Chapter 6

In the vast land of the world, the human race occupies the largest area of ​​land. According to some geographical features, this rich land is divided into ten regions of Kyushu. Each state has a radius of tens of millions. Even the smallest area has hundreds of circles. The area of ​​thousands of miles is vast. wap.novelmtl.com

On the west and east sides of the Kyushu Ten Lands, respectively, there is a piece of land with an area comparable to that of the Kyushu Ten Lands.

The east is the demon world. It is in a different space from the Kyushu and Ten Places. Actually, the first demon emperor used a great magical power to cut a piece from the original land of the Kyushu Ten Places and transferred it into a different space. Although it is not adjacent to Kyushu and Shiji, it also cuts off the way of Kyushu and Shiji to the east. Monks in Kyushu and Shiji want to explore the sea in the direction of the extreme east and can only pass by the north and south.

The land in the West is a barren land where the human race talks. This area is vast, and there are many dangers and mysteries. Of course, this land is the enemy of the human race and destroys the last of the human race. Where the demons of the age come from.

Since the end of the last era, after the demons retreated, the cultivators have not given up exploring the barrens, but the magic is that the demons appear as if they were out of nothing and disappeared out of nowhere. Even the cultivators are in the barren They could not be found.

However, for thousands of years, the human race has never given up the defense of this area. Both the Zheng and the Mo have laid lines of defense on the western soil bordering the barren wilderness. Everyone in the cultivation world firmly believes that those demons must be lurking somewhere in the depths of the wild, waiting for a comeback someday.

And even if there are no demons, this place physically bordering the ten regions of Kyushu is dangerous. Every year, crazy wild beasts rush out of the wild waste and cause severe damage in the western soil.

Bai Qiuran and Huang Fufeng rushed on the road night and night. Although Bai Qiuran was fast, Huang Fufeng's cultivation was also difficult to find rivals in the world. He could barely keep up with his speed. It took them a few days to follow. The ancient state crossed several large states, crossed the western desert, and entered this crisis-ridden land.

As soon as it entered the wild area, the sky seemed to be dim, shrouded in a thin layer of black gauze. Although the light source of the sun can still be seen between the heavens and the earth, in the wild, the noon sun was dim like dusk. It's weird, as if entering the time of magic, the moment when humans and aliens meet. See ‘Mao. Line, Chinese. Text, Net

The air is full of malicious and toxic air which is full of malice for human beings. Once it is lower, it will slowly be corroded, and it will become a dead bone from the inside out. Bai Qiuran and Huang Fufeng exercise skills Continue to go deep, and soon there was a terrible hissing sound.

A group of terrible beasts came from the ground, and also hurried from the air. They are huge, the smallest is a dozen meters in size, and the shape is like a random combination of creatures that have existed in this world except humans. Normal on a body, chilling and nauseating.

They smelled the scent diffused in the air, which was the smell of the human race, attracted them to come, and to tear Bai Qiuran and Huang Fufeng to smash and smash into the stomach.

Bai Qiuran launched it with a palm of his hand, and none of it really turned into a palm print that covered the sky, like a giant wall, facing the tide of monsters and beasts in reverse. The two collided, and the latter disappeared like a bubble. The castration continued unabated, and a round plain of shocking plains was launched on the ancient and mysterious barren land.

"The ancestors of Jianzu have improved again."

Huang Fufeng couldn't help but praise.

Bai Qiuran glanced at him gloomily, and said lightly:

"I'm suppressing cultivation, and now I can't do anything."

"..."

Huang Fufeng froze for a moment, then smiled imposingly:

"Hahaha, it seems that there is a sword ancestor in the world, and the world will never worry about finding an opponent!"

In the distance, a larger wave of giant monsters came in madness. These wild monsters did not know where they came from, as if they were endless. Seeing this, Huang Fufeng pulled out his long knife and was eager to try.

"Sword ancestor!"

He laughed:

"Let's fight today!"

But Bai Qiuran glanced at him as if looking neurotic, and said lightly:

"Fart a fight, and quickly lead the way to Broken Soul River!"

Bai Qiuran's impersonal answer did not affect Huang Fufeng's mood. The latter shouted aloud, breaking the scabbard of the sword, and cutting his sword for thousands of miles, dividing the monster frenzy into several parts.

Bai Qiuran also referred to as a sword, the sword air was vertical and horizontal, so the two had no intention of avoiding, slaughtered all the way against the tide of beasts in the wild wasteland, and killed a blood path to Broken Soul River.

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The Broken Soul River is located in the depths of the wild wilderness. A huge river, thousands of miles wide, even the practitioners can't see the head at a glance. The river is divided into two, and its location is exactly in the middle of the wild.

But on the other side of Broken Soul River, only Bai Qiulan has entered in the past three thousand years. Others who dare to try their own lives, even the monks of the Mahayana period, have never returned.

I do n’t know if they ca n’t return, die in the wild, or are under pressure, soar directly in the wild, and escape to the fairyland in this way.

And Bai Qiuran didn't go too far into the opposite. He only probed inward for five hundred miles along the bank on the other side of Broken Soul River. According to the results of his exploration, the air there is more corrosive and the monster tide It's just stronger.

Now Bai Qiuran came to the Broken River for the second time. He and Huang Fufeng flew over the river. Since there was no foothold, Bai Qiuran could only follow the descendant of Huang Fufeng, standing on the blade of the broken sword. Under the control of the sword master Huang Fufeng, the broken sword was like a white fish, breaking through the air, and flying rapidly along the downstream of the broken soul river.

Bai Qiuran looked down and saw the water flowing in the middle of the river. Although there were countless aquatic beasts in the river, they constantly swallowed each other. From time to time, some giants jumped out of the water and tried to attack Bai Qiuran and Huangfu Fengji in midair. People, but the ability of this hand to act as an imperial sword still made Bai Qiulan envious to death.

"Ah, when will I be able to ride the sword in my life?"

Raising his hand and cutting the body of a giant monster with a sword, he sighed for no reason.

"..."

Reason made Huang Fufeng not answer, but buried his head and hurriedly.

After flying for another day along the river, Bai Qiuran and Huang Fufeng finally came to the place where he said the inscription, and looking far away, Broken Soul River stood up a tall stone monument, about several hundred meters high. Inscribed with the ancient and mysterious characters of the last era, there is a faint blue light beneath the stele.

"what?"

Huang Fufeng stopped flying and looked at the stele in surprise.

"what happened?"

Bai Qiuran asked.

"Jianzu, when I first saw the stele, it was only a few meters high, and there was no light underneath."

Huang Fufeng solemnly replied:

"It's growing up!"

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Recommendation: "Echoes of the Future"

Keywords: doomsday, tragic, epic

When human beings fall into the unstoppable apocalypse ...

When all time power causality cannot change the past ...

They condensed all hope into a one-minute word, and thoughts managed to get past ...

The adjustments over and over again, the accumulation over and over, finally turned the tide over the past, and Fu Building will fall.

That's right, that's what countless futures, we will do our best, rack our brains, and weave-

A daily story of a sand sculptured youth.

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