When Li Ling and the patriarch of the Yuanmu clan and a cadre leader came to the foot of the Heavenly Cliff, the two sides had already stopped fighting, and the soldiers of the Yuanmu clan were in a stalemate with the people of the Ruijin clan under the leadership of a high-ranking monk.

The people of the Ruijin clan have a metallic luster all over their bodies, they don't have only one color of skin like the Yuanmu clan, and some of them still have a special glow in the dark night.

When the patriarch of Ruijin saw Li Ling and his people coming, he ignored the people of the Yuanmu clan and jumped in front of Li Ling, kneeling on the ground: "Jin Ling led the clansmen to come to see the Holy Lord, please move the temple of the Ruijin clan to accept the worship of the people of my clan." ”

"You" The patriarch of the Yuanmu clan was speechless angrily, and it took a long time before he came back and pointed at Jin Ling's nose and scolded: "You old boy is really too deceitful, we just took over the Holy Lord, and you want to pick up ready-made ones? ”

"Hmph, I know this, but you can really make the decision for the Holy Lord, since the Lord has already appeared, how can you get my clan's temple to do it, you won't object!"

The leader of the Yuanmu clan was silent, to be honest, he really wasn't qualified to make any decisions on behalf of Li Ling, he couldn't, and neither could Jin Ling.

Jin Ling saw that the people of the Yuanmu clan were speechless when they were asked, so they became more and more proud: "Now remember your identity, we are all just servants of the Holy Lord!"

Seeing that he was so arrogant, Li Ling wanted to go over and teach him a lesson, but before he could make any moves, the monk who had fought against the Ruijin clan with those soldiers just now greeted him and said coldly to Jin Ling: "The Holy Lord is indeed saying that no one dares to disobey his old man's orders in the entire continent, but today he is not allowed to leave the Heavenly Cliff. ”

"Why, Muxi, don't think that your cultivation is great, you must know that there are many people in the two races who have cultivated to the extreme. You can't challenge my authority as the patriarch of the Ruijin clan. ”

Li Ling walked up to them and asked, "What is the pole?"

Seeing that it was Li Ling who inquired, Jin Ling had no choice but to explain to him the so-called extreme cultivation.

The two clans on the continent have made themselves stronger by constantly exercising their physical bodies, and if they continue to cultivate, they will have the power to destroy the world with their every move, and finally they will vaguely sense the call of the upper realm. At this time, their cultivation is the strongest, which is called the extreme period.

Combined with the little fur and speculation he had comprehended in his cultivation, Li Ling knew that perhaps Mu Xi had reached the period of tribulation, and it was time to accept the test of the heavens.

"Seniors have survived?" asked Mu Xi, turning his head.

Mu Xi shook his head. The two patriarchs said to Li Ling in unison, "What is the Tribulation?"

"Eh, don't you know? The tribulation is a test of the heavens for the monks, such as a thunderbolt or something, if you succeed in surviving it, you will ascend to the upper realm to continue cultivating, and if you fail, you will be wiped out. ”

"No one on the continent has ever undergone this kind of test, and the clansmen who have reached the extreme stage have only two choices, either to wait for the excessive condensation of the true yuan in the body to cause the body to break through and die, or to make a little contribution to this continent with their own body blood sacrifice to the earth fire. Mu Xi looked at the entrance of the cave under the cliff, a little dry and melancholy.

Li Ling was very surprised that they did not have a Heavenly Tribulation here, you must know that the Heavenly Dao is everywhere, and being tested during the Tribulation Period is a universal natural law in the universe. How could they not have a catastrophe here, and the so-called blood sacrifice earth fire puzzled him even more.

When it came to the blood sacrifice and earth fire, the two patriarchs were silent, this was a big pain in their hearts, and in the end, Mu Xi stood up and explained to Li Ling.

Their Yuanmu and Ruijin clans didn't originally live on this continent, but they didn't know why they were placed in this harsh environment. Although they are very adaptable, the most basic conditions of survival are water and fire.

Fortunately, there are plenty of water sources on the mainland, and the high mountains and undulating land everywhere have created good conditions for the formation of rivers in the interior, and the two tribes can live on only the water of the river and the lake, not to mention that the land of the Ruijin clan has a wider ocean to provide a steady stream of water resources.

The middle-aged flames on the periphery of the Heavenly Cliff rose, and their Yuanmu clan's clan land not only had the thousand-foot-high Heavenly Mountain separating them from the Ruijin clan. There are also unknown formations blocking it, so don't even think about crossing it even if you are a high-level monk with an extreme period.

The only way to communicate between the two clans is through the cave under the cliff. However, this passage is occupied by extremely hot flames during the day, and it is only at night when the flames subside that the two sides can reach each other's territory. So the two tribes only need to guard against each other at night.

It stands to reason that the people of the Yuanmu clan should be grateful for the natural barrier of the Tiantian Mountain, but the matter is not so simple, their ancestors have lived on this continent for a period of time and found that the earth fire under the Tianshan Mountain is not endless, and the flames that rush out of the ground are slowly decreasing.

Without the Heavenly Tribulation, the two clans would have cut off the possibility of contact with the outside world. Wood can make fire, and after discussing with each other, the high-level leaders of the two clans decided that the Yuanmu clan would sacrifice a monk of the pole stage cultivation every hundred years to replenish the energy of the earth fire to ensure that they could continue to get enough flames.

In return, the Ruijin Clan not only promised to never be an enemy of the Yuanmu Clan, but also provided them with a certain number of yellow metal balls as food on a regular basis.

And the Sky Cliff has also transformed from a battlefield to a testing ground. The reconciliation between the two clans is known only to the high-level of the two clans, and the juniors tear each other apart here, although there are a few casualties, but they can maintain the combat strength of the two clans.

"Tomorrow is the day of Muxi's blood sacrifice to the earth fire, and I also ask the saint to bow before going to the temple of the Ruijin clan. Mu Xi finally said to Li Ling in a heavy tone.

"Why is it tomorrow, isn't there still two years to go?" Jin Ling was eager to know why they had changed their original plan. Could it be that the situation has changed again?

The patriarch of the Yuanmu clan shook his head, it was obvious that he didn't know why Muxi was acting in advance.

When the flames rose again, the people under the cliff were sad. When Li Ling and the others saw Mu Xi again, he was already waiting there calmly.

"Holy Lord, here are my cultivation techniques and some of my own cultivation experience, and please help me find a suitable successor outside the continent, so that it can also spread in other places. ”

Li Ling took the crystal ball handed over by Mu Xi and asked a little sadly: "Didn't you say that I could help you solve the problem, why don't you wait? Maybe things will change." ”

Mu Xi shook his head: "No need, I have already accepted my fate, I can not only make my clan profitable but also buy you a hundred years for the Holy Lord, I hope you can improve your strength as soon as possible in order to solve the problems of my clan." ”

"...... you?"

Li Ling hadn't figured out how to persuade Mu Xi, but he saw him suddenly turn around and rush towards the Heavenly Flame, and the blazing flames instantly devoured his body, disappearing in people's eyes little by little.

"Holy Lord, help ....... help us......"

When Mu Xi's voice gradually disappeared, everyone at the bottom of the cliff except Li Ling knelt down, feeling this sad atmosphere, he suddenly felt that the burden on his shoulders was very heavy.

Although he and Mu Xi had only known each other for less than a day, and had not yet confided their hearts to each other, Li Ling could understand its broad feelings, and he did not hesitate to sacrifice his spirit for the continuation of the race, perhaps it was because of this selfless dedication that his people could continue to survive in such a sinister environment.

For three whole days, Li Ling was guarding at the foot of the Heavenly Cliff, standing there motionless, and the True Yuan in his body slowly traveled far away, and the black and green air masses in the dantian were intertwined with each other and grew each other.

When the flames were rising again, he looked up to the sky and roared: "I must become stronger".

Then he whispered to himself: "I will, definitely." (To be continued......)