Dongfang Tianzheng couldn't help but feel helpless. The influence of "Tao" on him was far beyond his imagination. Once he fell into a perfect state, his emotions were suppressed in almost all aspects, leaving only his previous instincts.
"Although the perfect state is good, it can't be used often, no, it can't be used casually..." Dongfang Tianzheng thought, and then left.
In the early morning, the sun rises and the sun shines on the earth.
"Rumble..."
A war broke out in one place, but the protagonist was not Dongfang Tianzheng, but three other teenagers.
This place is only a few hundred thousand miles away from the border of Da Luo Kingdom. Although it is not too close for middle and low-level monks, it is not too far if they run with all their strength.
"Three young Yuan Zong, I wonder which kingdom they are from?" Dongfang hid in a bush, watching the battle between the three.
The battle was two against one, but the isolated boy could still gain the upper hand, which was pretty good.
"Ouch..."
Not far away, several yuan beasts were roaring to drive away uninvited guests in their territory.
"No, leave quickly!"
One of the two teenagers recognized the owner of the cry and hurriedly gave up the fight and reminded his companions to leave.
"You still want to leave? That's ridiculous, keep them all!" The boy in purple clothes who was alone in the group laughed, his energy surged, his sword light flashed, and he wrapped the other two people inside, preventing them from leaving.
"What are you doing?" A young man in white yelled, "That guy is coming, and we can't leave!"
"So what?" The boy in purple looked indifferent, "As long as you stand in front of me, I may not die!"
"What a madman!" The expressions of the two young men in white changed. The young man in purple actually wanted to pull the two of them to their backs.
What hatred do these three people have? Dongfang Tian was staring at the flashing and colliding halos. The boy in purple would rather take risks than kill the two boys in white. There is a story in this.
Dongfang Tianzheng was not worried at all about whether he could escape. He was a son of nature, and with the help of his talent in formations, he was able to continuously teleport himself through natural space. It was easiest to escape.
"However, I don't think these two are good birds. Do you want to help?" Dongfang Tianzheng murmured to himself.
The two young men in white clothes looked human-like, but there was clearly a sinister temperament between their brows. Even if they were not evil cultivators, their practices would not be upright, and their personalities would not be friendly.
On the other hand, Dongfang Tianzheng looked at the young man in purple clothes, and he seemed to have some dignity, as if he was not an ordinary person, but Dongfang Tianzheng didn't pay too much attention to it.
The current Dongfang Tianzheng, even at the highest level, feels that it is just that. At least he has a calm mind when facing strong men, and will not be as afraid as before. The aura of the young man in purple is really just like that.
"Today, you will die!" The young man in purple laughed, "If you don't die, how will I face my master?"
Hey, hey, look, there is definitely a story here. Dongfang Tianzheng wanted to leave directly at first, but now he wants to hear and see again, maybe it is a secret.
"That old man deserves to die!" When the young man in purple mentioned his so-called master, the two young men in white became angry. In their opinion, the young man in purple's master deserved to die.
"What a joke, if it weren't for you, how would my master have stepped into the desert of death!" There was anger in the eyes of the young man in purple, and the sword in his hand seemed to become more powerful.
"It's all because you two bastards dared to deceive my master. How dare you, how dare you!"
The boy in purple was really angry. To be precise, he was irritated by his own words. He remembered the strangeness of the master's departure that day, but he didn't even tell his closest disciple where he went.
The Desert of Death is a desert on the border of the Daxia Empire. In other words, Daxia only has a part of it on the border.
This desert of death is amazing. It is said that if you don't have the cultivation of the holy realm, you will have a narrow escape from death, or even worse.
Although the Desert of Death is terrifying and known as the Emperor's Cemetery, many monks still go to explore it.
Among them, there are many saints, and the source saint realm is also the lowest level of strength that is guaranteed to be able to come out. Although there are people who have come out of the source king realm, they are only a very small number, and very few are all kings of luck.
The mortality rate in the Desert of Death is so high, why do monks still flock to it and insist on going there?
Treasures, endless treasures.
It is said that the Desert of Death is full of treasures, most of which are imperial weapons. There are many holy weapons, and even imperial weapons have appeared several times.
Of course, the imperial weapons are so powerful that even the saints may not be able to take them away. Moreover, imperial weapons are not the mainstream. After all, there are too few. Imperial weapons and sacred weapons are.
In addition to a large number of magic weapons, there are also many rare medicinal strains, all of which are old even to the root. The medicinal effects are extremely good, and too much of the essence rarely loses.
Of course, if it's just these, it's not enough for everyone to risk their lives. There are other things that are most important.
inheritance.
Yes, in the Desert of Death, the most important thing, and what countless people are crazy about, is inheritance, the inheritance of the strong.
With all this, let me ask you, wouldn’t you be moved?
However, if you think about it carefully, this is not a great horror.
There are tens of millions of emperors, as well as the corpses of a large number of saints and emperors. These are the origins of the divine weapons, and their original owners are the corpses of that powerful man.
War, only war, can cause such tragic scenes, and it is not an ordinary war.
Think about it, with so many strong men falling, how majestic and spectacular the original battle was!
Very few people know the inside story, even some young emperors may not know what happened.
However, those emperors and saints of the older generation are unwilling to mention the past events. Whenever they think of it, they can't help but lament that a huge imperial dynasty was just wiped out and disappeared in the long river of history, leaving no trace for future generations.
Know.
As a man who holds the entire Tiange in his mind, Dongfang Tianzheng naturally understands what exactly happened back then.
That's why he told the Wei brothers and sisters that Daxia is a country with stories.
"My master treats you very well. How dare you do this? Aren't you afraid of being punished by heaven?" The boy in purple shouted, not caring about the terrifying Yuan Beast that was approaching. He only wanted to get rid of these two scourges for his master.
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After all, the boy in purple didn't think his master could come back alive. It was the desert of death known as the Emperor's Cemetery.
The highest number of emperors can be killed, and even occasionally a saint dies. Even if his master is already a great emperor, it will be difficult for him to come out again.
"You bastards, go to hell!" The boy in purple forced the two men back. Behind them, a Yuan Beast came.