Huang Cong walked out of a dark door and sighed: "It's like passing through centuries, and it's physically and mentally exhausting. ”

The door behind him was closed the moment he came out, and Huang Cong tried to call the prophet, but he didn't get a response, and it seemed that he was really cut off.

Walking forward, the green grass is green, the flowers are fragrant, if it is not for the stone monuments set up in it, this place can be called a paradise, the body that has been baptized by the elixir, at this moment I feel that the fairy energy here is abundant, the pores are instantly opened, and the greed is absorbed.

"This is really a good place to cultivate immortals," Huang Cong sighed, and continued to walk forward, but as soon as he was halfway there, a jet-black demonic aura surged towards Huang Cong.

After some exploration, Huang Cong understood that the left hand side was filled with a large amount of demonic energy, and the right hand side was the opposite, as he got closer and closer, a large number of stone tablets appeared in front of Huang Cong's eyes, and he squatted down curiously to look at the small stone tablets, but the scene in front of him was like a curse, making Huang Cong unable to move, because the stone tablets here are the graveyards of immortals.

"The Tomb of the Nine Heavens Xuan Immortals, the Tomb of the Heavenly Dao Man, the Tomb of the Purple Night Golden Dragon," Huang Cong trembled, why did so many immortals die here, why were the tombs of famous people buried at random like a passerby?

Huang Cong stood up tremblingly, looked at the other side, and saw a stone tablet a little closer with the inscription "Tomb of the God of War Punishment Heaven," at this moment, his brain thinking Yan zhòng couldn't keep up with what he saw in front of him, "Why is the God of War Punishment Heaven buried on the side of the demon, is the legend true, it really cut off the head of the Emperor of Heaven?"

Huang Cong wanted to ask clearly, but there was no one here, as if these tombs were like old things abandoned by the world, if these appeared in the Heavenly Dao where he was, what a shock it would be!

Huang Cong stopped, and didn't think about it anymore, because after all, he was just a mortal from the outside world, a mortal who fled here in order to save his life, how could he be able to find out the truth of the matter?

The method of pranayama, Huang Cong comprehended it after a while, a faint golden light surrounded his body, and the immortal qi also flowed into Huang Cong's body at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a while, the fatigue of coming out of the seventh gate was gone, but the whole body was lighter, and the yuan force in the body was also thicker, Huang Cong was confident, and now one punch could knock down an adult and strong cow.

Time passed slowly, Huang Cong's body absorbed the immortal qi at a very slow speed, the sun was setting, when night fell, Huang Cong clearly felt that the immortal qi was slowly disappearing, and it was not that the body had reached a saturated state, although the absorption state at this time was very slow, but it did not stop, at this moment, the demonic qi was covered like thick ink, Huang Cong wanted to collect the work, but found that it was too late.

The demonic qi has poured into Huang Cong's body, but a sudden scene appeared, the demonic qi did not immediately erode the vitality in the body, but the regular shadow was hidden under the immortal qi, as more and more demonic qi was absorbed, Huang Cong felt that the immortal qi in his body was suppressed, the flesh and blood were about to burst, and the cold sweat had already flowed down his forehead, but he found that he couldn't move at the moment, so he could only let the demonic qi pour in.

Huang Cong knew that he would not be able to last long, if he couldn't get out of trouble, he would explode and die directly, at this moment, an old man appeared out of thin air, and a faint green light entered Huang Cong's body from the old man's arm, Huang Cong had already fainted, but he felt a very powerful aura in front of his eyes when he closed his eyes, and with a hint of simplicity.

In the early morning, the sunlight shone in through the window of the thatched house, Huang Cong opened his eyes, ran his own Yuan Force, and found that the demonic qi he had absorbed before was gone, and at this time the old man walked in, Huang Cong didn't even realize that the old man had arrived in front of him, and was still looking at his body.

The old man's voice said: "The magic power is still in your body, but it has been suppressed by me, you can't feel it for the time being, if you want to completely eradicate it, you can only rely on yourself, and relying on external forces will hinder your cultivation."

After speaking, Huang Cong was taken aback, "You, do you speak our language?" Looking at the first person he saw in this strange world, Huang Cong was surprised.

The old man smiled: "Why aren't you from here, there are only two continents in this world, one is the Eastern Immortal Continent where you are staying now, and the other is the Western Magic Continent, are you from the West?"

The old man's words shocked Huang Cong, because he learned about the origin of the current Heavenly Court and the West from the mouth of the prophet in his spare time, but the prophet only told Huang Cong that a long time ago there was only the existence of the Immortal Continent and the Magic Continent, and he knew nothing about other things, as if he had been abandoned in the long river of history.

From the words of the prophet, it is not difficult for Huang Cong to infer that the trajectory of historical development has been cut off, so the prophet knows nothing about the previous things, if it is according to this, it is not

"I came to the ancient god realm through the seventh gate, no wonder so many immortal god tombstones are as ordinary here as A, B, C, and D, but why does the primeval god realm still exist in the world?

The old man saw Huang Cong's brows tightened, and said with a smile: "Young man, don't think about anything you can't think of, just like the old man and me, don't compete with the world for fame and fortune, take care of the cemetery here in your spare time, and live a chic and happy life, even if you have the magic power of Tongtian, this is just an abandoned world." ”

Huang Cong asked: "Senior, thank you for saving me, but I want to know why you say that this is just an abandoned world, what do you mean?"

The old man waved his hand: "It's better to don't know some things, just like I don't ask where you came from, just live a plain life, so that you won't be disappointed because you finally climbed to the top, old man, I went to take care of the cemetery, and you can leave here when you come out of the thatched hut to the right, good luck young man!"

Huang Cong didn't continue to ask, because since he entered the seventh door, no one would believe it, even if he was always talking about the prophet who saved him, Huang Cong sighed for a long time: "I must find out the truth of the matter, I want to free myself from my fate and walk out of my own steps!"

Set off towards the road, there are strange flowers and plants everywhere, he was dazzled along the way, two aimless days passed, at this time at the foot of a big mountain, a village appeared in front of him, Huang Cong finally saw the second person, the third person, happily ran over, the villagers are so simple, just like what they saw in "All Things", there are people who go to the fields to cultivate the land, there are fishing nets, and there are old people who sit under the sun and sew clothes, they are happy.

Huang Cong walked in the village, the villagers just smiled enthusiastically when they saw this, and went to do their own thing, and there was no more curiosity, he saw this scene and remembered his deceit in the world and the heavenly court, laughed a few times, and ran to a big stone in the village to sit in a daze, basking in the sun, enjoying the atmosphere here.

"Uncle, we are all honest cultivators here, and we really don't have any money. ”

"No money, no money, the clothes you got there, the food you got there?"

"We grow it ourselves, and we weave our own clothes. ”

A fierce and wicked man led a group of people, suddenly came to this peaceful village, grabbed the old village chief's collar and asked viciously, and the big knife in his hand shook a few times in front of the old village chief's eyes from time to time.

At this time, a young man walked over with a red neck, and all the villagers also gathered around him.

When the wicked man saw this, he drank: "It's good to come, save my family and go to find it, and bring me all the valuable things in your house, otherwise I will kill all the people in your village." ”

After that, the people behind the villain surrounded the old and young in the village with big knives, and none of the villagers were timid, and their eyes showed anger.

The young man who took the lead shouted first: "Aren't you afraid of going to hell if you kill innocents indiscriminately like this?"

The man was not afraid of the evil man in front of him at all, the knuckles of his fists sounded, and a pair of eyes seemed to burst out, the evil man was stunned by the momentum of the man in front of him, but he quickly calmed down and shouted to the two men with knives next to him: "Let him come." ”

The young man approached and looked at him angrily.

The villain smiled, "As long as you can defeat me, we will never offend your village again." ”

After speaking, the young man's love that he had endured for a long time finally broke out, and he waved his fist vigorously, and then the old village chief lying on the ground shouted: "Hu'er, don't." ”

But the young man's eyes were already red, and his fist had no intention of withdrawing, and just as the fist reached an inch of the evil man's cheek, the evil man moved, and kicked the young man in the stomach with a quick kick, and the young man flew out like a kite with a broken string, vomiting blood and falling unconscious.

At this time, a woman saw this and hurriedly threw herself into the body of the man on the ground and cried bitterly, and a small doll that was standing behind the woman, who seemed to be about five years old, ran towards the wicked man, crying and shouting: "You are a bad person, you are a bad person," and the little hand kept beating the thigh of the evil man.

The wicked man raised the child on the ground with one hand, grinned at everyone and said, "This is the end." ”

After that, the wicked man threw himself forward, and the hearts of all the villagers rose to their throats, and the woman who had been crying beside the young man fainted directly when she saw this, and the old village chief who was lying on the ground shouted heartbreakingly: "You brutes, brutes, my grandson."

Just when everyone closed their eyes and couldn't bear to watch, the sound of falling did not come, but a hearty voice came: "What kind of ability is it to bully the elderly and children!"

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