For the first time, Xie Wu felt a dilemma. In front of him were two powerful opponents, each of whom was suffocating. No matter how strong he was, there was still an insurmountable gap between him and the two people in front of him. Even someone as strong as Zi Qing would be defeated.
Yes, although he and Zi Qing are similar, they are not rivals.
Suddenly, Yuan Huatian chuckled, turned around and walked off the fighting platform, leaving everyone stunned.
"Why!" Xie Wu shouted, feeling very puzzled.
"This is not a battlefield." Yuan Huatian stopped and did not turn around, but his voice was clearly heard in everyone's ears.
Xiao Yi looked at Yuan Huatian's back. He vaguely felt that these words were meant for him. The ocean-like energy and blood in his body gradually returned to calm. He also turned around and walked off the battlefield, leaving Xie Wu alone.
At this moment, Xie Wu was a little overwhelmed, but he quickly calmed down. His willpower and spirit should not be underestimated at this point in his cultivation. He seemed to understand something, and a bitter taste appeared in the corner of Xie Wu's mouth.
"Brother Xiao."
Looking at Xiao Yi who was approaching, Bi Kongyue shook her head, and Jian Jingtian beside her snorted coldly: "Freak."
Only Muxue had a smile on her lips, and Qi was surging in Kong's body. He had just experienced a hard battle, walked between life and death, and gained some understanding. His will had broken through the barriers, and he had truly advanced to the peak of the heavenly realm.
There was no suspense in the end. Xiao Yi, Yuan Huatian, and Xie Wu won three places and entered the final battle between generals.
The projection of Nie Beixue's will dispersed, and he didn't say a few words from the beginning to the end, but at the moment, what everyone paid most attention to was the figure under the green-black beast robe. The top-notch fighting spirit was a legend, at least for all generations of the Beixue tribe.
It has never happened before, and even from an insignificant middle-level HP tribe, some people from the Beixue tribe have begun to inquire and want to know Xiao Yi's past. There are definitely many stories about such a young and powerful man, which has great enlightenment for practice.
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In the end, the Dianjiang Platform tore through the space barrier and sank into the cave world. All the elders also dispersed. Some powerful men from the Northern Snow Clan did not leave immediately, but came forward to greet Xiao Yi with gentle eyes.
After chatting for a few words, they dispersed. After this day, the people on the Purgatory Peak reached the level.
After a lot of reconciliation, the oppressive atmosphere dissipated a lot. After the quota was finally determined, many disciples breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe decades of hard work have achieved nothing, but if one road doesn't work, there are always others.
Road, the sky is big and the earth is big, there is always a road to the sky.
For several days in a row, there was no shortage of people coming to visit Xiao Yi in the stone courtyard. Although he could enter the first level this morning, he did not leave. Purgatory Peak no longer meant much to him.
Many of those who came to visit were disciples of Purgatory Peak, and there were also some strong men from the Northern Snow Clan named Asking for Advice. They didn't even mention a word of practice until they left. However, one thing was consistent, that is, no matter who they were,
When facing Xiao Yi, he couldn't help but feel a little reserved. There was awe that could not be hidden deep in his pupils.
A strong soul-melting Dzogchen who is less than 30 years old, with ten levels of heaven and earth, a top-notch fighting spirit, and unparalleled combat power, is rare even if you look at the entire Northern Wilderness and Western Region. Although for many Beixue tribesmen,
The Northern Wilderness they know is a land with a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, and many people have never left the place controlled by their clan until their death.
A few days later, Xiao Yi declined many people from the Beixue tribe who came to visit. In this ancient land, people's hearts are somewhere between pure and impure. It has a primitive style and is easier to understand. Xiao Yi sat quietly for a few days and will
The gains from this martial arts battle have been consolidated one by one.
At that time, there were still eight months left before the battle between the generals and the generals. The martial arts competition was over. In the third level, many members of the military department were repatriated. They lost the qualifications for this term, and then there would be no chance for them in the next term.
, naturally there is no reason to stay here.
On the eighth day, above the snow-capped peaks.
Xiao Yi looked at Taokong's plain white figure in front of him, but his body was dark. At his current state, he could already vaguely see something, but he kept it in his heart.
After a long silence, Xiao Yi finally said: "Master, don't you go back and take a look?"
You Taokong's thoughts were elusive. He was silent for a long time, but he still shook his head: "The time has not come yet."
Xiao Yi sighed in his heart, but didn't say much. He thought of the figure who had been sitting alone on Peach Mountain for a hundred years, with white hair like snow. If he hadn't stepped on Peach Mountain accidentally, maybe this moment would be eternity.
After staying here for less than half an hour, Xiao Yi left. Under the snow-capped peaks, Jian Jingtian and Muxue were waiting, while Bi Kongyue and Kong had already left. Both of them were rangers, and each had different backgrounds.
Inheritance, the two left words to find their own path. There are thousands of paths to practice, but there is always one that belongs to you.
"Let's go." Seeing Xiao Yi appear, Jian Jingtian nodded.
"good."
Xiao Yi whispered, unknowingly, more than a year had passed. As one of the three people who entered the battle of generals, he had half a year to practice alone, and then in the next two months, he had to go to the place of battle of generals.
Quiet and restless for nearly a year and a half
After practicing hard, to this day, he had an uncontrollable yearning for that black iron stone city. Vaguely, he felt some changes in his will. He couldn't explain it clearly, and he didn't bother to delve into it.
Its evolution is natural.
Beixue General was hundreds of thousands of miles away from the Thunder Sword Soldiers. Elder Bingfeng personally controlled the Snow Eagle and sent the three of them out of the Beixue Tribe. Looking at the ordinary young man in front of him, even Elder Bingfeng did not expect
, in less than two years
, this young man has actually gone through a road that many people will never finish in their lifetime, and reached a critical point. Although this critical moment is only in his Beixue General Department, it is still amazing enough. Looking at the many military departments under his subordinates, it may be called
It's shocking to the world, not to mention that top-quality fighting spirit.
Elder Bingfeng shook his head and smiled bitterly. Even now, he was a little unbelievable, as if in a dream, something that had always been only recorded in classical manuscripts actually appeared beside him.
It wasn't until the figures of Xiao Yi and the others disappeared that Elder Bingfeng took a deep breath and sighed: "A top-notch fighting spirit."
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The road of hundreds of thousands of miles may have been very far away for Xiao Yi and the other three, but now, even the weakest Muxue has reached the state of soul-melting perfection.
In large eras, they are all above the first cosmic speed.
The three of them went deep into the wild land, ancient forests, deep gorges, and old caves and sinkholes. Naturally, they also encountered many dangers. They even vaguely disturbed a five-star wild beast that had been dormant underground for many years. Even with peerless energy,
Xiao Yi was also hairy all over, and his expression suddenly changed.
Fortunately, this peerless desolate beast had been sleeping for a long time, and its will was not fully revived for a while, which gave Xiao Yi and the others a gap, otherwise they would have really died from the beast's mouth.
Along the way, the three of them restrained their minds. The Northern Wilderness was endless, and they could not be arrogant. During this period, there were several life and death encounters. Even Xiao Yi almost suffered, and blocked the way for Jian Jingtian and the two. Between life and death, the three of them
They all had some understanding, and finally at the end of January, I saw the land belonging to the Thunder Sword Military Department from a distance.
"The land in my hometown, although there is often killing, makes me feel warm."
It was rare for Jian Jingtian to express such a sigh. Although no one mentioned it, he was in the Northern Snow Clan, but there was always a feeling of being out of place. Because there was no blood connection, for the Northern Snow Clan, they were just passers-by competing for places in the Sea of Wrong Souls.
A touch of gentleness also flashed in Xiao Yi's eyes. Although the time he left was not long, it was not short-lived for ordinary people. If he could return to the era of science and technology, four or five years would have passed by now.
Are his parents okay? Are relatives and friends looking for traces of him? For a missing person in four or five years, there is almost no hope. Thinking that his parents may often shed tears, Xiao Yi feels a little heavy in his heart. As a child
, this is not what he wants to see.
Xiao Yi also thought about China's ancient mythological system. Even in the era of science and technology, there is still the continuous continuation of Taoism, alchemy and immortality, throughout the entire history of China, as well as the underworld, and even the eighteen levels of hell. All kinds of things are in this land.
Similar existences can be found in ancient lands.
To become an immortal, compared to the immortals in the fairy world, the netherworld in the underworld, the bloodthirsty and cruel vampires, the angels in the Western pantheon, and the memory of the warrior's finger bones,
What's the difference between the Protoss? It's all very strange
Chang, Xiao Yi knew in his heart that he might have seen a period of unknown ancient times, mythical eras that were annihilated one by one, and this ancient land that was very different from the earth. The sun above his head was emitting light and heat, and the sun was rising and the moon was rising.
Fall, spring, summer, autumn and winter.
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Within a few miles of the Thunder Sword Military Headquarters, Jian Jingtian suddenly stopped. He frowned slightly, and Xiao Yi and Muxue also stopped.
"You also sensed it." Jian Jingtian said in a deep voice.
Xiao Yi nodded. As soon as he stepped into this land, he could faintly feel a decadent atmosphere in the void, a smell of dying wood.
As members of the Thunder Sword Weapon Tribe, as young clan leaders as Jian Jingtian, and as captains of the Bloodstone Tribe like Muxue, Xiao Yi is naturally inextricably linked to the fate of the tribe, although luck is not the same.
It is illusory, but it is real. It often indicates the rise and fall of life and death. Although it cannot be completely believed, it cannot be ignored.
At this moment, just entering the edge of the Thunder Sword Army, I felt such a feeling, which was very unsettling.
The three of them looked at each other and immediately increased their speed. Three streams of light tore through the vacuum and shot towards the Thunder Sword Mountain Range. Finally, the three of them even tore apart the shattered world and entered the void space, which is different from crossing space.
Traveling through the void space, as long as the physical body can withstand the force of the destruction of nothingness, the speed can be greatly increased with the help of the space breath contained in the space barrier, until the space barrier is finally torn apart. (Please vote for recommendations, please subscribe!) (To be completed