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The size of the wilderness is incalculable.

Hundreds of millions of miles away in the wilderness, majestic buildings cover the entire valley.

The old giant tree is like an optimus pillar.

In a building more than 100 zhang high, the void shook, and with the sound of footsteps, a face that was not old gradually appeared in the empty hall.

The woman's body is like a demon.

The moment he saw the young man, he couldn't help but show a hint of fascination on his face.

"Ancient demon, what's the matter?"

The man's voice was very mellow, without a trace of waves, but it shook his heart.

"Young Master, someone in the ancestral court sensed that someone had used the power of desolate thunder to seal the void. ”

"Huh?"

When the man heard this, the expression on his face suddenly changed, and he couldn't see his joy or anger, but the woman knew that this news was enough to move him.

"Except for the Lord of the Thunder Clan, no one in this world can use the power of the desolate thunder to seal the void, the Thunder Sword has been locked in the Heavenly Thunder Prison by me, except for the old servant who escaped, I'm afraid there is no one else, immediately let the master of the ancestral court find him, whether he lives or dies, and most importantly, finds the whereabouts of the son of the Thunder Sword." ”

"Yes. ”

When the woman raised her head again, there was no trace of the man in the void.

Squeak ~ squeak ~

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In the ancient forest, the cries of the birds seemed a little cautious, short and hurried, as if they had been frightened in some way, and when the thorn tree was pulled away, it suddenly fluttered its wings and scattered in all directions.

Barearmed.

Nanjin carried two wild rabbits that still exuded a trace of residual warmth from the cracks in the stones under the boulders and felt out two flints and some dry firewood, and in three or two clicks, the rabbits were skinned and washed on the fire, and the butter was translucent, and they dripped into the fire and made a zizi sound.

Quenching the bone fivefold.

Nanjin had never felt such a powerful force, and he didn't get used to it for several days, so it was not surprising that the two wild rabbits collapsed.

With his current cultivation, even in the tribe, it can be regarded as a not weak existence, there are nearly more than 30,000 people in the tribe in the south, and there are less than 3,000 clansmen who have cultivated to reach the Quadruple Heaven of the Quenching Bone Realm and become a desolate warrior, except for the patriarch Nan Tian of the Quenching Bone Realm Nine Heavens, and the chief war masters Nan Wu and Nan Poshi are the cultivators of the Quenching Bone Eightfold Heaven, and the rest of the people are ranging from the Fourth Heaven to the Fifth Heaven.

The sevenfold commander of the bones is a thousand, for the commander of a thousand, the sixfold commander of the bones is a hundred, and the centurion, and the fivefold of the quenching bones is also enough to serve as a team of ten people.

Nanjin knew very well that Uncle Nan was probably not just an ordinary veteran in the clan, but everyone had their own secrets, and he wouldn't ask more if he didn't say anything.

The previous war still made him palpitate, but Nanjin knew very well that he was no longer the waste who needed a woman to survive.

It's just that he has been ignored in the eyes of indifference and contempt for nine years, and his heart has long since become calm.

Even if he entered the Five Heavens of Quenching Bones, he still just slipped into the Nanduan Mountain every day, groping for his own martial arts.

The wind swept like clouds, and the two wild rabbits went down, and when they went south, they kept their minds and practiced the Kaishan Boxing that they had learned and had gradually become complete.

Before he didn't quench his bones, it was difficult for him to understand what kind of mystery there was in the routine of Kaishan Boxing, but now that he had quenched his bones, Nanjin strangely found that this set of routines called "boxing method" seemed to have a lot of flaws, and it was difficult to exert the power of the five heavens in his body.

Bang!

Bang~Bang!

As the muscles and bones of his body trembled, a dull voice began to explode from his body, and Nanjin knew that this was the sound of blood and bones fusing together.

As the number of barren bones condensed increases, once the barren bones in the whole body are condensed into one, it is the best time for the bone quenching master to sprint to the Heavenly Gate to become a blood cultivation realm.

The creatures of the Great Wilderness have three opportunities to sprint to the Gate of Heaven in their lives.

Of course, the status of the southward advance is not enough to have access to these things.

After finishing the work, he stuffed the remaining firewood into the cracks in the stone as usual, and ran down the mountain as he had done before, at a faster speed than before.

Unlike in the past, the sky was still very bright today, and when I returned to the gate of the tribe, I saw the clansmen standing guard in the distance from the south, and I smiled in return, ignoring the surprise in the eyes of the clansmen and was about to walk towards the tribe.

However.

One step at a time.

Before his body moved, there was already a cheer from behind him.

"Who allowed you to go out alone?"

"Centurion!"

"Lord Qianjun!"

"Lord Qianjun!"

Without turning around, the voice of the sentry had already reached his ears, and he frowned slightly, Nanjin naturally knew who the owner of this voice was.

Nan Qianjun!

The youngest centurion in the tribe, a master of the Six Heavens of the Quenching Bone Realm.

Turn around slowly.

Nan Jin didn't speak, just stared at the man opposite, Nan Qianjun's figure was not as outstanding as his cultivation, but seemed a little mediocre, but at this moment, the eyes of everyone standing behind him were full of strong reverence and yearning, and these people were all famous geniuses among the younger generation.

At the age of fifteen, he stepped into the Southern Meng of the Three Heavens of the Quenching Bone Realm.

Eighteen-year-old Nan Xin, who quenched his bones and five heavens.

It is also a fifteen-year-old Nanmu Fang who quenches the bones of the triple heaven.

and Nan Yao, who stepped into the Four Heavens of the Quenching Bone Realm at the age of sixteen, and a few others, although they are not as good as these teenagers, they are also geniuses who are vigorously cultivated in the tribe.

Nan Qianjun frowned, he didn't know Nanjin, but this young man of the same clan gave him a deep impression, and he dared to save people with a gun before he stepped into the quenching bone realm, although it was not him who saved people that night but Nan Xin, but this scene fell into his eyes.

It's just that he was dissatisfied with the quenching bones and went out without permission, but he violated the rules of the tribe, as the centurion of the Nanli tribe, he had the right and the right to stay south.

"Captain Centurion, no one allowed me to go out, I went out on my own. ”

"This guy is really looking for death!"

"I don't have a good memory at all! I deserve to die!"

Behind Nan Qianjun, several teenagers couldn't help blurting out when they heard the words, Nan Qianjun didn't open his mouth to stop it, and beside him, Nan Xin's willow eyebrows couldn't help frowning.

They've gone a little too far!

But she didn't move, she was very curious about what the young man in front of her would do, and he had the same thoughts as Nan Qianjun.

It's just that they all miscalculated, for such words, Nanjin did not feel any discomfort, for a teenager, nine years is enough time for him to endure all anger and become wise, the heart lake is calm and undisturbed, as if these words are not about him.

"You shouldn't go out, it's safer in the tribe, don't go down as an example!"

After a long time, Nan Qianjun spit out such a sentence, and the solemn atmosphere suddenly relaxed and became a little freehand.

However.

Just when the rest of the people were secretly crying out in their hearts that this kid had escaped again, a clear voice rose up.

"Thank you centurion for the reminder, but it's my right to go out, and no one can stop me. ”

Rumble!

As soon as this remark came out.

The relaxed atmosphere suddenly became extremely solemn, and everyone's eyes fell on the somewhat thin young man, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

"Bold, southward, what qualifications do you have to say this. ”

"Apologize to the centurion!"

Cheers rang out.

However, Nan Jin didn't even glance at the speaker, just stared at Nan Qianjun's eyes tightly, his face was waveless, and he stared for a moment before turning around and leaving.

"You~~"

The two young men who shouted and scolded were about to go south to arrest them, but they saw Nan Qianjun in front of him waving his hand slowly, so he had to stop and stop.

"Let's go!"

After a while, Nan Qianjun seemed to look at the young man's back thoughtfully, and then turned to leave.

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