In tens of millions of years, Zhang Daoyuan has experienced a lot.

He sat back in the last days and watched the remnant go mad; He also saw the joy of all beings on the days of prosperity.

He had seen the whole world crumble into dust in the lament of destruction; In the sound of axe chisels, he also witnessed the first sprouts of life.

He once drew his sword and sang, exterminating the fierce gods of the world in the darkness of the planet; He also humbly bowed his head and looked for the beginning of time.

Now, he's going to set sail again.

I have to say that as a place to retire, Heilongshan Mansion really can't be considered qualified.

In a great war seventeen years ago, among the thirty-three factions that dominated this world, all the sects that participated in the war suffered heavy casualties, and there were more than a million corpses?

Zhang Changsheng, the former head of the Black Dragon Mountain Mansion, was completely lost, and all the three thousand gods under the door were killed. In the end, all the monks of all factions retreated, and made a great oath that they would not commit crimes in the mountain realm of Black Dragon Mountain in this life.

But it's hard to say who won that war. A great battle shattered the Northern Wilderness, where the Black Dragon Mountain Mansion was located, and gave birth to many abyssal rifts.

These rifts connected the Otherworld, and many strange beasts ran out to cause chaos, making the already desolate Northern Wilderness even more desolate.

As the center of the battlefield, that is, the Black Dragon Mountain Mansion, it is the hardest hit area. The spiritual veins were damaged, causing the mountains where the Black Dragon Mountain Mansion was located to be barren. Dark clouds gather all year round, and the top is heavily pressed, but it does not rain. The day is like dusk, and the night is bleak. The four seasons are not in tune, and the yin and yang do not gather.

In the first war of that year, the family foundation of Heilongshan Mansion for 10,000 years was emptied. In short, poor!

Zhang Daoyuan searched in the treasure pavilion to see if there were anything else that could be used. As a result, apart from a broken bell covered in ashes and cobwebs, nothing else was found.

"Shannu, what is this?"

A little Taoist boy walked out from the side, wearing a Taoist uniform made of ginseng fruit leaves, and his face was a little delicate.

"Don't know?" Shannu shook his head, "It's only been more than ten years since I woke up, and my memories of the past are gone, but looking at the magic pattern on this bell, it should be something from the Demon Gate." ”

"Is it worth it?"

Zhang Daoyuan muttered, picked up the cobwebs on it, and patted it gently.

Touch!

The bell sounded deeply, penetrating the heart and lungs, and a burst of lotus patterns spread outward. However, the sound is a little broken, and it seems that the bell has been damaged in the past.

Dark clouds in the sky parted, and a ray of sunlight shone down.

"It's pretty good."

Zhang Daoyuan banged a few times again.

Bursts of lotus patterns appeared, regardless of time and geographical restrictions, the creatures of the entire Northern Wilderness smelled the bells, and they were fascinated.

But as the bell continued, those creatures who had fallen into a state of obsession began to alienate, as if they had suffered great pain, their bodies shattered, and their blood vessels ruptured.

In the Extreme North Demon Palace, when the Jade Demon Monarch Xiao Yu was in a critical moment of cultivation, he heard the bell, his breath was confused, and a layer of cold ice appeared around his body, enveloping his whole person.

Wash the jade Hunan, the waves are turbulent. In the small show city of the main altar of the Eastern Demon Sect, the huge test stone located in the center of the city cracked layer by layer, and the mouth of the woman standing in front of the stone overflowed with a mouthful of blood, and her beautiful eyes were full of confusion, I don't know what this bell means?

On the top of Wanren Mountain, many disciples of the Shadow Demon Sect were learning the art of assassination, and when they heard the bell, their wills were confused, and their mouths roared, and their faces were full of killing intent. The elders who rushed to maintain order could not support it, so they could only meditate on the spot, and their luck to maintain themselves was barely affected by the sound of the bell.

........

The more than a dozen demon gates split into the Origin Demon Sect were all sensitive, but they didn't know what was going on for a while.

Under the Xuandu City, in the empty Hall of Inquiry, an old woman reverently wiped the altar of the demon lord. Smelling the bell, the cloth in his hand fell, and the light flashed in his eyes, and he looked incredulous.

"Knock on the bell... Born. ”

In the Treasure Pavilion of the Black Dragon Mountain Mansion, Zhang Daoyuan knocked and knocked, and the mountain slave next to him covered his chest.

"Fujun, don't ring it, this bell is a little strange."

The mountain slave's face was very bad, and Zhang Daoyuan stopped tapping.

"Strange? Doesn't that sound good? ”

"For some reason, when this bell rang together, I felt a panic in my heart. Fujun, don't you feel this way? ”

"Nope!" Zhang Daoyuan was a little puzzled, "Forget it, put this away, maybe you can sell it for a good price." ”

After Shannu left, Zhang Daoyuan sat down on the spot, and his consciousness entered the space store to carry out a free ten consecutive daily activities.

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"Daddy! Except for a force god general, why are they all Kunlun Xiyang? ”

"Kunlun soil is the most fertile soil in Kunlun Mountain in the desolate world, and it once gave birth to such an innate magic weapon as the purple gold gourd."

"Of course I know what it is? But the lottery is all about these things. ”

"Because you dug too much in the desolate world, the main god didn't digest the stock for tens of thousands of years, so it was set up in the lottery program."

This Lord God must have done it on purpose. Isn't it that Zhang Daoyuan caught a bug in the main god's space at the beginning, and used these Kunlun Soil to pit the main god's tens of millions of space coins and more than a dozen top-level equipment!

"There's no room for my gear, but there's room for this dirt? I want an explanation. ”

"No matter how good the equipment is, it's yours, but Kunlun Xiyang is the main god's own. The space exploded, and of course the main god took care of his own things first. ”

“........”

For a while, Zhang Daoyuan was speechless. The main god has already entered the ground, and Zhang Daoyuan can't find a target even if he wants to scold.

Sullenly out of the space store, an illusory figure appeared beside him, gradually condensing the entity and forming a flesh and blood body.

He is one foot tall, dressed in armor, with a colorful waist ring and a tiger's head.

The god of force will be the next god general, also known as the cannon fodder god general.

The mundane realm, the qi refining realm, the virtual realm, the cave mirror, the Xuanji realm, the cereal god realm, the immortal realm, the law-breaking realm, and the dust-walking realm.

In the Nine Realms of Immortality, the Force God General was born into the realm of the Ceres God Realm, but it did not have as much room for growth as other God Generals. But unlike other gods, he was born with the skill of refining soldiers, and was able to summon divine soldiers, cultivate alien beasts, and use formations. It's just that there is a limit to the number of summoned divine weapons, and the relevant magic weapons need to be stacked to expand the upper limit, and in the end, a legion can be established to break through the realm and live forever.

In short, it is to be able to gather more cannon fodder to consume the living power of others.

Lishen closed his eyes tightly on the tiger's head, and his huge body was like a terracotta army, motionless.

"Enlightenment!"

The rune light in Zhang Daoyuan's hand surged, and the knowledge of the corresponding god general, Zhang Changsheng had already handed it over to him.

The round eyes are open, like brass bells. The god of force will kneel on one knee like a bell. Although he has no memory, he follows his instincts.

"From now on, you will be called Ah Huang!"

"The last general, thank you for the name!"