In a quiet mountain stream, a clear spring gurgles, and beside a jasper-like stream, there are pieces of bluestones of different sizes, covered with moss. The essence of the earth in the mountain stream is very thick, and the air is slightly white, exuding a faint fragrance.
Fragrance, beside the stream, on a bluestone with a radius of three feet, a purple long sword is quietly suspended. It is a broken sword, but at the broken point, purple light flows, and there are wisps of subtle purple electricity.
, as time passed, the fracture slowly grew, and it was close to the tip of the sword.
At this moment, a chubby little head stretched out from under the bluestone. He looked around surreptitiously, then grinned and climbed up the bluestone with a few pulls. It was a pink jade carving.
A cute little fat guy.
"Yaya told you not to feed me, and I won't even leave you a scumbag."
On the bluestone, the little fat man hugged the purple broken sword, and the broken sword clanked. Although it was broken and still channeled for a day, no matter how hard he struggled after being hugged by the little fat man, it was to no avail.
Click!
The little fat man was merciless, his teeth clenched loudly, and within a few breaths, only the hilt of the broken purple sword was left. He was not satisfied yet, so he swallowed the hilt whole in one gulp, and then touched the white skin.
The little belly let out a satisfying burp.
"Damn thing!"
An angry voice came from a distance, and the little fat man was startled. On the distant sky, a huge blue-eyed eagle roared towards him. On the back of the eagle, the corners of Jian Qingsheng's mouth twitched, and his eyes were filled with rage. He rushed to the door with all his heart and soul.
Almost furious.
He placed the Zixiao Sword in this mountain stream to cultivate it, and with the help of the pure Yaodi spirit here, the Zixiao Sword was continuously repaired. After leaving for a while, he was attacked by a wolf. This was his incarnation.
When the warrior was forged, an extremely precious piece of thunder gold was used, and now it has been swallowed by this little bastard. Even if he wanted to recast it, it would be impossible for him to recast it.
"I am the emperor, boy, you must respect the elders!"
The little fat man wore a piece of fire ape skin around his waist. He had modified the leather armor and it fit him perfectly. At this moment, his little eyes were darting around, but he didn't feel any guilt at all.
"I kill you!"
Jian Qing roared angrily. He was still several hundred feet away from here before flying downwards. His footwork was like a streak of purple lightning across the sky. The sword energy was crisscrossing as he waved his hand. The azure sword energy shuttled through the vacuum, and there were streaks of purple lightning.
Then, he arrived in front of the little fat man in an instant.
"Damn it, little bastard, are you serious!"
The little fat man dodged in a flash and dodged a hundred feet away. His speed was extremely fast, like a white lightning, he avoided the sword energy one after another.
boom!
Three feet of bluestone exploded, rubble flew, and the sword fell to the ground. His eyebrows jumped and his teeth were clenched. He had never seen such a pissed-off kid. He was so ignorant at just a few years old.
, is more gangster than those rangers, he is just a little bastard, without any innocence or cuteness.
"You have been following me!" Jian Qingsheng's eyes were cold, murderous intent boiled in his heart, and the original joy of obtaining a half-step king-level soul pill was completely washed away.
"Boy, I'm protecting you! You have a bad constitution, so you won't be accidentally swallowed by some desolate beast. What's wrong with you? It's just a broken sword. Don't look like you are bitter and hateful. I'm giving this to you.
Go back and make up your mind, wouldn't it be better if you recast it in the future?"
The little fat man took a mouthful of words, arrogant and arrogant, and wiped his mouth with his chubby little hands, looking like he still had something to say.
Jian Qingsheng's face was dark, and the fighting energy in his body was boiling. Zhou Yao was secretly mobilizing all his fighting energy. If he didn't kill this little bandit today, he was afraid that he would be frightened every day in the future and be missed by this little ancestor.
No matter what soldiers he can keep, they will end up in his belly sooner or later.
Looking at the empty bluestone, Yi Jian Qingsheng's heart ached. That thunder gold is not something that can be seen in ordinary times. Only the thunder and lightning essence that can be collected from thousands of feet of thunder clouds in Lei Yu Yao, even if it is a soul fusion
A strong person in the realm will easily and never go deep into the thunder clouds. It is absolutely no different from seeking death. The reason why he was able to forge this Zixiao sword was because Jian Qingsheng found it by chance on the path of the immortal tribe's Yaobing. The entire
Even the Thunder Sword Soldiers may not have one.
Feeling that Jian Qingsheng's face was getting darker and darker, the little fat man seemed to know that the kid in front of him was really angry. He screamed and ran away.
"Order it for me!"
Jianqing roared, clasped his hands together, and a twenty-foot-long azure air sword suddenly condensed between his palms. There were purple lightning as thick as a bucket lingering around the air sword, like thunder pythons coiling in an array.
The sword intent that entered instantly pressed on the little fat man.
"Damn it, boy, are you serious!"
The little fat man's eyes changed slightly, and a pair of chubby little hands pulled hard towards the void. The sword intent that was pressing on his body collapsed. Then his figure flashed and turned into a streak of white lightning. It was so fast that he breathed.
Arriving hundreds of feet away, Jian Qingsheng released his spiritual power, but it was difficult to lock on the little fat man. His spiritual will contained the way of thunder, but it automatically slipped away as soon as it landed on him.
After chasing for hundreds of miles, Jian Qingsheng had no choice but to stop. He stood on a low mountain with his fists clenched and his face as sinking as water. He had never suffered such a big loss, but he had suffered continuously since he met this little fat man.
, he could also feel how extraordinary the little fat man was, but he couldn't grasp it, it was too slippery.
"My sword intention is not yet complete. I have only comprehended the way of thunder, but I have not yet grasped the sharp edge of the sword. The Zixiao Thunder Sword Intention can only be regarded as half completed. No wait, I will refine the half step first.
The king-level soul pill can be used to understand the edge of the sword and give birth to the true sword intention!"
Jian Qingsheng took a deep breath. The real way of swordsmanship is one of the nine hundred righteous methods. It is necessary to understand the edge of swordsmanship before he can truly step into the threshold. Strictly speaking, the sword intention he is now using with the help of the way of thunder
It cannot be regarded as the true sword intention, and the way of thunder is one of the nine thousand small ways. If the edge of the sword way is understood again, and the sword way merges with the way of thunder, it will be the real purple sky thunder sword intention, and it is also the reason for his thunder sword weapon department.
This is the foundation of the Northern Wilderness and Western Region.
Jian Qingsheng didn't believe it. When his Zixiao Thunder Sword Intent was completed, he still couldn't do anything to that little bastard.
With a dark face, Jian Qingsheng ignored the surprised looks of some passing Thunder Sword Clan members not far away, and disappeared in a flash.
After ten years old.
In the Blood Stone Tribe, the Yaodi Jing Qi gathered and reached an extreme level. It finally stopped increasing. Breathing the Yao Di Jing Qi that was many times richer than before, a smile appeared at the corner of Shi Zhixuan's mouth. This was the promotion of the tribe.
One of the benefits is that luck increases, and the essence of Yao from the earth also gathers. Although only when you are promoted to the bone quenching realm can you truly attract and absorb the essence of Yao for your own use, but in the rich environment of Yao,
In the earth's essence, over the years and months, it can still make the physique of the clan members continue to strengthen, and even the speed of practice will be much faster.
"Chief!" In front of the collapsed mountain wall, Chief Shihu looked solemn, "The time is coming."
"I really don't want to leave this homeland." A sharp light flashed in Shi Zhixuan's eyes, "Just in case, Muxue, you take Tuo Bafeng and the three of them away. If the tribe is destroyed, don't come back."
"Clan leader!" Muxue's eyes flashed with sharpness. This seemingly ordinary woman now showed a spirit that cannot be ignored.
"Only when you are alive can you have hope!" Shi Zhixuan stared at her, "The more you are born in a tyrannical age, the more important you are to live. I think you should understand that even if you are alive, a person with a weak constitution and a dull child will sooner or later die.
When it comes to death, not everyone is like Xiao Yi."
"Clan leader, can't we move the entire clan?"
Captain Shijian said solemnly, his white hair was scattered, and the ink-colored stone sword was clanging behind him. During these days, the clan members guarding the Jingyuan Valley have also returned.
Shaking his head, Shi Zhixuan said: "It's useless. This is the clan land of my Bloodstone Tribe. The military tomb is below, and the bottom is grounded. The general trend is above, carrying the destiny of my tribe. Once we leave, the destiny will immediately collapse.
Our Blood Stone Tribe will not only be knocked down to the realm of the middle blood tribe, but it will even be difficult to compare with the low blood tribe. If the luck is shattered, we can only be reduced to a scattered tribe. Once the luck is dispersed, even if we enter the earth, the underworld,
In the underworld, it will be difficult for my Bloodstone Tribe to gain a foothold, and endless misfortunes will follow."
"And if we stick to our clan territory, even if we all die in battle, as long as there are still people alive, the fire of destiny here will not be extinguished, and our Bloodstone Tribe will still have a chance to rise again, and the ancestral foundation cannot be destroyed by our hands.
, the heroic spirits sleeping in the underground military graves cannot be desecrated! Not to mention that the great clans of the hundreds of worlds will not retreat even if they die!"
"I'm leaving!" Muxue nodded, and she turned and left. The sharpness in her eyes softened and she seemed calm, but the green iron sword behind her was buzzing and trembling, but it eventually calmed down.
After a stick of incense, the top of the back mountain.
Overlooking the tribal village at his feet, the bright sunshine fell on the collapsed mountain wall. Tuoba Feng gritted his teeth. Behind him, Muxue walked away, and every step seemed to fall into their hearts.
"Walk!"
The corner of his mouth was bitten and blood spilled out. Tuoba Feng roared, turned around and rushed into the wild ancient forest behind him.
Shui Qianliu and Shi Taiyi also gritted their teeth, feeling great pain in their hearts. They left their homes like this, but their clan members were all about to die in front of them, and a deep sense of powerlessness grew in their hearts.
"We are all too weak! If we were strong enough, how dare the Hundred Demon Mountains dare to bully us!" Shui Qianliu said bitterly, "I want to become stronger, even if I betray everything, I won't hesitate!"
"Let's go!" Shi Taiyi turned around, his fingernails embedded in his flesh, "I want to find the real knife skills!"
Not long after, no one appeared on the top of the back mountain. The sky above the Blood Stone Tribe was filled with purple air. However, on the Qi Luck Jing Pillar, which was more than ten feet thick, there were thick black air wrapped around it, like a line.
A black horned dragon was entangled tighter and tighter, almost strangling it alive.