Ninety thousand miles east of the Triangle Continent.

The rocky islands are filled with the cold and dark spiritual energy of the world. The air on many islands is humid, covered with poisonous miasma, and swamps are connected.

This is Black Stone Island, the territory of the Black Witch Cult.

Among many swamps, there were warriors captured by the Black Witch Cult.

The warriors roared, and their lives seemed to be drawn away by something in their bodies.

Every once in a while, a larva of black crystal Scorpio, centipede, and spider flew out of these warriors.

Once these witch insects carefully cultivated by the Black Witch Cult leave the host, those people will be exhausted from their vitality and soul power.

Many vicious witch insects were fighting cruelly in the swamp, with poisonous miasma.

The Black Witch Cultists in black cloaks were scattered on the island, responsible for protecting the witch insects and constantly transporting more living sacrifices.

"Mmmmm!"

A series of roars of ghosts and wolves howling suddenly came from the distant sky. Soon, hundreds of Tiangui tribe members descended from the sky on such strange pumice stones.

As soon as they landed on Black Stone Island, the members of the Tiangui Clan started killing and slaughtering bloody slaughter.

Half an hour later, the Black Witch Cultists stationed here were killed.

The members of the Tiangui Clan were swaying on the island while tearing their arms and gnawing blood.

"These insects are filled with violent and bloodthirsty chaotic emotions, and their power is cold and vicious. They are simply a big tonic for us!" An old man from the Nirvana Realm of the Heavenly Ghost Clan reached out and grabbed a witch insect, chewed it and swallowed it into his stomach. He felt it carefully for a while and immediately became excited.

"The great sage has hope of recovery!" Many Tiangui clan members became excited.

"Collect these strange bugs. Take them back, we continue to massacre the surrounding islands and find more bugs to come out!" The old man gave the order.

The members of the Tiangui Clan immediately took action and took action as they all took responsibility.

...

One day later.

A huge pumice stone, with more than a dozen members of the Tiangui clan, landed in the central hinterland of the Sanling Continent.

“Look at what good things we found!”

The Tiangui tribe members rushed over excitedly, holding the gray-brown pottery jar.

In the pottery jar, witch insects were squirming and fighting each other, and a strong vitality emerged from their bodies.

Matthew and other great sages of the Tiangui Clan were excited, and they all burst into green light.

They reached out and the pottery jars fell into their palms. They twisted up a witch insect and threw them into their mouths to chew them. They immediately found that the surging vitality burst out. They poured into their limbs and bones, quickly regaining their vitality.

"Good thing! Bhutto can recover quickly! All these bugs are kept!" Matthew shouted.

The Tiangui clan members all became excited.

Two more days passed.

In the direction above the heads of the Ghost Clan, suddenly there was a violent space shock wave, and circles of blue light rippled, blowing many pumice stones into pieces.

In a dark and chaotic tunnel, a ray of gray light slowly came, as if passing through an extremely long space distance.

"call out!"

The light fell, twisted, and changed constantly.

After a long time, an old man from the Tiangui clan who was as thin as a timber and as old as a corpse gradually condensed into shape.

There were bright lights on his thin body. If you feel it carefully, you will know that they were space light blades.

After the old man arrived, he sat down silently and adjusted without saying a word.

After an entire hour, the gaps in the space that covered his whole body were healing little by little.

At this time, he took a long breath and said in an emotional voice: "I finally smelled the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth in my hometown again!"

"Bhutto! We've found you good things!" Matthew clapped his hands.

The pottery jars were brought over by the members of the Tiangui Clan and placed neatly in front of the old man. Each pottery jar was filled with witch insects.

The witch insect absorbs the essence, blood, life functions, and soul power in the warrior's body slowly nurturing. The small witch insect has pure life essence in its body. For people with weak bodies, each witch insect is like a great replenishment pill.

Butto stretched out his ghost claws, grabbed a handful of witch insects from a pottery jar, and threw them into his mouth like rice balls and chewed them.

"What a wonderful thing! What a strong essence of life!" Colorful blood flowed from the corner of Butto's mouth, and he screamed in surprise.

Matthew and the great sages of the Heavenly Ghost Clan explained the recent situation to him while he was eating, telling him that there were nine silver-level forces in the riot, and those forces had a general level of power.

Half a day passed.

Bhutto never stopped regaining himself as a witch insect. After the witch insects in the pottery jar turned into his life essence, gray smoke gushed out from his pores.

In the smoke, Bhutto laughed strangely, "What else can you be afraid of without the spiritual realm of the Botian clan?"

"Those human races are very large and some guys who have reached the Immortal Realm are not easy to deal with." Matthew said.

"It was not only our Tiangui Clan who were expelled from the spiritual realm by the Botian Clan back then, but also some races feared the strength of the Botian Clan, and hid in the auxiliary world early on, and cut off the connection with the main world of the Spirit Realm." Bhutto touched the blood on the corner of his mouth, "Our Tiangui Clan is the most sensitive to space fluctuations. Before those guys left, they had an agreement with me and had a tacit understanding!"

While speaking, Bhutto's pupils burst out with slivery slits, like cracks in space.

Above his head, layers of spatial ripples rippled, like a sensed fluctuation extending to a very far place.

Bhutto seemed to be searching for something.

Half an hour later, his eyes suddenly lit up, "This world has two marking points. As long as we break the mark and connect the channel, we can have two more allies!"

The Tiangui clan members were immediately excited.

"You stay here!" Butu Teng stood up, turned into a black light, and shot into the layered space that appeared above his head, without a shadow in an instant.

...

Where the black iron giant ships are located.

Many golden fire phoenixes, phoenix chariots, giant chariots, various crystal chariots, and flying spirit weapons in the form of giant beasts came one after another in the following period.

Luo Nan and Yan Baiyi from Tianjian Mountain, Yu Lingwei from the Fantasy Demon Sect, Shi Xiuling and others, Qi Yang from Wanzhou Mountain, and Feng Yi from the Tianqi Sect all came from their territory thousands of miles away.

This place quickly gathered the strongest forces in the riot land.

All the great immortal realm warriors, dozens of Nirvana realm existences, hundreds of thousands of broken realm warriors also flocked to them with spiritual weapons.

Even the Shura clan, who is close to the Nirvana Sect, led a group of tribe members to help the Nirvana Sect eradicate the inhumane evil clan.

For a time, the Triangle Continent became the focus of this world, and warriors who came from various silver-level forces made the sky and oceans here congested.

Nan Zhengtian, Qi Yang, Feng Yi, Yu Lingwei and others began to discuss the details of the attack when dealing with the evil clan.

The many younger generations below are also scattered in all directions, walking around each other.

After more than a year, Luo Chen and Du Xiangyang also advanced to Ruyi Concept.

After the two of them came over, they found Xue Moyan and Chu Li, and both asked Qin Lie Ren where they were.

"After that guy talked to my master, he seemed to go into seclusion immediately. He has not shown up for half a month." Chu Li smiled bitterly, "Don't look at me, I can't find him. My master said that unless he comes out by himself, no one will be allowed to call him."

Luo Chen, Du Xiangyang and Xue Moyan were both surprised and happy.

Being able to talk to the first person in the riot is an unparalleled opportunity for all warriors.

What's more coincidental is that Qin Lie is also proficient in the power of thunder, and the benefits he can get from the Ancestor Nirvana are simply immeasurable.

Luo Chen and the others understood that when Qin Lie's retreat ended this time, he would definitely be able to rise to a new level in his understanding of the Thunder Spirit Art.

"Chu Li, where has that guy named Qin Lie been hidden by your Nirvana Sect? Why? Don't you dare let him out?" A beautiful woman in the costume of the Tianyi Sect came side by side with Feng Yiyou and shouted from afar, "I heard from my junior brother Feng that guy is very powerful. I have to come here this time just to see him! Where is that guy?"

The woman's hair was tied up high, and on her ten spring onions-like jade fingers, she actually wore ten exquisite space rings.

Her name is Luo Kexin, and she is the granddaughter of Luo Han, the Tianwei Sect. She not only has outstanding talent in refining weapons, but also has extraordinary martial arts attainments.

Not only in the Tianqi Sect, but also among the young people in the riot, Feng Yiyou learned the fighting method of using many spiritual weapons to make the enemy feel a splitting headache.

In the Tianqi Sect, Feng Yiyou wanted to call her elder sister. The reason why she didn't participate in the last trial was because she had already entered the state of Ruyi and did not meet the conditions for entering the divine funeral.

Luo Kexin was very angry when she heard that Feng Yiyou suffered a great loss at the burial hall and got nothing.

This time, under Feng Yiyou's encouragement, she insisted on coming over and wanted to help Feng Yiyou get back the scene.

"So it's Senior Sister Luo." Chu Li smiled slightly, "Look, Luo Chen and Du Xiangyang are also looking for Qin Lie, but unfortunately that guy is in seclusion, so he may not be able to get out for the time being."

Luo Chen's face was cold, and he glanced at Luo Kexin without saying a word.

Du Xiangyang laughed and bowed, "I have met Senior Sister Luo, haha, when will Senior Sister Luo be free? Please help me refine a sword?"

"I want me to help you refine a sword?" Luo Kexin curled her lips, looked at Du Xiangyang up and down, shook her head and said, "You Du Xiangyang seem to have insufficient financial resources? You should know that the reward for refining a weapon is very high."

The new generation of weapon refiners of the Heavenly Artifact Sect, led by Luo Kexin, Ru Ru in the late stage of artistic conception, is already a sixth-grade weapon refiner at the Earth level.

In the future, Luo Kexin will go further and become a heaven-level weapon refiner.

The same is true. Luo Kexin Xiang Ziao, and few people dare to offend her.

…(To be continued...)
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