"Oh my God, where are my clothes?" Feeling the coldness, Murong Xiaotian realized that he was naked. How could he know that those clothes from the ancient continent were different from his system equipment and had long been destroyed by the Fire Blood Pool?
The temperature is vaporized.
"Fortunately, my hair and eyebrows are still there, otherwise I wouldn't be able to see people." Murong Xiaotian quickly raised his hand and touched his head and face. Seeing that his hair and eyebrows were still there, he breathed a sigh of relief. When he raised his hand, he suddenly discovered
There is something still on my finger.
"Ah, is this true?" Looking at the ring that radiated a strong aura of energy, Murong Xiaotian's excited heart beat wildly.
This ring is different from the equipment in the Huaxia District. It is also a product of the fantasy world of the ancient continent. It was not melted by the Phoenix Blood Pool?
Even if Murong Xiaotian didn't know better, he could still imagine that the temperature of this fire-blood pool was definitely not something that ordinary things could withstand. He also understood that the reason why he was okay must be related to the bead in his body that made him colder and colder.
Related. Since this ring has not been refined, it must not be an ordinary item. Now that the ring has been baptized by the Phoenix's blood, it emits powerful energy fluctuations. Based on this alone, Murong Xiaotian dares to conclude that it is definitely not a parallel import.
Released the 'Eagle of the Sky', Murong Xiaotian jumped up and circled towards the exit of the cave roof...
"Broken," flying to the top, Murong Xiaotian punched out, and a stream of air rushed straight to the top of the cave. There was a "boom", and amid a burst of shaking and dust and smoke, a dazzling light shone into the cave.
Murong Xiaotian closed his eyes slightly, paused for a while, and adjusted to the long-lost sunlight. Then he exerted a little force on his feet, and his body passed through the opened hole like a bolt of lightning.
Then, he instantly retracted the ‘Eagle of the Sky’.
A cool breeze blew, and the smell of earth mixed in the air made Murong Xiaotian feel refreshed. He was really a reincarnated person. He raised his eyes and looked around. His old friends were gone and beyond recognition. The entire top of Fengding Mountain seemed so quiet and desolate.
!
Murong Xiaotian let out a long breath, looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, flying down the mountain like a meteor!
Murong Xiaotian rushed down Fengding Mountain. When he came here, he remembered that there was a small town not far below the mountain. In any case, it was urgent to find out how long he had been in the cave.
matter!
Damn it, this ancient continent, this strange fantasy world, does not have a system time display like the Chinese continent.
Similarly, that is to say, Murong Xiaotian has no time comparison at all, so he has no way to judge how many days he has actually spent in this ancient continent between the routines of "Tiandao"?
This is what he has always been very worried about. He is afraid that suddenly, the system will knock him back to his original form and tell him that the time limit for the mission in Xuanli Village has expired and you have been sent back to Novice Village.
The sun was hanging high above the head, and he saw the town in front of him. As he approached the town, Murong Xiaotian had already seen the faintly flashing figure in front of him.
He shook his head with a wry smile, looked around, and saw a forest not far away with lush branches and thick leaves that completely obscured the entire forest, so he ducked in without thinking.
"It seems that we have to stay here until dark," Murong Xiaotian's mouth curved slightly, and he smiled strangely. His figure flashed up and climbed up to the fork of a big tree. He put his hands under his head and closed his eyes leisurely.
Keep your eyes open.
The clothes he took out from the 'Ultimate Warehouse' are different from those in the ancient continent. If he ran into the town like this, he would definitely attract the attention of others.
After going through so much, he really didn't want to cause trouble. He just wanted to quickly complete the task of the God of War contract and return to the Chinese continent. Therefore, he had better wait until dark and go to the town to get some clothes from the ancient continent.
The whole person has never been as relaxed as at this moment. Murong Xiaotian couldn't help but feel a trace of tiredness in his heart, and slowly fell into a deep sleep...
"Hey, old man Zhang, I think you should hand over your things obediently, otherwise, hum, I will make you unable to survive or die..."
"Bah, you are dreaming. Even if I die, you will never get it..."
Murong Xiaotian vaguely heard voices in his sleep. He has now restored all his abilities and has become invulnerable to all poisons. Therefore, even in his sleep, if there is a slight movement around him, he will immediately become alert.
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Murong Xiaotian quietly sat up, pricked up his ears, and immediately realized that the sound was coming from the right direction not far from him. At this time, the sun was setting in the west, the sky had begun to dim slightly, and the woods were even more groggy. Unexpectedly,
He actually slept for a long time.
Murong Xiaotian's body floated towards the place where the sound came from like a breeze, using the dense branches and leaves in the forest to float quietly from one branch to another without making any sound.
Before sneaking far, Murong Xiaotian saw the figure talking in the forest. Murong Xiaotian quietly hid his body in the tree. He looked carefully at the two people under the tree and found that they were under the big tree where he was hiding.
An old man who looked to be in his fifties fell to the ground with blood all over his body. He was obviously seriously injured, and in front of him stood a tall masked man.
"Damn, it's these bastards who are doing evil again. When he saw the masked man, Murong Xiaotian was so angry that he cursed secretly in his heart. The masked man's dress was just like the one in
Stone City dealt with its own boss He exactly the same. It seems that he should belong to the same organization as the Lord of Stone City and his gang.
Murong Xiaotian quietly hid in the tree and stood still. He wanted to hear what they were saying. But at the same time, he was ready to take action. He didn't need to judge. Anyway, those who were against the masked man were definitely worth saving.
"Old man Zhang, let me tell you one more thing, do you want to hand over the things or not?" the masked man said gloomily, his voice cold.
"Don't even think about it anymore," the old man said in a low voice, but it revealed his determination to never compromise!
"Humph, you are seeking death yourself," the masked man snorted coldly, moved his body forward, raised one palm, and swept a fierce force towards the old man.
"Eighth Stage Martial Arts Practitioner," Murong Xiaotian muttered to himself. After all, he had experienced so much in the Ancient Continent, and he had a certain understanding of the strength level of the Ancient Continent.
Unexpectedly, this masked man is actually an eighth-level martial arts cultivator. It seems that this organization is really not simple. You must know that apart from the four major professions, there are not many eighth-level warriors in the entire continent. No matter where you go, you are already proud of yourself.
At the same time, he secretly smiled bitterly, what kind of fate did he have? Ever since he came to this ancient continent, it seems that no matter where he goes, the people he meets are not simple.
He wanted to go back to his thoughts, but his movements were unambiguous. Murong Xiaotian's body suddenly rose up, and he activated the ghost shadow movement technique. As fast as lightning, he floated to the old man in an instant. He waved his hand and took the old man out.
Floated several feet away.
"What is that?" The masked man was startled, and suddenly saw a red face appearing in front of him, and couldn't help but scream.
This can't be blamed on Murong Xiaotian. After soaking in the Phoenix Blood Pool for so long, his whole body was dyed red. After he came out, he didn't find a place with water to wash. His hair was dyed red again, making it long and thick.
It's messy and covers the whole face, and it really doesn't look like a human being.
"A thing? Well, yes, I am a thing after all, but it seems that you are not a thing," Murong Xiaotian chuckled and gently put the old man on the ground.
"Ha, he can talk, it looks like he is a human being," the masked man suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. In any case, a human being is not so scary. Although the other party seems to move very fast, he is also a sixth-level martial arts practitioner.
level, I haven’t taken the other party seriously yet.
"Of course I am a human being, but it seems that you are not a human being," Murong Xiaotian replied calmly, as if he didn't care!
"I don't care whether you are a human or not, in short, mind your own business," the masked man's voice sounded gloomy.
"What if I said, I will take care of this business?" Murong Xiaotian's voice began to turn cold.
"Seeking death," the masked man squeezed out two words.
"Not necessarily," Murong Xiaotian responded with two words coldly.
"Boy, I'll destroy you," the masked man roared angrily, his figure suddenly rose up into the air, a cold light appeared on his hand, and a sharp one-foot-long dagger instantly appeared in his hand. The dagger was swung out.
A ray of green light struck at Murong Xiaotian's head.
"I don't know who will destroy whom,"
Murong Xiaotian activated his assassin skill, Instant Leap Backstab, and jumped out in an instant. Not only did he avoid the masked man's attack, but he also moved his sword from the side and pierced the masked man's shoulder.
Damn it, as long as the ability is restored, to deal with such a character, just relying on the mobility of the Ghost Shadow God Form Technique, I am not bragging, using the combat skills and combat experience, it will be effortless to kill him.
"Wind Shadow Warrior!" The masked man screamed, and before his body fell, he touched the shield with the short knife and tried to flip out with the help of force!
He was frightened by Murong Xiaotian's ghostly movement and thought he was from the top four most mysterious professional families in the ancient continent.
"Hmph, come when you want to come, leave when you want, how shameless I am," Murong Xiaotian snorted coldly, moved, and with a flash of his figure, he stood in front of the masked man, and punched out quickly,
Hit the masked man hard on the chest.
With a sound of "bump," the masked man was hit and flew several feet away, and then took a few big steps back before he could steady himself.
"I can't believe it, I can't believe it is actually the Wind Shadow Warrior." The masked man stroked his painful chest, and his face rippled, thinking he was very excited: "Hey, it's amazing, but again, the Wind Shadow Warrior
How's it going?" The masked man snorted and said with a smile.
: "Monsters are born from monsters, humans are born from human beings, and the hybrid between human and demon is a human monster. I don't care if you are a human, a monster, or a fucking human being, you are dead."
." After the masked man finished speaking, suddenly, an evil aura began to permeate his body.
"Summoner of Evil,"
Murong Xiaotian's face darkened. He had seen this scene once in Stone City and was not unfamiliar at all. However, the ability of this masked man was definitely not comparable to that of Boss He in Stone City. He was an evil man with eighth-level martial arts abilities.
Summoner, the hell creatures summoned are definitely no joke.
