This temple where the god thief lives can only be described as dilapidated. There are dusty spider webs hanging from the eaves, the beams are crumbling, and even the statues are headless, mottled and full of traces.
An old man was leaning against the statue, with a grassy futon stuffed under his buttocks.
When he saw someone coming in, he tried to open his cloudy eyes, gasping for breath, his chest heaving, and his white hair shaking slightly.
Is this the best thief in the world, Miao Kongkong?
Feng Ziyue took two steps forward and squatted down in front of the old man, "Feng Ziyue, I have met senior Miao Kongkong."
A sudden light flashed in the old man's eyes, and it passed over Feng Ziyue. Although it was only for a moment, Feng Ziyue felt as if he had been scanned by something. It was as if in this glance, the old man had already
After seeing everything about him, I couldn't help but feel awe-struck.
"I'm sorry..." The old man sighed and shook his head slightly, "I'm used to these thieving eyes. Don't worry, Mr. Feng. The old man is already dead. It's extremely difficult to move a finger. He can't steal from you.
Something.”
He is indeed the best thief in the world, Miao Kongkong. Even though his whole body is now unable to move, his sharp eyes still reveal his identity.
"I heard that you have news about my old friend Ji Feifan?"
Miao Kongkong gasped and asked Feng Ziyue, "So, you come from the galaxy universe?"
Feng Ziyue nodded, "After I understood the Questioning Heart Sword Canon at Wenjian Villa, I took the last step. I don't know why I ended up here..."
Miao Kongkong smiled slightly, "He is indeed a young talent. He is able to step into the Heavenly Tribulation at this age, which really makes me admire him!"
"Heavenly tribulation?"
Feng Ziyue was stunned for a moment. He originally planned to talk about Ji Feifan, the second best thief in the world, but Miao Kongkong changed the topic, as if he had a deeper understanding of the Xuanyuan ancient battlefield than he did, which shocked him.
What is a catastrophe?
"You don't know this, so it's not surprising. When a mortal becomes a god, he must be punished by heaven. Various calamities will befall him to destroy his body, extinguish his spirit, and cut off his path to becoming a god. This is the so-called heavenly calamity!"
Miao Kongkong coughed, her eyes full of confusion.
"Could it be that……"
Feng Ziyue also frowned. Of course he had heard of the name of Heavenly Tribulation before, but they were all vague legends with no reference at all.
Most of the theories are that when a person becomes a god, thunder from the sky will fall, or the earth will burn, or there will be demons from outside the area causing trouble, all of which are absurd and absurd.
But according to Miao Kongkong, could this Xuanyuan ancient battlefield be...
"Yes, this Xuanyuan Ancient Battlefield is what the human race calls it. In fact, the more correct name should be called the Heavenly Tribulation Battlefield!"
"Everyone who wants to become a god must go here to experience it. If he succeeds, he can become a god. If he fails, he will just disappear into ashes!"
Miao Kongkong said this in one breath, coughing non-stop, and his face turned red. Feng Ziyue quickly helped him up and patted his back gently.
"Then, could it be said that so many people in the Xuanyuan Ancient Battlefield are... all..."
Could it be that all these races want to become gods?
"Of course not!"
Miao Kongkong shook his hand and said with a wry smile: "How difficult it is for a human to become a god. How can there be so many of them? Most of them are aborigines in this battlefield, but the aborigines are also incomparably powerful. Overall, they are much stronger than those in the Galaxy Universe.
The level of martial arts is also much higher..."
Feng Ziyue nodded, this is more reasonable.
He frowned and thought for a while, then asked: "Then the senior also came here to undergo the catastrophe? I don't know how long it has been here? Why didn't you go to Xuanyuan Ancient Palace?"
From this point of view, the human race's people who have overcome the heavenly tribulation must be outsiders among the people in the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace. Some of these people have led the human race to gain great advantages, while others are unknown. This is probably the difference between success and failure.
"Ah……"
Miao Kongkong chuckled and shook his head.
"As expected, you came out of the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace. Who said I haven't been there? I don't know how long ago, I also studied martial arts in front of the Holy Martial Monument. Unfortunately, my catastrophe was just a fluke.
It was only because I stole a treasure that I was able to take the last step towards my own martial arts. However, I had no achievements in the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace. Three years later, I was kicked out..."
"Later I found out that it was the location of the Heavenly Tribulation, and also understood the general trend of this ancient battlefield, I couldn't help but sigh for the human race..."
Miao Kongkong Lao burst into tears and shook his head repeatedly.
The victory or defeat in Xuanyuan Ancient Battlefield actually mainly depends on the people who come to overcome the catastrophe. The number of people who can overcome the tribulation of the human race is much less than that of other races. However, Xuanyuan Ancient Palace sticks to the rules and does not cherish these outsiders.
, causing many people to perish before their potential is realized.
In this way, the situation of the human race will become even more difficult.
Miao Kongkong was able to take this step mainly because of the powerful treasure he stole, but his stealing skills have indeed reached the point of perfection. It may not be impossible to take a further step to become the God of Thieves, but in this catastrophe,
He couldn't get help from his tribe and fell to this point.
Originally, on this battlefield of the Heavenly Tribulation, the six races stood in full force, and the human race still had a slight dominant advantage. However, due to millions of years of accumulation, the human race became weaker and weaker, leading to the disaster of genocide today!
"I see……"
Feng Ziyue also sighed for a while. Only now did he have a rough understanding of the mystery of Xuanyuan Ancient Battlefield. No wonder he fell into this, and no wonder it was in such a situation.
In this case, Chu Kuangren and Ling Longwan should also enter here, but they don't know where they are now.
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call!
In the darkness, the killing force is like fire!
No matter what obstacles were in front of him, Kuangren Chu would destroy them all with one punch.
His steps never stopped, and his direction never changed.
As they go deeper, the opponents in front of them are getting stronger and stronger, and now they don't know how to measure the strength at all.
But Kuangren Chu still punched him.
One punch is enough to defeat any opponent.
Ling Longwan followed him, her white clothes already stained with blood, her face pale and somewhat haggard.
"Mr. Gu, where exactly is he taking us?"
She turned to ask the ancient attacker.
In the shadow of Kuangren Chu, Gu Xiren shrugged his shoulders and smiled slightly.
"I don't know either. I only know that if you follow the master, you will never go wrong."
He squinted his eyes and looked into the misty distance, where smoke and dust were everywhere, dim and confusing, except for the occasional ray of white light.
"He will not deviate from the direction he wants to go!"