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The Swan Star Field, also known as the Northern Cross Star Field, is a star field in the middle and lower reaches of the star field occupied by humans, although there are only more than a dozen habitable planets. But because each planet is extremely huge, there are several immortal-level powerhouses on each planet, and there are even saints.

On a planet called Aurora in the Swan Star Field, a bright golden bridge suddenly crossed the sky, and the breath of the Human Emperor diffused out, shaking the entire Star Field, attracting the attention of many powerful people.

"This is the magic weapon of the human emperor, how can it appear here? Our Swan Star Domain has never had a human emperor. An old man muttered in the direction of the golden bridge.

"There are actually imperial soldiers coming, I remember that the great sage of the Ice Palace said thousands of years ago that if you see an imperial soldier passing through the sky, it will be the time for our Swan Star Domain to rise, will the prophecy come true?" The heroic man in armor stood on a high mountain, his eyes deep, remembering the old things.

"The breath of the human emperor, not necessarily the imperial soldiers, this golden bridge went away in an instant, but it seems to be teleporting something, is there some demonic genius who came to my Swan Star Domain for trial, if it intersects with it, it is not bad." On other planets, a white-robed middle-aged man also felt this breath, and speculated, approaching the truth of the facts.

On the Aurora Star, many warriors rushed towards the direction of the Golden Bridge, although they didn't know what the Golden Bridge was, but they understood that this was definitely a very powerful magic weapon, it was likely to be an adventure or an opportunity, once it could be obtained, it might be able to change the fate of a lifetime.

For the warriors of the Swan Star Domain, especially the warriors at the bottom, the fate is the biggest **, in order to compete for the opportunity, there is nothing to do, people die for money, and birds die for food, this sentence is the best interpretation of these warriors.

The black oppressive crowd followed the breath, among which there were many powerhouses in the fairyland, one after another martial artists roared from the sky with various colors of spiritual light, and the spiritual power of the Dao swept across the sky, capturing the breath of the golden bridge.

But everyone was disappointed, after the golden bridge was crossed, it disappeared directly, leaving no trace, some people did not believe in evil in various places, used communicators to contact each other, and conducted a carpet search, but after looking for a long time, they did not find it.

Rumble!

A terrifying energy fluctuation suddenly erupted on the ground, this is an immortal fighting, the power of the law is immense, and as soon as many low-level martial artists around touch it, it immediately explodes into a blood mist, and the bones are gone.

There was chaos on the field all of a sudden, many warriors retreated one after another, giving up the search, if you get the opportunity, it is worth risking death, but this has not found the opportunity, but died in the aftermath of the battle of the immortals, it is not worth it.

"It's a pity, I don't know who can get this opportunity?"

"It is estimated that it is the immortals, our group of martial artists who can't even reach the realm of metamorphosis can't even enter the realm of immortals, how can we seize the opportunity."

"What you said is wrong, we all have opportunities, chance never belongs to the strong, the wind immortal of Tianxuanxing, was originally a lowly martial artist with a congenital triple, and then inadvertently got the inheritance of the saint, and then rose all the way and became an immortal."

A group of warriors gathered together, talking endlessly, they are full of desire for tomorrow, but the cruelty of reality always crushes their illusions again and again, and what can be talked about is only the story of the rise of those waste wood, because of these stories, they are full of energy, in order to hit their heads again and again, still unrepentant, full of dreams and blood.

"Look, there seems to be a young man flying in the sky, and there is a bronze box behind him. Was it a coincidence? A very young martial artist, about fourteen or fifteen years old, stared at the sky with wide eyes and innocently pointed at the sky.

The warriors looked up expectantly, but there was nothing in the sky, and it was empty.

Boom!

An old warrior in tattered clothes gave the little warrior a violent millet and said, "Wen Xiaobai, you are lying again!" Last time, I said that I saw a stone statue come to life, but it turned out that it was just a mouse grinding its teeth, shaking the stone statue, and it was so hard to deceive everyone, how could you still lie this time, I didn't dare to smoke you when I was really grandpa. ”

It hurts!

The little warrior covered his head and grinned: "Grandpa, I didn't look carefully last time, but I really didn't lie this time, I saw with my own eyes that someone really flew over." ”

Boom!

Again!

Wen Xiaobai covered his head and squatted down, shouting in his mouth: "Grandpa, I really didn't lie." ”

"Dare to quibble?" The old warrior was about to fight again, but was stopped by a middle-aged man, the middle-aged man shook his head and said with a smile: "What Xiaobai said may be right, maybe that person is too fast, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye, we use our eyesight, it is normal not to see him, there are still many such situations." ”

"Well, since the old man has spoken, I won't clean you up." The old warrior snorted, his palm fell, and he didn't want to beat his precious grandson or Wen Xiaobai more, just to give an explanation to the warriors and reduce dissatisfaction.

"Hehe, Xiaobai, don't be so reckless next time, otherwise your grandfather will clean you up again." The old man laughed.

"Thank you, Guda, Xiaobai knows." Wen Xiaobai said obediently, he has lived in this group since he was a child, he knows the rules, and he can't say a word of disobedience to the leader of this group.

"Hmph, Xiaobai, now you go to collect firewood for me, you escaped a beating, don't hurry up and do some work." The old warrior scolded.

Wen Xiaobai cried with a sad face, the shrewd grandfather always squeezed his labor force and made him a servant of the group, he picked up the bag and walked deeper into the woods to pick up some dry branches.

The old warrior sighed, there were waves in his eyes, Xiaobai was very small, and he was not sensible, this group was very cruel, and only by contributing to this group could he live in this group.

Such a good thing as raising people in vain, this kind of martial arts group will not do. Xiaobai is young and has not reached the innate realm, even if he can't charge forward for the group, he must also have to do some errand work, otherwise, it will cause many people to be dissatisfied, and he will be abandoned by the group and left to fend for himself.

The old warrior turned around, laughed with him, and was just about to say a few words to Gu Da, when a terrifying, powerless killing intent suddenly enveloped him.

No, this killing intent, to be exact, shrouded everyone here, and not a single one was spared.

The old warrior turned around with difficulty, and looked at a group of people in the air who stepped on the spiritual light, there were forty or fifty of them, this is the martial artist of the Mortal Realm, only the Immortal Realm warrior can fly!

To be bad!

In the face of this group of people, their small group could not resist at all, and there was only one person in the Mortal Realm. The scalps of the lowly warriors were numb, and there was a huge shadow in their hearts, and they had a very bad premonition.

"Lord Wei Gong wants to clear the field, let's kill all the people here." The tone of the speaker was very casual, and he did not take killing a group of innocent people to heart.

"Don't kill me! Please, please! ”

"Help, who's going to save me!"

"You devils, you don't have a good death!"

The slaughter began, the wails rang out, and after just a few tens of seconds, there was not a single living person here, and there were stumps and broken arms everywhere, scattered pieces of flesh and bones, and blood soaked the earth.

"Let's go, let's go to the next place, this little ant-like group is really everywhere, and it looks like an eyesore." The man flew in the other direction with a group of people.

……

After a few minutes, Wen Xiaobai, who had gone to collect firewood, came back, with a smile on his face, holding a big bag full of people, and jumping out of the jungle, very energetic.

"Grandpa, I'm back, and I've picked up a lot--"

Wen Xiaobai stopped his mouth and looked blankly ahead, the bag in his hand suddenly slipped to the ground, and a lot of dry firewood was spilled.

"Master... Lord, Lord...... Father. ”

"It's not true, it's not true, it's not, it's not, it's not!"

Wen Xiaobai stepped forward and carefully identified it, his body trembled, tears flowed, and familiar faces appeared in his heart, but they didn't match the corpse here at all.

The second fat uncle has turned into a pile of fat that can no longer move, and the usually amiable old man is only left with a hideous head, and his grandfather, an old warrior, only has an old left hand left at this time......

Wen Xiaobai knelt down with a plop, hammered the ground with both hands, and he looked up to the sky and screamed: "This is not true!" ”

"This ~ no ~ is ~ really ~ ah!"