Chapter two hundred and forty-ninth nine dark family
The cultivation level of the people on the island is not very strong. Compared with areas like the Sin Realm Imperial Capital, this place is at best a remote place. However, being able to live in such a place is enough to show that these Nether Tribes are special. They come from the same race.
It should be very ancient, and its long history has precipitated a unique cultural atmosphere.
Xiao Zhan and his party had just arrived and felt no need to hide anything about this island. This was a symbol of strength. Their strength was enough to look down on any race or force in the Underworld.
"Who are you?"
Xiao Zhan and his party walked into the island, and they swaggered towards the central area. Naturally, their goal was the underworld spring mentioned by Chen Zhijun.
A group of people stood in front of Xiao Zhan. They were all warriors. They were wearing a kind of leather armor, which should come from a kind of sea beast, because the leather armor had strong water-attribute power.
The cultivation level of the leading warrior is only at the level of the sub-god, which is exactly the same as Xiao Zhan. His age is not very old. Judging by the Minglu adult, this person is determined to be in his youth, that is to say, he is about five hundred years old. Like this
If someone is old enough to reach the throne of God, if the place is placed on Xuantu, he must be a genius from ancient times to the present. However, it is a pity that this is the underworld road. Because of the gods, the road to the throne of God has become easier. Five hundred years old can reach the throne of God.
The throne of God is really nothing. If he can become the throne of God, he will be considered a real super genius.
The emergence of gods will herald an overall leap in the strength of a region. Does this herald the birth of gods, and will it become easier for warriors to cultivate to the realm of gods?
In fact, it is not the case at all. Although it will become easier for warriors to reach the realm of gods or even sub-gods after the birth of gods, it will become extremely difficult to reach the realm of gods. It is even said that even after the warriors have crossed the nine tribulations, there is a possibility that warriors will fail to become gods.
Still not one out of ten.
To a large extent, God is unique. The laws of heaven and earth will be in harmony with the first god, and the laws will be stained with his unique attributes. Once a second person appears, the laws of heaven and earth that have been engraved with the unique attributes of the first god will become
Will resist new gods and may even regard them as enemies.
It is really too difficult to succeed. Even if you force your way through and become a real god, the laws of heaven and earth will still reject you. Unless you can completely surpass the first person to become a god, even if you are a god, you will be suppressed by the former in this life.
It can be said that the only way to become a god is to find another way, otherwise the chance will be slim, and you may be stuck in front of that hurdle for the rest of your life.
Xiao Zhan smiled slightly and said: "We came from the Sin Domain, and we just wanted to see the underworld spring in the center of the island."
The young warrior's face darkened and he snorted coldly: "The Mingquan is the sacred spring of our Jiu Ming Clan. Outsiders are not allowed to approach it. You should leave immediately. We, the Jiu Ming Clan, will definitely not welcome you."
As the young warrior spoke, the warriors of his God Queen put their hands on the weapons on their waists, and their eyes flashed with hostility. These warriors are still very powerful. They are all in the position of virtual gods, and every one of them has energy in their body.
They have a strong blood type with murderous intent. It is obvious that they are warriors who have experienced hundreds of battles and experienced countless dangerous killings.
How could Xiao Zhan be frightened even if he didn't have a divine throne, but he didn't rush in arbitrarily. He hoped that if it could be resolved peacefully, everything would be easy to talk about. If these guys like to use force, then he wouldn't be vague.
"We came all the way here just to see the Underworld Spring. It is impossible to leave. I hope you won't make too many radical moves. We don't want to cause unnecessary trouble, but we are not afraid of trouble."
The young warrior said with a gloomy face: "You are threatening us! Do you want to cause a war?"
Xiao Zhan shrugged and said, "I'm telling the truth. Although it doesn't sound good, it's true. Okay, we'll be heading to the Underworld Spring soon. You'd better not block the way."
As Xiao Zhan spoke, someone behind him immediately released the pressure belonging to the God's Throne. At that moment, the face of the young warrior who wanted to forcefully stop him changed. He finally gave way. The God's Throne was not something he could deal with, and he did not want to die.
Xiao Zhan smiled slightly. He didn't feel that he was overbearing just now. With his strength, it was normal and even natural. Xiao Zhan thought that he was already very kind. If it were someone else, he might just kill them all.
Burn them all, how can you talk nonsense to the natives on these islands.
Xiao Zhan led a team of thousands of people towards the underworld. All of these people were from the primitive demon clan. Each of them had a cultivation level above the level of the physical god throne. However, they were restrained and even looked like
He looks like a person who doesn't know martial arts. This is the characteristic of the primitive demons. They specialize in the physical body and have restrained strength. It is easy for people to ignore them, but once they break out, they can frighten any race.
Xiao Zhan led the warriors on the ground, while the Taichu Divine Ship was cruising above the island, and there was also the Life Battleship. This time, Xiao Zhan had done his best. Even if it was a big battle, he still had to control this island.
islands.
The young man's face was ashen. Xiao Zhan was going too far. The island was the territory of their Jiu Ning Clan, but this guy actually threatened that the Jiu Ning Clan would bear the consequences.
"Sir, what should we do? Should we allow these outsiders to run amok?"
Not only did the young man look ugly, but the people who followed him also looked ugly. The island was their territory, how could they tolerate a group of outsiders showing off their power.
"Inform the clan leader that we must not let these guys enter the Underworld Spring."
The young warrior snorted coldly. There was a God's Throne among Xiao Zhan and his group, but so what. The Jiu Ming Clan might not be as good as those big clans, but there were still God's Thrones in their clan.
Wan Gan lived a very comfortable life. He returned to the Jiu Ning Tribe to fulfill his biggest wish. At the same time, their luck was also very good. They unexpectedly bumped into a pure-blooded Nether Tribe at the level of a masterpiece from a distance, and they were still seriously injured and wanted to die.
The biggest characteristic of the Nether Clan is devouring. They can devour the blood of other Nether Clan for their own use. This is the source of their strength, but it also brings disaster to them.
Just like the Bone Dragon Clan, their special racial talents made them the mortal enemies of the Nether Clan, and the Nine Nether Clan were also expelled from the Nether Road and hid on the current island.
The old body began to regain its vitality. The most obvious thing was that he began to look younger. At the same time, the power in his body seemed to be reviving. After only decades of hard work, his cultivation level showed signs of breaking through to the level of a god.
God's throne!
Wan Gan has lived in Xuantu for too long, and he knows very well what an amazing existence the God Throne is.