The Xuan family's feast for 100 days, the Western Heavenly Realm is full of colorful clouds, and the voices are boiling, which can be described as a rare event when the two eras are replaced.

A star field hundreds of millions of miles away from the Western Heavenly Realm, which is far away from the Three Thousand Realms, is called the Nine Desolate Domains, the Three Thousand Realms in the Universe, and the Nine Great Realms of the Nine Desolate Domains.

It is different from the Three Thousand Realms, the wasteland continues the appearance of the ancient era, primitive and wild, everywhere you can see reckless creatures running and roaring, and the body of a living creature is like a star, floating near the wasteland.

It is rumored that the Nine Desolations are nine kinds of creatures, carrying the domain land, evolving the biological realm, multiplying races, and there are also humanitarians, these Nine Desolations are barbarian lands outside the three thousand realms, civilization and indoctrination have not been opened, and the cultivation is different, and it is regarded as heresy.

But even so, the Three Thousand Realms had never underestimated the Nine Desolate Domains, and even spent a long time exploring and excavating these Nine Desolate Domains.

The Tianbei Desolate Domain, at the end of the Nine Desolations, this star field is on top of a huge ancient tree, a tree that has withered and is not like words.

The ancient tree floated in the depths of the starry sky, and from a distance, it looked like one end of a branch hooked this wasteland, pulling slowly.

In the past, there were extremely strong people who had seen it, and they suspected that this tree that could hold the wasteland was likely to be the remains of the World Tree, the Creation Divine Tree that survived the Three Ancient Tribulations.

Three years ago, a meteor on fire flew in, pierced through the ancient tree, and landed in this wasteland.

Three years later, a young man in the dilapidated ancient temple in the depths of the Mang Mountain in the Tianbei Wasteland, on the boundary of the Yutu tribe, opened his eyes and saw the morning light revealed into the temple.

"Father!"

"Mother!"

The boy dragged his body full of scars, and the blood on his body had dried up and crusted over, but the pain could not withstand the death in his heart.

He walked to the temple gate with difficulty and bowed three times to the sky.

The emperor died, and his father failed to jump out of this reincarnation of heaven and earth after all, and he couldn't compete for the years, so he sat down and turned into an immortal in his twilight years.

He lay down for three years, three whole years, and during these three years, his consciousness had awakened in the second year, but when he woke up, his heart was like a knife, and the pain was very great.

His father was gone, and so was his beloved mother.

This is an indelible feeling in the blood, even if he doesn't believe it anyway, and he doesn't want to believe it, but after all, he can't change the facts, and in the past three years, he has forced himself to accept it little by little.

To this day, he is able to move, and the first thing he does is to bow to the heavens.

But he did not knock on the sky, but his father and mother.

He was too late for these three knocks, but after these three knocks, the sadness on his face narrowed little by little, and his eyes were as cold as an abyss.

"Agu Mo Shi Bo Kao"

A voice came from outside the temple, accompanied by a frightened tone.

"Agu Mo Shi Bo Kao"

"Agu Mo Shi Bo Kao"

The young man in the ruined temple looked for prestige and saw a six or seven-year-old child running in a panic.

The pristine Mangshan forest, gloomy and foggy, can be heard at any time some strange sounds, there are beasts roaring and birds echoing in the depths of the mountains.

However, when the child came, the whole earth trembled, and the rolling rocks fell, and the sand and rocks flew away, and the dead leaves flew and the smoke and dust rose everywhere.

This mountain forest is extraordinary, and it is full of danger.

A two-piece strange python coiled from the giant tree, huge in size, dozens of meters long, earthy brown tail wriggled extremely fast, throwing off the mountains and forests, and the sharp and sharp whistling sound made people chill the skin and bones.

Its two heads were reckless, and the scorching fire essence splashed, burning a large area, and the smell of scorched earth was everywhere.

"Come here," shouted the young man, and as he went out through the temple gate, he grabbed the little boy and threw the little fellow into the temple with all his might.

The child's face was frightened, and he tried hard to break free.

His eyes stared at the ruined temple, revealing a fear that was even greater than that of the approaching python.

"The ancient language of the tribe, the clan that only exists in the Great Wilderness Region, which domain of the Nine Wilderness is this" The young man thought and closed the temple door.

He thought back to his mind, comparing the words and words of each ancient clan, and it was a long time before he found a similar language.

The Otto.

Heavenly creation, divine fire quenching map, this clan is the remnants of ancient times, with a long history, and has the peculiar ability to open fire forging things and refine the god map.

"What's your name?" the boy said in the ancient language of the Yutu tribe.

"Turbulence," said the child, his twin eyes filled with horror.

"Are you afraid of this ruined temple? more than you are buried in the mouth of the giant python outside?" asked the young man.

"This is a temple of sacrifices, and everyone who comes in here will die," the child choked up.

"What is the difference between coming in and dying when you go out?"

"I'm afraid of affecting my family"

The child finally couldn't stop his tears, he was afraid, and the fear in his heart became bigger and bigger, this was not the fear of death, but the fear of this temple, afraid that he would implicate his family after his death.

Divine sacrifice, this is a forbidden word here, everything related to this word is ominous, and the people of the Xuantu tribe are buried in the reckless mountains, and they do not want to be contaminated with anything related to divine sacrifice.

It is a kind of devil that devours people and brings terrible disasters.

"Divine sacrifice," the boy muttered slightly.

Outside the temple gate, the huge two pythons approached, the earth trembled violently, as if it would break and collapse at any time, suddenly, the giant python hissed, there was a terrible roar, through the wall of the broken temple, you can see the fire flickering, and then wisps of black smoke arise, until the sound is cut off.

"This is the divine sacrifice?" the young man looked out of the temple, surprised.

This is a snake python with ancient blood, full of wild breath, extremely fierce and powerful, even if a god comes, maybe it will be swallowed by this snake python.

Unexpectedly, there was really a strange power in the ancient temple, igniting the Great Dao flame, and refining the huge snake python like this.

"You are here, don't go out of the temple"

The young man's eyes flashed, and a few rays of light flew up.

His injuries were saved, the ancient snake python was refined by the Great Dao Fire, it should not disappear completely, this ancient beast species is very vigorous, the essence in the body is rich, and there may be some residues.

Outside the ancient temple, there was a barren image, the earth was charred black, exuding a pungent smell of burning.

"Not even a little left?"

The land outside the temple is criss-crossed by ravines, and there is a strong wind blowing from the deep forests of Mangshan Mountain, whirring, rolling up the dust and sand in the ravines and flying wantonly, and the sky is full of black ashes, covering the sun.

This is what is left of the giant python after it was burned by the Great Dao Fire, and it didn't let go of even a slight, only these remained.

"An ancient temple dedicated to the gods, the so-called god sacrifice is to burn the blood of the gods and turn it into a fire"

The truth of the divine sacrifice is like this, it is very simple, but it is difficult for the people of these tribes to understand, they have not been in contact with the aisles, even there are not many gods, and the cultivation system here is different from the Three Thousand Realms, it is more primitive and ancient.

When he saw the child, he had already found that the child's body did not open up the thirty-three vein points, the seven veins of the word life, the seven veins of the word Que, the seven veins of the word Chengzi, and the seven veins of the Chinese character.

This means that this kid has not cultivated the Wheel Blood Realm, and he has also not cultivated the current cultivation system.

But the strange thing is that this child's vitality is very special, his blood is thick, his bones are strong, and his weight is different from ordinary people, otherwise he would have dragged his injured body before, but this drag could not have been so difficult, and even a child of six or seven years old made him expend almost all his strength.

"If there is an ancient python, then there are other ancient beasts!"

The young man's eyes lit up, and then he walked cautiously to the edge of the ruined temple, observing whether this divine sacrifice was really as he expected.

Sure enough, there was a very light blood stain near the ruined temple, which at first glance looked like a stain of muddy water, but there was a unique pattern in it, so small that it was almost invisible to the naked eye.

But except for him.

In this world, I am afraid that only he will study ancient languages, innate lines, Tao patterns, and secrets of the human body when he is bored, so his eyes can detect things that others can't see, especially small things.

The "Shaojun" young man showed a bit of self-deprecation on his face.

This name has been with him for more than ten years, but in the end, how did he save anything?

In the past three years, I don't know if the Imperial Dynasty still exists, whether Ziwei Emperor Star is already bloody, and whether his best friends have survived safely.

There is also the pearl of the Three Thousand Realms, who can be like the Yiyi beauty of Qingyan Gu, whether he is far away from the chaos of the Tribulation.