Sun City!

City of Beasts!

At some point in ancient times, the forces of the human race and the forces of the spirit beast clan had a shocking battle between the two sides, and in the end, they were almost defeated and the whole army was annihilated.

"With one human body, guard the human race for eternity!"

Hearing this, Song Xiaotian only felt his blood boiling, he didn't know what had happened at the beginning, but he understood that it was a tragic past.

"Terran Erlang, be the guardian of the human race, slaughter all the spirit beasts in the world!" At this moment, another consciousness entered Song Xiaotian's sea of consciousness.

Thundered!

Suddenly, on the square in front of Song Xiaotian, a huge high platform rose from the ground and finally appeared on the central earth.

Song Xiaotian saw a high platform, and there was a "person" sitting cross-legged on it. This "person", sitting cross-legged, folded hands, his body facing him, but unable to make him see his face clearly, exuded a rich, powerful, tsunami-like killing aura.

"Senior!!senior!!" Song Xiaotian was shocked in his heart, and screamed tentatively twice, but no one responded, with his own intuition, he felt that this person should be a strong man with mana, and his appearance should be the same as those bones, and the endless years have passed.

"You are a human being, since you have come to this demon palace, accept my inheritance, practice the immortal method, and protect the human race. The man spoke suddenly.

This scene startled Song Xiaotian and sighed at the corpse.

"Don't be surprised, I'm for the Heavenly Sword Venerable, for a Terran Heavenly Venerable, the City of Ten Thousand Beasts attacked my Burning Sun City, I was ordered by the Terran Ancestral Temple to come to support, and finally exhausted, in order to slaughter all the beasts, burn my own spiritual fire, the source of strength, and finally punish all the beasts. ”

After Song Xiaotian approached, he found that the Terran sage on the high platform was still motionless, without a sound, it seemed that he had really passed away, and what he was talking about now was only his residual voice.

"Senior, if you have any orders, I, Song Xiaotian, will definitely do it for you. He said.

"You look at your talent for the fire attribute, I have a scroll of fire Dao magic recipe here, and I will hand it over to you, as long as you practice well, one day, become a Tianzun, and fight for the survival of my human race. Qingtian Sword Venerable said.

"Junior, you will definitely protect the human race!" Song Xiaotian said.

"Good!!"

As he spoke, the Heavenly Sword Venerable struck a spiritual imprint into Song Xiaotian's sea of consciousness.

When Song Xiaotian saw that this method was actually called: The Divine Technique of the Burning Sun, he was shocked and sighed secretly: Is there really a fate in this underworld? Why is this method also the Burning Sun?

"Come closer, and I'll grant you a spiritual power!" said the Heavenly Sword Venerable.

Song Xiaotian's heart moved slightly, a little worried that there was fraud in it, but thinking that the other party was a human martyr, he tried to take two steps forward to the front of this high platform, only to find that the body of the sage sitting cross-legged on the high platform had long been corrupted, and only a corpse remained, the back of this corpse bone was straight, pointing straight to the sky, and his eyes looked at the spirit beasts outside the city, and there seemed to be sword light shooting out of his empty eyes.

After witnessing such a scene, he ascended to the high platform.

Facing this senior who made him respect, Song Xiaotian said softly: "Junior, promise to the seniors that today we will definitely slaughter the enemies of the human race and protect the human race." At this time, his thoughts were churning, and his mental strength was a little unstable due to nervousness.

Just as he wanted to probe the skeleton's body, a mutation suddenly occurred, and a loud roar exploded in his mind.

This voice was domineering and awe-inspiring, majestic and majestic, like a spine that supported heaven and earth shattered, and it shook Song Xiaotian's entire mind.

"Terran, I want to give you this magical power, called the Wheel of Life and Death Dafa, some methods, not afraid of killing, can preach in killing, absorb the power of death in killing, and transform into the power of life. Qingtian Sword Venerable said.

"Thank you seniors for giving you the method!" Song Xiaotian quickly received this supreme Dafa.

"Remember, Guardian Terran!"

"Juniors, remember it in your heart, don't dare to forget!"

Suddenly, a powerful coercion fell on Song Xiaotian's sea of knowledge, and before Song Xiaotian could resist it, the coercion automatically dissipated.

After feeling such a strong spiritual coercion, he somewhat understood what was going on with the large number of spirit beast bodies that had died not long ago in the caves when they came, obviously they died under the spiritual coercion left by the Celestial Sword Venerable, a human race powerhouse, and then his soul was wiped out, leaving only the bones.

"Seniors, please be bowed by the juniors" On the high platform, Song Xiaotian saluted respectfully to express his respect.

Such a strong man deserves to be worshiped by him, although the origin of the other party is mysterious, and the time of this battle is not now, but in a certain era in ancient times, but the spirit of self-sacrifice that is desperate for the survival of the human race is admirable at that time.

Next, there was no echo from the Heavenly Sword Venerable, as if it had really passed away.

Song Xiaotian began to look around here, looking for an opportunity for antiquities. Although he has already obtained two exercises, he can't be pressed if there are too many treasures.

Soon he found a six-inch-high spiritual root, this spiritual root has a total of nine leaves, divided into nine colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, silver, and gold, transparent and illusory, brilliant and brilliant.

"Nine-Leaf Qingdi!" he knew, because this was a spiritual root that could improve spiritual power.

This spiritual root seemed to feel his gaze, and the nine leaves actually swayed gently, and a faint trace of nine-colored mist floated out of it.

The nine-colored mist came to Song Xiaotian's body, and as soon as he touched his body, Song Xiaotian felt that his spirit suddenly felt refreshed.

Originally, the spiritual power in the middle of the fifth layer of the Qi cultivation period seemed to have instantly strengthened a little under the influence of this nine-colored mist, reaching the late stage of the fifth layer of the Qi training period.

The nine-colored mist entered his body, and Song Xiaotian felt an incomparably terrifying majestic spiritual power instantly surging into his sea of knowledge, which shook his sea of consciousness endlessly, his five senses were closed, everything around him disappeared in an instant, and only an unbearable feeling filled his sea of consciousness, and the pain was incomparable.

In the sea of his consciousness, a huge spiritual power that he could not contain and bear at this moment was instantly poured in, this is a terrifying spiritual power to the extreme, so huge that it is amazing, with Song Xiaotian's current spiritual power level, in front of this spiritual power, it is like a stream compared to the sea, and it is not at the same level at all.

Click!

Song Xiaotian felt that his spiritual power had entered the sixth layer of the Qi cultivation period, and with the improvement of his spiritual power, he was now being tortured inhumanely.

The spiritual power that the Nine Leaves Qingdi transformed was like the water of a sea that instantly poured into the stream of Song Xiaotian's Sea of Knowledge, and the intense pain made him can't help but howl in pain instantly.

"Is this the only way to become a superior person by suffering hardship?" Song Xiaotian asked himself, because the process was too painful.

He is a child who can endure hardships, and at the beginning he was not allowed to practice, and he got up early every day to practice his body, which would be even more bitter than now, because there would be no hope.