It's a vast world, a utopia that everyone dreams of.

In ancient times, the ancient sages were all lonely, only the cultivators left their names, all of them cultivated, and the Sanyu Heavenly Dao became a way out of the race.

This book purifies its body, avoids its world, accepts its spirit, and understands its way. It has been completed by the Nine Han Heavens, on the case of crying and crying, and laughing at the world is not reincarnated.

Qingzhou, the extreme south region, Qingluo Town.

A noisy sound came babbling, it was a group of fierce and evil people.

"Hao Jian, even a small force like your Hao family would dare to go against the Great Elder? I think you are really ashamed of such a good name that your father gave you!"

Pulling into the line of sight, there was a huge altar in front of him, and on the huge altar several men with machetes smiled coldly, and the slightest wind swept under the big axe.

The whole altar is several feet high, and there are many open cracks around it, as if it is in disrepair, and some of them are like open mouths, and the blood stains that have not been cleaned are stuck to it.

And in the middle of the altar was a huge shelf, which creaked with a slight breeze, and a young man was tied to it, and if it were not for the fact that the boy was relatively small, he would have fallen down long ago.

The young man has to shave his face a little ordinary, if he is put in the flow of people, he must be the kind that cannot be seen at a glance, there seems to be anger burning in his eyes, flying spit stars spurting out, and his mouth is constantly swearing words, "Bastard, how many times have I said it, I am not Hao Jian, you are so cheap! Release Lao Tzu, I will sue you for kidnapping, you wait, kidnap minors, you wait! I don't believe you can disrespect the king's law!"

The knots in the body were sturdy, and the previous shaking was a little and almost collapsed, so the thought of breaking free was dispelled.

What he hates most in his life is that others laugh at his name, once he also wanted to change his name, but he couldn't change his surname, his surname Hao, Hao people are too vulgar, could it be that he wants to be called Hao Sheng, Hao Yang?

Besides, isn't it a big unfilial piety to change the name given by the parents?

And he is really not the Hao Jian that these people are talking about, he is obviously Hao Jian of another world, obviously as soon as he opened his eyes, he crossed over, and he was tied up by these people involuntarily, fierce and vicious.

Remember, no matter how you say it, you are also a cultural person who is proficient in poetry and algae, and I was reading a book one moment ago, why did I stage this scene in the next second?

"I'm really speechless, which novel crosses the protagonist who is not a plug-in, the old grandfather, why am I Hao Jian so unlucky? ”

With broken thoughts in his mouth, his face was sinking to death, and he didn't forget to look at the fierce and vicious people around him, and his life and death could be fixed between talking and laughing, Hao Jian suddenly thought of a sentence in his mind, "Strength is respected." ”

This is, another shirtless man, holding a large knife with a smooth blade that is more than a foot long, the fluttering knife red seems to tell the wail of the number of people who are slashed, the shirtless man walked to Hao Jian's side, and first gave Hao Jian a direct slap with his rough big hand.

"Ahh

The scars floating on the rolling muscles, there were still water droplets on the body surface, and the uncertain gaze looked at the follow-up reaction, and Hao Jian, who swiped it and looked at it directly, was a spirit, and secretly said that it was going to be cold, and those perfect bodies in front of this strong man could not withstand a punch.

Hao Jian's eyes gradually blurred a little, his ears made a rumbling sound, and after a few breaths, he screamed in pain, "Don't hit people in the face, you have gone too far." ”

"I look down on the little white face the most!" very directly, the big man threw out this sentence, soft and weak, the Hao family is dead, see how rampant you are!

He casually put the big knife on Hao Jian's neck, and seemed to be too lazy to move the knife, and the blade with a cold light on the shelving came into contact with the hot neck, and suddenly a piercing chill came to his heart, Hao Jian couldn't help but shudder, "Is this a sword like a dream?"

"Wang Fa?" The man on the altar on the side sneered, and pulled out a very short dagger from his cuff, carved with delicate small patterns, the curvature was just right, the handshake was very comfortable, and the uncertain demeanor was indescribably weird.

Swish.

"Don't you know that in this Qingluo Town, the Great Elder is the top king? You dare to ramble here, and you can't find death?

The short dagger he drew pointed to the depths of the dense forest in the distance, and he was afraid that the force would not throw the short dagger out at once.

"This big altar is your burial place, you see, the small altar over there Your beautiful little sister is there, my son-in-law should treat her well, and then your little bastard of the Hao family will sacrifice to the sky today. The people looked at each other and smiled, showing a very obscene look, "Hey, maybe you can steal something fishy over there?"

"Hao Ling'er!"

A memory flashed in Hao Jian's mind, it was the face of a little girl, the light and dancing figure, and the scenes experienced by the previous body all flashed in Hao Jian's mind, Hao Ling'er was the best person for himself, and he was also the person he swore to protect, which was deeply rooted in the bone marrow, and remained unchanged until death, "You deserve to die!"

Although he has this heart, Hao Jian is also very helpless, after all, he himself is difficult to protect now, maybe he can still be with his sister on Huangquan Road, "What should I do? What should I do?"

"Is it a direct splattering of blood or a trickle?"

The man continued to wipe the knife in his hand, and then looked at the big knife on Hao Jian's neck, smiling evilly.

The big man with the big knife didn't care, "Trickle, do you think this kid's body is interesting?"

"Okay!"

As soon as the words fell, a cold light flashed, Hao Jian only felt a sharp pain in his chest and then his neck, and the originally active thinking gradually dissipated with vague consciousness, and the warm body gradually cooled down, at that moment he felt that he had been sublimated, which was a special experience of life and death.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for being hacked to death by the big knife, activate the passive skill, immortal and non-alive, plus a special passive resurrection, the number of uses is not limited. ”

"Ding, congratulations to the host for being hacked to death by a second-order martial artist, and a hundred points of incomplete experience can be used for the upgrade lottery. ”

"Ding, the last reward, waste get rid of, the host cultivation is directly promoted to the third order of martial arts. ”

A cold voice kept coming out of his mind, Hao Jian gradually felt that his consciousness was constantly recovering, and there were huge changes in his body, the feeling of fingertip touch was more real, and the stiff fingertips of death moved slightly, and the temperature on the surface of his body gradually rose.

After a while, Hao Jian suddenly opened his originally closed eyes, and then touched the wound on his neck, and suddenly found that the wound on his neck had disappeared, and there was an indescribable feeling all over his body.

And what he didn't expect was that his cultivation went directly to the third order of martial arts, and he was originally only a first order of martial arts for a while, and he couldn't bear the flood of such spiritual power for a while, and the sense of oppression on his body became more and more vigorous.

In my mind, I gradually thought of the division of cultivation levels in this world, martial artists, martial masters, martial spirits, martial kings, martial emperors, martial sects, martial saints, and martial emperors, and each realm was divided into nine levels.

And this body originally fell into the cultivation path at the age of six, and after more than ten years of cultivation, it was like stepping in place.

Originally, he thought that he would become a ghost under the knife as soon as he crossed over, but he had expected that he also had a plug-in blessing, an invincible and immortal system, good guy, as soon as he heard this name, he gave people the feeling that the world was pushing the heavens across.

"It turns out that you have to be hacked to death to activate the system, and I have a fight, and I like to find excitement!"

Feeling the flowing spiritual power on his body, Hao Jian felt that his soul had been sublimated, and that wonderful feeling went deep into his bone marrow.

"Whew!"

Hao Jian first swallowed a large breath of fresh air, and felt a strong force erupt from his arm, and then, the rope that was originally tied to Hao Jian's body was directly broken.

"Heh, dare to joke with the master's name?"

"And you, you dare to use a knife to cut the master's neck, do you know that it hurts!"

"Do you dare to use my sister and my Hao family to do the sacrifice of the great elder, you can't find death, your young master is very powerful?"

Originally, when those people saw that Hao Jian was dead, they wanted to get off the altar and just find a few poor people to clean up the mess.

The person at the head suddenly heard Hao Jian's joking words and couldn't help but be stunned, and quickly turned around and looked at Hao Jian who stood up on the altar.

"Big... Big... Big brother, isn't this kid dead? Why did he get up again, and return to the light to deceive the corpse?" A young man standing on the edge had a panicked face, and turned sideways to prepare for escape, for fear of implicating himself.

"It shouldn't be......"

Although the big man at the head only changed his face slightly, he was very hairy in his heart, and for a while a trace of determination was revealed on his face, as if he had made up his mind, and shouted, "Hmph, brothers don't care if he lives or dies, they all go up, slash him, and chop him up!"

As an example, he drew his short-bladed dagger and gestured.

Seeing that his eldest brother said so, the two closest to Hao Jian raised their hands and walked with big knives and jumped directly on the altar, the cultivation of these two people is only at the level of the first order of a martial artist, and the gap between Hao Jian, who has just become a third-order martial artist, is not a star and a half.

But they didn't know that they jumped directly into the ring several feet high.

I saw that Hao Jian's reversed palm was much faster than the knife falling in a trance, but he raised his hand and slammed it towards the person who jumped in front of him, the man rolled his eyes, and it seemed that he was fanned at once, and the blood at the corner of his mouth gradually widened, which was very embarrassing.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for slapping over the first-order martial artist and obtaining the god-level martial art Five Bird Fist!"