High in the sky, the strong wind was blowing, making a whirring sound like a steel knife.
There are meteors falling in the distance, rubbing into bright fireballs and falling to the ground; there are also dim lights passing by, turning into a flash in the void; and there are red clouds changing in the void, beautiful and alluring, looking quite moving.
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The blond woman stood in the void, with Gang Qi surrounding her body, resisting all kinds of harm.
He looked indifferent, waiting for the final result.
At this moment, the void flickered slightly, and the golden portal emitted a ray of light. Following a flash of light, a Feather Demon Clan monk came out. His expression was a little tired, and there were still some injuries on his body, but he was full of energy.
But it seems to have improved a lot.
In the past, they were just flowers in the greenhouse, but now they have become small trees that have experienced wind and rain.
The blonde woman nodded, very satisfied.
There was another noise, and another monk walked out, but his condition was a little bad. One arm was broken, and one wing was half broken. There was fear in his eyes, as if he had experienced a cruel battle in this ancient domain. During the battle,
The energy and spirit were knocked out.
The blond woman said nothing, but she gave up on him.
Such a guy is in such a bad state of mind that he is not worth cultivating.
The door was flashing again, and the rays of light were changing. The monks walked out one after another, with different expressions. Some arms were trembling, some looked terrified, some were afraid, some were happy, and some were a little crazy.
Everyone stepped forward one after another, counting the [prey] and reporting their results.
The blond woman took inventory, her expression changing slightly, identifying some good seedlings that could be cultivated; at the same time, she chose to give up on some bad ones.
After counting the number of people, it was found that more than a thousand Feather Demon Clan monks had died. They were killed by their prey.
The blond woman said: "The battle is over. We are going to another venue to meet up and conduct military training. We will integrate many monks into a whole to improve their coordination and thus increase their combat effectiveness. I hope you can survive until the end.
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With a wave of his hand, he led the crowd to disappear.
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The great catastrophe of heaven and earth only lasts for one day.
The Feathered Demon Clan can only hunt its prey for one day.
When the day is up, it will evacuate automatically.
The Feather Demon Clan left.
But in the Xuanhuang Realm, there is a mess left. Countless cities are broken, city walls are collapsing, and countless humans are buried inside; mountains and rivers are collapsing, rivers are blocked, and many rivers have begun to change their courses. There is no blood on the ground, and there are no corpses.
But the void is filled with evil spirits and the aura of death.
The ancient domain that used to have a large population has now become sparsely populated and deserted.
Under the invasion of countless evil spirits, the human race has been wiped out, and most humans have been treated as prey and killed.
Only a few human races survived.
They were able to survive not because the Feathered Demons were kind-hearted, but because they left [seeds] behind and waited for the population to multiply in a hundred years before harvesting them again.
Click!
Click!
At this moment, there was a violent noise in a certain space. With the noise, the man who was sleeping in it woke up and walked out of the space as if he had thought of something.
Sensing everything outside, the once prosperous city turned into ruins, and countless human corpses were buried under the ruins. There once was a supremely powerful man who stood high in the sky and struck with a volley, and the entire city was destroyed and transformed.
It was in ruins, with countless casualties.
The evil spirit is surging, and countless unwilling human souls and residual thoughts are surging, seeming to express their anger.
The man shouted unwillingly: "No, how could this happen! Teacher, how could you die? I'm not dead yet, how could you die!"
Yang Feng looked at everything around him with endless reluctance.
Everything recorded in the books of the past was certainly cruel, but it was nothing compared to what we experienced in reality.
"eye for eye!"
Yang Feng gritted his teeth and said.
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The void was changing, and high in the sky, Lu Xuanji watched this scene.
Seeing the blond woman commanding everything, the gate to the void opened, and began to invade the ancient domain, and began to use human beings as "prey", killing a large number of prey.
Then I saw a large number of human beings being killed, and they looked miserable.
Lu Xuanji sighed slightly: "The human race in this world is really miserable. They have had their ancient civilization books destroyed, their cultivation systems destroyed, and their civilization inheritance destroyed; and then they were imprisoned in this ancient domain and lived like domestic animals.
Set up an array on the outside to isolate everything, they are being kept in captivity without knowing it!"
"Not only that, the Feather Demon Clan also teaches these humans the totem training system, which can be said to contain evil intentions. The totem training system not only has great disadvantages and consumes one's own potential, but also has many shortcomings. After practicing the totem system, the human monks will become more delicious
Delicious, more suitable for some people’s tastes!”
Looking at this scene, Lu Xuanji felt depressed.
If the Zifu Realm is breached, the humans in the Zifu Realm will also be kept in captivity, like domestic animals.
It won't be miserable, it will just be worse.
"It's a pity that I can't save you!"
Lu Xuanji apologized in his heart.
In the Xuanhuang Ancient Territory, this formation is set up on the periphery. It is at the level of the God Transformation. It requires a strong God Transformation to break it. However, his incarnation is only at the peak of Nascent Soul and is unable to break the formation and save these humans.
Not only could they not be saved, but they could only watch silently as they were slaughtered.
"You can only use the method of entering a dream to teach something!"
Lu Xuanji felt sorry in his heart, and in a flash, he went to hide in a mountain.
The Thirty-three Heavenly Treasures are activated, countless phantoms are flashing, the void is changing, countless runes are changing and running, the soul begins to blur, and falls into sleep. To preach in a dream is considered to be the greatest threat to fellow human beings in other worlds.
Help!
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At night, Yang Feng had just eaten meat and his stomach was bulging slightly. Suddenly his eyelids started to twitch and he couldn't help but feel sleepy.
Started to get up and got to bed.
Just a moment later, he fell into a deep sleep and began to enter the dreamland.
The void is changing, and the dreamland is completely white, without a trace of color or extraneous embellishment. At this moment, the void is changing slightly, and the vast white disappears, turning into a plain, a big mountain, and an endless stream of people.
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Like a picture scroll, the world becomes rich and colorful.
Yang Feng stood on the plain, seeming to think of something and forgetting something.
At this moment, a man appeared in front of him. The man was tall and straight. He stood like a cypress with a majestic aura. It was just a silhouette from behind, but it gave people a feeling like Mount Tai, giving people a sense of stability.
It seems that all difficulties, all dangers, and all ups and downs are nothing.
After the storm, there must be a rainbow.
After hardships, there must be blessings.
"Greetings, senior!"
Yang Feng stepped forward and said.
"You are good, you are very good!" The man spoke, as if he had gained insight into something, and said: "You are actually the Golden Holy Body. The Golden Holy Body is one of the ancient physiques. It contains golden blood. It is naturally strong in vitality and blood, and has a strong body.
Powerful, like a real dragon in human form. At the moment of battle, its fighting power is powerful and its killing power is astonishing."
"Not only that, the golden holy body also has blessings on itself, which can increase the speed of monks' cultivation, which is faster than many monks."
"Those monks with golden holy bodies, as long as they are not too useless, as long as they are not too unlucky, will definitely achieve the golden elixir, and the Nascent Soul will also have great hopes. It is a pity that you took the wrong path and actually embarked on the totem martial arts."
The more he observed the man, the more pity Lu Xuanji felt.
In the Purple Mansion Realm, those monks with special physiques are very few in number and can be said to be the darlings of heaven.
Not only is the lower limit high, the upper limit is also high.
It's a pity that I was born in Feiyu World and were raised together in captivity since childhood, which delayed me too much.
This time, I activated the secret technique and used the method of entering a dream to enter someone's dream, which was very random.
However, at random, there is certainty that he will enter the dream of a monk with strong qualifications. As for monks with poor or average qualifications, he will not enter the dreams of those monks at all.
When recruiting disciples, why do many monks choose geniuses instead of ordinary people or losers?
Because geniuses have a higher success rate, they spend less resources and pay less cost;
It takes a lot of resources and a lot of time to train an ordinary person, or a loser, into a strong person.
This Yang Feng is a genius. He actually has a golden holy body and has some powerful qualifications.
Yang Feng was slightly stunned, but still asked: "Senior, what is the golden elixir, what is the Nascent Soul? What is the golden holy body?"
Lu Xuanji smiled and began to do some popular science: "The universe is huge and boundless, with many galaxies, and there are many life planets in the galaxies. On different planets, different lives are derived, and there are corresponding cultivation systems. In the universe
There are many cultivation systems that have been born, and there are dozens of famous ones; there are thousands, or even more, of less famous ones that are on the verge of extinction."
"Among the many systems, the system of cultivating immortals is the most popular, with the largest number of cultivators, and the highest ceiling. It is divided into many realms, including Qi refining, foundation building, Zifu, golden elixir, Nascent Soul, and god transformation.
Refining the void, combining the Tao, overcoming tribulations, and becoming an immortal. There are many realms above the immortal, and I don’t know about them, so I won’t go into details here!”
"As for the totem system you practice, the number of repairers is few, the upper limit is relatively low, and the flaws are relatively huge. The highest level is only a platinum warrior. The platinum warrior is only equivalent to the peak of Nascent Soul. But in a duel at the same level, the platinum warrior will only be defeated by the Nascent Soul.
The monk easily killed him."
"Not only is their combat effectiveness low, they also have a short lifespan. The lifespan of a platinum warrior is at most 1,500 years, while the lifespan of a Nascent Soul monk is at least 2,000 years."
"During cultivation, one's own Qi and blood are depleted all the time, and one's own potential is constantly reduced, which has great disadvantages."
"The totem system has fast cultivation speed, low combat effectiveness, relatively low upper limit, and many flaws...those Feather Demon Clan monks don't know how to practice. Instead, they are sent to some slaves to cultivate cannon fodder and some meat pigs."
Yang Feng thought of slaves and pigs, and couldn't help but feel angry in his heart. He said, "Senior, how can you teach me!"
Lu Xuanji said: "How can humans be slaves! I will teach you the method of cultivation, so that you can break the shackles, escape from the prison, seek the free world outside, and live with dignity..."
With a flick of his finger, a stream of light flashed across and landed on the center of his eyebrows.
There is a book of cultivation techniques, a book of body training techniques, and some three-way magical powers and secret techniques.
Yang Feng closed his eyes and digested this knowledge.
[The White Tiger Heaven-Bearing Art can refine the spiritual energy of gold into Geng-Gold mana, which can be cultivated to the peak of becoming a god.]
[The Immortal Golden Body Technique can temper the physical body with the help of Qi and blood, and cultivate it to the highest level. It can be reborn after severed limbs, the golden body is immortal, and it can be reborn with a drop of blood]
[Killing Sword Technique, hone your sword skills in the midst of killing, the level is great magical power]
[Wind escape technique can be used to escape]
[Blood Demon Transformation can burn Qi and blood and be used to fight]
As I continue to experience these exercises, I feel enlightened and enlightened.
Knowledge that was unfamiliar and mired in the past is now clearly visible.
Comparing the Totem Martial Arts again, I only feel that the Totem Martial Arts is extremely crude, has great shortcomings, and has great disadvantages.
In the cultivation system, as long as you reach the foundation-building realm, you can live without food; but in the totem system, even if you reach the platinum warrior level, you still need to eat meat.
If you don't eat for three consecutive days, you will feel hungry.
"Thank you, senior. What do you call me, senior?"
Yang Feng said gratefully.
"I, Taoist Creation!" Lu Xuanji said, "Go!"
At this moment, the dream began to break.
In a daze, Yang Feng opened his eyes and touched his surroundings. He was on the bed.
Thinking back to the dream, everything that happened in the dream was clearly visible.
But when I recalled it carefully, I couldn't remember the appearance of that senior. It seemed to have become extremely blurry. The more I recalled it, the blurrier it became. It seemed that I had forgotten his appearance, but only remembered the Taoist name of Taoist Creation.
"The exercises in the dream are real, right?!"
Yang Feng thumped and stood up.
Sitting on the bed, he was running the [White Tiger Heaven-Breaking Technique]. As the technique was running, the spiritual energy around him was like water, entering the acupoints one after another, swimming around the body, dredging the eight extraordinary meridians.
All kinds of tiny meridians, all kinds of tiny acupoints.
Some blocked meridians were opened one after another, and some closed acupuncture points were also opened.
After practicing for a night, I felt changes in my body. There was mud on my body and there was a foul smell.
After entering the bathtub and washing, my body became clean.
Feeling relaxed all over.
Just practice for one night and you will reach the peak of Qi refining.
You can enter the realm of foundation building at any time.
It's just that the impulse in my heart, which is suppressed, is constantly polishing the foundation.
If the foundation is not strong, the earth will shake.
It takes hundreds of days of polishing, polishing it to the extreme, and becoming more rounded before it can enter the realm of foundation building.
This is a hundred days of foundation building.
After a hundred days of hard work, the Qi in his body is transforming and he has entered the realm of foundation building.
It is only in the realm of foundation building, but the Qi movement becomes more original, mellow and free, the cultivation level becomes more stable, and the improvement of oneself becomes more and more obvious.
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After waking up from the dream, Lu Xuanji looked at the Xuanhuang Ancient Territory and sighed slightly.
The human race was kept in captivity, and he was filled with resentment in his heart.
But after the anger, it can only turn into silence.
He was unable to rescue these trapped humans, so he could only use dreams to help certain people.
Leave this ancient domain and travel to other areas.
This is also the only thing he can do for this human race.
While walking around, he saw many things. The Feather Demon Tribe was preparing for war and turned into a huge military camp. The strong men from one realm gathered near the void passage to launch an attack on the Zifu Realm. The war had just begun.
, it just smells like gunpowder.
While walking, he collected information about Feiyu World.
There are many small races in Feiyu World. They are limited to a small area. Not only do they have limited territory and limited resources, they are also regularly exploited or harvested by the Feather Demon Clan.
Not only is the number of strong people limited, but the upper limit of strong people is also limited.
For example, in the Xuanhuang Ancient Territory, the strongest human monks can only become platinum warriors, that is, peak Nascent Soul monks. As for the higher levels, either the road is broken or the resources are insufficient, there is simply not enough to develop corresponding strong men. Even if
An accident occurs, and a strong person breaks the shackles and steps into a higher realm. However, he is quickly surrounded by powerful feather demon tribes and eventually dies.
In this world, there are many small races, but most of them are in captivity. The Feathered Demon Clan is a dominant family.
Within the Feathered Demon Clan, they are divided into the Immortal Clan and the Eight Saint Clan.
The world level of Feiyu World is half a level higher than that of Zifu World. Because of the half level, powerful people at the immortal level can be born.
Heavenly Immortal, this is a more powerful existence than the Tribulation Powerful One.
In the Purple Mansion Realm, if you fail to survive the ninth calamity, you will directly turn into ashes and everything will come to an end. No need to say anything more; but if you survive the calamity, you will be summoned by the gate of the fairy world and forced to ascend to the fairy world.
Therefore, in the Zifu Realm, the strongest ones are only those at the eighth level of transcending tribulations.
But Feiyu World is different, because the world level is half a level higher. When a monk survives nine consecutive heavenly tribulations and becomes an immortal, he can use the origin of the world to temporarily block the power of the gate to the fairy world, and forcefully
Stay in this world.
In the world of Feiyu, there is a strong man from heaven.
Because of the presence of this powerful celestial being, he has swallowed up some powerful worlds many times in world invasion battles.
For example, the world of Blue Jade God Realm is mainly populated by gods.
In the universe, the Gods are a rare but powerful race.
Many protoss are born with golden elixir cultivation, and with a little effort they can become powerful or even stronger ones.
In the Blue Jade God Realm, the population of the God Clan is less than one million, but among the top experts above Lianxu, they occupy as many as six levels.
However, the powerful Blue Jade God Realm was attacked and destroyed by Feiyu World. Just because a heavenly immortal took action, everything was destroyed.
"The trouble is big, the problem is big... someone is cheating! If the powerful Celestial Immortal takes action, can the monks from the Zifu Realm withstand it?"
Lu Xuanji was thinking.
Thinking about the information in the intelligence, I felt a little numb.
"In the battle of monks, in the early stages, there is still the possibility of cross-level battles, but in the later stages, cross-level battles become more difficult and even impossible. In the Zifu world, the strongest person is only at the eighth level of tribulation.
How to be an opponent of an immortal.
Theoretically, after a monk survives nine tribulations and ascends to the immortal world, he can use the energy of the immortal world to transform his body into an immortal body, his soul into an immortal soul, and his magic power into immortal power, so that he can become an immortal."
"In Ke Feiyu Realm, after surviving nine tribulations, the immortal immortals resisted the temptation of the immortal world and continuously absorbed the immortals. Their essence, energy and spirit were transformed, and they entered the realm of immortals. Regardless of the powerful magic power or the strength of the battle, take action
Far beyond the eighth level of Tribulation Transcendence, if a war really breaks out... can it really be fought?"
Lu Xuanji felt anxious and couldn't help but think of running away.
"If it really doesn't work, I can only fly to the stars and escape from the stars."
"It's just not appropriate after all. In the vast and boundless universe, it is very difficult to find a life planet. It is even more likely to encounter a cosmic storm, get lost in the endless starry sky, and possibly die from exhaustion of life span.
After leaving the mother world, many monks wandered in the endless starry sky. When their life span was exhausted, they did not encounter a living planet. The life span of one hundred thousand years for the monks who transcended the tribulation seemed to be a long life, but considering the distance in the universe,
Too short.
After all, when distance is calculated in the universe, it is often calculated in light years, the distance that light travels in one year.
But the tribulation monks are just stronger monks, and they are far inferior in speed. Even the movement in the void is only one-tenth of the speed of light."
After analyzing this information, Lu Xuanji's mood became increasingly heavy.
"The only thing I'm more fortunate about is the suppression of the world!"
"The Purple Mansion Realm has a strong origin. Even if a powerful Celestial Immortal arrives, he will be suppressed to the eighth level of Tribulation, or even lower. In a short period of time, the Immortal Celestial Immortal will not come to the Purple Mansion Realm. He can only wait for two days.
The two worlds are completely connected together, and the laws of the Zifu Realm are eroded by the Feiyu Realm. Only when the suppression of the heavenly immortal is very small will the Zifu Realm be completely attacked."
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Department, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of the previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment just changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood that comes from everyone in the Zhenmo Division.