"Outsiders, if you take away our sacred objects, the priest will not let you go!"
Cang Tian frowned. This Aku was threatening himself while walking. Could it be that the holy object was a broken knife? This broken knife didn't seem to be from here. Romance content is updated faster than a rocket. Do you dare not believe it?
The heavens don't know all this. The most important thing now is to follow this Aku and go to the soul-sacrifice tribe he mentioned. Only then can all this be understood.
The direction was always facing south. Cangtian followed Aku cautiously, always observing the surrounding situation. If there was the slightest movement, Cangtian would kill Aku without hesitation.
Fortunately, it was very quiet along the way, and nothing unpleasant happened as expected.
At this time, in the northwest corner, a downcast figure was holding a sword and killing like crazy.
"You monsters, come on, come on, grandpa is not afraid of you. Huh, I think grandpa was also a genius in the Southern Wilderness back then. To deal with you guys, huh, what can we do even if there are more?" Wang Juetian yelled crazily.
As he stood, the long sword in his hand danced wildly, flashing with sword light. However, the sword light was already flashing red at this moment. It turned out that the flying sword was now completely red.
The soul body here cannot be damaged by attack waves, but actual weapons can. This is a strange place. Wang Juetian knew it when he came here. Here, the small world cannot be opened, and the storage cannot be taken out.
Things and areas seem to have been suppressed. This place is simply a dead zone.
If there hadn't been a flying sword by chance, he, Wang Juetian, would have been dead at this moment.
This flying sword has allowed him to survive to this day, and the resentment towards Cangtian in his heart has become unreasonable. If it were not for Cangtian, he would not be in such a situation. He has no ability and cannot use it, which makes him very frustrated.
He also noticed the changes in the flying sword in his hand. The flying sword became more powerful, and a sword soul gradually appeared on it. This is really an excellent place to raise weapons. If it weren't for the horror here, Wang Juetian would really look like
If you stay here forever, your weapon will become like an overlord's sword.
As for whether the Overlord Sword exists here, Wang Juetian no longer thinks about it. The most important thing now is to survive, find the existence of the center here, and see if there is a chance to escape.
Killing, Wang Juetian is killing every day. The constant killing has gradually driven him into madness. The flying sword in his hand has turned red, and the soul body on it is gradually forming. If he continues like this, the soul body will gradually wake up.
Show your own wisdom.
However, on this day, Wang Juetian killed a group of wolf-like souls and began to meditate tiredly. He could no longer care about much. Even if the spiritual energy here was full of death, he didn't care anymore.
Just as he was meditating, a humanoid soul ran past in the distance. Wang Juetian's closed eyes suddenly opened and he stared at the soul. The flying sword in his hand struck instantly, and the flying sword flew through the air extremely quickly.
It roared towards the humanoid soul body, and with a soft bang, it pierced the humanoid soul body's thigh, and nailed the humanoid soul body to the tree.
Wang Juetian walked over, looked at the struggling humanoid soul, and smiled sinisterly: "Tell me, where is this place!"
The humanoid soul gave up its struggle and didn't move at all, looking at him blankly.
Wang Juetian went crazy. He pulled out the long sword with a wave of his hand, swung it, and cut off the thigh of the humanoid soul body. He said with a ferocious smile: "Tell me, where is this place!"
There was a hint of fear on the humanoid soul's face, but he didn't say anything.
Wang Juetian swung the flying sword again, and the other thigh of the humanoid soul body was also cut off.
"Don't tell me, next time it will be your two arms. You still have three chances!" The ferocious Wang Juetian put the flying sword on the arm of the humanoid soul body and slid it gently.
The humanoid soul body still didn't open its mouth, but its expression was extremely frightened. The arm controlled by Wang Juetian did not dare to move at all, and the other arm was already pointing in one direction.
Wang Juetian was stunned for a moment, looked back in that direction, and said, "Where are you taking me?"
The humanoid soul nodded. He couldn't release his spiritual consciousness here, nor could he receive the words of the humanoid soul, so he could only communicate like this.
"Then where is your hometown?" Wang Juetian asked again.
The humanoid soul nodded quickly.
Wang Juetian laughed crazily, and finally found it. Huh, this humanoid soul must not exist alone. It must have a country or tribe-like existence. If you have a tribe, you will have strong people. When the time comes, there will definitely be a way to leave.
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"Cangtian, just wait for me. When I leave here, I will use this flying spirit to cut you into pieces!" Wang Juetian said, licking the flying sword, and stabbed the humanoid soul with one sword.
He picked it up on his belly and ran towards the direction pointed.
As for whether he can deal with the strong men of the tribe or country, he no longer considers it. This ghost place has tortured him hard enough. What if he encounters a strong man? He has this weapon
Even if the flying sword cannot kill him, it can still cause damage to him. Even if it cannot be separated, it can still kill like crazy and this life will not be in vain!
Wang Juetian also ran towards the tribe.
However, at this moment, Cang Tian was already on the outskirts of the tribe. He was extremely shocked when he saw the existence of a large tribe in the valley in front of him.
This tribe is huge, and the entire valley is where it is located. This valley is much larger than Di Yu City. The humanoid souls here obviously exceed the population of Di Yu City, and there must be many experts.
In the center of the valley, there was a huge portrait of a man, with his hands behind his back, his head raised, and his eyes happened to be looking in the direction of the sky.
Cangtian looked stunned, and his head buzzed. These eyes shocked his soul. This portrait turned out to be his father.
A trace of tears slowly fell from Cangtian's eyes. Is it my father?
My father's portrait actually appeared here. Is this the place where my father once stayed?
This portrait exudes a tyrannical aura. Although it is a dead thing, it is lifelike. Its aura can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words.
On the waist of the portrait, there was a gray scabbard. The scabbard was empty. Cang Tian glanced at the broken knife in his hand, and then at the scabbard, as if he understood something. This broken knife was obviously used before.
exist here.
As for the divine seal, it seals the exit of the Dead Realm and seals the natives here.
If the natives here go to the Immortal Realm, there will be a bloody storm in the Immortal Realm. Nowadays, there are very few people in the Immortal Realm who carry weapons to kill. Even those who are physical practitioners do not know how to use weapons, but
If you use this fist to kill, more people choose to use magical powers. If you encounter the indigenous people here, people from the Soul Sacrifice Tribe will definitely die!
Cang Tian slowly knelt down, kowtowed three times to the portrait, and murmured: "Father, I'm here!"
When Cangtian fell to his knees, Aku had already escaped, but he did not run far. He tilted his head and looked at Cangtian in confusion. Cangtian's strange behavior aroused his curiosity, and Cangtian's words also fell on his ears.
He didn't understand, but when he saw Cang Tian slowly raising his head, he ran towards the valley in panic.
Aku didn't care when he left Cangtian, but looked blankly at his father's portrait and smiled bitterly. He didn't expect that his father would use this method to pass on the legacy.
Just now, he suddenly noticed a force approaching, which was so friendly that he couldn't resist. Just when he raised his head, an invisible force entered his mind: Overlord Fist.
Cang Tian had a follow-up to the Overlord Fist in his mind, which was just a move called 'Overlord Fist', but this move was far more complicated than before.
Cangtian had already seen the departure of Aku, smiled bitterly, and didn't care. When his father inherited the Overlord Fist, he also inherited some basic things here. If you want to leave here, you must bring up the Overlord Sword, kill, kill, kill!
Only by cultivating a new sword soul can you exert the overwhelming strength of the Overlord Sword, cut through the space in one move, and leave here.
The Overlord Sword is an extremely powerful existence, and the materials used in it are not available in the Immortal Realm. It can be searched in some areas at will. At the same time, Cangtian also learned that this heaven is not only the Immortal Realm, but also the Death Realm.
In addition to the location where I am now, there are the Demon Realm, the Monster Realm, the Nether Realm, the Imperial Realm, and the Lost Three Realms. They are the Prehistoric Continent, the Pseudo God Realm, and the Immortal Land.
The emperor's domain knows that it is the area where the emperor's family is located, and its location is not known at all. The demon domain and the demon domain are parallel to the fairy domain. Like the previous Ten Thousand Demons Palace, to put it bluntly, the demon domain is in the fairy domain.
He spoke for himself, but the realm of the underworld and the heavens were unknown. Moreover, his father’s inheritance was not mentioned much, and he only mentioned a name.
What my father said was that not only the realm of death has what it needs, but also the realm of demons, monsters, and the underworld. What his father left for him was not just a knife, but a whole set of...
Battle armor, I hope I can wear this battle armor in the future and fight in the Shinto.
Cangtian burst into tears and nodded fiercely. The message his father left was extremely vague, but Cangtian already had a bold guess in his heart, which is why he did this.
When Cangtian nodded heavily and stood up slowly, before he had time to dust himself off, he saw that the important portrait in the valley made a clicking sound, and cracks appeared on it.
At this moment, the sound had obviously alarmed the soul-sacrifice clan members, who ran out in panic one by one, kneeling on the ground with pious expressions on their faces and fear in their eyes.
This scene was extremely strange. Tens of millions of people were lying on the ground, seemingly begging, but there was no sound at all.
At this moment, the sea of consciousness in the sky was already noisy. In front of the portrait, the people of the soul-sacrifice clan were prostrate on the ground, begging and praying crazily.
The sky gave a helpless smile. The essence of the existence of the Soul Sacrifice Clan is to commemorate the souls of soldiers. The emergence of this race was also caused by a certain strong man from Shinto. In order to let his family dominate, he specially opened up a space and raised these souls.
However, what the strong man did not expect was that the development here, which had been described for countless years, would actually form a domain that could compete with the Immortal Domain.