Chapter seventy-three

In the world of remnant immortals, there are two major forces. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

One is the Changtian Tribe, which has dominated for thousands of years, and the other is the Forgotten Tribe!

The Forgotten Tribe, named after the tribe, is an alliance of several tribes.

An alliance forged to rebel against the Changtian Tribe.

More than seven hundred years ago, a middle-aged man named Ren Tu entered the world of remnant immortals.

At that time, the Changtian tribe was extremely powerful, suppressing this world, so that other tribes could only bow down and be willing to be exploited, blood and tears could only be swallowed, and they dared not speak out!

Thousands of years of self-supremacy have made the people of the Changtian tribe more and more arrogant, and all kinds of misfortunes have befallen those affiliated tribes. Countless things have happened that have provoked the anger of the heavens and people, and how many tribes have shed blood and tears.

At that time, the affiliated tribes were like a spring that had been suppressed to the limit, and only a little external force was needed to pluck the "giant hand" that pressed the spring......

After that, there will be a violent rebound. Then, the "giant hand" will inevitably be counterattacked.

What's more, it was not a little external force, the arrival of Ren Tu ended thousands of years of rule of the Changtian tribe. If it weren't for some reason, the Changtian tribe would have been exterminated by Ren Slaughter.

Hundreds of years of resistance wars, mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, and countless fallen strong men.

In the name of human slaughter, deter the remnant immortal realm!

For hundreds of years, the war in the Remnant Immortal Realm has not started, but small conflicts can occur at any time, and people will die at any time.

However, both sides seem to have a wordless tacit understanding, the powerhouses of the third realm have never appeared, and they are all led by the powerhouses of the mountain realm, with the mountain realm as the main force of the battle of attack and killing. After all, the battle that symbolized light and darkness was too tragic, and there were too many strong people who died.

Forgotten Tribes.

Forget, forget!

They have been forgotten by the world, and they have "died" in "the world."

The name of the tribe is Oblivion, maybe... This is a kind of wordless sustenance for their homeland and relatives.

This is the sacred land of the Forgotten Tribe, because that person lives here. Without him, there would be no Forgotten Tribe today, and perhaps they, their descendants, would have been subjected to the bloody oppression of the Changtian Tribe.

So they revered Him and worshipped Him.

Although, many people don't know who he is and who he is.

There are many old people and many young people living here, and they all have one thing in common -

They all have disabilities!

or blindness, or no arms, or loss of legs......

Because they are all strong, lose these... It will only make it impossible for them to fight, but life is still not a problem. What's more, after a few days, some tribesmen will bring some blood food here.

It's a pure land, just because of that person... Stay here.

As night fell, it darkened. A crooked-necked tree that seemed to be dead was dying, standing outside the tribe.

At this time, everyone rested. But under the crooked neck tree, an old man with no teeth and sparse hair was holding a thick cigarette stick, "let's go, let's go" smoking inferior welding smoke, the white and thick smoke was like a cloud fluttering, and smoke rings were spit out of the old man's mouth. It's not ordinary!

When the night came completely, a bloodthirsty qi faintly shrouded the pure land of the forgotten tribes, and in an instant, the sky and the earth were silent, and the lights were extinguished!

Da!

Da!

Da!

The sound of soft footsteps sounded in the silent night, and the old man smoked silently, as if he had not heard.

Let's go!

Da!

Let's go!

Da!

The sound of footsteps, smoking, and the sound of cigarettes lingering, rendering a strange picture of each other.

A man walked under the crooked-necked tree and stood silently.

It was a mysterious figure dressed in a black robe, and the hooded black robe obscured most of the man's face, revealing only a pair of blood-red lips and a pale jaw.

The old man didn't see him, and continued to smoke the inferior welding fume. After a while, the old man put aside the thick cigarette stick, which could be used as a crutch, and then he raised his head!

Cloudy eyes looked at the mysterious man, but did not speak.

"Juniors, I've seen seniors!"

Seeing the old man look up, the mysterious man clenched his hands into fists and made a gesture. The look was respectful.

However, the old man didn't seem to hear, his eyes were cloudy, and he looked into the distance.

Seeing this scene, the corners of the mysterious man's mouth twitched slightly, crossed a bitter arc, and bowed again: "Sea of blood, I have seen Taoist friends!"

"What's the matter?"

The old man spoke, his voice hoarse, with vicissitudes.

"It picked me. The mysterious man said in a deep voice with a solemn face.

"It?"

The old man frowned slightly, and glanced at the mysterious man.

"Yes! ”

The mysterious man said solemnly. After that, clench your fists again and bow to the old man again!

The old man did not speak again, but fell into deep thought, while the mysterious man still bowed and stood silently.

After a long time, the old man came back to his senses and said, "What are you going to do!"

"The remnant immortals of this realm are not in the secret realm of the Law Saint. Nature is outside it, and the vicissitudes of this world are extremely weird...... I want to ask Taoist friends to help and add some popularity to this world. ”

"Popularity?"

"Yes, this trip to the secret realm, the 'Nine Mountains' are all in, but the layout of the gods and men has fallen short because of one person, this chaos has started, although the younger generation is not the first person... , However, that person's luck is difficult for the younger generation to speak, and the younger generation has never seen such bad luck. Therefore, the younger generation also needs to lay out one or two, and hope that Taoist friends will help!"

"Why should I help you?"

"Mountains of corpses and a sea of blood!"

"Good. ”

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The lights in the tribal house were bright again, and the bloodthirsty aura was gone. The old man got up, crutches, and walked into the tribe with a trembling figure.

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This is the side of the Fa Sheng's Secret Realm, the ancient trees are towering to the sky, full of vitality, and a young man who is nine feet tall and nearly five feet wide is stepping. Every step the boy takes, the ground shakes, and the momentum is terrifying.

Suddenly, the boy stepped into the air......

Bang~!

The earth is shaking, and everything is shaking. A large ball fell down the hill.

"Phew, phew!"

"Hey, hey, it's really a bad luck person, you can stuff your teeth when you drink water!, why is my brother so unlucky?"

"Isn't it just that people are a little more majestic, aren't they just falling down, aren't they just being knocked by things...... But why does it hurt so much?!"

The fat man vomited for a while and felt a sore back. He felt something knock him underneath him. So he scolded while reaching out and touching his body......

"Wow! Holy, this... This...... This ......"

After a while, the fat man's hand finally took out the thing that knocked him from under his 'male' body, and went down at night. The fat man's eyes were wide open, and his mouth was speechless and incoherent.

It was a stone that couldn't be blacker, the size of an adult's fist, with a rough surface and sharp edges, and it was clearly the "culprit"!

"It's gone, brother it's gone. Woohoo......"

The fat man's mind recovered, and he immediately cried with joy. The sadness on the face turned to shock, and the shock turned to joy.

"The best, the best...... Tsk, the best! Woo~ah. ”

The fat man sighed, with great joy, and a lewd look on his face. In the midst of the treacherous laughter, his blood was gulped......

Kissed on the black, angular stone!

He looked like the man who went to that blue pavilion... I saw a wishful woman.

"It's the best!"

The fat man looked lewd, and crystal saliva flowed at the corners of his mouth.

If there is someone next to this person, that person must exclaim, "Cheap!"

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In fact, it is no wonder that this fat man, his image is so unbearable, it is purely normal! If a hundred people saw this black stone, it must be a bloody storm.

In the Netherworld Mountain Realm, the spiritual energy flows through the heavens and the earth, and the cultivator absorbs the spiritual energy, and then transforms it into its own usable mountain power through cultivation.

In fact, mountain power is also spiritual!

In the reiki circulation, there are places where there is a lack of aura, and in some places there is a natural aura, and even the accumulated aura is so much that it turns into liquid, which is 'spiritual liquid'!

And in some places where the spiritual energy is full, the deposited spiritual energy turns into a solid state, and that is the spiritual stone.

The spirit stones in the world, according to their purity, are divided into four grades-

Lower-grade spirit stones, middle-grade spirit stones, high-grade spirit stones, and the most precious and rare top-grade spirit stones.

The formation of spirit stones is related to the accumulation of spiritual energy, and the value of spiritual fluid and spirit stones makes it difficult for cultivators to define. But in the cultivation world, it can be equated.

People can cultivate by absorbing the spiritual energy within the spirit stone, so in the cultivation world, the spirit stone is the universal currency of those monks!

In the cultivation realm, the value of spirit stones increased tenfold. In other words, one high-grade spirit stone is equivalent to ten medium-grade spirit stones, and one medium-grade spirit stone is equivalent to ten lower-grade spirit stones.

However, the best spirit stones are exceptional!

A top-grade spirit stone is a thousand times that of a top-grade spirit stone. Moreover, in the cultivation realm, no one would exchange the top-grade spirit stones for the top-grade spirit stones.

In fact, in the mountain realm, there is an even rarer and more precious energy accumulation.

That's it, Mountain Rock!

Cultivating one, the second realm is the backing mountain, but those great powers are called 'mountain stones'.

As you can imagine, the preciousness of the mountain stones.

The formation of mountain stones is even more rare than spirit stones. Therefore, the value difference between the mountain stone and the spirit stone between the same product is ten times. That is to say, one high-grade mountain stone is equivalent to ten high-grade spirit stones.

Although they are of equal value, few people will exchange mountain stones for spirit stones except for exceptions.

It is conceivable that when a person absorbs one Lower Grade Mountain Stone, he can absorb up to ten Lower Grade Spirit Stones. However, the spiritual energy inside the absorbed spirit stone still needs to be turned into mountain power, and the time is doubled......

Among the mountain stones, it is especially respected as the 'best'.

In the entire mountain realm, within a thousand years, I don't know if anyone can find a superb mountain stone. It can be seen that there are few superb mountains and stones, and they are so precious, they are really rare!

Moreover, the best mountain stone can grow endlessly, all the time, and it is also the 'source'.

The most precious thing about the best mountain stone is that it can be integrated into the cultivator's natal mountain, and then spit out the mountain power from heaven and earth, so that people's mountain power is increasing all the time. What's more, according to legend, this thing can reverse the avenue, which is extremely terrifying.

And in the hands of this lewd-looking fat man, the black stone is the precious and abnormal best mountain stone!

The fat man's smile retracted, his expression became solemn, looking at this piece of superb mountain stone, his eyes struggled a little, and after a few breaths, the struggle in this person's eyes disappeared, full of determination.

Burst!

The fat man bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the blood sprayed on the best mountain stones.

A ghostly light flashed on the rock, and all the blood on the tip of the tongue was absorbed.

At the same time, after spurting out the blood on the tip of his tongue, the fat man's face turned pale and his breath was sluggish.

The mountain stone void floated, shimmering with a dark light.

Looking at the mountain stone, the fat man's eyes flashed with fierceness, and he immediately raised his right hand the size of a futon, and inserted two fingers into his chest sharply.

Yin Hong's heart blood flowed, and the light of the best mountain stone floating in the air became brighter and brighter, and in the snap of his fingers, the black best mountain stone turned into a light and shadow, flying into the fat man's chest. Then a ghostly light flashed, and the hideous wound on his chest healed and returned to its original state. If it weren't for the fat man's miserable white fat face, it would be like a dream.

The fat man sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, and began to carry the mountain force and condition his body.

Behind the fat man, a small black vortex appeared, constantly turning, getting bigger and bigger, but without the slightest sound.

Dozens of breaths later, this strange mediation engulfed the fat man, and he still didn't feel the slightest feeling.

The vegetation of the earth was a little embarrassed, and it was crushed by the fat man. This also proves that all the previous ... Not a dream!

This fat man is the Yunshan of the Nine Mountains in the Korean world.

The fat man is famous, and he spends a lot of money!

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In the east of the Dharma Saint Secret Realm, a young man with a majestic body and a heavy blow was swallowed by a black whirlpool. There was only a pool of blood, and a corpse.

That was his opponent, and now he is dead, this person is arrogant, the ninth on the gold list!

He holds one of the Moon Immortal Fate......

And this person who was swallowed up by mediation is called Hanshan Zangfeng.

He also has an identity unknown to the world, Han Mountain of the Nine Mountains of the Korean Realm.

He is also the second person in the past 10,000 years who has never been in the line of Hanshan and has the name of Hanshan.

And the first person is this generation of Han Shan!

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Somewhere in the middle of the Fa Sheng's secret realm, a barefoot boy disappeared......

In the northwest of the Fa Sheng's secret realm, the shield is on the run, and now he has broken through the realm and begun to shape the human soul. Now he was sluggish, and he was clearly battered.

Behind him was a group of imposing teenagers in white.

The shield knows that it can't be stopped, otherwise it will definitely die. Only by keeping running away can you have a chance to live. Even if the opportunity is so elusive......

There was a rustling sound behind him, and when Dun looked back, his face suddenly changed.

The speed that had slowed down slightly was mentioned again, and when the shield looked ahead again, he saw a black hole in the void, across in front of him. Before he could react, he was swallowed up.

A group of white-clothed young men came from all directions, apparently surrounded by shields. They looked at the scene in front of them, and their expressions became ugly.

But they didn't say much, but turned away, this is just a fragment of their lives, although a little surprised, but not worth remembering.

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On an unnamed mountain in the west of the secret realm, there is a big man with a majestic figure, the big man is like a mountain tower, extremely tall, and he is nearly a foot high when he sits upright.

The big man had an ordinary face, but it was his blood-red pupils that made him look hideous. Behind the big man, there were dozens of people dressed in white, standing proudly, looking down on all directions.

Suddenly, a black hole appeared behind the big man, engulfing him in an instant, without the slightest sound. And those young men in white didn't realize that the adults who needed to be guarded behind them had disappeared......

In one of the secret realms of the Law Saint, a young man with a stiff face like a puppet stepped into a black whirlpool.

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On this day, nearly 10,000 people in the Fa Saint Secret Realm, the head of the Hanshan Secret Realm, disappeared, and they did not know whether they were alive or dead. And the Law Saint Secret Realm has also calmed down so far, and the bloody trial is not worthy of its name.

At the foot of a mountain in the northwest of the Fa Sheng's Secret Realm, a canyon disappeared as if it had never existed.

There is a place in the world that exists in the secret realm of the Fa Sheng, but it does not belong to the secret realm, and there is ......

The storm and clouds began to converge, and the killing rose!

There, forgotten by the world.

There, floating and uncertain, no one could sense where it would appear in the Fa Saint Secret Realm.

There, there is a name, 'Remnant Immortal'!