Chapter 1 Out of the Mountain

The yin wind roared angrily on the Huashen Peak, the green shirt of Xin Hanyi hunted, and his cold eyes stared at the Shen Xianjiang at the foot of the mountain thoughtfully: In the protracted fierce battle more than a hundred years ago, countless top masters died here, and this holy land of Zhong Lingyuxiu has also completely changed its appearance, changing the courtyard, and I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse for the common people.

After a long time, Xin Hanyi came back to his senses from his contemplation, glanced at the mountains behind him, and walked away, leaving only the Shen Xian River that was still flowing endlessly, and the silent but forever standing Huashen Peak!

Hurried all the way, crossed the Shenxian River, detoured to Changsheng Lake, Xin Hanyi saw a majestic palace standing on Changsheng Island from a distance, the towering palace went straight into the sky, Xin Hanyi's dark and complex face revealed a little anger, which was actually mixed with a little curiosity and yearning. Xin Hanyi didn't dare to stay here for too long, in case the strong people in it noticed it, it would be difficult to get out, so he retracted his complicated thoughts and continued to rush forward.

To the south, there are two large rivers running across the river. Xin Hanyi hid in the clouds and said secretly: The demon king in charge of the Mo River, Xian Yuji, is okay, but the water lord of the realm, Jiang Shui Liu, is not easy to mess with. Xin Hanyi couldn't help but smile bitterly: It has been nearly a year since I went out of the mountain on the orders of my master, and everything I have done is extremely dangerous, and on two occasions I even escaped death, but the most important thing is imminent but is blocked here. Forget it, it's useless to think too much, even if the Longtan Tiger's Den in front of me can stop me.

Xin Hanyi thought about it anyway, he couldn't hide the two great gods, so he simply swaggered to show his true body and swept away in the direction of Jieshui and Mohe. Half a day has not reached the confluence of the two rivers, the monstrous waves have been in front of him but there is no one to see the slightest figure, Xin Hanyi was surprised to see that no one stopped him, and he couldn't guess why the two gods hidden in the shadows were like this, so he could only use his life's skills to pass by quickly, so as not to dream too much at night.

A moment has passed the land of two rivers. Xin Hanyi suddenly turned around and threw a punch, and the fist wind roared straight to the confluence of the two rivers, which was big and fast like a giant python running wildly for thousands of miles. The rushing water suddenly stopped and rose rapidly. With a punch, he swung out Xin Han's clothes and continued to move forward, shouting: Thank you for the kindness of the two seniors who raised their hands, he will repay him one day. The voice came from afar, but the young man was gone.

The river surface returned to the same as before, and I don't know when there were two more figures, dressed in black, with long hair hanging down the knees, looking at the direction from which the young man's voice came, and said in a voice: Is it really old?

I don't know if I said it to myself or if I don't know when someone appeared on the side listened to it.

Xian Yuji turned his head to look at the river, and the wind blew his somewhat gray hair wantonly messy, and he was speechless for a while.

Jiang Shui looked directly at the demon king who was also an enemy and friend all his life, and said: You and I are cowering in the land of these two rivers, although there is no worry about our lives, but we are like two lost dogs, I have already lost my heart, if it is not for the safety of the family, with the war spirit gun in my hand, who am I afraid of? The last sentence seems to want to shout out, but there is no prestige.

Xian Yuji slowly closed his eyes when he heard this, and said with a painful look on his face: The Burning Sky Mirror has been passed down from my ancestors for several generations, and the ancestors and elders are so high-spirited and unavoidable when they hold the Burning Sky Mirror, but now I have shamed the divine soldiers, and even if I die, I have no shame to see the ancestors. The figure of Yan Shu dissipated on the surface of the lake in a flash, silently.

The river water flow saw that the old man had gone, staring at the surging river with godless eyes, two lines of clear tears slipped out of the eyes of this generation of heroes, and roared wildly all his life, the river was divided from the heart of the river, and a red light rushed straight into the sky from the heart of the river, and the sun was shining. Above the long sky, Jiang Shui Liuliu held the war spirit gun and looked at the direction where Xin Hanyi was far away, and Hu Hu said: Good boy, there is a kind!

Xin Hanyi crossed the two rivers and didn't dare to take a break, and finally arrived at the place of this trip. Xin Hanyi looked at a lush and boundless forest, and secretly said in his heart: How can this dead wood clan be found in this boundless forest? As he spoke, he fell to the ground. As soon as you enter the forest, you know what the towering tree is, and everywhere you enter the sky, there are giant trees that reach through the sky.

Xin Hanyi sighed as he walked: Although I have been in the fairy land since I came out of the mountain, although I have been in a short time, I have never seen such a scene.

"Stop," a soft shout interrupted the young man outside the fugue. Who dare you trespass on my Pure Soul Holy Land?

Xin Hanyi looked at the person in front of him, his dark and young face was full of fortitude and heroism, and there was no childishness that a young man should have.

Xin Hanyi looked at his heart and moved, seeing that he was able to protect this sacred place alone at a young age, his ability was definitely not small, and he was competitive, and he didn't answer. Rushing to the boy is a punch, the swarthy boy was startled, but he didn't expect the other party to attack him without warning.

Although the swarthy young man rushed forward in a panic, it could be seen that the opponent's punch was three points illusory and seven points ethereal, and he couldn't hide from his life's skills, so he could only roar with a low roar of aura, and his protective qi was all over his body and crashed towards that punch, moving forward.

Seeing this, Xin Hanyi already knew that the other party was definitely not his opponent, but at this time, he was itchy and deliberately wanted to teach the swarthy boy. Before the young man could accumulate strength, another punch roared, and the swarthy young man's eyes shone brightly, and he pulled out a jet-black wooden stick as thick as a child's arm from behind him, and swept it towards Xin Hanyi's head with the sound of the wind.

As soon as the fist stick touched, Xin Hanyi raised his body and said in a loud voice: Stop, how about we have a tie?

Although Xin Hanyi had already shown mercy to his subordinates, the swarthy young man's hands were still trembling, and he could barely hold the equally trembling immortal soldier in his hand, and looked at the young man opposite in confusion and shock.

Without waiting for the young man to speak, Xin Hanyi said straightforwardly: I don't know what to call my brother in Xia Xin Hanyi, can you take me to see your dragon blood patriarch, I have something important to discuss.

In the lower black wood, please come with me, the formation in this forest sea is complicated, please follow closely, and as he spoke, he took the immortal soldiers to break the sky and take the lead in flying towards the depths of the forest sea. He didn't seem to worry about the other party's purpose here, and he didn't care whether the other party was friend or foe, as if the other party had some kind of magic power. Of course, there is absolute self-confidence, and who dares to go wild in this boundless forest?

Immortal Chief?Xin Hanyi looked at the young man leading the way in front of him and said with a smile: Seeing that you are only in your early tens, you have already cultivated at the peak of the Middle Heaven Realm, which is really commendable. But I really don't dare to be the word immortal, I'm just six or seven years older than you, just call me big brother.

Hei Mu heard the other party praise himself, his dark face turned a little red, thinking of the powerlessness of facing the other party just now, he was suddenly a little frustrated, he was already one of the best geniuses in the clan, he entered the realm of first appearance at the age of seven, and he reached the realm of freedom at the age of nine, and now he is already at the peak of the Zhongtian realm when he is just eleven years old, and there is no problem in stepping on the extreme realm within half a year. Shizun and the patriarch are all blue-eyed to themselves, and Shizun once said: If the holy relics in the clan are still there, I will be able to break through the world destroying realm and reach the threshold of the ascending immortal before I am twenty years old, and it is not hopeless to break through the golden immortal realm again.

It's a pity. Thinking of Shizun's lost expression, Kuroki didn't feel good in his heart: Even if there is no holy relic, I will not let Shizun down! Coming back to his senses, Kuroki turned his head to look at the young man behind him, the young man was also looking at himself with a smile, Kuroki saw that the long hair behind his hands was fluttering and he didn't see any kind of immortal soldiers, and his body seemed to be fluttering in the wind and could not be said to be easy and elegant, and suddenly there was a strange feeling, indescribable, the pressure when he fought with him just now actually had a feeling of facing his own master.

Thinking of this, how could it be that Heimu suddenly struck a spirit? He looked like he was no more than twenty years old, although I was no match for him, but at most he was a master of the Extreme Realm? Thinking all the way, Heimu seemed to be very familiar with the formation in the forest, and he shuttled freely in the forest. Xin Hanyi's self-eyesight and memory are beyond ordinary people, and he has long forgotten where he came from at this time, if he hadn't met this black wood boy, he would probably never have been able to find the dead wood people in this vast forest sea. Good luck when you think about it!

Xin Hanyi followed behind the black wood boy gracefully, although his figure did not stop, but in his mind, he was thinking about the various explanations that the master had given him when he was leaving. Those important things seem to be related to the future of the Changtian Continent, thinking about it, it is a little big, and I muttered in my heart: Why don't you go through such an important thing yourself, this road is full of mountains and rivers, and there are bumps and bumps everywhere, so it is really enough for me to do it after I have never stepped out of the mountain gate for half a step.

Xin Hanyi closed his eyes slightly, and slowly followed behind Kuroki I don't know how long it took, the more he thought about it, the more mushy his mind became. Forget it, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, why do you care so much, when the sky falls, there is also your own master to carry it, what am I afraid of. In Xin Hanyi's heart, there is nothing that can stump the old man in his family. The breeze in the forest is breezy and unspeakably comfortable on Xin Hanyi's body. Xin Hanyi, who no longer thinks about it, is relaxed, and just wants to fall asleep in the air. Suddenly, I only heard the young voice in front of me say: It's here.