Chapter 130: Wild Beast Tide

And among the ordinary humans in the wilderness, Zhuge Hong is also being looked forward to by everyone in another identity - for ordinary people, although a year is not a short time, but Yin Changsheng is busy improving his cultivation after taking charge of the Fantasy Sea, and his influence on the mortal world is really handful, and Ram Hong, who has influenced the barbarians for hundreds of years, is a well-known immortal figure.

The land of the Eight Desolations is densely populated, and the places where the human race gathers are more scattered than the Central Plains of Kyushu, which also causes the influence of the dynasty to be extremely weak, and it is precisely because of this that although Kunpeng is raging in the Phantom Sea, the losses suffered by the human race are not much. However, after being devoured twice by Kunpeng, the sea beasts in the fantasy sea began to choose to migrate inland with a tacit understanding, and the disaster belonging to the barbarian humans has just begun.

This land has been a forgotten wild land since ancient times, and without the protection of the great god of the Fantasy Sea, in the face of these crazy sea beasts, they can only use their blood and bravery, bitterly muttering that the alliance leader called Ram Hong can hear their painful moans and lend a helping hand.

Sea beasts flock to the interior in groups, but because of different groups and different distances, they are divided into several beast tides. This was already the third beast wave, and the surviving barbarians were given a brief respite. The blue sky is like a wash, and the scattered wild mountain ranges are jagged, like thousands of sharp swords breaking through the sky.

At the beginning of the beast tide, the first to be attacked were those relatively flat places, and they were also the places where the human race gathered the most in the entire Eight Desolations, and the most prosperous places, but now, those places are already in ruins, and only these barren mountains, because of the lack of water, were disliked by the sea beasts, and they became the last life of the barbarians. However, this comfort will become lost as more and more sea beasts flock inland.

The rich smell of the sea, the grass and fragrance of the past are cut into wisps and fly in the air, under the reflection of the noon blood sun, it looks a little creepy, everything in front of you is red like fire, the wind is blowing, as if the smoke is horizontal, swirling and diffuse, and it is like a long sea of fire, swaying and jumping. The ups and downs, looking from afar, are like the waves of the sea, approaching step by step.

Among the swaying grass at the foot of the mountain, countless hunting flags can be faintly seen, waving in the wind, and countless banners embroidered with golden barbarian script "Tuoba" shine with dazzling light. In the long hiss of the dark cloud horse, the barbarian emperor Tuoba Yunyang stood proudly on the bronze chariot in front, his sleeves were encouraged, and through the clairvoyant mirror in his hand, he scanned the vast mountains and beaches in the distance with bated breath. Although the beast tide temporarily receded, in his ears, there were still rare horn sounds, beast roars, and rushing kills...... Intertwined and played, rumbling, not far away, the barbarian warriors were also pale and gasping, as if they had not yet recovered from the tide of swords and sea beasts just now.

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In an unknown trench in the Fantasy Sea, Kunpeng lurked in it, not only swallowing the power of the nearby water spirit, but in front of it, it was a tempered black Fang Tian Painting Halberd, if Zhuge Hong was here, he would definitely be able to find that the aura revealed by this Fang Tian Painting Halberd now was already beyond the existence of a heaven-level spirit treasure. In the more distant ancient times, such a magic weapon could only be regarded as an entry-level magic weapon - the peak of the acquired spirit treasure. On top of this, there is also an innate spirit treasure, but if it is not a real refiner, it is impossible to refine an innate spirit treasure. In the ancient era, most of the innate spirit treasures were born from heaven and earth, and in the entire primeval era, the existence of being able to refine heaven-level spirit treasures was only a handful, among them, there was this Kunpeng Daojun. Therefore, although he had already refined Fang Tian's painting halberd to the peak of the acquired spirit treasure, he was not satisfied. Fortunately, he just had a full meal, which already allowed him to temporarily ignore the hunger and cold in his abdomen, and he was able to do what he liked leisurely, refining treasures and practicing at the same time.

It's just that he doesn't know that the crisis is coming from within, and it is approaching step by step. In Kunpeng's belly, Zhuge Hong sacrificed the Qiankun Yuanhu and came to the heart of Kunpeng. Because of its huge size, the entire heart is almost a huge pool of blood, and in the center of the pool of blood is a blood cocoon with a human shape. For cultivators, the Sanhua Gathering is a manifestation of cultivating the essence and spirit to the highest realm, and those who can cultivate their hearts and minds into a blood fetus are the manifestations of attaining the great perfection in the physical realm. The blood-colored silkworm cocoon in front of him with the shadow of Kunpeng's human form is the blood fetus cultivated by Kunpeng, which shows that this old demon is close to becoming a master in the realm of the physical body.

Looking at the entire primeval era, although there was no successful cultivation of the blood fetus, it was not uncommon for them to be able to cultivate the cone shape of the blood fetus, but the blood fetus of Kunpeng's level was also extremely rare. In these blood fetuses that have been cultivated with hard work, there is the spiritual energy left by the monk as a mark of cultivation, and it is generally difficult for others to fuse and devour it, unless it is higher than a certain realm. However, Zhuge Hong's adventure to this point is not a rash move, because, against this kind of spiritual energy, he has already had a precedent, although he has to face too much stronger now, but the rich country is in danger, this risk is worth taking, not to mention seeing the strange changes brought about by Yin Changsheng because of the cultivation of the castrated version of the Tao Te Ching, he is more and more confident in the mysterious exercises brought by the previous world.

"The Lord ~~~~~~ people ~~~~~~~" A frightened and delicate voice woke Zhuge Hong from his shock, and when he turned his head, he saw that it was the Biyue Mitian Toad who had just been adopted as a mount by him. Biyue Toad, who could ignore even Kunpeng's stomach acid, was staring at the blood-colored world in front of him with a frightened face at the moment. Zhuge Hong frowned, only then did he realize that this blood pool was full of terrifying bloody aura, because of the cultivation of the blood path, this aura was beneficial and harmless to Zhuge Hong, but for normal monks, this kind of bloody aura was a special "poison", and it was also because of this "poison" that there were those bloody blood beasts, for the Biyue Mitian Toad, who was known as the king of all poisons, this threat also existed.

Thinking of this, Zhuge Hong hurriedly put the Biyue Toad into the Qiankun Yuan Hu on his waist. After some comfort, he began to look at the pool of blood in front of him again.

The secret of the blood fetus is not a secret to the monks of the primeval and even ancient times, but it has never been heard of in today's cultivation world, however, when the Blood River Ancestor founded the Blood Cultivation Dao, he had a very deep study of this blood fetus, and even according to his ideas, he wanted to complete the cultivation of the blood fetus through the blood path cultivation, so Zhuge Hong was not unfamiliar with the information about the blood fetus, on the contrary, because he had obtained a part of the blood Dao true rhyme left by the Blood River Ancestor, he knew more about the cultivation of this blood fetus.