Volume 1 The Wind Rises and the Border Desolation Chapter 6 The Land of Ruins The Battlefield of the Hundred Tribes
Bai Feng looked at the corpse of the purple-scaled blood python on the ground, and lost his mind for a while, maybe this is the most cruel and realistic side of this society.
There is no love to tell you, the weak eat the strong, and the fittest survive.
The strong are on one side, and the weak are like dogs.
The scene of Thunder Eagle hunting and killing the purple-scaled blood python taught Bai Feng a lesson in his life.
I, Bai Feng, will never be a fish to be slaughtered in the future, I want to be a strong man, a strong man who dominates one side.
After thinking about it, Bai Feng left this place, he wanted to find a safe place to refine this Blood Soul Grass.
It didn't take long for Bai Feng to find a cave, hidden among the weeds, which was difficult for ordinary demon beasts to detect.
When everything was ready, Bai Feng took out the Blood Soul Grass, looking at the bright red Blood Soul Grass, Bai Feng was unprecedentedly excited.
The rise of my white maple starts with you.
After thinking about it, Bai Feng directly swallowed the Blood Soul Grass whole.
Suddenly, the huge blood qi of the Blood Soul Grass shook Bai Feng's veins, and at the same time, the huge blood qi also made Bai Feng realize what it means to explode to death, and the huge blood qi filled Bai Feng's entire body.
Bean-sized sweat flowed from Bai Feng's forehead.
The unbearable pain is like all kinds of ants tearing at your veins and eating your flesh and blood.
But Bai Feng was still gritting his teeth and insisting, he knew that this was just the beginning, and the tribulations he would encounter in the future would be a hundred times more painful than this.
He understands the truth that the strong can't live well.
If he wants to be strong, he must have a heart that is not afraid of all difficulties.
The pain only began for a period of time, and after it was completely over, some of them were indescribably comfortable.
Time was night in an instant, and Bai Feng had completely absorbed the blood qi of the Blood Soul Grass, and suddenly felt that his whole body was full of strength, and at the same time, every cell was also very excited.
This state can only be described in one word, that is, cool, too cool, Bai Feng suddenly felt that he had inexhaustible strength.
At the same time, the realm has also been loosened like never before, and there are faint signs of breaking through to the Lingwu Five Heavens, which really makes Bai Feng excited.
It is worthy of the Blood Soul Grass, and this blood qi really did not disappoint him.
The abundance of blood and qi brought unprecedented strength to Bai Feng, and after Bai Feng raised his head to the sky excitedly, he rushed out of the cave and began to run towards the mountain forest.
Bai Feng was like an ape, shuttling between the mountains and forests, leaving behind a trail of afterimages, and with the loosening of the realm and the increase of blood qi, Bai Feng had sufficient strength.
It didn't take long for Bai Feng to reach the top of the mountain, looking down on everything below through the vast moonlight, an unprecedented pride, completely burning in Bai Feng's heart.
Looking at everything at the foot of the mountain, it is like a coiled dragon dormant in the dark, waiting to rush out of the abyss at any time, roaring for nine days, smiling proudly in the sky.
And Bai Feng couldn't help but roar: "Old man, I came to you today to take a look, I, Bai Feng, am not a waste." ”
"I, Bai Feng, want to become the strong man of this dominant party, worshiped by all directions, and admired by all the people. ”
"I want the world to know that I Bai Feng has come, let the world surrender to my Bai Feng's feet, and I want to fight all the royal families and emperors. ”
Bai Feng's roar completely roared out how he had been troubled in his heart for many years, and at the same time, he was also announcing to the sky that he was Bai Feng's coming.
From today on, he Bai Feng is no longer cowardly, and he is not being bullied.
He wants to be a master, he wants to be a strong man on this side, and he wants the world to know that he Bai Feng is the biggest background of his relatives.
The rain became heavier and heavier, and at the same time, it was accompanied by the sound of thunder and lightning, as if in response to Bai Feng's roar.
......
Just as Bai Feng roared into the sky, there was a murmuring sound in his ears.
"Take the body as a furnace, blood as a guide, and thunder and lightning as fire. ”
"With three knives and six holes, a ruined body, arrogantly ask the sky. ”
"Turn on the furnace and start the fire. ”
"Welcome, the Emperor of Ten Thousand Fires, burning the sky with blood. ”
"With this imperial species, devour all the fires in the world, and reproduce the divine power of the Fire Emperor. ”
"We, welcome the Fire Emperor to the world, may God bless, may the Emperor be able to rise in the Xuancang and restore the Emperor's prestige. ”
This murmur, like the entrustment of the ancient ancestors, and like the advice of ten thousand people, in short, is very wonderful and mysterious, as if it is the wailing of this heaven and earth, or looking forward to the return of whom.
"Well, what is this?" Bai Feng said with a blank expression.
But look at the emptiness around it, there is no use of any living creatures, and the silence around is terrifying.
"With three knives and six holes, ask the sky. ”
"With a ruined body, the Fire Emperor is reborn, this is ...... Nirvana. ”
Bai Feng roared angrily: "Who? don't pretend to be a ghost when you come out." ”
At the same time, he was also vigilant about his surroundings, and this kind of silence always gave Bai Feng a sense of unease, as if it was quiet before a storm.
Very depressed, even said...... Fear.
But the murmur is still echoing, and it can even be said that it is getting more and more urgent, as if there is a bit of urgency.
"Child, let's start, this is your martial arts destiny. ”
"They are still waiting for you in the distance, witnessing your struggles and listening to your wailing. ”
"The land of ruins, the battlefield of the hundred tribes, where is your way home"
"Child, we are waiting for you in the distance, waiting for you to return to the land of ruins and fight the battlefield of the Hundred Clans again. ”
"Kid...... Open...... Begin...... bar. ”
A sentence was like a pair of invisible big hands, grabbing Bai Feng's heart and touching the throbbing in his heart.
Fire Emperor!
Land of Ruins!
Battlefield of the Hundred Tribes!
We are witnessing your struggles from afar and listening to your wails.
With a few words, Bai Feng's heart began to heat up, as if the world had become clear at this moment.
The land of ruins, the battlefield of the hundred tribes, thinking about it makes his blood boil.
It seems to let him know a new world, and it seems to be something he has always cared about.
Bai Feng suddenly felt that the whole world was also bright, and he knew that the most important thing as a martial artist was to have his own martial arts pursuit.
And at this moment, he seemed to know what his martial arts pursuit was.
The Land of Ruins, the Battlefield of the Hundred Tribes!
He wants to be in the land of ruins, in the battlefield of the battle of the hundred tribes, he wants to ...... Invite the world's strong clans, meet the heroes of all directions for a while, see the cruelty of the battlefield of the hundred clans, and let the world know the word Baifeng.
A burst of pride suddenly burst out from Bai Feng's chest, and when he looked at the vast night again, he seemed to see the blood-colored mountains and rivers through this night.
Seeing the continuous wars between the major powerful clans, and seeing the scene of the destruction of mountains and rivers between the waves of the saint's hand, his eyes seemed to see the distant land of ruins, the battlefield of the hundred clans, through the Nine Voids.
And this day also happened to be December 30, 999 in the Hongtian calendar, and then officially changed its name to the first year of the new era.
The intersection of centuries is the day when his white maple is completely awakened.