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"Lu Ming, the matter we want your help with is not complicated to say, just from here, approach an altar, and then open the altar, it's okay!"

An old man of the wilderness.

"Approaching the altar, is there an obstacle on the way?"

Lu Ming asked.

The clan elder nodded and said: "These three altars are left by the ancestors of the desolate clan, and the legend contains the treasure of the desolate clan, which is related to the rise and fall of the desolate clan, but unfortunately, for endless years, no one has been able to approach the altar, open the altar, and get the treasure of the desolate clan!"

"On every road, there is a terrible oppressive force, the stronger the cultivation, the stronger the oppressive force will be, so if you are not a proud person, you can't set foot on it!"

The patriarch explained.

So that's the case, Lu Ming's heart moved, no wonder the Desolate Clan wanted to ask him for help.

And the previous prison fight is probably a test for him, otherwise, when he wins a hundred victories, he should be free.

"Clan Elder, I want to try again!"

At this point, Wasteland spoke.

"Okay, let's try it!" the patriarch nodded.

Wildpower stepped up, towards the ancient path on the far left.

Boom!

When he stepped into the bluestone ancient road, the heaven and earth seemed to let out a roar, and the step of the desolate force seemed to be as heavy as a mountain.

Waste's body trembled slightly, then he stood straight and continued to step forward.

Boom!

Another roar sounded, and the earth shook slightly, as if the desolate force was under great pressure.

The muscles of his whole body bulged, and the law of his strength covered his whole body, like an invincible god of war, he stepped forward.

Knock! knock...

One step at a time, he stepped forward, and with each step, there was a roar.

Soon, Wasteland took a hundred steps forward, but after a hundred steps, his speed began to slow down, and it seemed that the pressure was even stronger.

But in the eyes of Huangli, he was very persistent, unswerving, and continued to step forward.

Soon after, Wasteland took two hundred steps, slowing down again, but still moving forward.

It seems that with every hundred steps, the pressure on the wilderness will increase.

Step by step, every hundred steps, the speed of the desolate force will slow down.

After more than an hour, Wasteland finally took five hundred steps.

When he took the five hundred and wrong steps, his body shook suddenly, and his face turned pale.

The bluestone ancient road is a kilometer long, that is, a thousand steps.

Wasteland is only halfway through now.

Roar!

In the mouth of the desolate force, a low roar was released, and the expression of indomitable expression appeared in his eyes, and he continued to step forward.

As soon as he stepped out, his body trembled again.

However, he did not fall, but continued to move forward.

Every step he took was very difficult, as if he was carrying an ancient sacred mountain, weighing hundreds of millions of pounds.

"Yes, there is progress, in the history of the desolate clan, there are only a handful of people who can step five hundred steps!"

Thought that the clan elder nodded, quite satisfied with the performance of the wasteland.

"It's up to this little guy to finally take a few steps!"

Another clan elder spoke.

Then, the crowd did not say anything and continued to watch.

The speed of the desolation is getting slower and slower, and sometimes, it takes dozens of minutes to take a step.

However, there was patience.

Three days passed, and the desolate force finally stepped six hundred steps.

"That's right, stepping on six hundred, even if it is the king in the history of the desolate clan, few people can do it!"

A clan elder exclaimed.

If Wasteland can do this, its future achievements will be extraordinary.

After six hundred steps, the desolate force stopped and stood there, as if resuming his breath.

This stop is a whole day.

A day later, Wasteland let out a roar of rage and stepped out again, one step toward six hundred and one step.

However, when he took this step, his body shook wildly, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body was thrown backwards, flying out of the bluestone ancient road.

A clan elder stretched out his hand to catch the desolate force, and a wave of power poured into the desolate force's body, and the desolate face, and recovered a little bit of blood.

"Lu Ming, you have also seen that with the strength of the desolate power, you can only take six hundred steps, if you can help our clan and open the altar, then you are the great benefactor of my clan, and as the distinguished guest of my clan, you can obtain the position of the elder of the foreign clan, and the status is second only to me and other desolate clan elders, how about it?"

A clan elder spoke.

Lu Ming's heart pounded.

If you help the Desolate Clan open the altar, you can get the position of the Elder of the Desolate Clan, and the status is second only to the Desolate Clan Elder, this power is probably not trivial.

And the strength of the Desolate Clan is simply unfathomable, if you can get the help of the Desolate Clan, this is definitely a powerful backer.

Lu Ming secretly took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and said: "The seniors are polite, the juniors must do their best, and also, the juniors came to the Barbarian Ancient Domain to find the Barbarian Crystal, I don't know if the seniors have any news of the Barbarian Crystal?"

"It turns out that you are looking for brute crystals, although the brute crystals are precious, our clan still has a lot, and it doesn't hurt to send you a few pieces later!"

A clan elder smiled.

"Thank you, senior!"

Lu Ming was overjoyed, then looked at the bluestone ancient road, and said, "That junior, let's try it!"

With that, Lu Ming stepped out and walked towards the ancient road on the left that Wasteland had just stepped on.

Boom!

When Lu Ming stepped in, he felt a powerful force pressing on him, making his body extremely heavy, and stepping on the ground in one step, causing the ground to shake.

However, although this force is strong, it does not have much impact on Lu Ming.

Lu Ming took a step forward and walked quickly.

Knock! knock...

The ground kept shaking, and in a few breaths, Lu Ming took a hundred steps.

"It's so fast, it's worthy of being a child of chaos!"

An old man of the Desolate Clan's eyes lit up.

"This son is stronger than the average son of the heavens, maybe there is really hope!"

Another clan elder showed a look of hope.

The altar left behind by their ancestors has been sealed for too long, and for endless years, they have tried everything they can to open it.

Perhaps, now there is hope.

Their desolate tribe, before the endless years, was the most powerful force in heaven and earth, the strength was at its peak, the strong were like clouds, and finally they competed with other powerful forces, resulting in defeat and the strong being killed.

Therefore, he can only hide in the world and hide in this wild ancient domain, but the treasures left by the ancestors have not been opened, and after so many years, the desolate clan has not yet recovered its prosperity.

The treasures in the three altars were their chance, and they naturally cared about it.

Boom!

When Lu Ming took a hundred steps, he didn't stop at all, and stepped out towards one hundred and one steps.

When he took this step, Lu Ming felt a more powerful force pressing on him, but the muscles in Lu Ming's body only trembled slightly, and he resisted this force and continued to step forward.

The first three hundred steps had little impact on Lu Ming, Lu Ming moved forward at a constant speed, and in just over a minute, Lu Ming stepped over the first three hundred steps.

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