Monster clan, ancestral mountain.
On the top of the mountain, two people stood, the Demon Ancestor in a gray robe, and Yu Zhi in a fiery red dress. The two most resourceful demon tribes looked down at the north, looking at the world that they had watched for thousands of years.
, In today's world of monsters, spiritual energy is extremely scarce, and the cold in the extreme north is becoming more and more unbearable. Even the monster monks in the middle and fifth realms are almost unable to withstand such a severe cold, and as Man Yuan...
After eating up all the luck of the demon clan in one breath, the aura of this world will naturally become even more difficult to sustain.
The Demon Ancestor looked calm and his eyes were filled with emptiness. He looked at the land in the north and said: "In these mountains, how many descendants of the Demon Clan are fighting for their lives for a bite to eat or a ray of spiritual energy. How many descendants of the Demon Clan are fighting for their lives just now?
The demon babies born from the demon tribe are abandoned by their parents or even eaten by their blood relatives because of lack of spiritual energy. We, the demon tribe, have been fighting bloody battles for many years. Is it just for such a result?"
"..."
Yu Zhi looked a little tired, and said softly: "Master Demon Ancestor, Yu Zhi is the one who is guilty. If he had succeeded in going south a hundred years ago, I am afraid that the world of our monster clan would be completely different."
"Do not blame you."
The Demon Ancestor frowned and said: "How can one person control the fate of the world and the great road? The chessboard of our Demon Clan is still too small after all, and we cannot escape the long-term planning of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism."
As he spoke, Demon Ancestor frowned and said, "The Qingliang Sect was destroyed like this?"
"Um."
Yu Xie pursed her red lips and said: "We have been hiding this chess piece, Zhao Jingyu, for thousands of years, right? I thought it could play a vital role, but who would have thought that Zhao Jingyu is impetuous by nature and cannot be used in a big way.
He was in the thirteenth realm but didn't know how to hide his clumsiness. He didn't want to offend anyone but he chose to offend Lin Baiyi, and as a result he ended up dead."
"The demon clan can no longer live in a corner like this."
The Demon Ancestor's voice was low and he said: "Liu Bai has led millions of demon clans to the ghost world. The remaining spiritual energy and luck there should be able to breed many demon clans in the upper five realms. Yu Zha, you are here
Also plan as early as possible. Don't really stop thinking about going south just because a snowy Tianchi is blocking it. There are now twenty military tents in the south of Zushan. You can follow your orders. As for how to use them, how to conquer the human world.
The line of defense is decided by you alone."
"yes!"
Yu Xie bowed and saluted: "Thank you Demon Ancestor for your trust in Yu Xie."
"Go ahead."
Demon Ancestor nodded: "I'll look at it for a while."
"yes."
Yu Zhi turned around and turned into a fiery red light and walked away, while the Demon Ancestor stood on the same spot, looking at the Demon Clan in the north in a daze. This land was too barren. It had been squeezed out by him over the years, and it had become
It's a celestial situation of drying up the lake and fishing. If it can't go south anymore, I'm afraid it will have to be eaten up by the human race step by step.
…
The world of neon clothes.
A figure in white robes stood in the air. Ran Qing, a great monk at the thirteenth level of the Demon Clan, was dressed in white robes for hunting. His eyes were filled with solemnity. He looked at the mountains in the distance, but all he could see were the peaks.
Like a fruit that had been drained of water, it shriveled up and collapsed one after another, falling into the endless abyss of the ground.
Further away, several rivers have completely dried up, the ground roots are cracked, the rivers are cut off, and the world of Nishang is collapsing.
Ran Qing looked far into the distance. At the edge of the underground abyss, a team of hundreds of people was heading south. They were all ordinary people in the world of neon clothes. They were all in ragged clothes and in a state of embarrassment. Such teams could be seen almost everywhere in the north of the world of neoshang, and
, there are more people who have been swallowed up by mountains and rivers, and these are all thanks to that war.
Yan Beichen, a fourteenth-level sword cultivator, fought against the demon clan and many upper-level five masters of the demon clan. That battle broke all the mountains and rivers. Half of the mountains and rivers in the entire Nishang world were shattered. Now,
The roots of the ground were destroyed, the landscape was shattered, and the consequences were still unfolding little by little. It can be said that although Nishang Tianxia had eaten up most of the swordsmanship of the Fourteenth Realm, it had eaten all the Qi of Man Yuan, the demon king of the Thirteenth Realm.
Luck, but the consequences are also quite serious, half of the world is shattered, the legendary Lu Shen is about to appear, and half of the world of neon clothes sinks into the sea!
"well……"
This respected old gentleman in the world of neon clothes couldn't help but sigh.
At this time, a figure flew through the air. It was a demon warrior wearing silver armor, the marshal of the three armies in the world of neon clothes, and the number one person in the world under the demon emperor, Su Chan. At this time, Su Chan was already a
He is a rebirth-level martial artist with extremely strong fighting ability. Whether it is prestige or realm, he is a first-class existence in the world of Nishang.
As a result, given Ran Qing's high moral character and respect, he still immediately turned around, bowed and saluted, and said: "The marshal is here?"
"Um."
Su Chan looked at the mountains in the north that were collapsing one after another, and frowned, saying: "Since the battle of Yan Beichen, the mountains and rivers in our Nishang world have continued to collapse, and the people in the north have been displaced and moved southward, so that the towns in the south have almost
It’s already overcrowded, which is really worrying.”
"The marshal must not only worry about the mountains, but also the mountains."
Ran Qing sighed and said: "In the past few days, more than a dozen first-class sects in the north have lost their foundations due to the broken mountains and rivers. These monks have no other choice but to act like ordinary people who have been displaced. Now I, Nishang,
The rivers and lakes in the south of the world are becoming more and more chaotic, and monks are being killed almost every moment, so this is not the solution."
Su Chan nodded: "Don't worry, sir. His Majesty the Demon Emperor and I have already set a date. Nishang Tianxia will eventually go south. All we need is an opportunity."
"good."
Ran Qing turned around and said: "If the world of Nishang is in need, we monks will definitely go to war and it is our duty to do so!"
"So……"
Su Chan solemnly clasped his fists: "The hundreds of millions of people of the God race in the world of Nishang in the next generation would like to thank you in advance!"
…
A few days later.
Snowy Tianchi, at the top of the mountain.
Lin Zhao's moves were not sloppy at all, and the fist pile was full of artistic conception. Standing beside him was Tianyuan realm martial artist Chen Ben. The fist pile he pulled was exactly the same as Lin Zhao's, but the true energy flowing through Chen Ben's body was more intense, like a torrent.
It is like an endless river. Compared with it, the zhenqi of Lin Zhao, a martial artist at this level, is like a small trickle, which is somewhat insignificant.
But Lin Zhao was not impatient at all, and kept practicing boxing again and again. Until noon, the boxing proficiency bar was finally full. Suddenly, there was a soft "peng" sound, and a small shackle in his heart was directly
After rushing away, Lin Zhao felt refreshed for a moment. The veins in his body were continuously broadened, and his true energy became much more powerful.
Finally, the situation has been broken!
"Ding!"
System prompt: Congratulations on successfully entering the martial arts [vital blood realm]. The effects you obtain are as follows: 20 movement skills, 40 endurance, 20 toughness, 10% energy and blood recovery, and 10% of the damage taken when attacked is converted into health points!
…
The second level martial artist is a level not worth mentioning.
However, Lin Zhao was overjoyed. This feeling of regaining what was lost was so great! Moreover, the attributes obtained by improving the martial arts realm are actually extremely important to players, such as movement skills, endurance, toughness, plus 10% damage absorption. In fact, they can greatly improve the player's combat power. Moreover, with the improvement of martial arts level, Lin Zhao will be more confident when facing monks from the four northern tribes in the future, or at least be more resistant to beatings, right? He knows it well. This point is very important. There are few mountain monks from the four northern tribes who don't want to beat themselves up.
"Congratulations to brother Lin Zhao for breaking through!"
Chen Ben laughed. He was as surprised as Lin Zhao. It seemed that he had nothing to be happy about after breaking through to the Tianyuan realm. At that time, he just scratched his head and giggled. He fulfilled his mission and did not disappoint brother Lin Zhao. This was what made him happiest. place, and now, Lin Zhao has returned to martial arts and has become a second-level martial artist so quickly. Chen Ben sincerely feels that it is quite amazing!
At this time, Dongzang went up the mountain, carrying a bamboo basket, a few hard dishes and two pots of apricot wine.
"You came at the right time, thank you for your hard work Dong Zang!"
Lin Zhao clapped his hands, indicating that Chen Ben could eat.
Dongzang smiled and shook his head. What's so hard? In fact, he was just doing some chores at the mountain top garden. He didn't pay much at all. As a result, he was protected by everyone every day. Not to mention, Xiaojiuer a few days ago He even gave himself a section of his natal tree, which is a fruit tree, and let him slowly warm and refine it. Although he didn't know what it came from, Dong Zang's spiritual consciousness benefited greatly after it touched it. Obviously this thing is quite rare. If I were just an ordinary apricot girl, I might never have the opportunity to come into contact with such treasures in this life.
Therefore, Dong Zang cherishes his status in the mountain top garden very much, and can do more things.
On the side, two warriors, Lin Zhao and Chen Ben, were already devouring their food. They picked up the pig knuckles and chewed them fiercely. Then they drank wine from the jug. They also ate the fish with big mouthfuls. Dong Zang watched from the side. He looked up, with a smile on his lips. Although his son was a martial artist, he was also a swordsman and a Confucian scholar. The way he ate meat and drank wine was quite similar to those swordsmen in the world, but it was not ugly. On the contrary, Dongzang felt that he was the best in the world. This is what the man who looks at it looks like.
…
In the afternoon, the sword fairy, a woman in a red skirt and white shirt, went up the mountain. Xiaojiuer was about to return to Changming Mountain. She sat on a stone and watched Lin Zhao and Chen Ben practicing boxing with a smile. She felt that this scene seemed familiar. That year On her way home from school, she watched Lin Zhao and Xiao Shitou practice boxing countless times. Although she had no interest in boxing at that time, she was more interested in the cage under Lin Zhao in Baiyu Creek. But I still think Lin Zhao looks pretty good when he practices boxing. He is obviously a martial artist practicing boxing, but he is not rough at all, but has a somewhat elegant atmosphere.
"Brother Lin Zhao, I'm going back to the mountain."
Xiaojiuer held his chin and said with a smile.
"Yeah."
Lin Zhao raised his fist and said: "Bring some food with you. The food in our mountain top garden tastes better. Let Dong Zang bring you some."
"Bring it, bring it!"
She patted her waist bag and said with a smile: "Sister Dongzang even stuffed a whole wild boar for me..."
Lin Zhao couldn't help laughing.
Xiao Jiuer narrowed his eyes and looked at Chen Ben, saying: "Chen Ben, follow Brother Lin Zhao to practice boxing well and don't slack off. In addition, you must learn from Brother Lin Zhao's behavior. You can't just learn boxing from him, but also learn boxing from him." Look at how he conducts himself, and he must not be ungrateful in the future, do you understand?"
"Um!"
Chen Ben nodded heavily: "Sister Su, don't worry, Chen Ben will never let down brother Lin Zhao in this life!"
"Ah That's good."
Xiao Jiu'er smiled with squinted eyes, her eyes were like the crescent moon, so beautiful that she couldn't take in the sight.
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