The land of exile, the gray sky, the desolate land, the struggle of the four clans, years of war, the sky cracked, and the earth dried up. Most of the people are miserable and miserable, dying in the twilight of life.

Legend has it that the people who lived in the Land of Exile were sinners who were banished from the outside world to this desolate island for committing heinous sins. It became a food of blood for other races, and was tormented from generation to generation, and the blood and bones of the generations after were cleansed from iniquity.

The archipelago is surrounded by a grayish-white fog that blinds perception, corrodes the wings of birds, and often leaves by boat, but it is not long before wrecked ships are found along the coastline, covered with the claw marks and bite marks of unknown beasts, as well as the marks of swords and axes when the crews resist. But a single corpse has never been found, which is terrifying.

The Exile is said to be an island group, but it is more like a small continent, and the size is incredible. In this reckless land, the island is like a living creature, absorbing the life essence of all kinds of races at all times, and at the same time, the ubiquitous violent aura affects the minds of all the inhabitants of the island. As a result, everyone is good at martial arts, and the perennial war has forced the reckless to split into five camps.

The western climate of the Xiban is relatively peaceful in the west of the island, and it is the territory of the Terrans. Because before the human race came here, there were some indigenous tribes living here, so it was called Xiban.

Compared to the rest of the island, there are not as many turbulences and storms, making it habitable. At the same time, due to the lack of turbulence and storm tempering, and the lack of enough turbulence to bring aura and other treasures, the human race living here is weak, and often serves as blood food or playthings on the tables of other races.

It wasn't until generations of predecessors of the Terran race built the Great Wall fortresses with flesh and blood in the border that the destruction of the Terran was prevented. The tenacity and tenacity of the human race are vividly reflected at this moment.

The northern frontier is the territory of the demons, and according to legend, the demons in the land of exile are all from the Great Rift. Demons are vicious by nature, and there are many types, and the individuals are powerful.

Because the demons border the territory of the human race, the wise men of the demon race often tempt the border monks into the demons with faith or demon exercises to increase the demon population. At the same time, the demons often invade the realm of the Terrans, capture human children and train them to become demon servants, or find the most beautiful men and women in the Terrans to have fun.

If it weren't for the fact that the cultivation method of the human race has been gradually perfected in the past hundred years, the human race would have perished and been in the hands of the demons.

The Southern Regions are inhabited by a large number of beast tribes, barbaric and cold-blooded, and respected by martial arts, and the beast kings of the past dynasties are not wise, but the strongest. The Orcs have gained a foothold in the Southern Regions with unattainable production speeds and the number of obscurities that cover the sky.

The Orcs are warlike, and before the Great Wall of the Terran Border was built, the Orcs were the race that invaded the Terrans the most times, and they also caused the most casualties.

At that time, the orcs used to feed on humans and take pleasure in slaughtering. After the construction of the Great Wall, the beasts developed siege equipment due to the lack of wise men to direct the war, and the beasts have not set foot within a hundred miles of the border for hundreds of years.

The eastern realm belongs to the demon clan, and the number of demon clans in the exiled land is the smallest, and the demon clan has a long life but is difficult to reproduce, so the demon clan was driven to the east with the worst environment by the other three clans.

Turbulence and storms come from the East all year round, passing through the Borderlands to reach the South. As a result, it is extremely difficult to survive in the East, and even the Orcs who cross the border like locusts have little interest in the East. In recent years, the demon clan and the human race have become closer and closer, forming alliances and communicating with each other, and the strong men of the demon clan have often flown over the borderless land to the human race to teach exercises, and at the same time bring back to the clan various utensils and medicines made by the human race.

The Borderlands is located in the middle of the world, and is home to all kinds of intelligent beings who cannot form a race, such as the Ancient Aliens, the Ancient Gods, the Ancient Beasts, and so on. This is the land of the borderless and the lawless, where the strong are honored and the weak are fed.

At the same time, there are also a large number of ancient god relics, ancient murderous places, ancient battlefields, altar remains, and a large number of dangerous places. There are often teams organized to come here to hunt for treasures, some people return with a full load, and some people have no news.

Somewhere on the edge of the Borderlands, the Flame Demon Cave, the scorching flames scorched everything, the fiery red rocks everywhere, and wisps of fire-based energy visible to the naked eye gathered towards the cave. According to this, hundreds of miles away, in the scattered rock pile, a black-clothed young man stepped on a strange step and jumped, leaving a strange formation in place with each step and then slowly disappearing.

The cold wind whistled through the sand and dust, and the boy tightened his trench coat and licked his thirsty lips. Finding the only source of water, ignoring the filthy turbidity in the pool, he scooped up a handful of sewage, blew it gently, took a careful sip, and looked ahead. The young man's name is Du Xuan, a bounty hunter struggling in the Exiled Lands.

Bounty hunter is a unique profession of the human race, when the lack of resources to a certain extent, the bounty hunter is born by luck, open up the wasteland, explore, find supplies, assassination, sleep, all the work that gives money, the bounty hunter does not refuse, after all, this world is only alive to have hope.

A few days ago, the flame demon went crazy, absorbed the vitality of a hundred miles away, met people and ate people, and stepped on the mountains to destroy the village. If it weren't for the timely arrival of the deputy commander of Sanchuan City, there would no longer be any living mouth within a hundred miles.

After paying the tragic price of the deputy commander being seriously injured and dying, and only a few dozen people remained in the two hundred-man squadrons in the city, Kankan seriously injured the fire demon and forced him to retreat. For this reason, Lu Zhen, the demon sword of Sanchuan City, was furious, and placed a reward, and anyone who could provide the specific location of the Yan Demon Cave would receive a thousand spirit stones and a chance to enter the Dragon Pool.

As soon as the news came out, it instantly attracted the bounty hunters of the entire Xiban, and even some clan chambers of commerce were ready to move.

A thousand spirit stones are enough for a person to live a prosperous life for ten years, and he doesn't have to struggle between life and death every day to survive, but what is more precious is the opportunity to enter the Dragon Transformation Pool. Du Xuan has little desire for a thousand spirit stones, sometimes he doesn't have the strength, and if he has enough money, he will be guilty, maybe one day he will have the opportunity to "accidentally die" The corpse lies in the stinky alley and no one cares, until it is thrown out of the city like a dead dog.

But the Dragon Pool was enough to attract an outlaw like Du Xuan, and a gust of wind blew through, blowing the boy's hood, and there was still some immaturity and tenacity on his slightly stained face, which did not match his age. Some of the withered hair hung down, faintly revealing black jewel-like eyes, the straight nose bridge revealed luster, and the warm jade chin was just right, but the gray and white of the left eye ruined the beauty, but it was enough to make the most picky demon nobles go crazy.

The faint pain in his left eye reminded Du Xuan to tighten his hood and cover the whiteness, maybe Hualongchi could cure this eye.

The people who live in the Land of Exile all the year round have been corroded to varying degrees, and the human race has always been fragile, and the daily essence leaks out, and the life expectancy is greatly reduced. The average lifespan of the residents at the bottom is only thirty years old, while the average lifespan of a bounty hunter like Du Xuan is only twenty-five years because he wanders on the verge of life and death all year round.

The rich aura and spiritual pressure in the dragon pool can cut the bones and marrow of the people who enter the pool, remove dirt, and recast slightly damaged limbs, so that the longevity of the dragon can be greatly increased, and at the same time, it also gives the cultivator a chance to leap, so it is named the dragon pool.

Calculated, according to the average lifespan of a bounty hunter, sixteen-year-old Du Xuan still has nine years to live, and that faint smile suddenly swayed in his mind, clear and pure, I don't know if the remaining nine years will be able to see each other again.

Du Xuan smiled bitterly and took out a purple box from his arms with his backhand, opened it quietly, and seven or eight fat white flesh worms flew out of the box, this is Ming Gu, Du Xuan got it in a deserted ruin by chance.

Ming Gu, a type of Gu worm, is very sensitive to the energy fluctuations around it, and can sense very subtle life fluctuations, making it the best choice for gathering intelligence.

"This is the edge of the territory of the Fire Demon, as a relic of the ancient brute beast, although it is not a pure blood, it also has good strength. Thinking of this, Du Xuan shook his hand and released the Ming Gu, and followed closely behind with a phantom step.

Passing through the dry plains, a large field of dead black trees came into view, contrasting with a few inky crows in the sky. Occasionally, an unknown beast burst out, and its pupils were long gone.

An hour later, in a low mountain forest.

"Found it, this is here, to be able to gather such abundant fire energy here, but no energy leaks out, this fire demon seems not simple. Du Xuan said secretly in his heart, and then disappeared, preparing to sneak into the low mountain to investigate.

Suddenly, the front few Ming Gu sent back some faint signals, on the left and right sides of the low mountain, there were two different auras, it seemed that other forces or other hunters had detected this place first.

Du Xuan hurriedly stopped moving, hiding in a dead leaf, and licking blood from the knife all year round, which made Du Xuan develop a cautious and suspicious character, and it was precisely because of this that he was able to survive in this ruin until now.

At this time, a piece of "dry stone" on the left side moved imperceptibly, obviously they all found these inconspicuous Ming Gus, but they didn't see them, and even their own aura became weak.

Du Xuan wasn't sure if he had exposed his location, but it seemed that those Gu worms couldn't be taken back blatantly, so he simply controlled a few Gu worms to continue flying slowly.

After passing the two forces on the left and right at a low altitude, the Gu worm only advanced a few tens of meters before it was robbed of all its vitality by the sudden appearance of a few small light blue flames, and fell to the ground, turning into a piece of flesh.

Du Xuan instantly understood the situation at this moment, the people on the left and right sides knew the existence of the blue ghost fire in front of them, and they were all waiting for the other side to lose their breath or other latecomers to check in first, and take advantage of the fisherman himself, while avoiding casualties on his side.

But there is a third party at this time, Du Xuan. Obviously, they were all using Du Xuan as a bait for temptation, and as soon as the Gu worm died, the divine consciousness on the left and right sides immediately swept in Du Xuan's direction.

Du Xuan hurriedly held his breath and hid his vitality, coupled with nearly ten years of hunter career, Du Xuan's body had already been riddled with holes, and the breath of life was weak and pitiful. After the two divine senses tried to no avail, they retreated and continued to confront each other as if nothing had just happened.

At this time, Du Xuan could finally relax a little, adjust his breath, and be ready to withdraw at any time. In the face of interests and risks, he has enough judgment.

A moment later, Du Xuan had already withdrawn from the other party's divine sense scanning range and wandered on the edge of the low mountain.

At this moment, the sound of the horse's hooves vibrating gradually came from a distance, and a team of nearly thirty people could be seen in the distance.

The leader is a fat man in his early twenties, with greasy fat that is particularly inconsistent with this era, with a splendid collar and riding boots. The sachet and folding fan on his waist are a little abrupt, or the blade like a pig-killing knife is more in line with his temperament.

On the left and right sides of the fat man, there are two old men. The description on the left is withered, and it looks sick. The one on the right looks like a warlock, and his whole body is covered by a black veil, and his true face is not visible. There were two teams of men and horses lined up in the rear, and before they arrived, the aura of slaughter came to their faces. A black banner in the team was waving in the wind, with a big Wei character written on it, indicating the identity of the main family - the Imperial Centennial Chamber of Commerce, the Wei family in Sanchuan City.

Seeing a large group of people coming, the wave of people on the left side of the low mountain immediately showed their figures and got up to greet them. The group on the right was visibly stunned, but they also walked out of the hideout, but did not salute and stood aside.

"Welcome young master!" The leader on the left was a burly man, naked and covered with scars.

"Well, I heard that you have found the old dog's dog hole, and I have a great reward, sir!" The fat man sat on his horse, holding the reins in his left hand, and pointing forward with a whip in his right hand, and looked quite high-spirited.

At this time, the team leader on the right took two steps forward and said hello, "Zhao family, Zhao Yang, I have seen Wei Gongzi"

The fat man squinted at the other party, "Phew,!" neatly and unceremoniously.

The corners of Zhao Yang's eyes twitched, and the corners of his lowered mouth showed a trace of ruthlessness, and he withdrew his hand in embarrassment. Seeing the eyes of the old men on the left and right sides of the fat man inadvertently swept over, Zhao Yang's heart trembled, and he instantly changed to a smiling face.

"Then the brothers won't bother Gongzi Yaxing, here are wild and wild, Gongzi Wei, please be careful. Zhao Yang bowed slightly, took two steps back and turned to leave, but the clenched fist in his left hand was slightly purple, betraying his mood at this time.

In Sanchuan City, the Zhao family has always been at odds with the Wei family, unlike the Wei family of the pure chamber of commerce, the Zhao family is involved in the hunters' guild, grocery trading, Qinglou, slaves, etc., which can be described as unprofitable and unscrupulous, and there are many intrigues in the clan, and they are a group of outlaws who lick blood at the tip of a knife.

The ancestors of the Zhao family and the Wei family have old grievances, and because of the head of the Zhao family of this generation, he is rickety and ugly. Therefore, everyone in the Wei family privately called them the old dog, and the dog hole of the fat man just now also referred to Sang scolding Huai. And Zhao Yang's son, please be careful, is reminding the Wei family that the city is your territory, and going out of the city is the world of the Zhao family.

Du Xuan had no intention of ignoring the open and secret battles between the two families, but the fat man's team was not far from his hiding place, and leaving now would definitely alarm the two old men, Du Xuan didn't believe that the young master of the Wei family who came to the borderless land would bring two mediocre people, and those two people were at least the level of the Wei family's guest qing. At that time, I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to get out.