Volume Four Chapter 1311 This breath comes from the outside world
!Anchen camp, in the 180th realm, is far away from the boundary with Nisheng. It is also in another area of Anchen, which is far away from the gap of the Three Desolations, and belongs to the 137th realm.
There is a clan named Xiong Tu in this world, which occupies one world. It was inherited from the second era of the Three Wilds. It has multiplied here and continues to this day. There are hundreds of thousands of clan members, neither too big nor too small.
The entire 137th Realm is also called the Xiongtu Realm, and the Xiongtu Tribe is the master of this realm.
In this world of Bear Pictures, there have been three altars in the boundless starry sky for a long time. They have been floating in the starry sky, motionless. They have been like this for countless years. Around these three altars, the Bear Picture Department has set up a prohibition array.
The law slowly surrounded this place, making it a forbidden area.
Protecting this place seems to be the mission of the Xiongtu tribe, and it has always been carried out.
These three altars look quite ancient. One of them is mostly damaged, exuding the vicissitudes of decay. There is also a huge crack in the middle of the altar, which seems to have penetrated the altar. If you stand on this altar and lower your head, you can
See the starry sky below inside the crack.
Although this crack has penetrated the altar, it seems that there is a strange power on it, which prevents the altar from splitting apart, but rather staying motionless as if sucking each other away.
The third altar is relatively well-preserved. On this day, this relatively well-preserved altar suddenly shone with a dim light. This dim light was instantly dazzling. When it surrounded the entire altar, the altar immediately
The stone platform above originally seemed to be solid, but now it seems to have melted. After the entire stone platform sunk, some blisters appeared on it, as if it had become a swamp.
"Who! Who is whispering about Grandpa Crane..." The bald-haired crane shuddered, and its head popped up from the altar. With a vigorous flutter, its body flew out directly from the swamp-like altar. It had just
As soon as he flew out, he immediately looked around suspiciously. Deep in his heart, after entering the world of Dark Morning Nisheng, there seemed to be a strange thought emerging in his mind, which made him want to find it.
But the root cause can't be found.
Immediately afterwards, on the swamp-like altar, the figure of Emperor Yan Pei Chen appeared and turned into a rainbow and suddenly flew out. He immediately clasped his fists towards the altar and bowed deeply.
Almost at the moment he bowed, Su Ming's figure slowly emerged from the altar, and he walked out step by step. The altar stone platform turned into a swamp under his feet, like mud, but when Su Ming walked out, it separated on its own, as if
Not daring to stop Su Ming's footsteps, until Su Ming reached the starry sky, the altar behind him solidified again, and the dim light dissipated.
Looking around coldly, Su Ming's faint gaze fell on Yan Pei.
"Master, the gap in Sanhuang is the Nisheng camp. If you go there, you want to come to Anchen
There will be some interference. This is what Xiao Xiao said before, an ancient teleportation array connected to Anchen." Yan Pei immediately spoke in a very respectful voice.
Su Ming glanced at the three altars. After taking a closer look, he noticed an aura that did not belong to this era on these three altars. It was obviously some traces that existed long ago.
But now, because an altar is well preserved, it was secretly altered by Yan Pei and became a means of saving his life. According to what he said on the way, no matter where he is, as long as he is given some time to prepare, he can immediately
Teleport here,
Because he is a member of the Xiong Tu tribe and is the Emperor of the Morning who came out of this tribe. Although he has a realm that belongs to him as the Emperor of the Morning, in the final analysis, he belongs to Xiong Tu.
As for the existence of these three altars, only those from the Xiongtu tribe can have the opportunity to study them carefully and make use of them, and Yan Pei is the leader in using these altars.
"The master is interested in these three altars? According to the analysis and observation of the Xiongtu tribe over the years, we found out that the functions of these three altars seemed to be at the beginning. The first altar was to teleport people to far away places.
I don’t know where it is exactly, but compared to the second altar, the distance must be much shorter, because the second altar has disappeared over the years, but in some auras stored in the tribe, I can feel a...
····Majestic and indescribable, it seems that in the place containing that aura, the monks are as small as ants." Yan Pei pondered for a moment, but did not express it too clearly, because he himself did not fully understand the matter.
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He only knows that the first and second altars have been damaged. Only the third altar can bring people back to this place from various places. Once used skillfully, it can play a key role at certain moments!
"If there is a storage of this kind of aura, you can feel it." When Su Ming withdrew his eyes from the altar and spoke lightly, at this moment, outside the three altars, the invisible formation restrictions suddenly emitted a soft light, forming a
As the ripples spread, dozens of rainbows roared towards them. After an instant, they turned into monks. The first person was a big man. He was quite burly. When he took steps, there seemed to be a giant bear phantom behind him. When he got closer,
, the big man immediately clasped his fists and bowed deeply to Yan Pei.!
"Master of the Xiongtu Tribe, pay homage to the Emperor of the Morning." The big man's voice was like a roar. When the buzz came out, the dozens of people behind him all clasped their fists towards Yan Pei, and the sound of worship spread like a wave of sound.
"How many Star Sacrifice Stones are still well-preserved in the tribe?" As early as the moment when the formation's forbidden ripples reverberated, Yan Pei immediately lost the slightest hint of flattery on his body, and instead turned into majesty and indifference.
He became the lofty Emperor of the Morning in the eyes of the Dark Morning monks.
The Bald-haired Crane on the side had a look of contempt on his face and turned his head disdainfully, but in his heart he was secretly copying everything Yan Pei said. He was diligent and studious, which was a good habit of the Bald-haired Crane.
"Reporting to the Emperor of the Morning, the Star Sacrifice Stone... there are still five pieces that are well preserved, and the seal has not been opened, so the breath has not been released. If the Emperor of the Morning needs it, I will let someone get it." Xiong Tubu
The big man immediately spoke respectfully, glanced at Su Ming from the corner of his eye, and was guessing about Su Ming's identity.
"Get three pieces. The quantity of this kind of stone that contains ancient aura is limited. Your tribe must keep some." Yan Pei pondered for a moment and spoke slowly. The big man immediately clasped his fists in agreement and turned to look at the man next to him.
The old man, after the old man nodded, his body suddenly swayed, and suddenly turned into a giant bear that was a hundred feet in size. With a roar in the sky, it turned into a long rainbow afterimage, and disappeared in an instant.
When the old man left, Su Ming ignored Yan Pei's conversation with the Xiongtu tribe member. He looked indifferent and walked forward. The bald-haired crane quickly followed behind Su Mingshen and looked at him proudly.
Emperor Yan Pei Chen glanced at him.
These people from the Xiongtu tribe have never met Su Ming, and they cannot see the slightest fluctuation in his cultivation level from Su Ming. However, they know that there must be something extraordinary about this person who can be with the Emperor of the Morning, but they will not offend him.
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When several cultivators from the Xiongtu tribe looked at each other, just for a moment, the eyes of these tribesmen suddenly shrank, and their expressions showed horror. They could clearly see that Su Ming's body was touching the invisible restriction here.
After the ripples of the formation, the formation suddenly shook violently and dissipated instantly in front of Su Ming, as if retreating on its own.
This scene not only shocked the Xiongtu tribe members, but even the big man, the patriarch of the Xiongtu tribe, suddenly turned his head in response, his eyes instantly shrunk, and his expression showed disbelief.
The formation surrounding this place of their Xiongtu tribe has been passed down for a long time. After being continuously perfected by generations for countless years, its power may not be reflected in the attack, but its pure protection level, even the indescribable strong ones, can't even think of it.
It was blasted away in a moment, not to mention the current scene, this formation did not make any waves, as if...
It was as if this formation was retreating on its own initiative, just like a minister who went to worship the emperor without daring to stop him at all. This... was the feeling that emerged in the mind of the Xiong Tu tribe leader at this moment.
"He...who is he?" The face of the leader of the Xiongtu tribe changed drastically, his mind was buzzing, and he spoke subconsciously.
"Even if the entire Anchen combined, there is no match for him... the strongest cultivator in the sky." Emperor Yan Peichen murmured with enthusiasm in his eyes.
After walking out of the formation, Su Ming looked at the starry sky in front of him. With a calm expression on his face, his will suddenly swept around, covering the entire area of this world in an instant.
"It is a very small world, and it has not yet given birth to a will...but it is clearly on the edge with other worlds. It does not seem to have been generated on its own, but rather seems...to have been divided and created by someone using great supernatural powers." Su Ming willed the world.
When they dispersed, Yan Pei quickly flew out of the formation and came to Su Ming's side.
"Go and investigate for me. Back then, you and the Dark Morning camp arranged a passage in the ruins of the Sanhuang Shenyuan and the Fifth Sea. Although it has not been opened, where are the few people guarding that passage now?" Su Ming said calmly.
, withdrew his will and did not forcefully sweep across the One Hundred and Eighty Realms. After all... this place also belongs to the Three Wastelands.
Yan Pei immediately said yes, and when he was about to say something more, a long rainbow roared rapidly in the distance. It was the old man who took the star sacrifice stone. When the old man approached, he immediately bowed to Yan Pei and presented the three jade boxes in his hand.
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Su Ming glanced at the jade box, and immediately his eyes shrank imperceptibly. He raised his right hand and grabbed it. Suddenly, the three jade boxes went straight to their fate. Su Ming grabbed each one and squeezed it gently.
Underneath, the jade box shattered, revealing a stone the size of a fingernail.
The moment the stone shattered into pieces in the jade box, it immediately emitted an aura that made Su Ming look solemn!!
Su Ming could not recognize this aura, but he could tell at a glance that this aura did not come from all the great realms of the Three Wastelands, it did not come from the mulberry phase, or in other words... this aura was not something like a mulberry phase butterfly in the vastness!