The Abyss Continent is vast and boundless, and the central area lies across a ridge, called the Great Wilderness Ridge.

On the Great Wilderness Ridge, there is a forest, shrouded in black fog all year round, here is the horned people who have been powerful for thousands of years, the last territory in the abyss, the Black Mist Forest.

From time to time, the low roar of the desolate beast could be heard in the black mist forest, and the smell of blood was faintly heard in the air. On a tree twenty zhang high, more than a dozen horned people were lying on the branches five feet above the ground, paying attention to the surrounding movements, and on the huge trees, the horned people looked extremely small.

"Bei Lieyang, when are we going down?" asked a fair-faced Horned Terran boy who poked his companion next to him and asked in a low voice. The horned man named Bei Lieyang pressed his finger to his lips, shh

A bloodstained forest marten swept out quickly, long without the grace and calmness of the past, behind it, chasing a fierce tiger, the tiger was a foot long, ribs with wings, and the tiger's eyes were full of banter. This tiger is none other than the Hurricane Tiger, a beast with sharp teeth and sharp teeth, which is incredibly fast, roaming the jungle and often engaging in battles with the Horned Humans.

When the horned people saw the Hurricane Tiger, their faces showed solemn expressions, and they clenched the weapons in their hands tightly, not daring to make a sound. The Hurricane Tiger suddenly raised his head, looked vigilantly at the big tree where the boy was hiding, and slowed down.

The forest marten, which was eager to escape, did not slow down, and disappeared into the dense forest in an instant, and the hurricane tiger let out a low roar, getting closer and closer to the big tree. There was a thick murderous aura in the air, and the flow of time seemed to be slowing down.

Bei Lieyang raised his eyebrows and shouted: "Since you collided, then let's start a war, Qiu Fuji will follow me, and the rest of the people will shoot arrows in the trees and kill this Hurricane Tiger!"

As he spoke, Bei Lieyang waved his spear and jumped down from the tree, and his sturdy figure swept a few zhang away obliquely, and swooped straight at the Hurricane Tiger. A young man of the Horned Tribesman with an indifferent face, silently sliding down the trunk of a tree to the ground, sweeping towards the battlefield like a snake, this person is Qiu Fuji.

The essence of Qiu Bu's second hand flickered, and a two-foot-long short sword swallowed the aura of Forest, cutting through the faint black mist, like lightning in the dark night. On the big tree, a crisp woman's voice sounded, "Shoot in all directions according to the tribe, Nanxun, you and I cover the scorching sun." ”

The woman who spoke opened her bow like a full moon, and a powerful arrow left the string and shot fiercely at the hurricane tiger. The Northern Sun seemed to have an eye behind him, and with the movement of the bow and arrow, the spear stabbed sharply, directly taking the left eye of the Hurricane Tiger. On the other side, Qiu Fuji, who was holding a short sword, slashed towards the wings of the Hurricane Tiger.

The Hurricane Tiger roared in anger and leaped forward, its tail sweeping away, its claws slamming into the spear of the Northern Sun. With a "bang", the spear swung away, and the Northern Sun leaped backwards, and the powerful arrow appeared in front of the Hurricane Tiger with great accuracy, blocking its pursuit route.

Bei Lieyang's numb wrist trembled, shook his spear, and pounced again. Qiu Fuji's body leaped vertically, strangely dodging the tiger's tail, and with a touch of the tiger's body, a bloody light appeared, and a terrifying wound opened on the wings of the hurricane tiger, and the short sword could easily cut through the tenacious wings of the hurricane tiger, which was obviously a divine blade.

The Hurricane Tiger turned its head and pounced on Qiu Fuji, a pair of fierce eyes full of hideousness. Qiu Fuji's body did not leave the hurricane tiger three feet, brandished a short sword, and stabbed the tiger with a move, but unfortunately in a hurry, the strength was not enough. The hurricane tiger howled, and the mountains and forests were violated, and the northern sun shouted: "This beast is calling its companions, kill it quickly!"

As he spoke, Bei Lieyang took a deep breath, ravaged up, and stabbed the Hurricane Tiger in the left rib with a spear. One shot made a meritorious effort, piercing more than two feet, the hurricane tiger swept the tiger's tail, and with a muffled sound, the northern scorching sun was hit horizontally more than a zhang, fell to the ground, and the spear was inserted in the hurricane tiger's body, trembling.

Two girls leaped down from the tree, and the one in front was the woman who had just shot an arrow. As she ran, her bow was full, and another arrow was fired, hitting the Hurricane Tiger in the forehead. The Hurricane Tiger's forehead was so tough that the arrow only shot a shallow bloody hole in the tiger's skin, and it fell into the dust.

The woman screamed, "Nanxun, you take care of Lieyang, I'll kill this beast." ”

Nanxun pounced on Bei Lieyang's side, and while drawing his bow on guard, he shouted, "Aya, be careful." ”。

In the distance, there was a tiger roar in the mountains and forests, and the sound was rapidly approaching. Regardless of its injuries, the Hurricane Tiger suddenly accelerated, and the attack became more ferocious, and as it moved, blood splattered out, blooming patches of blood on the black-gray earth.

Qiu Fuji's figure flickered, and suddenly appeared in front of the Hurricane Tiger, the short sword waved, and another deep scar cracked on the tiger's body, the Hurricane Tiger shook his hips and hit hard, and Qiu Fuji followed a series of heels, rolling to avoid.

At this time, Bei Lieyang had already stood up, knowing that at a critical moment, if he couldn't kill the hurricane tiger in front of him, he fled quickly, and was entangled by the fierce tigers that came to help, and the horned boys would suffer heavy casualties. Bei Lieyang shouted in a low voice: "Give me the bow, put on the rune arrow!"

Nan Xun took the longbow and pulled out an arrow from the quiver, the shaft was jet black, the arrow was three inches long, and a few faint runes were faintly flashing on it. Bei Lieyang took the bow and arrow, pulled the bow to the limit in an instant, and shot an arrow, with a "poof", right in the neck of the hurricane tiger. The rune arrows were so powerful that they were deeply embedded in the tiger's flesh, and the hurricane tiger let out a cry of sorrow, rushed forward several feet, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Bei Lieyang's expression was aggrieved, he took a few deep breaths, and shouted: "Qiu Fuji, you lead away the hurricane tiger who came to help, and meet at Baizhang Cliff, and the others will withdraw with me." ”

Huang Ya and Nanxun set up the northern scorching sun, and all the young people of the horned people jumped off the big tree one after another, and the fair-faced horned people took off the spears and rune arrows from the tiger corpse, and the group quickly disappeared into the dense forest. Autumn jumped up the tree and jumped in the other direction.

A moment later, an even taller Hurricane Tiger appeared on the battlefield, and it ran towards the fallen Hurricane Tiger, with a wail, and the Hurricane Tiger on the ground roared a few times, closed its eyes and died. The hurricane tiger who came to help first looked at the direction in which Qiu Buji had fled, and then swept the direction in which Bei Lieyang and the others had fled, hesitated for a moment, and chased Qiu Buji along the bloodstains.

The battlefield was full of blood, and the roars of beasts in the mountains and forests kept ringing out, getting closer and closer. Suddenly, there was silence around the battlefield, and two adult men of the Horned People suddenly appeared next to the tiger corpse, one carrying a long knife and the other carrying a stone club.

The man with the long knife on his back said: "One shot into the abdomen and two feet, the strength of this kid in the sun is enough to have the strength of eight hundred catties, Beimang, the rising sun in the north of your sky is even more dazzling." Beimang, who was carrying the stone stick, nodded and said: "Ridiculous is not bad, this arrow is shot in the run, hitting the tiger's head, piercing the hurricane tiger skin, Huangchi, your woman in Xiling is really always strong." ”

Huang Chi was slightly embarrassed, and changed the topic: "The Qiu family kid has made his secret hand more and more proficient in these short swords. As the two talked, they skinned and deboned the Hurricane Tiger, and in less than a quarter of an hour, the huge tiger corpse had been disposed of.

The two of them respectively carried tiger skins and tiger bones, and glanced at each other, Beimang chased Bei Lieyang and others, and Huangchi chased Qiu Buji. After a while, all kinds of insects and beasts rushed in, snatching up the tiger corpse, leaving only a few traces of blood, which were sprinkled on the ground, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

At this time, the battlefield was completely quiet, the black fog was thicker, and the few blood stains slowly faded. The people of Bei Lieyang escaped for several miles in the dense forest in one breath, and then stopped. Huang Ya lifted off the top of the Northern Burning Sun, only to see that the abdomen was high and swollen, and the color was jet black.

Huang Ya pulled out a sharp knife and wiped it a few times, the tip of the knife lightly touched the wound of the Northern Burning Sun, and a black blood splattered out. Nanxun took out the golden wound and applied the medicine to the wound, the two cooperated very tacitly, and Bei Lieyang's eyes were solemn and thoughtful.

Two very similar-looking Horned Race teenagers leaned over, and one of them asked softly, "Brother Lieyang, is my eldest brother okay?" Bei Lieyang said: "Don't worry, no three, no four, your eldest brother must be fine, if he wants to escape, an adult hurricane tiger can't help him." The two teenagers named Qiu Busan and Qiu Busi looked more relaxed, didn't ask any more questions, and retreated.

After all, it was too close to the battlefield, and Bei Lieyang didn't dare to delay too much, leading everyone through the dark jungle, away from the battlefield. The future of the Horned Terran is like the Black Fog Forest at this time, damp, cold, and bleak, shrouded in endless crises at all times.

Sunlight can only shine through the canopy and into the forest every afternoon, bringing a glimmer of hope. The Northern Sun led the people to walk carefully through the jungle, avoiding the places where the fierce beasts were entrenched.

The Black Mist Forest is the most barren area in the Great Wilderness Mountains, and under the cover of the vast forest sea, there are countless poisonous insects, poisonous weeds, fierce birds and beasts. The black mist is corrosive, and the strong Horned Humans are just barely surviving. The Black Mist Forest is like a sturdy cage that traps and protects the Horned Humans.

The ancestors of Bei Lieyang and others were the first intelligent races to descend on the abyss. Five thousand years ago, the first horned people appeared in the Black Mist Forest and fought to the death against the desolate beasts of the Abyss Continent. At this time, the adult men and women of the horned people are nine feet tall, strong, extremely fast, and have thousands of catties of strength in their arms, which is a race favored by God.

Under the tempering of blood and fire, the heroes of the horned people have come out one after another. The first to be revered as an adult was Beiming, who absorbed the essence of the Horned People's martial arts, fought to the death with the desolate beasts, and created the Ninth Order Body Refining Technique, which opened the cultivation path of the Broken Void and Ascended to the Heaven for the Horned Race. The Northern Lieyang, who led the hunt this time, is the descendant of the Northern Underworld, he is naturally bold and righteous, but his mind is quite meticulous and ambitious.

The Horned Terran gradually grew stronger in force, defeated the desolate beasts that ravaged the continent, and ruled the abyss for thousands of years until the Terran monks rose.

Two thousand years ago, the Terrans appeared overnight in the Biping Plain of the Abyss Continent. The Horned Race attached great importance to another intelligent race that suddenly appeared in the abyss, and tried to solve the mystery of the arrival of the Horned Race in the abyss from the arrival of the Terrans.

The Horned Terrans soon lost interest in the Terrans and left them to fend for themselves in the Bi Level. The founder of the Terran cultivation system is Lord Shuiliancheng, he is the first Qi refiner to introduce the aura of heaven and earth into the body, and since then has opened the door of the Terran Qi refining cultivation in the abyss.

The powerful Terran began to clash with the Horned Race, and under the spiritual power, the Horned Race retreated all the way, until the whole clan shrank back into the Black Mist Forest, and with the help of the harsh environment, it could barely hold its foothold.

The cruel thing is that without the nourishment of heaven and earth spiritual objects, coupled with the erosion of black fog, the bloodlines between the tribes are getting closer and closer. In just over five hundred years, the average height of adult men and women of the Horned Terrans had dropped to less than eight feet, no different from the larger men of the Terrans.

The warm sun that went away took away the glory of the horned people, leaving behind only endless black fog.

As he walked, his face changed suddenly, and then he barely calmed down and continued to walk through the bleak jungle. The horned boys gradually walked away, the black blood sprinkled on the battlefield had long since disappeared, and the black mist forest was still a dark scene, as if it had never changed for millions of years.