"Come on, take all the big bets"

"The winner, will have it all"

"The loser will be completely annihilated!"

……

Crazy voices turned into countless babbles.

"Ahh

The boy screamed, woke up from his sleep, touched his face, and was covered with cold sweat: "I have such a strange dream again!" Since birth, until now, it is completely unavoidable! ”

"No matter, hurry up and rest well, recuperate enough energy, and the coming-of-age ceremony will start tomorrow!"

The boy's name was 'Gu', and he was born in a small tribe in the 100,000 mountains of Nanban.

Among the 100,000 mountains of the Southern Barbarians, there are rules that babies born must be tested, and those who are qualified will be immediately included in the holy land and cultivated, as the strongest warriors of the clan.

The social outlook here is very different from that of the outside world, and it is considered that family and friendship are completely obstacles.

Only by practicing wholeheartedly can you become the strongest warrior in your clan!

Therefore, from early childhood, Gu was trained to the strictest extent with other children who were collected, where crying could only be punished by caning, and only the strong could gain the respect of their peers.

"Fortunately, my innate qualifications are good, and the elders all say that at tomorrow's coming-of-age ceremony, eighty percent of me hope to be able to successfully enlighten my soul and stimulate the power of my bloodline!"

Gu clenched his fists.

Without the power of the bloodline, you can't become extraordinary, just a first-order mortal, and you can't live for a hundred years.

"My strength, in this group of clansmen, can be ranked in the top five, I will definitely be able to succeed!"

I don't know why, in my heart, there is always a voice urging him to keep improving, making him train extremely hard, and there is no slack in the slightest.

The name of the ancient madman is very loud among this group of teenagers and girls.

……

Gu took a deep breath and continued to sleep.

The next day, he and a hundred other boys of fifteen or sixteen were taken to a cave in the Holy Land.

"You ...... They are all the best elites of our 'Flying Barbarian' tribe, and today is also your rite of passage! ”

On the stone platform at the front, the high priest 'Barbarian Bone' was full of breath, bringing a heavy sense of oppression: "You must go all out to complete the spirit initiation ceremony and stimulate the power of the bloodline in order to become the strongest warrior in the clan!" ”

"As long as you become a bloodline warrior, you are the master of the tribe, and the best everything, good wine and food, and countless women, are all at your fingertips!"

……

He said a few words casually, which immediately provoked the teenagers below to breathe heavily.

There were a few young girls, and their faces began to become unhappy.

"Huh...... Of course, if a woman stimulates the power of the bloodline, she can also control her own destiny, and she does not need to be forcibly assigned to the strong, and she can raise several male pets if she wants! ”

The high priest smiled slightly: "Below, whoever hears my name, come forward, the first one...... Peck! ”

"High Priest!"

The boy named Peck stepped forward with a little trepidation and sat cross-legged in the center of the square.

Around him, there were four stone pillars, inscribed with some intricate runes, full of dark red colors, as if watered with some kind of beast blood, still fresh.

"Rite of passage, begin!"

The high priest announced in a loud voice, and several of the surrounding samurai immediately beat the leather drums.

The dull drum beat, lingering in the hole**, constantly echoes.

The boy pecked and swallowed a few herbs and closed his eyes.

On the surrounding stone pillars, runes lit up one after another, first at the lowest level, and then to the middle.

'This speed! ’

The high priest frowned, and after waiting for a stick of incense, sweat the size of a bean appeared on his forehead, and the whole person was shaky, and the blood on his body was spurting, looking very terrifying.

"Ahh

Eventually, he screamed and passed out.

"Failure!"

The high priest said with a blank expression, and with a slight gesture, a samurai stepped forward and hugged the peck back.

'The first one failed? ’

Below, Gu and the other teenagers' hearts tightened: "If you don't stimulate the power of the bloodline and become a bloodline warrior, you can only become an ordinary warrior, and your status is very different!" ’

"Next...... Promise...... Fail! ”

"Next...... Wei ...... Fail! ”

……

After six or seven in a row, finally, the stone pillar roared, and the runes lit up all the way to the top floor.

"Ahh

The young man in the center opened his eyes and roared, and blood-red phantoms appeared on his body, forming a totem that resembled both a lion and a dog above his head.

"Hmm...... The alien beast 'Zhu Roar', the seventh totem, is not bad! ”

The high priest's face was happy: "Next!" ”

A black-clothed young man with a face as cold as ice passed, and Gu recognized that it was one of the four people who were stronger than him...... Dark!

"Roar!"

Almost as soon as it began, the stone pillar couldn't wait to be lit up, and a black dragon phantom appeared on the boy's body.

"Good! Horned dragon totem, the third product! ”

The high priest exclaimed, "Hades...... You're behind me! ”

"Three-grade totem!"

The young men and women present were all envious.

The Nanban cultivators believe that man is the spirit of all things, the clock of the world, and the blood of thousands of species is contained in the body, and as long as it can be stimulated, it will obtain all kinds of magical powers.

And the totemic appearance that is inspired is also different.

The lowest eighth and ninth grades are just ordinary beasts with limited achievements, and above the seventh rank are foreign beasts, so they have some cultivation value.

And the 'horned dragon' of the underworld just now is a legendary fierce beast, which is a higher level than a foreign beast.

I'm afraid that even the high priest will be moved and accept him as a disciple.

It's a pity that after passing through him, the next few teenagers and girls failed one after another.

When only another girl went up, she inspired the 'Jade Rabbit' totem, which was the fourth grade, which made the high priest very happy.

"Next, Gu!"

When Gu heard his name, he took a deep breath, came to the center of the stone pillar, and sat cross-legged.

"Let's get started!"

He grabbed the herb in front of him, bit it and swallowed it directly.

Suddenly, a stream of heat gathered in the body and poured into the stone pillar next to it.

Layers of runes lit up, but at a very slow pace.

"Huh?"

The High Priest frowned: "This ancient ...... It's the top five in this batch of teenagers, right? This speed ...... It seems to be going to fail, but it's a pity, no matter how well the martial arts are trained, they can't stimulate the power of the bloodline, and they are still ordinary samurai, this is fate! ”

"Am I going to fail?"

Gu also felt the heat flow in his body rolling, but unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, it only caused the runes to reach most of the stone pillar, and they began to stagnate.

"Is that an ancient madman?"

"It's still in the top five, and I've been very arrogant......"

"Looks like it's going to fail......"

Many gloating voices came, making Gu even more anxious: "No, I must succeed!" ”

An obsession made his eyes red, and he bit the tip of his tongue suddenly, and the intense pain suddenly stimulated the heat flow in his body to accelerate.

Bang!

Finally, a lot of heat flow converged, and it seemed that a certain level had been broken.

Four stone pillars are lit up, and a totem emerges.

"Hmm...... Judging from the momentum, it is a little weak! ”

The Great Elder frowned, and what appeared in front of him was a totemic mist.

"Bloodline totem, how can there be a fog phase?"

As soon as he thought of this, he gently pushed out a palm, and the power of the ancient bloodline could not compete at all, and the mist dispersed, revealing a ...... Big shells?

"Ancient, shell totem, ninth grade!"

The High Priest declared directly.

There are eight or nine bloodlines, and what is manifested is just an ordinary beast.

And shells and the like are weaker than ordinary lions and tigers, and they are stronger than ordinary people who can't be inspired by the power of awakening the blood.

"Haha...... It scared me at the end! ”

"What about inspiring totems? It's not the lowest ninth grade, I'm afraid I can't even cultivate the next realm, right? ”

"I heard that those big tribes, the totems of eight and nine grades, are too lazy to cultivate."

Most of the other girls began to laugh mercilessly.

After all, the ancient madman who had been pressing on their heads made them very unhappy.

Gu returned to his position, clenched his fists, and lowered his head, as if unwilling.

In fact, no one knew that at the moment of stimulating the bloodline, he had already been reborn, and at this time he was just pretending to be out of shape to hide his true emotions.

"I ...... I am both an ancient and a ...... Fang Yuan! ”

"It's been so long...... The True Spirit has finally awakened! ”

Fang Yuan clenched his fists: "The Lord of Extreme Evil, worthy of being the peak of Heaven and Hell...... Be cruel to others, and even more ruthless to yourself! ”

At this time, he extrapolated slightly, combined with his previous memories, and had fully understood what was going on.

"At that time, the Lord of Extreme Evil burned the Dao Fruit, and it was really a great decision!"

This kind of eternal cultivation existence also has its own unique understanding of the growth and decline of luck, and the Lord of Extreme Evil understands very well that if Fang Yuan can't help it this time, next, it will be Fang Yuan's turn to fight back.

Therefore, he took advantage of the last chance to fight to the death.

This really hit Fang Yuan's seven inches, after all, in terms of cultivation years and foundation, he was one step behind the Lord of Extreme Evil.

Fortunately, there is also the help of the light of the Chinese civilization world!

Instead of dying instantly, he formed a stalemate with the Lord of Evil.

Immediately, the existence of the two Heavenly Immortals, under the influence of many special factors, bet everything on themselves and began a big gamble.

Reincarnate in this world and decide the winner!

The winner will gain everything, and the loser will be doomed and there will be no second chance!

"If it weren't for the help of Huaxia Light, I wouldn't even have a chance to gamble!"

Fang Yuan gritted his teeth and sensed himself: "And as a bet...... My Dream Master's Dao, my Source Power Body, and everything I have are all on the line, and the same is true of the Lord of Extreme Evil, none of which are ours until the winner is decided! ”

It can be said that this big gamble made the existence of the two heavenly underworlds and instantly fall into mortals.

There is no longer a Heavenly Underworld Dao, and the strength immediately recovers a good thing.

Because their avenues have been used as bets to cancel each other out.

The rest is on your own!

"Lord of Evil, your enlightenment...... I felt it, but the final victor must be me! ”

Fang Yuan's eyes were like fire.