Before the spider arrived, it opened its chelica teeth first, and spit out a finger-thick spider silk that shot directly at the door, the spider silk was crystal clear, and there was a red luster, and the smell was fishy, and you didn't need to try to know that it was poisonous.

Li Xiao dodged and dodged, dodging one after another, dodging one after another, annoying, but had to dodge. Fortunately, there were only thirteen spider demons, Chu Tiange's side was divided by most of the two, he only dodged five, and the two spider demons had already arrived in front of him, jumping up, and sixteen spear-like spider legs came straight in, one left and one right.

Li Xiao bent down, rolled on the spot, half-stood up from under the spider's body, handed out two knives, and stabbed straight into the spider's tail. At the same time as the knife was drawn, the black, smelly and sticky blood spurted out, and he had a slight cleanliness habit, frowned, and fled.

The spider demon is also the lowest level of demon, it is not difficult to kill them, and the battle ended quickly, but Li Xiao and the others did not relax there, the wilderness outside the human stronghold is everywhere, and the land block of the demon capital is even more so.

They walked cautiously all the way, and on the night of the seventeenth day, they came to the outside of the city of burial heart, when the city gate was closed, and the four of them had to spend the night in the mountain fort.

The mountain fort is thousands of kilometers away from the city gate, built by the burial heart city, and is specially provided for visitors to stay overnight.

The mountain fort is built like a mountain, and has the function of being a bunker, about 30 meters high, there are large and small square holes on it, there is already a fire swaying inside, under the illumination of the stars tonight, a row of mountain forts extends to both sides, it looks solemn and solemn, and the arch guards the burial heart city.

Climb up along the narrow ladder on the mountain wall, climb to the seventh floor, step on a narrow platform, there is an empty square hole five steps to the left, and another five steps are another, one old man Li Xiaopu, one Chu Tiange Zou Hong.

The square hole is dug a boxy hole, the length and width are four meters each, the bed is in the innermost, the ground is half a meter high is the bed, and there is an animal skin on the bed, which is considered a mattress.

There was a pile of firewood stacked on the right side of the hole, Li Xiao took out a few and put them into a fire stand, and then looked at the old man Pu, although there were flints in his backpack, he was not willing to light the fire like that, it was time-consuming and laborious.

Old man Pu's thin face showed a helpless smile, and with a wave of the cane in his hand, a thunderbolt shot out the head of the cane, hitting the firewood that was placed on the fire, and with a bang, the firewood hit black, and the flames quickly rose into flames.

Li Xiao stared at the flames for a while, running and fleeing all the way, fighting nervously, his body was already very tired, he liked to use a daze to restore his energy.

After being in a daze, he came to the edge of the square hole, fanned the dust on the ground with his hand, and then sat on the ground with his ass, dangling his feet, looking at the night sky on the night sky, the void in the depths of the night sky, the void is a brilliant circle of light, circle by circle, colorful, one star floating, swimming in the dark, like fireflies flashing bright.

The void is beautiful and vast, boundless.

Old man Pu silently came to Li Xiao and sat down, didn't say anything, didn't do anything, and accompanied him to watch the starry sky, as before, for many days and nights.

Until the sound of talking came from next door, five meters apart, and it was heard clearly.

"Xiaohong, master, I have been killing demons and protecting you for the past three days, and I am physically and mentally exhausted! Come, come over and rub my shoulders and legs for my master. Chu Tiange was lying on the stone bed with his whole body scattered, his eyes staring listlessly at the top of the hole, and his voice seemed weak.

"Okay, master. After getting along in the past few days, Zou Hong actually admired and thanked Chu Tiange in his heart, especially when he killed a demon alone yesterday, and even suffered a claw from the demon named Kade on his back in order to save her.

Can be admired and grateful, hateful to hate, dissatisfied to dissatisfied, she used to say the master in the back to express the dissatisfaction in her heart, not at the front of Chu Tiange's request.

Footsteps rang out.

"Ahh

"Hmm. "The sound of the mouth being choked by something.

"It's time to pass on the ancestry, alas, there is a long way to go!"

"Crackle—" Clothes were torn and scuffled.

"Smack. Chu Tiange casually threw out a screw-shell-shaped instrument and slammed it on the ground, a black curtain wall like water waves blocked the middle of the fire and the stone bed, and the sound disappeared.

Li Xiao's face was a little ruddy, and he turned his head to face Old Man Pu with a puzzled face.

"Sound insulation. Old man Pu took the cane, wrote with lightning in the air, and after a slight pause, he wrote: "Fifteen years old." ”

"I'm still young, underage!" Li Xiao pouted and said dissatisfiedly. These elders don't seem to be able to escape some kind of shackles, they are always urging and urging, what is there to urge!

"At the age of fifteen, it's ......" Wei Ping's soul also pouted.

Generally speaking, the family hopes that their children can find a good match at the age of fourteen or fifteen, so that they can marry at the age of sixteen, and then pass on the ancestry, which is the most important thing.

Because in the Continent of Death, death can be seen everywhere, and living for thirty or forty years is considered a long life.

Dawn stood up, stood beside the fire, and began the practice that must be done every night, standing on the stump—lunges with two feet, shoulder-width apart, hands round, and chest height. The jaw is flat and the eyes are closed, the mind moves freely, the mind sinks, and the soles of the feet are reached.

When a person stands on a pile and stands to "stand like a loose and sit like a bell", he is a samurai, and generally speaking, there is no kung fu that cannot be achieved in three or five years. Of course, Li Xiao is more than that, he is a warrior of the earth, his feet have taken root, rooted in the earth like a tree, drawing the source power from the earth and storing it in the source below the navel.

The source, formed by the convergence of source power, is the source of strength. The source seems to be bounded and unbounded.

What Li Xiao is doing now is to extend his thoughts, constantly capturing the glowing points in the earth, and then pulling these points of light to reach his feet through the roots of his feet, and then reach the source along the veins of his feet, broadening the boundaries of the source.

There is no time for practice, and when I open my eyes again, the sky is already bright, and under the sunlight in the early morning, a city of patches and patches appears in front of me - the city of burial hearts.

The heart of the burial city is like a heart, a heart that has been mended by the baptism of war, this heart is half buried in the ground, and the ground half of the heart is entwined with many root-like passages, like blood vessels that transport blood.

At this time, under the morning light, the 100-meter-high Burial Heart City has awakened, and people can be seen standing on the winding passages and gliding to all corners of the city. There was already a queue at the gate of the city, waiting to enter the city.

The whole city is hollow, there is no top on the head, the sun shines directly on the inner walls, bringing light to the windows of the houses that surround the circle, and the roads are connected out of thin air, criss-crossed, layered, very artistic, and it can be seen that the people who designed the city have put a lot of thought into it.

Standing on the side of the road, Li Xiao looked down, the lower half of his heart was at his feet, and there was a dome palace built below, and all kinds of people could be seen walking around under the crystal clear glass, which seemed to be in a hurry.

Further down is the abyss, deep and bottomless. The City of Burial Hearts was built on top of the Abyss of Flames.

Standing on the lifting platform, through the glass roof, descending to the central ground of the Dome Palace, the hall is more than a kilometer wide and full of people, most of them cultivators, who walk to various areas with some kind of purpose.

The Dome Palace, known as the Temple, is distributed in large cities or important strongholds, dedicated to serving cultivators, and is divided into six areas: mission area, testing area, trading area, martial arts training area, and duel area.

Li Xiao is going to the mission area, buying five hundred and one source stones, one hundred source stones from the gravel belt, and now there are two hundred and thirty-one source stones left in the storage bag.

A source stone is difficult for a hero, and it will be difficult to move an inch without a source stone on the Continent of Death, in order to ensure that he can go far, Li Xiao will choose to do tasks every time he goes to a large city.

But just when he was about to enter the burial heart city, a person rushed out of the city, with broken hair and a cold face, it was Ji Ye.

Closely following behind her were the Demon Flame Horse Mercenary Group, the Xiongba Mercenary Group, which had a good relationship with the Demon Flame Horse Mercenary Group, and the black-clothed man on the sacrificial altar that day, and there were two terrifying powerhouses standing behind her.

A group of people.

"Run!"

Old man Pu waved his crutches and quickly wrote down a word.