared at the void in shock.
At this moment, a figure suddenly jumped down from the fighter plane.
“Someone showed up!”
"Who is it?"
Flames rose from the darkness, and Miao Longjue and others looked over.
On top of a hanging tower stood a cold-blooded man.
"This is the Miao family, right?"
Ye Tian looked coldly at Miao Longjue and others, and his cold voice spread throughout the Miao family's ancestral land.
Of course, the Miao family also saw it, and both men and women were staring at the figure on the hanging tower. Behind the figure, everyone was looking at the cold fighter plane.
Under the fighter jets, there are cruise missiles hanging.
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