The border of the Northern Wasteland, the city wall that stretches for thousands of miles, is like a reckless dragon entrenched in the land.

The phoenix flag is continuous, and there is no end in sight.

The beacon tower is ready to go, and the soldiers' armor is stained with blood.

The city was connected from city to city, and every piece of masonry was no less than the huge bricks on the walls of Los Angeles, and the top was not smooth and flat, but was covered with charred black burns and dented gaps.

But it is precisely because of the existence of this city wall that although the frontier of the Divine Dynasty has been baptized by war, it has never taken half a step back for thousands of years.

This city wall spans the entire Wasteland, and the one facing the Hun royal court of the grassland is the Blood Phoenix Pass, which is also the location of the camp of the Northern Wilderness Army.

Standing on the wall of the Blood Phoenix Pass, you can see the grassland under the heavenly dome, as well as those tribes large and small hidden on the grassland.

The fierce aura is very well concealed by the vast grassland, unless they themselves take the initiative to expose it, otherwise it is only after a gust of wind that they can faintly see the murderous machine circulating below.

In the thousands of years since the founding of the Divine Dynasty, the five ethnic groups on the grassland have been divided, and even the conflicts between tribes have rarely affected the Divine Dynasty, but in the past hundred years, such conflicts have become bigger and more intense, and the distance between the five ethnic groups that were originally divided and ruled on the grassland has become closer and closer.

Since the beginning of the decline of thirty-eight years, in one year, this Blood Phoenix Pass has experienced dozens of battles, large and small, and it was not until the autumn of this year that the large-scale battles were contained, but small conflicts still occurred all the time.

Watching the black smoke rising in the distance gradually dissipate, the solemn expression of the young man on the city wall was slightly relaxed, but even so, the blood stains on his body proved that he may have just experienced the baptism of war.

The soldiers beside the young man held the Changge in their hands tightly, and their eyes were like a match.

It's an instinctive reaction of their bodies, and they have to face it at their best, whether it's a fight or not.

The young man's lips opened slightly, and he drank a mist.

Just as he was about to say something, the sound of heavy leather boots on the ground came from the city walls.

A middle-aged man walked over, and a heavy breath came to his face.

A strong man who has returned to the realm.

God faces the northern wilderness marquis Xu Fengmian.

"I've seen Master Hou!"

The sound of armor colliding was uniform, with the meaning of iron and blood, and the surrounding soldiers knelt down on one knee and saluted, which was enough to show the prestige of this marquis in the army.

Xu Fengmian nodded, then waved his hand, signaling the soldiers to retreat.

Only Xu Fengmian and the blood-stained young man were left on the city wall.

Xu Fengmian stood side by side with the young man, looking at the smoke that had faded and gradually dispersed in the distance, and said after a moment of silence: "Are you hurt?"

"It's a little ......" the young man nodded, and continued, "It's out of the way." ”

"This is the first time. ”

"The eighth. ”

"What's next for you?"

"Kill him. ”

Xu Fengmian patted the young man's shoulder when he heard this, and his eyes were full of approval.

"Relax, don't be tense all the time, it's not a good thing for cultivation, as for Pei Nian...... There's always a chance. ”

The young man felt a surge of air in his body, which instantly spread throughout his body, and all the injuries in his body that were originally stagnant were wiped out, and he knew that it was Hou Ye Xu who used his martial arts true qi to help him treat the secret injuries caused by fighting.

"Thank you, Master Hou. The young man bowed.

"You've changed a lot more than you did when you first arrived. Xu Fengmian said with a smile.

"Master Hou taught well. The young man scratched his head and replied.

"It's the end of the year, and all the five clans have retreated to the depths of the grassland, and there must be no big moves in a short period of time, if you go back to Los Angeles to recuperate for a while, you don't know, the Lord Shangshu in Los Angeles is talking about you. ”

The young man thought for a while, sighed and said: "Where can I go back, now the situation here is surging, and there is Pei Nian there in the Huns, and there are endless tricks of deceit, and I haven't broken through in the past half a year, and I can't be pulled back by the old guy with a bamboo stick when I go back, I'll stay with you honestly." ”

"I don't have a good New Year's meal for you. ”

"How dare I dislike it. ”

On the city wall, the two stood side by side, like eagles in the sky, overlooking the entire grassland.

"This is a letter from Los Angeles, and I brought it to you. Xu Fengmian took out a letter from his arms, and the letter was engraved with the word urgent.

The young man was stunned for a moment, he had received some letters in the past, but most of the imprints on them he recognized, either the Taoist Ministry or his family, but he had never seen the imprints on this letter.

He opened the envelope, took out the paper, and glanced at it, a look of joy on his face.

This was the news that he was most congratulated after he came to the Northern Wilderness, except for the victory report.

"What?" Xu Fengmian asked curiously.

"Taifu back mountain. ”

With only four words, the face of the prince of the Divine Dynasty who was sitting on the side of Rao was also surprised, he knew what was happening in Los Angeles, but he couldn't help but feel incredible when he thought of what happened on the rainy night before the owner of this letter and the young man left Los Angeles.

"Is it really that teenager?"

"Well, it's Ning Shu!"

"It's really terrifying, the cultivation of Wangsheng Realm is already talented, but defeating the prince of the demon clan is really a bit too illusory. Xu Fengmian's eyes flashed, and he exclaimed: "Now that I worship under the sacrificial wine gate, the future is limitless, and I regret a little why I didn't bring him to the Northern Wilderness at that time." ”

"But I can only think for myself, where can I compare to the sacrificial wine. ”

"Master Hou, this is not looking down on my meager strength. The young man joked with a smile.

"Hahahaha. Xu Fengmian smiled heroically: "How can there be too little talent for this kind of thing?"

"Xi Meng, what do you think of your friend from the back mountains of Taifu?" Xu Fengmian asked seriously after thinking about it.

"He's a ......"

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The grasslands are vast, and the dim sky in the distance is connected to the horizon, and huge black mountains are hidden between the sky and the earth.

The torches burned in bunches, and the bound beast roared in a low voice, its fangs were sharp, its eyes glowed red, and the manic aura on its body was not weaker than that of a cultivator in the Hope Realm.

But such a ferocious beast is now reduced to a lamb to the slaughter.

More than one, but hundreds of alien beasts were bound to the ground, and the fierce roar slowly turned into a low wail as time and blood passed.

It is an open flat land, located in the middle of a mountain.

The deep black is as dark as the mountain that has been splashed with thick ink and the deep night high in the sky.

There are towering stone statues carved on the mountain wall, with a hideous posture and a fierce expression, exuding an inexplicable and strange atmosphere.

The stone statue looked at the night sky, holding a long axe in its hand, and at a glance it seemed that it could imagine that the stone statue broke through the mountain and went straight to the nine heavens, intending to split the stars above its head with the long axe in its hand.

It is hard to imagine that such a ghostly statue exists in the mountains deep in the grassland, like a giant standing on the top of the sky, realistic and expressive.

It's not Terran.

The fangs grew out of the mouth, the ghost-like mask was lifted to the top of the head, and the body was dressed in animal skin, and the lines of the muscles were set off by the black stone, which brought a strong visual impact.

Face the sky above the sky with endless murderous aura.

What's above the Nine Heavens?

A sky full of stars?

The Vanishing Ancient Heavenly Court?

This stone statue rising from the mountain has such a deep hatred for the sky.

This is the altar of the Hate Heaven Clan.

Torches were lit in this empty space, and five stone pedestals were placed below the stone statues, on which sat five old men.

The old men either closed their eyes or looked at the bound beasts in front of them in thought.

Countless steppe nomads gathered around, not making any sound, quietly waiting for something.

"Roar. ”

A terrible roar echoed across the mountains, and the ground began to tremble.

The fishy wind blew, and the torches flickered on and off.

A giant beast appeared in the far pass, like a small mountain, covered in scales, and it roared again as it watched the beasts and beasts on the ground.

Thunderous running, deafening roars.

And these Huns standing on the side, no matter how strong their physiques were, were not as tall as the legs of giant beasts, but they were fearless and motionless in such a frightening gap.

The running ability of the giant beast is amazing, far away, the fierce aura has already rushed to the face, according to the cultivation of the cultivator, this is already a demon beast that is not weaker than the great supernatural power of the Returning Void Realm.

It seemed to be huge, but its movements were very agile, and in less than two breaths, the giant beast had already rushed from the mountain pass to the altar not far away.

I saw the giant beast kick with both feet, and the next moment it was about to pounce on the five old men under the stone statue.

"Sealed. ”

One such word came from the shadows behind the stone seat.

As the word came out, countless hollow cavities appeared on the ground where the giant beast was running, and below the collapse were spears that shone with cold light.

The rune paper exudes an astonishing fluctuation of law and intent in it.

In just the blink of an eye, countless wounds had appeared on the giant beast's body, and the wounds were shining with black light, constantly eroding into the body.

A pale young man appeared in the shadows, his hands were clasped together, he kept turning the ring on his index finger, his gloomy expression, and his outfit that did not fit in with his surroundings, he could see that he was a god dynasty human race.

"Scatter!"

There was only such a simple word in his mouth, and the people of the Hating Sky Clan, who were originally standing on both sides, took out a box from their waists, and there were many holes in the box, and from the holes, spells shot straight at the giant beast.

It was like a downpour of spells, and all of that rain fell on the beast.

"Town!"

When the giant beast could not continue to move forward, a magic circle appeared under it, and an extremely powerful magic intent soared into the sky, and after the brilliance, the giant beast had lost its ability to move, and could only stare at the altar with blood-red eyes.

A demon beast comparable to the Void Realm became a prey in this way.

The old man on the stone seat in the middle looked at such a short and delicate hunt, and a fine light flashed in his eyes.

"The opening of the sacrifice. ”