"Old Yu Dao's master? Wasn't Yu Dao's cultivation abolished? And his master seemed to have lost his soul a hundred thousand years ago? Could it be..." Di Shuo's face suddenly trembled, and in his eyes
He became serious and murmured: "Could it be that old guy Yu Dao's recovery of cultivation is because of him?"
The indifference in Di Shao's tiger eyes became serious, and he murmured: "During the break between thunderstorms, I'm afraid I need the help of old Yu Dao. It seems that I have to do this myself."
Dragon scale group.
At this time, the village of the Dragon Scale Group has undergone major changes. The cruel people of the Dragon Scale Group who survived the disaster have all restrained their bloodthirsty and arrogance. After this, the Dragon Scale Group
After the First World War, the members shrank by nearly half. At this time, the Dragon Scale Regiment had a total of about three hundred people, and all of these three hundred people were strong men of Gangjun and Daojun. The base, which was originally a chaotic pile of huge rocks, now became orderly.
It vaguely resembles an ordinary village.
All the cruel people in the Dragon Scale Group are sitting around the pagoda on the top of the mountain and practicing. At this time, the leaders of the Dragon Scale Group are still Guo Qiyun and Lian Xuan, and the Dragon Scale Group has gradually transformed from a team of cruel people to a regular one.
The village needs to pay an expensive fee to the city of Disao.
Lei Gang's death made the Dragon Scale Group seem to have lost its backbone. Both Lian Xuan and Guo Qiyun forced themselves to take care of the Dragon Scale Group. Without Lei Gang, it meant that there was no backstage, and the sudden horror
The black-haired young man shocked the masters of the Dragon Scale Group even more, but they also understood at the same time that this black-haired young man might have nothing to do with the Dragon Scale Group from now on, because the Gang Demon is gone!
Although Lian Xuan and Guo Qiyun had to accept the reality of Lei Gang's death and took care of the Dragon Scale Group, there was an idea in their hearts that neither of them could understand. They had to take good care of the Dragon Scale Group and wait for his return.
Time flies by, and in the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed. There are not many people wandering around in the huge blood prison, and more people are practicing.
The thunderstorm is about to calm down. At that time, it is the time to test the cultivation of every cultivator in the Blood Prison. The strong survive and the weak are devoured. This is the final direction of the cultivators in the Blood Prison.
Thirty years, only thirty years, is the calm time between thunderstorms that occurs once in a thousand years. The atmosphere of Blood Prison is extremely solid, even in Di Shao City and the ten major villages.
Yujia Village.
Although Yujia Village is also affected by thunderstorm breaks, the entire Yujia Village is no longer as lively as it was a hundred years ago. Only a few people are walking slowly on the avenue of Yujia Village.
Deep in the Yujia Village, a black-haired young man sat cross-legged in the deepest part of the Yujia Village, his eyes closed tightly, and he entered into practice.
Suddenly, the black-haired young man slowly opened his eyes, silently stared ahead, and murmured: "I still can't break through the "Physical Cultivation Technique". There should be a secret behind it, but it's a pity that I respect him!" Then, the black-haired young man looked at him.
After a flash, he murmured again: "Why do I always feel that Master has not left? Is Master not dead? If that is true, then where has Master gone?"
"Hmph, old man Di Shao, do you really think that I, Yu Dao, am so easy to fool?" After Yu Dao took a deep breath, the sharp look in his eyes slowly faded, and he entered into practice again.
The Devouring Forest.
At the same time, there is another world far away in chaos.
This realm is called the Wooden Realm. This realm is the Wood Element Realm of the Five Elements Realm of Chaos. The wood attribute aura in this realm is extremely rich and far beyond what other realms can match.
There is an ancient and distant sect in Muchen Realm called Chen Zong. Chen Zong’s status in Mu Chen Realm is like that of Di Shao City in Blood Prison. Chen Zong’s power spreads throughout Mu Chen Realm. Chen Zong is located in the center of Mu Chen Realm.
, which gathers the source of the wood-attributed spiritual energy of the entire Mu Chen Realm. This is one of the reasons why the Chen Sect has been able to secure its position as the largest force in the Mu Chen Realm for countless years.
This year is the Chaos Five Elements Realm, an exchange event for young disciples held once every five thousand years. Participants must be younger than a thousand years old, and their cultivation level must not exceed the Body Emperor. This Five Realm Exchange Event is held by the Chen Sect in the Muchen Realm.
held.
So far, most of the sects in the entire Five Elements Realm have been gathered into Chen Sect.
At this time, the Chen Sect no longer had the tranquility of the past, but was now bustling with activity, with densely packed cultivators walking through the avenues and alleys of the Chen Sect.
The talented disciples of the Five Realms sects gathered together, and each of them was arrogant and arrogant. Although they did not say it clearly, the disdain and arrogance in their eyes were clearly visible. But among these young disciples
Among them, there are also some others.
On a mountain among the rolling mountains outside the huge sect of Chen Zong, a young man in white clothes and black hair is staring at the sky, lying on the ground, biting a straw at the corner of his mouth. The young man has a handsome face and his eyes are
He was bright and energetic, but his two sword eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, as if he was thinking about something.
After a long time, the young man sighed, sat up slowly, then closed his eyes, and his consciousness came out. Finally, a smile appeared on his face, and his body disappeared. When he reappeared, the young man in white had already caught a man in his hand.
A living rabbit. The young man in white looked at the white rabbit and murmured: "I didn't expect that there is such game in this Muchen world." Suddenly, the young man in white's expression softened, and there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.
After a while, the young man in white sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a sharp wooden stick, and stuck on the wooden stick was a black and smoking thing. It could be vaguely seen that it was the white rabbit from before. The young man in white was very skillful in roasting it.
After finishing it, he immediately stared at the roasted black white rabbit, and his eyes became a little distracted. After a long time, the young man in white sighed quietly, flicked his right hand, and the ripe "black" rabbit in his hand was thrown to
Sky.
"Gee, fellow Taoist, since you have passed the exam, why should you throw it away? My Jin Ling is greedy, I wonder if you can give me the Jin Ling?" A voice shouted.
The young man in white frowned slightly and raised his eyelids to look at a woman in a golden dress in the air. The woman's big, watery eyes made people feel particularly comfortable at first sight. She had a petite upturned nose, a small cherry mouth, and fragrant cheeks.
The faint flush was really charming. The young man in white looked at the woman in gold robe and lost consciousness for a while, then he woke up and said indifferently: "Since fellow Taoist wants it, then take it."
"Gee, no reward for no merit. Since I, Jin Ling, took your roast rabbit, I can't let you waste your efforts. I wonder which realm your friend is from?" The woman in gold robe didn't seem to want to leave, but Shui Ling.
Ling's big eyes looked at the young man in white with some evasion, but the flush on his cheeks spread all over his face.
After the young man in white looked at Jin Ling, he didn't say anything. Instead, he turned his head to look at the sky, slowly lay down, pulled a weed from the side, and bit it in his mouth. His eyes when looking at the void also changed.
Gotta get confused.
Jin Ling looked at the young man in white in surprise. Few young disciples could be so calm when they saw him for the first time. Jin Ling looked at the young man in white again. After a while, Jin Ling was surprised and said: "Fellow Taoist... you actually
Is it a three-attribute physique?”
The blurred-eyed young man in white suddenly froze, jumped away, stared at the golden-robed woman coldly, and said coldly: "Who are you?" Before coming to Chenzong, the master blessed his body with a knot.
In the world, it would be too shocking to say that it was his three-attribute physique, but he didn't expect that this woman would see it at a glance.
"Gee, fellow Taoist, what are you so anxious about?" Jin Ling looked at the young man in white with interest, then swayed and appeared next to the young man in white.
The young man in white clothes only felt a fragrance coming towards him, which made the young man in white clothes involuntarily take a greedy breath. However, the sharp look in his eyes did not diminish at all.
"There are many strange people and strange things in the world, and Jin Ling is naturally sensitive to the five elements, so there is nothing surprising. However, Jin Ling is the first person to see a three-attribute physique in these years!" Jin Ling's voice became louder and louder.
He said it was bigger. He didn't see the sharp eyes of the young man in white at all.
"Fellow Taoist, what's your name?" Jin Ling asked, ignoring the gaze of the young man in white.
The young man in white snorted coldly, stared at Jin Ling and then sat down cross-legged.
"You don't want to tell me? Then Jin Ling will go and tell Master that you have a three-attribute constitution. Then Master will naturally find out. By then, Jin Ling will also know your name!" Jin Ling looked at the young man in white seriously and slowly
road.
"You..." The young man in white clothes took a breath of air. He suppressed the anger in his heart and glared at Jin Ling. After a long time, the young man in white clothes said: "The Immortal World, the Immortal Sect, the Thunder Demon."