Divine Throne of the Starry Sky God Realm

Chapter 275

"Well, if I succeed this time, the treasures bestowed by the group alone will be enough for me to break through again." Another old man said.The rest all nodded.Once the mission is completed this time, the treasures bestowed by the big men in the barbarian headquarters will definitely be enough for them to break through again.

At the same time, at the foot of Qingfengzhai Mountain Road, a young man in black walked slowly.

"I didn't expect that Long Haochen's strength has reached this level. It seems that he has been hiding his clumsiness before." The black-clothed youth swept his eyes coldly, his brows slowly furrowed, and the next moment his eyes lit up. "This is the breath of the barbarians. Could it be that the barbarians have taken action? This is impossible? The legendary barbarians have not appeared in the Western Spiritual Realm for a long, long time. Could it be that even they were alarmed this time? In this case, it is a bit It's dangerous!"

Walking step by step to Qingfeng Village, when the eyes of the young man in black swept across the rubble, the eyes of Gujing Wubo finally shrank suddenly: "The barbarians really made a move. I just don't know, this time it's Which genius from the barbarian tribe made the move! Could it be the Tianjiao Lanmeng who can rank in the top ten even if he looks at the entire Western Spiritual Region?"

Stepping through the ruins, the young man in black came to a piece of rubble.Sensing the terrifying atmosphere that has not completely dissipated here, the young man in black nodded: "It seems that there is nothing wrong, it is definitely that Lan Meng. I have to say that the barbarians are really full of talents. Decades ago, there was a Lan Meng Therefore, there is another Lan Meng today. No wonder, the barbarians can stand at the peak of the Western Spiritual Realm and have not fallen for thousands of years."

Standing at the peak of Qingfengzhai, the young man in black looked towards the distant direction.

The breeze blew his black clothes, and finally he snorted coldly: "This time, no matter what, I will keep Long Haochen. As long as I can draw Long Haochen into my camp. Looking at the Western Spiritual Realm, I will save Long Haochen. The Demon Guild can definitely go one step further. Thousands of soldiers are easy to get, but one general is hard to find. This time, I will definitely not retreat. No matter who it is, as long as it blocks the way, it will be killed."

The next moment, his figure disappeared directly into Qingfeng Village.

……

When the breeze blew, Long Haochen and his party finally walked through this deep mountain and great swamp.Looking at the surrounding environment that has hardly changed, even the calm Long Haochen felt a little uncomfortable.After stepping into the Western Spiritual Realm, I have never encountered other environments at all. They are all forests, woods, deep mountains and great swamps.

It is such a large domain, and the cultivation base of all living beings is still so low.

"Actually, the reason why the cultivation bases of all living beings in the Western Spiritual Domain are low is that there are too many deep mountains and marshes." Jue'er thought about it, and finally said.

"There are many mountains and rivers? Demons and ghosts are rampant? Is this also the reason?"

Sima Xian and Gongsun Long looked at Jue Er suspiciously.

Jue'er nodded: "Approximately [-]% of the Western Lingyu is covered with deep mountains and marshes like this. Countless ghosts and gods and demons run rampant, and countless strong men with dreams step into these mountains and marshes, but eventually their bones are buried in them. Even if there are some, they finally come out, rise in the mountains, and finally achieve a world-famous name. But there are too few, and even if these people really rise in the mountains, and achieve a world-famous name, they dare not touch those deep mountains and great rivers too much , because in their memory, those deep mountains and great swamps are too terrifying. They dare not step in again. Since then, many young people with dreams have died in the deep mountains and great swamps. More and more inheritance, meritorious deeds The dharma and the treasures are lost in the mountains. No one in a million walks out of the mountains to obtain those inherited magic weapons, and finally achieves fame. Under such a vicious circle, in the end, most of the monks in the Western Spiritual Domain are very weak .”

"So this is ah!"

A group of people nodded, such a vicious circle is really not good.Many inheritances and exercises are unique, and those young people with dreams step into the mountains with these magic weapons, exercises, and inheritances.Trying to be like those predecessors, one day walk out of the mountains and become famous in the world.

As a result, due to the lack of too many magic weapons and inheritances, the power of the younger generation of strong men in the entire Great Domain is getting weaker and weaker, but the dangerous situation they face is getting more and more difficult.Under such a cycle, the cultivation bases of the people in the Western Spiritual Realm are getting more and more backward. Compared with other strong people in the Outer Domain, they are really far behind.

"Well, it's a good thing to have dreams, but you have to do what you can. Your life is your own. No matter how many treasures you have, no matter how many inheritances you have, you have to live to enjoy them." Long Haochen nodded and said.

"Yes!"

A group of people nodded.

"Now, there should be less than [-] miles away from the descendants of the Giant Spirit God. We haven't encountered any giant cities in these [-] miles!" Long Haochen sighed, and said immediately, "There are still [-] miles left. Here, let's try to get there quickly. We're running out of time!"

"Yeah! We're going to hurry up."

The six people increased their speed and continued to run wildly towards the distant mountains and forests.

……

The deserted village is a small village located in the deep mountains and swamps.

The reason why it is called Huangcun is because the ancestor of the village is a strong man named Huang.Rumor has it that this Huang once stepped into the terrifying realm of a godly commander.In the old days of desolation, I returned to the village where I was born, which is now the desolate village, and finally settled here.

Rumor has it that before Huang died, he left a great gift to Huangcun.This great gift kept the barren village alive for hundreds of years.After that, it even reached a peak, dominating hundreds of miles of nearby mountains and rivers.There are countless strong people, but unfortunately, 100 years ago, the contemporary barren village clan made an amazing decision.

Shrinking the territory, even handing over huge mountains and rivers hundreds of miles away.

In the end, the barren village returned to its original state.

It was not until a long time later that everyone knew the reason.It turned out that the precious medicine left by that ancestor Huang had already been exhausted.And the last god general in the barren village has already sat down in the years.In the end, the patriarch of the deserted village, the half-step superhero, could not support himself, so he could only shrink the territory and settle down in a corner.

Decades later, the patriarch, who has not stepped into the rank of God General for a long time, also reached the twilight years of his life, and finally fell unwillingly.

Since then, the barren village has declined and has become an ordinary small village.The strong juniors who passed by could no longer see the past glory of the barren village.

On this day, a group of children were playing happily on the pasture in the deserted village.The older generation of powerhouses stood cross-legged aside, benevolently looking at this group of children of the younger generation who were completely immersed in happiness.

At the edge of the pasture in the distance, several older children were chasing and playing.At this moment, a dry cough suddenly came from a distance.The dry cough was like thunder, covering the entire barren village and pasture.All the people looked there.On the edge of the playground in the deserted village, a young man dressed in white walked step by step.

A child looked at him with a playful smile: "Big brother, where are you from?"

The young man in white raised a smile, but did not speak.The knife-like gaze directly penetrated the void, and looked at the child with an immature face.

"Little Mo..."

Behind him, a slightly older boy felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly stopped him.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Mo took a few steps and came to the young man in white. He bent down and grabbed a piece of white cloth that fell on the ground, held it in his hand, and handed it to the young man in white: "Big brother, is it yours? Mom said , You have to return the things you pick up. This is the most basic principle of human beings." The small face raised a childish look, but it evoked a childish smile.

"sorry!"

The four words were spoken, but unexpectedly a chill appeared in the next moment.A few older children next to him didn't have time to step forward, a right hand as white as jade was already placed on Xiao Mo's head.The veins stood out, and with a click, Xiao Mo's head turned into flesh and blood.

"what……"

A few children who were a little closer shouted, Xiao Mo was their playmate, and they played with bare buttocks until now.Their relationship is very good, but at this moment they watched Xiao Mo die.One of the children screamed in pain, and a wooden sword appeared in his hand, and he swung it out with a loud sound: "Young man, Mo Ming!"

The wooden sword has no edge, but it is mixed with a sharp and cold light like metal.

"The mantis arm is the car!"

It's four more characters, and it's still the right hand as white as jade.This time, the wooden sword shattered directly, and the young man in white took a step slowly, turned his sword into a fist, and threw it out violently.The boy who wielded the wooden sword didn't even catch a move, but was hit by the exploding punch.Blood splattered, and the boy's body flew out in a horizontal direction, rolling over ten feet before coming to a stop.

Blood stained the entire pasture red, and no one in the entire field made a sound.

The young man in white swept his eyes coldly, and the children closest to him felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

"The front is the Qinling Mountains?"

The young man in white took another step. At this moment, his body had already passed through several children, and arrived in front of several strong men of the older generation in the pasture.He is so powerful that everyone is scared.All the strong men on the pasture fell into silence.

"Want to ask the way? Let's talk about these two lives first!" The old man who was closest to the white-clothed youth suddenly made a fuss. He condensed the palm of his hand and came loudly, "Ning Bing Fist!"

"The middle stage of the Great Master?" The young man in white sneered, "You want to kill me? Practice for another 100 years!"

boom!
A simple punch, not even the slightest move.The young man in white threw out a punch, and directly sent the powerful elder who had exploded with all his strength into the air.The whole land was stained red with blood, and the surroundings were completely silent.The young man in white stood where he was, scanning everyone, with a hint of indifference at the corner of his mouth, and walked straight forward.

"There is something to say, why do you have to shoot frequently?"

At this moment, beside the young man in white, an old man stood up with a bang.

"This is a world where the weak prey on the strong. You are weak, so you can only be bullied and killed by me! Is this reason enough?"

boom.

The young man in white punched the old man in the chest, and the old man spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew out.It hit a stone wall before rolling to the ground.

(End of this chapter)