The vast mountains, the peaks and peaks, are endless, like an endless dragon winding and undulating.

The ravines crisscross and crisscross, like the veins of the earth, deep and shallow, intricately intertwined.

The Wenmang Mountains seem to be the junction of heaven and earth, boundless, and immeasurable and vast.

As the grass and trees swayed, the entire mountain seemed to tremble, and the momentum was magnificent.

Among the ten thousand ravines, monsters are rampant, and the trees are vulnerable.

The birds on the top of the mountains hit the sky, and the stars in the night sky are lightless.

The huge bright moon hangs high, but it can't illuminate the deep mountains and forests, and can only sprinkle mottled moon shadows, adding a bit of mystery and weirdness.

From time to time in the depths of the mountains, the roars of wild beasts and the singing of birds can be heard, and the sound echoes in the empty valleys, making people's hearts palpitate.

A few soft lights loomed, as if playing with the night breeze, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, revealing a small village.

Inside the village, wooden houses are scattered and scattered, and the roofs are covered with thick moss and broken tiles, as if telling the vicissitudes of time.

Between the houses, there are narrow and winding paths, lined with wildflowers and weeds, and occasionally a few busy animals can be seen shuttling through them.

There is a pristine and serene atmosphere everywhere.

Most of the villagers were already asleep, and only a dozen middle-aged men and women were still busy.

They were dressed in rough animal skins and cloth clothes, and their hands skillfully handled the corpses of several demon beasts.

These are the trophies they hunted today, although they were not killed by their own hands, but being able to snatch these prey from the mouths of high-level demon beasts is enough to prove their agility and courage.

The only storage bag in the village is so precious in the light that it can barely hold the harvest.

The cultivation of middle-aged men and women is generally not high, and most of them stay in the Yuan Force Realm and the Void Realm, which is already the strongest combat power in the village.

In the Wenmang Mountain Range, fifth-level demon beasts are rampant, and it is not easy for them to survive in this land.

"Roar!"

In the depths of the dark mountain forest, a beast roar like thunder suddenly sounded, which shocked people's hearts.

However, when the sound reached the outskirts of the village, it instantly became much weaker, as if it was blocked by an invisible force.

Huge birds hovering over the village, their wings flapping into a strong storm, but they did not dare to fall into the village easily.

This village seems to contain some kind of mysterious power, so that these high-level demon beasts dare not approach easily.

With the faint lights in the village and the not-so-bright moonlight in the sky, it was vaguely apparent that the village was perched on a huge vine.

The vine was so thick that it spiraled like a dragon, holding the village in the air.

The criss-crossing paths in the village, as well as the avenue leading to the outside world at the entrance of the village, are all huge rattans.

The rattan is tough, carrying the weight of the village and guarding the safety of the villagers.

After disposing of the corpses of the demon beasts, the middle-aged men and women returned to their respective wooden houses and turned off the lights.

As night wore on, the village fell silent.

There was only the occasional chirping of insects and the rustling of leaves.

The peaceful and tranquil village shrouded in a layer of mysterious power has become a pure land in the Wenmang Mountains.

Early morning.

On the top of the mountains, wisps of morning glow sprinkled like golden ribbons, enveloping the entire small mountain village in a brilliant light.

In the window of the wooden house, immature little heads poked out one after another.

The children took two deep breaths of fresh air in the morning glow, their faces full of innocence and expectation.

As the morning light greets each other, the children rush out of the wooden door like birds, eager to plunge into the new day.

Under the careful guidance of the adults, they began to exercise their physique and cultivate their vitality, and every movement seemed so serious and powerful.

For the children, as long as they can break through to the sixth level of the Qi Refining Realm, they will have the opportunity to follow the adults to the world outside the village to explore.

Although they have heard that the world outside the village is dangerous since they were children, the curiosity and longing for the unknown world fills their hearts with anticipation.

In the early morning full of vitality and hope, every child in the small mountain village is welcoming the new day in their own way, looking forward to the beautiful and exciting future.

"Village chief, it's been a few months, and I'm afraid the young man won't wake up."

A middle-aged man said worriedly to the old man in rough clothes and white hair beside him.

The old man shook his head slowly, his eyes flashed with a deep light, and he said in a deep voice, "I expect him to wake up in a few days." ”

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he laughed honestly: "Village chief, don't sell it, tell me about it......"

Although this village chief can't cultivate the Yuan, his understanding of the cultivation of the Yuan is even deeper than that of them.

They have benefited greatly from the guidance of the village chief.

"I told you before, that kid is no ordinary person." The village chief spoke slowly, his eyes showing a look of remembrance, "You were not in the village at the time, only I saw that scene at the entrance of the village.

The moment the space was torn apart, the entire mountain forest seemed to tremble, and that powerful force seemed to swallow everything.

"The Fuji Emperor, who guards the village, also seems powerless in the face of this force, and can barely maintain its suppressive power.

This scene is enough to prove how amazing the power of spatial teleportation experienced by that young man.

"He was just a young man whose physical strength was equivalent to that of an ordinary Yuan Shen Realm, but he was able to survive under the power of this space, which couldn't help but make people marvel at the excellence of his talent.

"Such an extraordinary qualification is definitely beyond the cultivation of an ordinary sect.

"It's very likely that he is a disciple of the head of a huge sect.

"There may even be a deeper background and secret ......"

"Village Chief, you're going to ...... away again"

The middle-aged man interrupted the village chief's words and couldn't help but remind.

The old man was not a native of the small mountain village.

Fifty years ago, he was rescued by Emperor Fuji by mistake and settled in this mysterious village.

Because of his deep research on the way of cultivating the yuan, he was elected by the villagers as the village head, and this time is nearly 50 years.

For the people of the village, the world beyond the mountains is a place full of unknowns and mysteries.

They have lived on this land since childhood, and the farthest they have reached is a huge waterfall fifty miles outside the village.

Therefore, they all relied on the village chief's narration about the outside world.

The middle-aged man has listened to the story of the village chief for decades.

The depictions and legends of the outside world had been memorized by heart, and he could almost memorize them backwards.

Although these stories are familiar, he is still curious and yearning for the words of the village chief.

I look forward to the day when I will be able to explore the unknown world for myself.

The old man laughed lightly, his eyes revealed a little relief, and said slowly: "I originally thought that kid might not escape death.

"However, his body's ability to heal itself was beyond my expectations.

"A few days ago, his injuries have basically healed.

"I estimate that in the next two days, I should wake up."

The middle-aged man's eyes widened, and his face was full of incredulity: "Really?

"Such a serious injury, how can it be repaired by itself?"

In fact, the middle-aged man went out early and returned late every day, and was busy hunting, and he never looked at it again except for a quick glance on the day when the young man first fell into the entrance of the village.

After all, in everyone's opinion, the young man's injuries were so serious that he almost certainly died.

At this time, the hunting team in the village had already assembled and began to beckon the middle-aged people to set off.

The middle-aged man hurriedly said to the village chief, "Village chief, it's time for us to go."

"When I come back in the evening, I'll definitely come to your place to see him."

The village chief nodded and instructed, "Go ahead, remember not to go too far, safety is the most important thing." ”

The well-respected old village chief in the small mountain village is named Li Yuanlong.

Although most of the people in the village did not know his original name, the title of "village chief" has been deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts.

He is sixty-five this year, and because he is unable to cultivate the yuan, the traces of time are especially obvious on his face, and he is much older than his peers.

Although people who are unable to cultivate the Yuan can theoretically live to be 100 years old, it is generally believed that being able to live to the age of 70 is considered a high life.

Therefore, for the village chief, in a few years, when he enters the threshold of 70 years old, he may also usher in the end of his life.

In the village chief's humble wooden house, a young man lay on a wooden bed.

He was dressed in coarse cloth and had a handsome face, but at the moment he fell into a deep coma.

The young man was Li Yuan, who was teleported here through the Lingyun Order.

A few months ago, he broke through the space and came to this mysterious mountain village.

The whole body was in tatters, drenched in blood, there was not a single intact skin on the body, the bones were white, and the injuries were extremely tragic.

Under the careful care of the village chief, with his strong self-repair ability, Li Yuan's injuries miraculously healed.

Now, there is no sign of injury on his body, and his skin is as smooth as ever, but he is still unconscious.

The people of the village were amazed by Li Yuan's ability to recover, and at the same time, they were full of respect for the village chief's superb medical skills.

………

Under the boundless black curtain, the sky is like a huge inkstone, deep and mysterious.

Suddenly, a violent wind rose and thundered, and endless thunder rolled in the dark sky.

The thunder is like a giant dragon, winding and circling, churning and roaring.

Their roar was deafening, echoing through the infinite heavens and the earth.

The red and black fog spread from the nine heavens, carrying an aura of destruction, as if it was about to swallow the whole world.

In the thick fog, there was an infinite amount of black and red thunder, like a fire that destroyed the world, burning the sky.

The space trembled under this force, and cracks were like huge black centipedes, covering the entire sky, as if they were about to tear the world apart completely.

High in the sky, countless yuan patterns quietly emerged, they were as bright as the stars, containing endless mysteries.

These patterns are intertwined and interconnected, forming a vast array.

The array slowly closed, like an invisible hand, holding the entire sky in the palm of his hand.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to be plunged into chaos and darkness.

Only the roar of thunder and the spread of red and black fog became the only light in this dark world.

"Qiankun, the Great Array of Burning Yuan and Killing God has been completed, and the Pestle of Destroying Yuan God is sacrificed."

A majestic and majestic voice came from the thick red and black mist.

"Boom—"

As the words echoed, thunder rang out, and the whole world trembled.

The brontosaurus in the red-black fog surged even more frantically, their roars piercing through the gold-cracked stones.

The thunder revealed a dull and sluggish feeling.

Suddenly, several thunder dragons broke through the thick red and black fog like cotton wool, revealing a majestic figure that reached the sky.

The mouth of the ding was open, and the nine-colored divine fire inside was blazing, enveloping a cylindrical divine object, and a brilliant light flowed on it.

Under the light, the entire heavenly dome trembled, as if it could not withstand the pressure of the gods.

As the red and black fog gradually faded, a blood-red artifact that was hundreds of miles long slowly emerged.

It was stout at both ends, slender in the middle, and flowing with a hazy blood-colored glow on it, boundless.

The aura of the artifact was pervasive, with an unrivaled coercion, and it was suppressed, as if it wanted to bring the entire heaven and earth under its control.

The Yuan Destroying Divine Pestle broke out from the Tongtian Giant Ding, and ten thousand blood-red thunder dragons lingered on it.

These thunder dragons hovered and flew in the air, like messengers of the guardian spirits.

Finally, the Yuan Destroying God Pestle was suspended in the center of the Burning Yuan Zhu God Great Array, echoing with the surrounding Yuan patterns, forming a huge and mysterious power field.

The entire heaven and earth seemed to freeze at this moment, leaving only the blood-red artifact and the roar of the thunder dragon echoing.

Suddenly, a terrifying energy surged in the great array, converging towards the Extinction Divine Pestle like a violent torrent.

The whole world seemed to tremble under the influence of this energy.

At the same time, above the sky, Dao figures appeared out of thin air, and they exuded a powerful aura, as if the gods had descended from the earth.

One of the black figures is particularly eye-catching.

He was shrouded in a hazy black light, unable to see his face clearly, and his feet were in the void, and the aura he emitted was terrifying.

The black figure looked down at the blue-blue moire-robed man below, and let out a hideous roar:

"With the Extinction Divine Pestle blessed by the Burning Yuan Divine Array, see who can save you.

"Thou shalt devour this day."

In the face of this roar, the blue figure did not show the slightest fear.

He was under the Great Array, shrouded in colorful divine radiance, as if he was in a mysterious protective cover.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a disdainful smile, and he mocked:

"Not bad, not bad.

"In order to kill me alone, your twelve divine bones have joined forces to refine the Burning Yuan Divine Array, and it really costs you."

"As long as I can get rid of you, no matter how big the price is, it will be worth it."

At this moment, an old and firm voice sounded in the sky, like an ancient echo, piercing through the clouds and reaching people's hearts.

As the old and firm voice fell, the black figure let out a soft shout: "Go!" ”

Immediately, the Yuan Destroying Divine Pestle surrounded by 10,000 blood-red thunder dragons, under the blessing of the powerful power of the Burning Yuan Divine Array, fell like an alien object from the sky, overwhelming the mountains and seas, and pressed towards the blue figure.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to change color, and that destructive force made people despair.

And the blue figure was not afraid in the face of this force.

He muttered, "Is this the end?" ”

(End of chapter)