The great wilderness land, not under the mountain.

At the end of another hunting day, the Congenital Terran Shigekawa took the lead in the front of the group, and the scarred upper body was very dazzling in the light of the setting sun.

At this time, he shouldered a wrist-thick hemp rope, and behind the hemp rope, a wild bull as tall as a small mountain was entwined.

Looking at the looming fireworks at the foot of the Buzhou Mountain in the distance, Chongchuan wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, turned his head and yelled at the clansmen behind, "Work hard, you will be in the tribe soon!" ”

"Haha, Brother Chongchuan, why do you look like a witch clan than me!"

At this moment, a hearty laugh sounded, and not far from Chongchuan's side, several men with witch patterns on their faces were also dragging a few beasts, but compared to Chongchuan, they seemed much more relaxed.

Looking at Chongchuan, which exuded a strong barbaric atmosphere in the sunset, a man from the Xuanming Witch Clan sighed.

Hearing this, the other Wu men nodded in agreement, "And Brother Dayi, that archery technique is simply clean and neat, and every time it is a one-hit kill!" ”

Another Witch turned to look at a man with a grim face and a large bow on his back on the side of the group, his eyes full of color.

Although Chongchuan and Dayi in front of them were nothing compared to them in their cultivation realm, their temperament did not seem to be possessed by a mortal realm creature at all.

When Shigekawa fought with beasts hundreds or even thousands of times taller than his body, the violent aura he exuded was even more like a witch than a witch.

Although Dayi does not have the visual impact of Chongchuan, his thunderous strength has precision archery skills as thin as hair, which is the first time even for the well-informed Wu clan.

Hearing the admiration of these witch clans, Chongchuan grinned, revealing his white teeth, and the wild aura that came to his face made these witches seem to know the human race again.

Dayi still looked unsmiling, with a pair of eyes as calm as water on his knife-like cheeks.

Looking at the few witches who helped the Terran hunting team drag their prey, his eyes couldn't help but look towards the Buzhou Mountain under the sunset in the distance.

The magnificent and mysterious totem comes into view, holding the sun, moon and stars, the magnificent Qingluan spreads its wings, and the four long swords seem to run through the past and the future!

Since that day, Xuan Ming killed thousands of Wu clans who had bullied the human race, and the attitude of the entire Xuan Ming Wu clan towards the human race has changed one hundred and eighty degrees!

Not only does he lose his former arrogant attitude, but he will also put down his body and take the initiative to help the human race.

For example, this time when he went out hunting, four or five Wu clans who had cultivated to reach the realm of true immortals took the initiative to ask to join the hunting team.

Because the Zhisheng clan sensed the loosening of the realm, he rarely chose to retreat, and it was Dayi who led the hunting team this time.

Faced with the requests of several Wu clans, Dayi thought for a moment and agreed.

During this time, Dayi also saw the changes in the Wu Clan, and he knew very well that the change in the attitude of the Wu Clan was not because Xuan Ming angrily killed thousands of people.

All of this is because of their human race, and there is a backer that the Wu clan can never provoke!

Looking through a few clouds and mist, looking at the totems carved out by the human race little by little on the mountain wall, a trace of reverence flashed in Dayi's eyes.

The hunting party went out this time, and the number of casualties reached the lowest ever, and only a few dozen people were lost.

Without the protection of Lord Cang, Dayi couldn't imagine how the human race, which had gone through so many hardships and caused the number of people to plummet, could continue to survive in the dangerous and abnormal wilderness!

"Tell the people to come out and get food, this time, everyone has a share!"

Shigekawa's rough voice pulled Dayi back to reality from his thoughts, and after a long journey of several days and nights, the hunting party finally returned to the outside of the town.

Shaking his head, Dayi was about to withdraw his gaze, but suddenly, as if he had seen something, his brows furrowed slightly.

Under the sunset, I saw that around the totem that exuded a mysterious and ancient atmosphere, I don't know when it actually glowed with a faint scarlet!

Wisps of black mist emerged from the scarlet and slowly spread towards the entire totem!

"What is this?"

......

"Your name is God?"

The voice that was so cold that it seemed to have no emotion sounded from a monstrous demon shadow, and looking at the young man in front of him who was shrouded in a faint golden light, Luo Hu smiled.

"A great name."

Shaking his head, the darkness that could devour all the light in the world suddenly rose from behind Luo Hu and gradually covered Tang Hao's entire consciousness space.

"I was thinking of using the blood of hundreds of millions of people to open up the passage for me to return to the flood wilderness, but I didn't expect that you guy is so confident that he dares to devour even a wisp of my will."

Rahu's voice echoed in this dark space, and the next moment a pitch-black ocean rose under his feet, the waves tumbled and collided, and continued to wash towards a figure not far away.

Looking at the primordial true demon in front of him who seemed to come from the deepest part of hell, Tang Hao's brows tightened.

At first, he just wanted to use the Xuantian Nine Transformation to absorb Ning Fengzi's attack, and by the way, improve the Xuan power in his body.

Who would have thought that the fireball that looked extremely hot actually contained a trace of extremely cold aura!

This aura was filled with all kinds of negative emotions, and before Tang Hao had time to react, Xuantian Nine Changes automatically took it into his body.

The dark tide continued to wash over Tang Hao's will incarnation, as if he wanted to assimilate him.

Looking at the demon shadow in front of him that seemed to come from the deepest part of the darkness, Tang Hao spoke, "Demon Ancestor... Rahu? ”

On the surface, Tang Hao still has a calm face, but his heart has already set off turbulent waves.

Damn it!

I actually met the legendary Demon Ancestor Rahu!

Why does this terrifying existence appear on the banks of the small Luoshui River?

What does it mean to sacrifice hundreds of millions of people to open the way to return to the flood?

"Yes, it's me."

It seemed that Luo Hu also knew that he couldn't swallow Tang Hao's consciousness for a while, so he didn't mind chatting with Tang Hao more.

After all, there are few people in this world who can talk to him on an equal footing.

Looking at Tang Hao, who was surrounded by countless dark wills, but with a calm and breezy face, Rahu's face hidden in the darkness began to emerge gradually.

An ordinary face showed a hint of interest, "I have been to many other worlds in the past, but those worlds are still a little worse than the flood wilderness after all." ”

With a shallow smile on his face, Rahu waved his hand, and the stone table and stone bench appeared out of thin air on the dark sea.

"I'm curious about what kind of world can cultivate a strong person of your level."

Stretching out his hand, Luo Hu motioned for Tang Hao to take a seat, and from beginning to end, there was a faint smile on his face.

After a moment of silence, Tang Hao moved his steps and came to the stone table and sat down.

The ocean under the feet of the two had subsided, but there were still countless dark runes around them, which were constantly impacting towards the golden light around Tang Hao's body.

"You're just a wisp of will, so sure you can refine me?" After taking his seat, Tang Hao raised his eyes slightly.

Looking at the countless dark runes, a mysterious pattern flashed in his pupils, and the next moment, an extremely domineering aura appeared in the consciousness space, and began to chase those dark runes.

"Xuantian Nine Changes?"

Looking at the domineering aura of chasing the dark runes, Luo Hu smiled and didn't care, and continued, "I'm a wisp of will, but why aren't you? ”

A set of tea sets suddenly appeared on the stone table, and Luo Hu personally poured a full cup for Tang Hao, "Those guys are trying to prevent me from coming back, but how do they know that the flood is no longer the flood wilderness it once was." ”

A teacup is an ordinary teacup, and the tea is also an ordinary tea.

Looking at Tang Hao, who frowned slightly, Luo Hu picked up the teacup, and a trace of extremely deep light flashed in his ordinary eyes: "Although there are some places where you can't even see through me, you are from outside the realm after all, and your true body is far away." ”

"I know I may not be able to beat you, but this is where I was born."

The implication is that although Tang Hao is mysterious, he is just a projection of consciousness after all.

And the Demon Ancestor, as a creature born in the wilderness, has an innate advantage.

"Actually, I can not devour this wisp of your will, but ......"

Luo Hu paused slightly, drank the tea in the cup, "You have to promise me not to meddle in this matter." ”

"Killing together, it should last forever!"