Du Rui stood on a bluestone.

With his hands behind his back, the wind blew the hem of his shirt and hunted loudly, and on the bluestone side, there were two pines and cypresses, and the branches swayed with the breeze, rustling.

The two Linhu warriors jumped over from side to side, jumping between the rocks like kangaroos, and the craggy rocks could not form an obstacle at all, and they jumped more than a zhang high, two or three zhang away, and in an instant, they ran to the front.

The wind was blowing from that side, and Du Rui could clearly smell a foul smell.

There are also lakes in the grasslands of the north, and where there is no water, there will be no grass, only the vast Gobi Desert, so the nomadic families will always rely on the water source to set up camps, so to speak, it is not as the people of the Central Plains think that there is no water. However, the reason why these guys don't bathe all year round and are always stinking is because the grassland legend says that the mountains and rivers have spirits, and those lakes and seas are even more so, which are very sacred places, so they can't go down to the lake to bathe at will, and even the fish in the water are the objects of the gods and cannot be desecrated.

Therefore, even though the grassland has many lakes and many fish swimming in the water, the herders do not eat fish.

In the eyes of those Beidi Hu people, the southerners of the Central Plains are blasphemers without faith, who do not respect the mountains and rivers at all, and only know the endless demands, and it is not fair that such a beautiful country is occupied by the Tang people. Therefore, no matter which race becomes the overlord of the grassland, they all have a wish, that is, to go south, go to the river to drink horses, herd sheep by the river, and seize this picturesque country.

For the Tang people, they are envious and at the same time despiseful.

Even the samurai of the Tang people, in their eyes, are weak and not rude enough, and they are not real samurai.

As for Du Rui, such a little noble son is just a hand-to-hand capture.

The warrior on the right arrived first, and in his right hand he held a steppe warrior's horn scimitar, with a horn as a handle, with many silk threads wrapped around it, and gold and silver ornaments, which looked very gorgeous.

For the Linhu warriors, their scimitars are the embodiment of value, just like during festivals, women like to wear gold and silver, and they always wear more than ten pounds of gold and silver jewelry, dressed up in colorful colors.

The decoration of the warriors is simpler, nothing more than the feathers on the headdress, and the scimitar in the hand, the more ornate the scimitar, the stronger the warrior's combat effectiveness, and the feathers on their headdresses are also strong and weak. There are many powerful demon birds on the grassland, these demon birds fly in the air, it is difficult to shoot them down, and some of the strong demon birds are not even inferior to the grandmaster warriors.

This warrior holds a scimitar with many gorgeous gold threads in his hand, and a tail feather of a sky-beating eagle is inserted on his head, in his small tribe, he is a well-deserved number one warrior, even among the guards of Meng Chi, otherwise, he will not be selected by Meng Chi, you know, all the Lin Hu warriors who can be selected by Meng Chi to enter the secret realm are the envy of everyone.

A warrior who deserves it.

That man didn't have Du Rui in his eyes, but he was not negligent.

On tiptoe, the whole person flew up and pounced towards Du Rui on the bluestone, holding a knife in his right hand just in case, and his left hand leaned forward, grabbing Du Rui, the evil wind was awe-inspiring, like an eagle grabbing a rabbit.

However, in the face of all this, Du Rui's face did not change at all.

Although, his expression was wooden, he was no longer scared and stupid.

Seeing this scene, the warrior's heart was a little furious, so he couldn't help but turn the wrist of his right hand, if he found that the situation was wrong, then he gave up the plan to capture him alive, and killed the southerner boy with a knife.

This warrior's martial arts cultivation is equivalent to that of the Great Zhou Tianquan martial artist of the Central Plains warriors, between those who have opened the acupoints and those who have not opened the acupoints, but in a simple life and death fight, he is stronger than most Central Plains martial artists of the same level. If you take a person to make a specific comparison, it is probably similar to Hua Chong, and in the rivers and lakes, he can be regarded as a first-class master.

No matter how many changes in the other party's eyes and how many thoughts and calculations he had in his heart, Du Rui waved his left hand lightly.

His current true cultivation is quasi-congenital, the three hundred and sixty-five acupuncture points in the body have been opened, and the trace of innate true qi in the body is expanding like an inflatable balloon, gradually, the entire dantian qi sea has been dyed into most of the golden ocean, once all of them are dyed golden, they will enter the meridians, infuse each acupoint, and even penetrate the whole body, once all the true qi has become golden, then it will naturally form a cycle with the vitality of the outside world, which can be endless, and in this way, the achievement of innateness.

Yes, it's that simple for him to achieve innateness.

You don't need any chance, and you don't need to break the mirror, you can do it so simply.

Now, he is located in the Yellow Dragon Secret Realm, and he has the Dragon Ball in the Sea of Knowledge, and he has a bonus, even if he has left the boundary river that changes in reality and illusion, and no longer has the ability to change the world, so that he can scare a grandmaster warrior away like in the Boundary River, but it is still much stronger than outside the secret realm, very much.

As soon as the thought turned, the golden dragon leaped up, and its tail twitched over the electric character.

At the same time, the dragon ball spun, and silver light poured into the electric script.

Then the text suddenly shone brightly and became full, and then, flickering, the luster dimmed.

A golden lightning bolt swept out from Du Rui's fingertips and slashed at the Linhu warrior who pounced, the speed of the lightning was too fast, and the other party had no chance to dodge, but this lightning was very weak, and the person didn't care.

On the grassland, there are priests, and some priest apprentices will also use some magical powers, similar to this faint golden lightning, in the eyes of ordinary people, it seems to be very powerful, for them warriors, this is just some small tricks, and there is no lethality at all.

Yes, he took Du Rui as a mage apprentice.

However, this lightning bolt may seem faint, but its lethality is extremely huge.

With just one blow, the lightning just touched that guy's skin, and in an instant, the whole body, including the internal organs and bones, and even the brain Zhihai, was penetrated by the electric light, and the true qi of the whole body did not react at all.

In other words, as soon as the lightning man was next to that guy, he struggled his soul and body to death.

However, the whole person looked like a living person, but it collapsed into a meat man, and with a snap, he fell into the pile of rubble under the bluestone, and turned into a pile of roasted meat sauce, which was completely unbelievable.

The other Linhu warrior was startled when he saw this, however, he had already jumped in the air, and his true qi could not be reversed, so he could not change his body, so he ruthlessly slashed with his sword.

A silver sword slashed head-on towards Du Rui.