In less than a thousand years, when almost all countries were powerless to resist demons, the human race was able to survive in the eyes of demons.

It's just that this path doesn't have the ability to prolong life, and it's not as good as cultivating immortals and having many magical powers, and cultivating to the depths can live forever.

"The swordsmanship is average, I don't dare to call the grandmaster, by the way, what is the name of this place, I came from overseas, and I am not very familiar with the precious land, can you bother the Taoist friends to introduce it to me?"

"You say you're from overseas?

The basilisk's eyes widened in surprise.

"Middle-earth Continent is surrounded by a storm sea, and there are ancient seals on the sea, even the most powerful demon king in the world can't cross the storm sea to reach the outside world, how did you get in, aren't you tricking me?!"

It turned out that this place was Middle-earth, and Bihua was also shocked in her heart.

The spiritual cyclone that he encountered in the Western Sea actually sent him into the legendary isolated Middle-earth.

This place is not in her setting, nearly 10,000 years of time, what happened in Middle-earth, Bihua as the author knows nothing.

"Let's talk as we go inside. ”

There were a lot of questions to ask, and Bihua didn't waste time walking into the hole carved out with her sword while talking to the snake demon.

Under Bihua's earnest inducement, the snake demon unconsciously turned everything he knew upside down.

Based on what he knew, he stumbled through the history of Middle-earth that he had heard from the Great Demon Senior.

The snake demon is not a human race, although he does not like cannibalism, but he has no aversion to the behavior of other demon clans to eat people to replenish the power of demons.

When he describes the demons killing the Terrans in war, he often shows off the demons' victories and how vulnerable the Terrans are. Listening to Bihua's complicated feelings, unprovoked heaviness.

Although the tragic situation in Middle-earth was not her fault, it is inseparable from the act of carrying Middle-earth in her essays when she wrote her book.

If she had set it up seriously at that time and wrote everything to a peaceful and beautiful ending, would the Terrans in Middle-earth not have such a tragic history?

Bihua pursed her lips tightly, and her voice was a little harsh:

"Don't the Terrans have the power to resist?"

The snake demon was bent on boasting about demons, and was on the rise, listening to Bihua's question, she remembered that she was a human race and not a demon, and couldn't help but feel a little weak, and said:

"No, there are martial arts masters in the human race, and it's not that they don't have the power to resist at all. For the sake of the taste of what you give, I'll tell you. ”

It turned out that after the Middle-earth Continent was cut off from the aura, there was a genius who opened up a path of martial cultivation, and ordinary mortals could gain strength by polishing their bodies, cultivating their physical bodies, and cultivating their qi.

It's just that this kind of power system is extremely hard to cultivate, even if it is a genius with excellent qualifications, it takes several years of hard training in the cold and summer to be able to cultivate a trace of true qi, and it takes more time to boil up the body, practice martial arts diligently, and if you want to turn your true qi into gang, it must not be obtained for decades.

This is a bit like the popular martial arts movies that Bihua had seen in her previous life, with profound martial arts, martial arts and martial artists who have become grandmasters, flying flowers and leaves can hurt people, and grass, rocks and trees can retreat from the enemy.

Moreover, this true Gang qi is out of his own body, not relying on the power of the outside world, it is extremely pure, and there is naturally a kind of majestic righteousness, which is the most restrained by demons and evil.

Some people introduced this way into the army, let countless sergeants practice and practice, and through the arrangement of troops, the thousands of sergeants cultivated the Gang Qi into one, and when they went into battle to retreat from the enemy, the overwhelming righteousness, all evils avoided and all laws did not invade, so that ordinary demons had to be discouraged and did not dare to infringe.

Everything this snake demon knew was heard from the great demon predecessors who transformed him, and many places were not clearly described.

Bihua heard some flaws in his words, and after asking carefully, she realized that this snake demon was just talking big.

Bihua rubbed her brows, and suddenly felt a little itchy in her hand holding the sword.

The snake demon was so frightened by her sudden cold breath that his tail shrunk, and after witnessing the power of Bihua's sword, he no longer dared to pretend to be so arrogant at the beginning.

He leaned his body against the cold stone wall of the aisle, cautiously watched Bihua's every move, hissed up the letter, and changed the topic: "It's here in front, aren't you worried about that little white man, asking so much for what." ”

The Bassilish's cave is at an angled downward and leads into the belly of the mountain.

The aisle is deep and tortuous, nine curves and eighteen bends, and it didn't take long to see the light coming in, and it was hard to believe that when Bihua called out at the entrance of the cave at the beginning, the snake demon could actually sense that he came out of the cave so quickly.

The stone walls on both sides of the aisle are cold and smooth, and the strange stalactites above are densely scattered along the aisle, hanging down from the top of the head, and are broken a lot by Bihua's sword, and the stone is dripping with water, falling down drop by drop, splashing with an ethereal sound, and the part that is shaken down is scattered on the ground in pieces, blocking the way.

Bihua led the snake demon in front, and the snake demon opened the way disapprerovingly, and swept the rubble aside with a twitch of his tail.

The cave was small at first, but gradually opened up after hundreds of steps, and there was a faint roar of water, and the moist water vapor mixed with a faint smell of blood escaped between the mouth and nose.

Walking down again, the sound of the water became clearer and clearer, and the aisle became more and more wide, and after about sixty or seventy steps, the scene in front of me suddenly opened up.

The first thing that catches your eye is a waterhole, which covers an area of about half an acre.

The water of the pool has a dark red color, and the smell of blood that I have smelled before is coming from this pool.

But the strange thing is that the blood collected by the snake demon is mixed in it, and after so many times, it has still not been diluted by the flowing water. The pool was flowing and blistering with strings of bubbles.

The formations arranged around the waterhole absorbed the blood of the pool, condensed the essence of it, and steamed out bits of bright red light to float above the pool. These red points of light spread all over the surface of the lake, like fireflies on a summer night, dense and numerous.

The belly of the mountain is actually hollow, and no sunlight shines in, and this bright red point of light is like lighting a circle of red candles, making the cave full of a layer of dim light, which looks strange and charming.