Sure enough, no matter where strength is respected, only with strength can there be majesty. Before Zhuo Yifan fully revealed his true identity as a "fierce talent", the creatures of the two tribes were all frightened, and they didn't even dare to take a breath.
, the spirit was greatly shaken.
This human race is so tough, beyond their imagination. When they recall the scene that just happened, their hearts tremble with horror, almost like a nightmare.
At the entrance of the canyon, the murderer didn't go on a killing spree because there were still a lot of things to do and he didn't want to waste time on these wallflowers.
He glanced back and forth, and the creatures were all trembling with fear, fearing to offend him. After the battle just now, they had every reason to believe that this human race had the power to destroy this place.
"Hoo!" The male dragon stretched out a finger, and the flames wrapped around it. With a flick of the finger, the fire dart flashed past and cut off the root. The Void Yuan Silver Flower fell down, and then he put it all into his bag.
Then, Zhuo Yifan stopped staying and walked deeper into the canyon, walking steadily without saying a word. The coldness radiating from his whole body was like a demon traveling. The creatures around him were horrified, as if they had seen their nemesis.
, involuntarily backed up and gave way to a wide road.
The four male dragons followed behind, and they also took advantage of Zhuo Yifan's power to show their prestige. I think the four of them were a generation younger in the spirit bird tribe. Their status was not that of a powerful influencer. Now they have become the followers of a human race.
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Fortunately, a few people didn't take this seriously, because they knew in their hearts how powerful the human boy walking in front was. Being able to become his follower in one's lifetime might be a coveted honor.
It wasn't until the five people walked away that the creatures of the two races heaved a sigh of relief, and a huge stone fell in their hearts. The atmosphere just now must be unforgettable in their lifetimes. It was so depressing.
"Who hurt my tribe and took away my magic weapon!" After a long roar, a tornado came from the horizon, wrapped with arcs of electricity, roaring domineeringly, and the thunder light shot into the sky, forming a thunder pillar, cracking the earth.
, as if the whole canyon was shaking.
"Strong man from the Wind and Thunder Tribe!" Seeing this posture, many people knew that this person must have come to help after receiving the news. He was also a high-level immortal soldier and wanted to kill the young man who oppressed the Wind and Thunder Tribe.
"Stop shouting, they have already left." A middle-aged and elderly man who came with him rushed over. After checking the surroundings, he quickly came to the canyon wall and broke off a flower stem.
"There is still residual warmth in the broken part of this flower stem. It was cut off by the superb fire spirituality. Those people can't be messed with." The middle-aged and older man continued to speak.
"They really noticed this..." The young man stared at the flower stems and immediately understood the meaning of the middle-aged man's words. Finally he sighed.
The rest of the people of the Fenglei tribe were in a daze. They, the Fenglei tribe, were among the top twenty hidden tribes. They had never been so afraid of trouble. Today, they actually had to endure it. Could it be that that human boy was some kind of extraordinary person?
"If Feng Xiao dies in the hands of that clan, we can only consider ourselves unlucky. But if Feng Xiao dies in the hands of a human clan, if other clans know about it, how can we, the Fenglei clan, lose face?"
The young man is a well-known strong man among the Fenglei tribe. He entered the sixth level of the Golden Core at the age of twenty, and his strength is amazing. I heard that the young man in gold robe died at the hands of a human race, which made his arrogance even more difficult.
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"Don't underestimate the human race. Don't you remember the ferocious talent that has been making a lot of noise recently? It is said that the three dominant sects have gathered millions of bloody battle points to capture him. For the three parties to pay so much attention to it, you can imagine how amazing it is. And the other party,
It’s just a human race.” the middle-aged man said.
"Then this revenge can't be avenged?" The young man clenched his fists, very unconvinced.
The middle-aged man shook his head slightly and sighed softly: "Let's give it up first. Although this person is a human race, he walks with the spirit bird race. There must be a connection, so it's better not to take the initiative to provoke him. If you really want to take revenge, you can
We must first find out where this person came from.”
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Zhuo Yifan moved forward all the way. This canyon was a straight road. As the Yu tribe said, there were many holes on the canyon wall, and they walked in through these holes.
The road ahead is not as narrow as before. It becomes wider and wider as we go. The evil spirit is lingering in it. It is not weaker than the shallow evil spirit of "Blood Demon Lake", but it is a little less evil. To Zhuo Yifan, it doesn't feel like it at all.
No. But when the four members of the Spirit Bird Clan came here, it took a while to regain their composure.
Most of their understanding of the Jida was due to the experience and secret methods taught by the senior members of the clan, and the assistance of elixirs. Although their bodies were sublimated, they lacked practice. But Zhuo Yifan is different from them. He has a body that was built through real abuse, and his endurance capacity is better than those at the same level.
How many times stronger.
"Aren't you afraid of these evil spirits?" They were surprised.
"These are nothing. I have encountered evil spirits dozens of times stronger than this, and I used them to train my body." Zhuo Yifan spread out his palms, condensed a three-color lotus flower, and then threw it forward.
The three-color lotus flower shines brightly across the sky. Thousands of rays of light break through the evil spirits and rush into the distance.
It can be seen that the evil energy that was originally invisible to the naked eye manifested into wisps of black energy at the moment when the three-color lotus flew by, and was dispersed to both sides of the road like a courtier seeing an emperor. However, the three-color lotus had already flown out.
Far away, these evil spirits were still very solid and did not disperse immediately.
"abnormal!"
When the four male dragons saw this scene, they immediately grunted. He also imitated Zhuo Yifan and gathered a three-color lotus and threw it, but it completely dissipated within a few meters.
This surprised him: "Your surname is extraordinary. I just threw it only seven or eight meters away, but you were a hundred meters away! How do you practice?"
"Do you want to try it?" Zhuo Yifan smiled.
"Forget it, it's probably a life-threatening method. Only a lunatic like you dares to try it." Xionglong stopped asking. He heard the clan elder said that the three mysterious paths, the stronger the god, the more people endured when they opened it.
The pain will be greater. To cultivate this kind of god, I don’t know how much price you have to pay behind the scenes, how much pain, sweat and blood will be shed.
Originally, Lenghua and the others were very interested in Zhuo Yifan's cultivation method, but after hearing what Xionglong said, they fell silent.
Sanse Lian opened the way and moved much faster. On the way, they saw many creatures coming out of the caves on the gorge wall. They were all strong men from various races. Some were humanoid and some were beasts.
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Zhuo Yifan didn't care about this at all and walked forward. The figures of several people almost disappeared in a flash, and no one noticed it.
"The evil spirit is weakening, the gods are getting stronger and stronger, and the shrine is not far ahead." Xionglong calculated: "I don't know if there are tribesmen who have rushed to the shrine. If they are taken advantage of, it will be troublesome.
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Just before a few people rushed forward, they found several monks in front of them, covered in blood and running in a hurry, running towards them, as if they were avoiding a catastrophe.
Zhuo Yifan was slightly startled, then he grabbed a late-stage Sanxuan monk and asked, "What happened in front of me? Did a divine palace appear? Why are you in such a hurry?"
The monk was pulled by Zhuo Yifan, and he hurriedly tried to break away, but Zhuo Yifan's aura was so overwhelming that he couldn't find the courage at all. He said anxiously: "This is an ominous place! Many creatures have not yet approached the palace.
No one was killed by an inexplicable force..."
"Beheaded by a strange force?" Zhuo Yifan's expression moved slightly, knowing that this strange force was probably the charm beast guarding the palace.
The monk was stunned when he saw Zhuo Yifan and wanted to leave, but he grabbed him again: "Are there any masters ahead?"
Zhuo Yifan has the body and soul of the demon god, but he has not summoned the demon pupil. He has a great majesty just by looking at him, which made the monk feel weak on the spot. He quickly replied: "There are several powerful masters in the temple.
, have all practiced Three Flowers Gathering on Top, and reached the cultivation level of Three Mysteries. Masters from the sea tribe have also come. In addition, there are three or four strong men from the southern country who have just rushed in. I don’t know what the result will be."
"How did you, a late-stage Sanxuan, sneak in?"
Leng Hua glared, and the monk almost peed with fright, and said tremblingly: "Woman, please forgive me... I just sneaked into the Southern Flying Magical Artifact with a few brothers and came here secretly..."
After letting the monk go, Zhuo Yifan lowered his face and thought. With his strength, he could at most shake the masters of the sixth level of the Golden Core after the Jida. However, this monk's strength was limited and he could not tell whether there was anyone sent by a big force.
Guardian. Once caught by these people, not only will he be killed, but the male dragons and others will not be able to escape.
After pondering for a moment, Zhuo Yifan's figure suddenly flashed and headed towards the depths of the canyon. He deliberately acted separately from the four male dragons, pretending not to know each other to ensure safety.
Facts have proved that his decision was a wise one. After walking for a while, he found countless creatures from all major races pouring out of the hole in the canyon wall in front of him, heading towards the shrine.
There are many strong people here, and they are all young geniuses from various tribes. When they gather together, it will be a big battle. For the treasure of the palace, the canyon must be infected with blood.
All the creatures rushed towards the shrine like a pilgrim. Zhuo Yifan restrained his aura and blended into the crowd. He did not wear the Taoist uniforms that symbolized the three domineering sects. In the eyes of the creatures, he was just the most ordinary human race and was inconspicuous. Along the way.
Moving forward, he is considered safe.
After half a day passed, he approached an area that was very wide and filled with gods.
"Here we are..." He finally saw it.
At this moment, all the living beings stopped and saw a huge palace in front of them, like a palace in the sky, exuding gleaming precious aura, with rosy clouds rising into the sky, and countless ancient towers rising into the sky. It seemed that the light of the entire world was gathered together, and only
This shrine exudes divine light like the bright sun.
"This is the shrine!" someone exclaimed, and all the creatures fell silent.
At this moment, the ground roared, and eight huge stone tablets sprung out of the ground like bamboo shoots after a rain. Each stone tablet was inscribed with huge ancient characters, emitting divine light.
"Yin and Yang are in chaos, heaven and earth are reversed...what kind of strong man can leave behind such a method." Many creatures marveled. Until now, no one can explain the origin of this palace, and no one knows about the ancient demon mountain.
Why accept its existence.
Zhuo Yifan stared at the eight sacred monuments in trance. Between his brows, a drop of "Shura Tears" vaguely flashed for a moment. Then, he felt a divine light suddenly rush into his eyes, causing his eyes to hurt.