In the southwest area of ​​the border and deserts, the closer the wasteland is to the southwest, the more desolate it becomes.

Since the birth of the human race and the development and reproduction of several eras, the human race has not yet set foot in this ancient wilderness area.

No one knows what exactly exists in the west and south directions of the wasteland.

There were rumors on the wasteland that the wasteland was not the only one in this world. The once great wasteland was extremely huge, and the current wasteland was just a part of the great wasteland.

However, rumors are rumors after all. For all living beings, the land they live in has not been clarified yet, so naturally they do not have the ability to explore.

In the past few great eras, the most prosperous era of the human race has stopped in the border wasteland, not to mention that the three royal courts are separated on the wasteland, with three points of strength and one acre of three points of land, and no one has ever been looking for what exists outside the nine domains of the wasteland.

The southwest land is filled with unknown wild mountains, and the dazzling miasma is overwhelming, covering the sunshine in the sky. Above the wild mountains, thunder suddenly exploded out of thin air. The sky filled with miasma suddenly cracked like a spider web.

Click!

In the blink of an eye, the shattered sky completely shattered and collapsed, and a twisted and sharp beast horn hit from behind the void, and a grand momentum filled the entire world.

Tens of beasts lie dormant in the mountains and fields, huddling on the ground, trembling. The horns of the hundred-foot-long beasts are dark and purple, and are shining with mysterious light. Behind the torn void, you can see the dark world of caves.

With the breaking of the space barrier, a dark warship appeared in the darkness. The warship was covered with coldness and vicissitudes, just like a great tyranny. The aura splashed, the mountains below collapsed, and cracks emerged, spreading in all directions, swallowing countless ferocious beasts.

Boom!

The warship was too powerful, breaking through the earth, mountains collapsed, water veins deep underground collided with slurry, thick smoke rolled, mountains and forests shaking, which dispelled the miasma in the sky.

The warship came to life. This is a very simple warship. The bow is an unknown and fierce horn. The pavilions and towers on the hull are like stones, with indescribable aura.

There were many figures standing on the ship, each of these figures was full of light and heroic spirit. They were wearing divine armor, beast robe, and a long dress of women. The black hair was like a waterfall, like a heavenly woman.

On the tall building in the center of the warship, an old man stood with armor on his body, shrouded in the sixth level of divine light. When an outsider looked at it, he seemed to be in dizzy in the cycle of reincarnation.

The old man looked down at the sky with a arrogant look, looking down at the everywhere, and seeing the miasma scenes all over the sky, a cold flashed in his eyes.

"What does this wild miasma cost? Elder Li Chi just rested, and I'll take action."

In a pavilion in the warship, there is a young man with a jade face and a tall figure, and a kind of look on his hands with a smile on his face.

Behind the young man stood two maids, one in blue and the other in blue. The person in blue held a silver dust in his hand, and the person in blue held a stone bowl in his hand.

The two women have graceful postures and gentle breaths, which are no less than the female young men from most of them.

"Okay, let's take a look at the Fengyu family's famous technique of calling the wind and rain."

As the young man finished speaking, laughter came from the warship. The one who spoke was a young man in silver robe wearing a three-drop glass crown. The divine pattern in front of his chest was a divine tiger entrenched in the divine mountain. The divine tiger pattern was like a god, as if he was about to rush out of the picture.

The young man in silver robe did not like the prince of Fengyu, and brought two maids who were as beautiful as a flower, but behind him was a strong man who was as strong as a mountain and as tall as two feet tall.

"Brother Shi from Fengyu's family, my little sister will wait and see."

As the saying goes, someone carries a flower sedan chair, and everyone can play better by blowing each other. As soon as Master Fengyu spoke, he attracted the praises of the descendants of the hidden clans.

The old man standing at the highest point also fell on the wind and rain master. There were deep ravines between his eyebrows. Even if he stretched his eyebrows, the ravines were still clearly visible, looking a little cold and not approachable.

Seeing that everyone's eyes fell on him, Master Fengyu was very helpful and bowed to him, then took the stone bowl handed over by the maid in blue behind him.

"Go~"

As the Master Fengyu beat the stone bowl out, and his body standing there was still moving, a sharp aura broke out from his body, condensed into an illusory figure in front of him, and then ran towards the stone bowl.

The stone bowl shook in the air and made a buzzing sound. The void was suddenly triggered by this fluctuation and passed in all directions.

The whistling sound in the stone bowl became louder and louder, and the wind was like a roar, sweeping across the world. In the blink of an eye, the miasma in the void swept through the sky and the earth.

Fengyu Master was also very satisfied with his move. He took back the stone bowl and handed it to the maid behind him. He stood with his hands behind his back again, looking down at the four sides.

This is obvious, I'm ready, everyone, come and have a good time.

"Okay, I am worthy of being a descendant of Yu Bo of the Three Emperors. Brother Fengyu Shi has practiced the wind transformation technique to an extremely high level."

"The sky is clear, and it turns out to be clear. The wild land is a wild land, with wild miasma and no savages who are not in the wilderness can stay."

"A savage, you have to stay in the wild place. Are you right?"

"You can't say that, the savage is also a little capable, Brother Weiying Clan, do you think so?"

In the blink of an eye, the words of the ancient tribes suddenly fell into the building, and their eyes fell into a pavilion, and Wei Yingtianling.

Wei Yingtianling suddenly turned black and stared at her eyes.

What could he do? Wei Yingjue was trapped in the border desert. He didn't know his life and death until now. The clan's inquiry from many sources could not find where he was trapped, but only knew that he fell into the hands of the border desert Daxia.

Daxia is not that easy to knead. This is the king's marquis standing behind the scenes. They may look down on the local rustics, but the problem is that they still have to consider it if they really start.

If there is no king, and there is no king, it will be of great significance to this.

For the declining ancient clans, there are only three or four families with kingly means, and the only thing left is an empty shell.

It’s okay to brag, but if you really want to do it, forget it.

Yes, it is the most important thing for everyone to be harmonious.

The miasma was blown away, and the old man from Li Chi also began to drive the warships and headed deeper into the wilderness and ancient land.

In fact, for them, these miasma are nothing. Dispelling miasma is an unnecessary move, but everyone comes from a human civilization, so they naturally have to have a strong aura.

On this warship, the princes of more than a dozen clans under the command of the Ancient Clan Alliance were found in the Bianhuang. If you want to say that the entire Bianhuang had research on ancient ruins, their ancient clans must be theirs.

Ten thousand years ago, due to the failure of peeping luck and being suppressed by the Great Yin royal court, they chose to join forces to keep warm, and they have always been advancing and retreating together for their actions.

They are the same in the miracle that appeared in the border and desert this time.

On the warship, there are not only the young generation of major clans, but also several old antiques in the warship world. Although these people did not climb to the kingdom, they had been ups and downs in the land-piercing realm for thousands of years and had been through at least two lifetimes.

Of course, their greatest reliance is this supreme king ship, the powerful war artifact passed down from the ancestors of Li Chi, built with the bones of the descendants of the true spirits of three generations. It is the most powerful attack weapon in the entire ancient clan alliance.

This time, I used this supreme king ship, and I will definitely have thoughts about the ruins of this divine kingdom.

Over the years, the ancient clan has been suppressed, and the three kings have squeezed their living space without any slightest.

The thirty-nine ancient clan names now have only fourteen left. The weakest Lingyan clan, Puyang clan, has declined to the point where there are only two or three clan elders in charge. The fresh blood will not be born, and the complete decline will be in front of you.

They once had a blessed land and had a large number of high-level cultivation resources, but now they cannot bow to reality. Although their strength has declined, their clan’s heritage still exists, with many ancient classics and profound heritage, which cannot be said to be able to break the ban in the ruins.

...

The warship roared and headed towards the distance, crossing the mountains millions of miles. In the depths of the wilderness, the divine light soaring into the sky was seen in the sky between the colorful miasma, and the phantom of the innate true spirit.

"The King of Chi Ship."

Around the ruins of the Kingdom of God, a mountain has been flattened, and two swaths of figures stand. When they see the warships roaring from afar, they are shocked.

Among the group was a middle-aged man wearing a dragon-skin coat, with a faint blue mist on his face, and his eyes were always patrolling the warship.

In the southwest of the border, this ancient land, even for more than 40,000 years, has not been so lively. The vast mountains and forests are filled with miasma.

In the mountains, you can see figures passing by. Occasionally, some void suddenly collapses and several figures appear. These people either have splendor on their bodies, or their eyes are as deep as an abyss.

Everyone who can have such a demeanor is not an ordinary person. As time goes by, more and more people gather in the southwest of the border and desert, and the border and desert become turbulent.

...

The distant northern land, the extreme north of the Gonggong Domain, the North Sea, Gonggong, and the ancient wilderness converge. Where land is adjacent to it, mountains stand tall among the land, towering into the clouds, and I don’t know how many ten thousand feet there are.

No one knows how high this mountain is. It is covered by thick clouds at the height of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, you can clearly see the turning stars. Unlike what outsiders imagine, there is neither a towering temple nor a heavenly palace on the top of the mountain. There is only a deep cave that is bottomless.

There is a stone hall floating in the middle of the entrance of the cave, and there is a stone bridge in front of the hall, which allows you to enter the hall.

Below His Highness, a winding branch that looked like a vine fell down.

In the hall, an old man, wearing a plain robe, with gray hair and dull hair, was sitting cross-legged quietly, with a very rosy face, as if he was sleeping.

In front of the old man was a piece of tree stump, which was three feet in size. Most of the shriveled bark on the surface fell off. The annual rings on the stump were clear, but cracks spread on the stump.

Click ~

At this time, with a light sound, the cracks on the surface of the tree stump cracked again, causing the sleeping old man to wake up suddenly, and a vicissitudes of long-lasting aura suddenly filled with it.

The old man's eyes were a little cloudy at the beginning, so he reached out and rubbed his head.

After relaxing for a few breaths, his eyes gradually brightened, and the rotation of the sun and the moon reflected in his eyes. Many pictures flashed in his eyes. All living beings are dying, and the mountains, rivers, and earth are changing.

Rubbing his head, the old man looked at the stump in front of him, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I'm old, how long have I slept, and another crack has been cracked."

The old man carefully looked at the patterns of the tree stumps, and the annual rings of the spiritual wood on the wasteland were all large circles and small circles, one after another.

The stump in front of him had a weird shape, a very irregular square shape, with canine teeth intertwined in some places, just like a boundary line, and the cracks cracked from the center of the stump annual ring.

"Not right~"

The old man then shook his head and murmured softly: "Why is it so messy? What's wrong with it?"

Thinking about it, the old man stretched out his hand and pointed a little towards the stump. Then, the surface of the cracked stump was filled with a mysterious yellow divine light, just like a mysterious yellow mirror with ripples.

Then the mirror surface began to change, with nine parts of the mysterious yellow, each with its deity color, with mountains undulating and rivers emerging. In just a few breaths, it seemed that the crust evolved for hundreds of thousands of years, and gradually turned into nine places.

Soon, the old man's eyes fell to the southwest direction. Over the earth's shape similar to the border and wasteland, there were clusters of purple light shining brightly, and various magical auras intertwined, and the lines were like numb, turning into clouds, rain, and thunder.

"How strange, why are the luck so turbulent?"

Suddenly, the old man's expression changed.
To be continued...