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The speed of the collapse of the space-time corridor accelerated, and the stone sky struggled, as if it had fallen into a deep quagmire, and it seemed to be pinched in the palm of the palm by a giant, constantly squeezing, and the muscles and bones clicked.

In the corridor, time fragments were like rain, and he vaguely saw the continuous reckless mountains, with fierce beasts galloping, ancient trees curving, clear springs and waterfalls, and birds like eagles.

Shi Kong coughed up blood, his consciousness gradually blurred, he finally understood why so many people walked in here and never returned, even if they were great martial artists, most of them had the power of death and lifelessness, and the power of time and space distortion was enough to wipe out a living being.

At the last moment before his sanity sank, Shi Kong took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom and crushed it, a drop of crystal was as bright as a red glow, and the blood was swallowed into his stomach in one gulp.

Rumble!

Then, an indescribable, vast sea of blood burst out, spurting out along more than 36,000 pores of the body, and there were bursts of dragon groans, which sounded in the depths of my mind......

......

The eastern wilderness, the ancient country of water clouds.

Luming tribe, Qinglian clan.

This is a big river in the north of Luming Mountain, the river water is clear and clean, the water and grass are abundant, a head has a single horn, the shape is like an elk, but the whole body is like ink, and the strange beast with purple markings draws water on the bank, leisurely.

The sky is blue, the sun is shining, and it is peaceful and quiet.

Boom!

Suddenly, a sharp sound of breaking the air sounded, breaking the calm by the river.

Roar!

By the river, the seemingly tame unicorn was alarmed, and they all roared in unison, and the sharp teeth hidden in their mouths were suddenly exposed.

Call!

Sensing the danger, a unicorn leaped like the wind, but a streamer of light pierced its throat and splattered blood three feet high.

Boom!

The body of the beast with a length of feet fell to the ground, dozens of feet away, in the barren grass several feet high, several figures rushed out, led by a burly middle-aged man, with a sleeveless blue cloth coat, holding a black bow in his hand, beside him, several teenagers who looked eleven or twelve years old were full of excitement, surrounding the man and gossiping.

"Uncle Seven, your archery skills are really amazing!"

"This is a horned deer, the most keen, the fur is tough, you can't hide it at all, Uncle Seven, you killed with one arrow, this is the internal force trained to the spleen, has the Divine Fire Realm reached the fourth step?

"I can let go of my stomach at night! Eat a few more meals, and I will definitely be able to train my internal strength!"

"Qingwu, you know how to eat, your Qinglian swordsmanship is still incoherent, and it is impossible for the Luming tribe to be favored by the Luming tribe if you practice internal strength!"

......

Looking at the few teenagers in front of him, the middle-aged man Seventh Uncle slapped the back of the head of the young man who was called Qingwu and was a little stunned, and scolded with a smile: "It's not, you don't grow up at all, okay, go and get the prey, let's go back quickly, otherwise the bloody atmosphere will be pervasive, and it will be difficult to deal with the desolate beasts that have attracted more than three years." ”

The beaten young man Qingwu scratched his head a little embarrassed, he knew his own family affairs, and it was good for him to eat meat and practice internal strength, as soon as he practiced swordsmanship, his mind was a mess, and he often handed out a move, and he didn't know what the next move was, so this swordsmanship practice was the worst among his peers.

The middle-aged man saw it in his eyes and shook his head helplessly, he was a teenager and didn't know when he would be able to know.

Immediately, the group waded through the knee-high river and came to the opposite bank, where three or four teenagers lifted hundreds of kilograms of horned deer, each like a little cheetah waiting to be fed, full of energy.

"Uncle Seven, there are people!"

"Suppressed by the horned deer, could it be that we injured him by mistake?"

Suddenly, several teenagers exclaimed, the middle-aged man's eyes were sharp, he took a few steps forward, and suddenly saw a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy lying quietly on the overwhelming river grass, the young man was covered in blood, his clothes were ragged, and he could see the flesh and skin that had collapsed, as if he had been hit hard, but even so, in his arms, he was still holding an iron sword wrapped in black cloth.

"After ten years of iron sword, it can only be regarded as ordinary, coarse cloth robe, there should be no big identity, there is only my Qinglian clan's village in the north of Luming Mountain, ordinary people generally do not come here, most of them are young people who go out to visit famous teachers, fantasizing about getting adventures, ascending to the sky in one step, and becoming a famous grandmaster in the Eastern Wilderness. ”

The middle-aged man had a judgment in his heart, and he was still a little uneasy, and said: "Carry him back with him, but before entering the village, go to the holy statue first, and ask the saint to distinguish the bloodline of the human race, so as not to cause a big mistake due to a change in the alien race." ”

"Uncle Seven, don't worry!

As soon as they heard the saint and the alien race, several teenagers glanced at each other, their eyes were shining, in the eastern wilderness, there were a few teenagers who did not yearn for a life of happiness and revenge, and then they could kill the aliens, protect the human race, and be included in the Book of Mountains and Seas, and this life would be worth it.

The minds of several teenagers, the middle-aged man's seventh uncle didn't understand it, and he didn't break it, just like back then, he also came over like this, but the longing was beautiful, the martial arts were difficult, looking at the entire Eastern Wilderness, how many years did it take to produce a saint, the land of the five wildernesses, and the thirty-six names on the holy list have not changed for many years.

Immediately, the three young men lifted the horned deer, and the stunned young man Qingwu carried the unconscious young man on his back, he wanted to carry the sword on the other party's back, but found that he couldn't break it open, and was held in his arms.

"As for it?"

Qingwu rolled his eyes, he had several swords like this at home.

The footsteps of a group of people are very fast, even if they carry hundreds of kilograms of prey, and then carry a person, several teenagers are also walking on the ground, not long after, a few people through a barren grassland, and then jumped over an old forest, they came to a green mountain, at the foot of the mountain, is a small and not small village, surrounded by huge stones to build a fence, the village is full of smoke, far away, a few teenagers smelled the rice fragrance, and unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, among them, especially the young Qingwu is the most, he carried people with one hand, and quickly wiped the corners of his mouth as if he was a thief with a weak heart。

"I saw it, Qingwu was drooling!" A teenager coaxed, and he had already noticed his movements.

"Haha, Qingwu, you are really a starving ghost reincarnated!" the other two teenagers immediately laughed.

"You bastard boy!" Uncle Seven, a middle-aged man, couldn't laugh or cry, but he quickly straightened his face and said, "Let's go, please ask the sage to distinguish the bloodline, and don't enter the village first." ”

"Yes, Uncle Seven. Several teenagers saw Uncle Seven's face, and they all put away their temperament, and responded in unison.

......

As if he had been asleep for a long time, his consciousness slowly recovered, Shi Kong's body was soft, and he couldn't lift his energy, it didn't seem to be in his body, and he didn't know how long it took for him to gradually feel it, his body gradually regained control, and the lost strength returned point by minute.

Slowly opening his eyes, he found himself in a stone house, with a simple wooden bed underneath, and covered with an unknown animal skin, which was extremely warm.

The body is still soft, and he can't get up yet, his eyes turn, on the stone wall, a cyan strong bow comes into view, and there are several long swords, all of which are glowing with a cold cold light, in Shikong's opinion, although it is not alloy casting, it is a first-class blade, looking at the texture of the sword body, it is somewhat similar to his Mingyue sword.

"You're awake!"

At this moment, a young man walked in, who looked to be only eleven or twelve years old, but his muscles and bones were extremely strong, and he held in his hand a sea bowl the size of a human head, filled with hot pieces of meat that were as crystal as snowflakes.

It smells so good!

Shi Kong was immediately attracted, since he was a child, he had never seen such meat, it was extremely delicate, plus his body was weak, his spirit was sluggish, and the hunger in his stomach was difficult to suppress, so he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

The young man scratched his head, put the bowl on the side of the bed, and said a little embarrassed: "My name is Qingwu, you have been hit hard, Uncle Seven has shown you, your muscles and bones have been traumatized, and there are many bone cracks, this bowl of horned venison was ordered by Uncle Seventh to bring it to me, and you can get better quickly after you eat it." ”

"Thank you. ”

Shi Kong barely supported himself, Qingwu suddenly showed a simple smile when he heard this, and became more and more embarrassed, and said: "You eat first, it's not good for us to say it, we hurt you when we hunted the horned deer." ”

His eyes moved slightly, Shi Kong didn't say anything, just shook his head, then sat up, grabbed a piece of horned venison and stuffed it into his mouth, although he was on guard in his heart, but now it is the most important thing to recover his strength.

The snow-white and crystalline flesh melts in the mouth, and in a blink of an eye, it turns into a warm air current, spreading from the chest and abdomen, seeping into the muscles and bones, and drilling into the skin and flesh. (Ask for recommendation votes, ask for collections, the first chapter of the opening book is a little difficult to write, forgive me for being late.) ）