Plane of the Perfect World.

Shi.

It is an ancient village located in the middle of a rolling mountain range, surrounded by high peaks and mountains.

The morning glow rises, and the golden sunlight shines through the trees.

At this moment, on a flat land in the stone village, dozens of children are humming and exercising.

These children are of different ages, the eldest is thirteen or fourteen years old, and the youngest is only four or five years old, and their immature faces are full of seriousness. The older children punch tigers and tigers, and the younger ones live like a monster.

In front of the children, a middle-aged man with bronzed skin and a strong body like a tiger and a leopard, dressed in animal fur clothes, with black hair scattered and his bright eyes swept over each of the children, instructing them earnestly.

"The sun is rising, the beginning of all things, the most vigorous life, although it can not be as legend as the Xia food gas, but this Yingxia forging body also has great benefits, can fill the human body. The plan of the day lies in the morning, get up early every day and work hard, strengthen the muscles and bones, invigorate the blood and refine the muscles, and only then can you have the capital to survive in this reckless mountain range in the future. ”

The middle-aged man looked serious, admonished seriously, and shouted again after speaking: "Do you understand!" ”

"Understood!" A group of children were angry and responded loudly.

"Understood."

After a while, a little guy not far away, who was obviously half a beat slower, roared milkily.

It was a very small boy, only two or three years old, hiding on the side and exercising with these children.

"Huh, hey!"

Sensing everyone's gaze, the little guy coughed lightly, and his immature little face seemed to become serious.

Then, Bai Nen's little arms began to wave vigorously, as if they were trying to perform for the middle-aged man and a group of children.

However, he was too young, and his movements were crooked, and his gait was staggering and swaying, and the white milk stains left between the corners of his mouth made people laugh.

"Hahaha, you beat us so well, you made us laugh!"

A group of children laughed loudly, pointed at the little guy, and winked at each other, and the originally serious morning exercise atmosphere instantly eased a lot.

This made some of the old people sitting on the boulders in the middle of the other field who were swallowing the heavenly spirits also smile.

In the stone village, whether it is an old man, a man in the prime of life or a child, they all like to call this white and tender little guy a little bit.

Because he is indeed too small, his big eyes are turning in a dark way, and the whole person looks like a white porcelain doll; The immature movements, babbling in the mouth, are even more naïve, and people can't help but want to step forward and pinch their mouths and ravage them.

In the stone village, every household's house is made of stones.

In the center of the village, there is half a huge dead tree, the trunk of which is more than ten meters in diameter, and the whole body is charred black.

Except for half of the main trunk, it was only a weak branch, but it was exuding vitality, and the branches and leaves were as clear as carved green jade.

To be exact, it was a lightning tree, which had been hit by lightning many years ago, and the huge canopy and vigorous vitality of the old willow tree were destroyed.

As a result, there is now only a section of tree stump eight or nine meters high on the surface, which is amazingly thick.

【Delivery of Entry Order】

Suddenly, a mechanical sound sounded in Xiao Budian's ears.

Before Xiao Budian could react, a huge whirlpool appeared behind him.

"Uncle and aunt, something happened to me!"

"Help me!"

Xiao Budian seemed to sense the danger, and hurriedly waved his white and tender little hand at the villagers.

But the villagers seemed to stay at this moment, motionless.

Airplanes!

Seeing that Xiao Budian was about to be dragged into it by the whirlpool, a ripple rippled from the lightning strike wood in the center of the village, enveloping Xiao Budian's body.

The other side.

Heavenly City.

Castle Lord's Mansion.

[The target connection is resisted and the connection fails]

The system sound sounded in Zhou Yan's mind.

"Will the lead fail?"

Zhou Yan was surprised, he also thought that as long as the Heavenly City selected the target, it would definitely be successful.

Just as Zhou Yan questioned the strength of Heavenly City, a line of information floated out on the system interface.

To put it simply, the attraction power of the Heavenly City is related to the level of the city lord, and it will be upgraded with the increase of the city lord level.

"Let me see what the resistance is."

Zhou Yanshen moved, and clicked on the picture before the order to enter the city.

"It's ...... The Willow God and the Emperor of the Wasteland! ”

Zhou Yan's gaze swept over the majestic mountains, ancient villages, and simple villagers in the picture in turn, and finally stopped at the lightning strike tree and the white tender child.

"With the protection of the willow gods, it's no wonder that it can't be connected."

Zhou Yan frowned and fell into thought.

"Since the Heavenly City has chosen the Emperor of the Desolate Heavens, even if the Willow God can't stop it."

After a while, Zhou Yan made a decision, and took the opportunity to try the Heavenly Plane Projection.

When he reached the second level of the City Lord rank, he had three chances to project the Heavenly Plane.

Projecting the heavens, as literally it means, establishes a doppelganger projection of the designated plane.

The strength of the clone is related to the level of the city lord, and it can mobilize the power of the Heavenly City.

Shi.

At the same time that the halo of light emitted by the lightning strike wood shrouded Xiao Budian's body, the villagers who had been static returned to normal.

"Who are you?"

"Dare to show up."

Then, an ethereal and difficult to capture sound in the village out of thin air, echoing in the ears of every villager.

"Who, who's talking!"

Hearing the sound, the villagers immediately looked around, but could not find the source of the sound.

"It's the sacrifice spirit, the willow god who guards us has spoken, and she must have saved me just now."

Xiao Budian's eyes widened, flashing brightly, staring at the charred black willow tree with great certainty.

"What saved you? What happened to you? The villagers looked worried.

"I almost got ...... Hey? How the whirlpool is gone? ”

Xiao Budian pointed behind him, and just wanted to say something, he suddenly found that the whirlpool that was about to devour it before disappeared.

"Little bit, you said that the priest spirit spoke, are you sure?" A group of villagers looked at Shi Hao.

In that thunderous vision, the lightning strike wood that had broken off and only had a scorched black trunk descended on their stone village.

Since the other party appeared, their village has not been invaded by wild beasts in the mountains.

Gradually, they also offered this lightning strike wood as a sacrifice to the spirit.

"For decades, the priest has never opened his mouth, how can he speak today?"

And, who is that person in her mouth? Who is the priest talking to? ”

"Could it be that Xiao Budian heard it wrong, that sound was not made by the sacrifice spirit at all."

"But I think I heard it just now."

"yes, I heard that, too!"

……

"Who are you?"

Just when the villagers were in shock, the ethereal and difficult to catch sound sounded again, echoing in everyone's ears.

This time, everyone witnessed the eerie light of the wicker.