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Chapter 834 New World

Chapter 834 The new world [Please vote at the end of the month]

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They flew for fifteen days, which was forty-five days in the outside world. Such a time change made him have to remind himself that it would only take twenty years here before the time window for the intersection of Hell Star and Splendid would come.

He was sent to a relatively remote island and mainland. The one-horned man who escorted him from beginning to end did not say anything. Of course, he had no thoughts of escaping. He was already in a prison. Before he figured out, where could he escape to?

Woolen cloth?

From the appearance, he could not completely distinguish the differences between these suspended islands and continents. It seemed that he had passed several islands and continents along the way, and they all looked similar from a distance?

Only the small continent where he will make his home in the future is really close. When he gets closer, he can see that the Hanging Island Continent is already quite big. By rough estimation, it is not much different from a small country in Splendid Continent.

For example, Anhe Daoguo.

As soon as you enter the island mainland, a primitive and vast atmosphere rushes towards you. It is a natural scenery that has not been disturbed by external forces for a long time. It is authentic, simple and rich.

These One-Horn tribesmen were also silent. They didn't even bother to tell him the rules. They sat cross-legged and ignored him.

Arriving at a valley, the Jindan monk stopped and said quietly: "Is there any wine?"

The two people were flying over the island and the mainland, neither of them interested in talking. Hou Zi could understand the indifference and defensiveness of people after being imprisoned for a long time. He himself didn't know where to start. They were both practitioners, and no one needed to talk verbally.

comfort.

He was angry in his heart, but he didn't immediately turn his back. He knew very well that his current situation was not the time to show off his temper.

"Take them all out. Aren't you tired of picking out pots and pots of them?"

The Jindan monk picked up the wine pot, drank it all in one gulp, and threw the pot away. "It's been a long time since I tasted the wine in this world. Is there any more?"

Hou Zi handed over another pot, and drank and tossed the golden elixir, just like drinking water. After drinking, he continued to reach out.

The place where they landed should be at a high point in the center of the island. There is a stone tower standing on it. It is probably the only building on the island, at least it is the only one that Hou Tsu has seen.

The Golden Core cultivator was not surprised at all. How many of the people sent here were good-tempered? They were all vicious men with blood on their hands, and none of them were easy to get along with.

He took out a jug of wine from the treasure gourd and handed it over. He had no special interest in this thing. He drank some when looking at the scene, but he never drank too much. So he took some with him, but the quantity was limited and no one wanted it.

I couldn't have guessed that I would come to a place like this one day.

The entire island continent is basically composed of plains and hills, with no tall mountains. This should be caused by the special environment in the hell star. The compression and collision between the island continent plates are not as intense as in the normal star field, and the crustal movement is relatively gentle.

Only then can such a gentle topography be produced.

Hou Zi did not move, but slowly backed away, "I bought you a drink as a tribute to you as a senior, not because I owe you. I still have wine, but I don't want to give it away because your attitude is wrong."

Hou Zi felt something was wrong. Before he could make a move, a bolt of lightning struck him. The distance was so close that he had no time to react.

He was born under a criminal name and was very aware of the ravines in the prison. These are human nature, and monks are no different from mortals. It is obvious that this golden elixir is a prison head-like existence, helping the One-horned Clan prison guards to manage prisoners.

Repaired.

As for the prison boss, of course he wants to exploit and humiliate, which is also a form of killing. At this time, you must not give in. The more you back down, the more people will push for it. The last thing you have is to contribute, and you have to be assigned to do this.

Some people who do that can do that, but he can't, so he must show his attitude firmly. Even if it's a battle, he can't give in to the first time in prison.

With just a scan of his consciousness, he knew that no mortals lived here, and there was not even any sign of activity from the One-Horn tribe.

With a cold smile, he squeezed his hand, and an earth puppet emerged from the ground, waving its huge fist and rushing towards Hou Zi. At the same time, he stepped on the sky, and a simple four-door formation within the valley controlled the direction of all escape movements.

At 1:00 a.m., as long as he dares to leave the island, the One-Horn tribe will definitely know about it. As for whether they will send people to capture him and bring him back, they don't know.

One of the Horn tribesmen focused their attention on him, raised his hand, and there was a flash of lightning at the top of the tower...

What he lacks most now is information. If he can't understand this place, he can't talk about how to plan his future.

Hou Ting was startled and immediately understood what he meant. In this large prison, wine may be the most suitable hard currency. It's not that the monks can't brew it themselves, but it still lacks some flavor compared to the licensed products outside.

He begged for a drink just to take advantage of this newcomer's property, not just the wine, but everything! Those who know the taste will obediently offer it, and those who don't will just crush it to death. Only the One-horn tribe will not care about the fights between these criminal cultivators, as long as they

It's not too much. What's the difference between being imprisoned for a lifetime and being imprisoned for a day to them? Anyway, they have no chance of getting out alive.

The first level of Hell Star is to be tough and able to fight, otherwise there is no value in living.

Plants are everywhere; spiritual intelligence is even richer than that of the Splendid Continent. Considering that this is a closed environment with star shells blocking the spiritual intelligence from escaping, it is easier to understand that the spiritual intelligence is rich.

Not long after, a figure flew from a distance, it was a human golden elixir, which made Hou Zi let out a sigh of relief.

It is said to be a tower, but in fact it is more like a pile of countless large and small stones. It can be seen that the Dujiao people are not good at building, but are better at digging, and they belong to a different civilization.

There were more than a dozen One-Horn tribesmen under the tower. They communicated briefly with the one who led Hou Zi over, and then left. They were using their own language, and Hou Zi couldn't understand what they were saying at all.

The lightning strike on his body was like a thunder ring, leaving a mark on his body. He could probably understand the function of this thing. He had thought too simply before. Although there were no handcuffs or shackles here, the restraints were still there.

, it’s just that you don’t enter the Thunder Ring as soon as you enter the Hell Planet, but after you allocate the island and land.

The one-horned tribesman pointed at him, and the human monk silently nodded and waved, "Follow me."

He is a golden elixir. There is no need to do this to deal with a small foundation-building cultivator. It is just his personal character. Everyone who can be sent here has some skills. If he escapes, it will be troublesome. He is the little cell leader here.

, there are many golden elixir monks with the same status as him, and there are prison bullies above them. He doesn't want to cause trouble for himself.

As soon as the earth puppet appeared, Xiao Xiu's body had disappeared, leaving only a sword light, which was extremely powerful and struck directly in the face.

Sword repair?

He was a little surprised. He had never heard of any great sword veins in the nearby realm. What was going on?

(End of chapter)


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