"If one day the environment they depend on for survival returns, will they be reborn?"

In the live broadcast room, the words of a small grain of sand fell, like a hammer, hitting the hearts of tens of billions of viewers.

Look at the real scene in the picture.

Watching those Yaksha creatures like fishes leaving the water, showing their true expressions and movements of struggle and despair.

The entire audience fell into silence for a moment.

It was as if I really saw these strange and mysterious creatures come to life.

When two completely different races meet, what wonderful connection will there be?

Although humans have started their journey into the stars, especially since they arrived at the boundary of the first star circle and encountered many races from the second star circle, this kind of contact has never stopped.

But compared to the races in the second star circle, the Yaksha-like creatures in the underground ruins of G36 may be more closely related to humans and more dangerous.

After all, humans cannot set foot in the second star circle.

And except for the evil creature that poses a huge threat to the human race and still requires the Space Marines to fight to the death, and the hybrids born in the boundary of the star circle, the creatures of the second star circle actually have no way to survive in the first star circle for a long time!

The two star circles are clearly distinct, like two completely different worlds.

At a certain stage, some people even called it the Yin and Yang Realms!

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"The men and horses from Hannan, Tianquan, and Yehe tribes have all arrived!"

"The Fuhu Division is waiting thirty miles ahead!"

Night falls and the cold moon hangs high.

Fang Xiu Shen rode a thundering giant horse, walking side by side with Wu Ri Ninggui, who had a broken arm. Behind them, a long fire dragon stretched for ten miles.

Sixteen elite tribes gathered in the wilderness border area, totaling more than 8,000 people.

There are a lot of people, but not many practitioners. Counting upper-level practitioners, there are less than five hundred, and most of them are below the middle stage of Qi training.

Xuantian Haozong randomly grabs a handful of disciples from the outer sect, but they are better than this.

This also reflects from the side the transcendence and power of the seven holy places of practice.

"Wu Rininggui, you old boy are so lucky to be able to allow your daughter to reach the foundation-building stage of Xuantian Hao Sect. This time, you will outshine all of us old buddies!"

Baha, the leader of the Aru tribe, rides a liger bigger than a galloping thunder horse. His voice is rough and heroic, and his hearty laughter can be heard from more than ten miles away.

"Fate is such a wonderful thing!"

Wu Rininggui looked proud.

After taking the five Bloody Linzhi Pills, although it only lasted a few hours, he could clearly feel that the wrinkles on his face had become much smoother.

It's a pity that he couldn't spit out two pills in front of the camera.

Otherwise it would be even more perfect.

"Brother Fang, my father is joking, don't pay attention!"

A flash of red clouds flew across Ulan's cheeks. The girl lowered her head, holding the mane of the thundering horse with both hands, and braided one braid after another.

"No problem!"

Fang Xiu smiled gently.

If someone had made such a joke before he was reborn, he might have felt a little embarrassed.

But after his rebirth, he has experienced too many bloody incidents and has become invulnerable to all kinds of poisons.

"Did I feel wrong?"

With a touch of spiritual power, Fang Xiu rolled up a small flower on the ground and put it in his hand to examine it.

Half an hour ago, when he left the Keten tribe camp, he suddenly realized that the world around him seemed a little different.

Although the mountains are still mountains and the water is still water, looking around, the whole world remains the same.

But there was a very subtle feeling in his heart.

It's like being in a game world that is being constantly debugged and modified.

All kinds of tiny parameters are constantly changing and matching.

Just like the little flower in your hand, although it looks no different from other flowers on the outside, if you put your spiritual power into it, you will find that a new vein is forming in the flower stem.

"Ulan, you have been living in the wilderness, do you feel that the wilderness today is any different from the past?"

Fang Xiu suddenly asked.

"No!"

Wu Lan shook her head. She just arrived in the wilderness yesterday, so she would not find anything different.

only.

Ulan took a deep breath.

The air is so fresh, it seems to be full of energy.

Is it because you are with Brother Fang that your mood has improved?

Wu Lan secretly glanced at Fang Xiu.

Under the night light, the boy was like jade, riding a horse, and the sound of winter and winter horse hooves resounded in the girl's heart.

"The witch-gu warlock's lair is coming!"

Wu Ri Ninggui's low shout interrupted Fang Xiu and Wu Lan's thoughts. The cavalry of 8,000 people suddenly accelerated, and a fire dragon crashed directly into the low mountain.

At the intersection of two oval-shaped low mountains, a wide and bottomless crack opened in the earth. The dark wind blew and rustled the weeds at the top of the crack.

"right here!"

Wu Rininggui turned over and dismounted, pointed at the black blood stains around the crack, and said: "The blood of Diyou Yaksha disappeared when it arrived here. The lair of the witch and Gu warlock is definitely down there!"

"We, the warriors of the Iron Lizard Tribe, are best at exploring and digging underground. Let us open the way first!"

Among the horsemen, a short and fat middle-aged man, riding a tall horned ram that was no less than a giant horse, led the tribal warriors, held a torch high, and was the first to rush into the cracks in the earth.

Seeing this, other tribes rushed in one after another.

It looks very orderly, but is actually very random.

The Ketenium is sandwiched right in the middle.

The underground passage winds downwards, getting wider and wider as you go.

At first, it could only accommodate six or seven thundering giant horses walking side by side. After going more than a thousand meters underground, twenty giant horses could walk side by side without feeling crowded.

Moreover, the air in the tunnel is smooth, and the torches in everyone's hands can remain unburned.

"Sure enough, this is the lair of the witches and wizards. They should still be sleeping!"

The exclamation of the leader of the Iron Lizard tribe came from ahead. Fang Xiu followed the sound and saw that at the end of his line of sight, the lava was churning, and a bronze hall with a simple shape and a wild atmosphere was floating on the magma.

The team's forward speed accelerated again, and the underground space became wider and wider. In the end, it was like a world.

Fang Xiu rode his horse to the edge of the passage. The road ahead was cut off. Molten was billowing below, but not a trace of heat came out.

The base of the bronze hall was submerged in lava, and only the exposed part was hundreds of meters high.

It is said to be a bronze hall, but in fact it is more like a skyscraper made of bronze!

"The lair of the witches and wizards is like this. No wonder the royal court couldn't eradicate them even after strangulating them for thousands of years. They hide here and have a place to live and reproduce for hundreds of years!" Wu Rininggui was speechless.

"Let's get in!"

The leader of the Fuhu tribe stepped forward. He removed the two iron chains wrapped around his arms and threw them with all his strength. The iron chains grew long in the wind and turned into two giant chain bridges about five meters thick.

The chain bridge lies in mid-air, connecting the main hall and the edge of the passage.

"Qi practitioners go first, ordinary people follow!"

The leader of the Fuhu tribe jumped up and turned into a ray of light and flew into the bronze hall. Among the knights of the wilderness, dozens of rays of light rose up one after another, all of them were strong men who had entered the foundation building stage.

Wu Lan and others, who were in the Qi training period, were either flying through the clouds, wielding swords, or running fast, and rushed into the bronze hall one after another.

Fang Xiu stood at the edge of the passage, but was not in a hurry to enter.

He stared at the main hall and felt that the patterns and ancient compilations on it seemed familiar. They were both similar and very different from the words recorded in the martial arts books that the system rewarded him with.

It's like they come from the same system, but belong to different factions.

It's a pity that he has too little knowledge to distinguish the meanings of these lines and ancient compilations. He can only write them down for the time being and study them later.

"No, Diyou Yaksha has woken up!"

"Warriors of the wilderness, raise the scimitars in your hands and end the lives of these compatriots who have been contaminated by witchcraft and sorcery. Lift their curse and let them return to the embrace of the Immortal Heaven!"

In the bronze hall, frightened shouts suddenly sounded, and soon black mist rose, wisps of ghostly energy overflowed from the hall, and the sound of fighting suddenly resounded throughout the entire underground space.

Eight thousand wilderness warriors were summoned, screamed with all their strength, ran up the Chain Bridge, and bravely rushed into the hall.

The sound of fighting became more fierce.
To be continued...