The Blood Maple Forest is located in the western part of the Xichuan Continent, and it is said that in the ancient times, it was a sacred land close to the gods, but it did not know what happened to it, and it became a fierce and boundless place of death.

The Blood Maple Forest is like a desolate beast silently dormant in the land of Xichuan, devouring countless powerful creatures, there have been many powerful people who swallow mountains and rivers and the saints who have taken the stars and the moon have entered here, but no one has ever been able to come out alive, some people in the world say that they died in the Jedi, and some people say that they feathered and flew away.

One of the most absurd rumors is that a powerful immortal is buried here......

At sunset, an iron rider broke through the blood barriers and rushed into this land of death, breaking the dead silence of the blood maple forest.

There was a sound under the thick maple leaves, and a bloody man trembled, he was wearing a broken black battle armor, his eyes were lying on the ground, his pupils were dilated, he had been dead for a long time, there was a bloody hole in his chest that was translucent from front to back, and his heart was broken by life.

But it was such a cold and stiff corpse that shook again, this scene was extremely weird, "bang", a small body crawled out from under the corpse, he opened his confused eyes, his long eyelashes fluttered, and his immature face was full of confusion.

What catches your eye is a lush maple forest, red like fire, and the sky is full of red glow.

"Where is this?"

Xiao Ding Chuan rubbed his bloodshot eyes, and suddenly saw the black-armored man pressing on him, and howled and cried.

"Uncle Yumo, Uncle Yumo, wake up! Uncle Yumo...... Woowoo woo ......"

The little guy cried bitterly, his voice gradually became hoarse, his young heart was filled with grievances and sadness, and he lay on Yumo's corpse and cried loudly, crying darkly.

The little guy's eyes were red and he shook the corpse on the ground vigorously, tears fell down his eyes, although he didn't admit it, but the little guy knew in his heart that Uncle Yumo was dead and his life was cut off.

The little guy's miserable cry echoed in the empty and dead blood maple forest, and there were terrible echoes, he instinctively shrunk his neck, looked around, and he saw the green scale foal that was buried by most of the blood maple leaves more than ten meters away.

"Uncle Qingma, wake up, wake up!"

The little guy rushed to the green scale pony again, crying and shaking, but the green scale horse's body was already cold, the single horn on its head had been broken, and the blue blood was dripping all over the ground.

After a bitter cry, the forest grew darker and darker, and the little one stopped crying, and walked towards an extraordinarily thick blood maple tree, brandishing a short dagger and snorting and busily.

"Whew...... All right. ”

The little guy's face was full of exhaustion, digging a two-meter-long pit in the ground that was harder than the rocks, and the little guy moved Yumo's body into the pit for burial, although Yumo was dead, but his left hand was still tightly holding a cyan chain, and his right hand was also firmly slapping a big black halberd, and the little guy couldn't take the big black halberd down even with his hands and feet.

He ran to the other side and pulled the cyan chain in Yumo's other hand, and what was amazing was that the cyan chain burst out with a brilliant thousand blue clouds, shaking Yumo's palm fingers, and wrapping around Ding Chuan's wrist like a spiritual snake.

The little guy was happy in his eyes, this chain is the longevity lock he has been wearing since he was born, his father has repeatedly told him never to take it off, but in order to kill the strong enemy, he gave the longevity lock to Yumo, but it still hasn't changed anything, those bad guys are too terrible.

As the sun set, the blood maple forest became darker and darker, and a grave bag was erected, revealing a sharp big black halberd on the grave bag, the halberd was facing the sky, and the fighting spirit was immortal.

Ding Chuan knelt in front of the big grave, kowtowed three times respectfully, got up and walked back to the green scaled horse that died in the pile of broken leaves, squatted down and stretched out his little hand to gently caress the cold and hard scales on the unicorn horse, and said in a choked voice: "Uncle Qingma, Chuan'er will bury you again tomorrow." ”

The little guy dragged his hungry and tired body to the depths of the blood maple forest, the forest was quiet and silent, each maple tree was as vigorous and powerful as if it had grown for thousands of years, and through the dense branches, he could see that half of the blood moon was in the light and extinguished, like a ferocious demon beast overlooking the earth, Ding Chuan fought a cold war.

The little guy ran forward with small steps, during which the little guy was tripped more than a dozen times, and when he pulled away the fallen leaves, he found that those who tripped him were one body after another, and the little guy was suddenly frightened, and ran towards the depths of the blood maple forest with a scream.

"Father, mother...... Where are you? ”

When people are in deep fear, they will think of dependence, thinking of the great father and gentle mother, two lines of tears flowed from Xiao Ding Chuan's eyes, and a pair of small fists were pinched by him and turned white.

"It's me who hurt my father's mother......" Xiao Ding Chuan sobbed silently, his teary eyes seemed to fall into the color of memory, when he was born in his mother's womb, he had a chain in his mouth, which was weird to the extreme, this incident shook the whole city, but his father was very happy, proud, and put this cyan chain on his neck as a longevity lock.

What's even more extraordinary is that he was born with divine powers, and he had already become the king of children at the age of three, and those teenagers who were more than ten years older than him were not his opponents.

When he was four years old, his father was ready to teach him exercises, but suddenly found that his physique was too special, and there was no future on the way to cultivation.

Without the shock of his father, the former enemies were all ready to move, but they didn't dare to really attack them, but yesterday there was a sudden wind in the clouds, countless enemies killed, Xiao Ding Chuan's carefree childhood was completely subverted at once, those kind uncles and aunts were cut down in a pool of blood by the bad guys, and his mother, who had always been gentle and gentle, stuffed him to three uncles to escape for his life, and in order to protect him, two of the uncles died heroically .......

"If it weren't for me, my father wouldn't have run away from home...... Uncle Bingyan is dead, Uncle Shuanghan is dead, and now Uncle Yumo is also dead......" Xiao Ding Chuan sobbed silently. Tears wet his eyelashes, and the familiar figures appeared in his mind, and then those fierce and vicious faces also appeared in front of Xiao Ding Chuan's eyes, and the little guy's eyes were covered with a layer of frost and hatred.

A gust of yin wind blew, the biting coolness brought the little guy back to reality from his memory, the violent yin wind rolled the thick fallen leaves into the air, a broken skeleton with Senbai was laid across the ground, dense and unexpectedly unbounded, here is really like a mass grave everywhere is covered with white bones, Ding Chuan's little heart is about to jump to his throat, he screamed and turned around and ran back, but there was a sudden pain under his feet, he looked down, a white finger bone pierced his shoes, blood flowed out, Ding Chuan screamed in pain and did not react, a mysterious pattern shot out of the finger bones to envelop him。

The wind was whistling in his ears, and the blood-colored maple forest quickly retreated, and when Ding Chuan woke up trembling, he found that he was at the foot of a black mountain, got up and looked around, and found that the shadow of the maple trees around the mountain was still shadowy, and he was still in the blood maple forest.

"Goo-goo"

There was a protest in his stomach, Ding Chuan was hungry and cold, and his little face was pale, but his big eyes were clear and bright.

Thinking of the lifeless blood maple forest where no living creatures could be seen, a trace of despair flashed on Xiao Ding Chuan's face, and he took small steps and staggered around the black mountain.

Walked for nearly half an hour. There is still no sign of stepping out of this mountain, and the craggy mountains stretch into the distance, and the surrounding is still a rumbling maple forest.

"Am I going to die here?"

The little guy's clear big eyes showed a little despair, in this desolate and populated death situation, there was not even a minimum of food and water, not even a pheasant or hare could be found, and all that was placed in front of him was to wait for death.

A dazzling glow shone brightly, little stars appeared in the little one's clear and bright eyes, and a strange ancient tree on the black mountain swayed with the breeze, and its slender leaves swayed with the wind, flashing under the blood-colored moonlight.

The mountain is surrounded by tall and dense blood-colored maple forests, and there is not a single tree or grass at the foot of the mountain, but the tree on the top of the mountain flashes with extraordinary color, which makes people yearn for it.

The little one's big bright eyes blinked, and he took a deep breath and began to climb the mountain, with his seven-year-old body to climb such a high peak, it was really worrying, and from time to time there was gravel rolling down under his feet, but the little one's eyes only had the shining treasure tree.

Without paying attention, he stepped on a dark pit on the mountain wall, and at the moment when his figure fell, a burst of blue lines unfolded under his feet, and a blue light curtain wrapped the little guy in, and the scenery around him quickly retreated, and when he came back to his senses, he had come to the top of the black mountain.

The little guy scratched the back of his head and looked around for some reason, his long eyelashes fluttering, and he found that the shining treasure tree was in front of him.