The giant's eyes showed greed, and he laughed wildly: "Okay, good, this great credit is Lao Tzu's, this time the harvest is good, first I saw the anger, and then I saw the bead, Lin Yi, if you dare to rob me, believe it or not, I will kill you." \\\\" As he spoke, the giant suddenly walked out of the clouds, and his body was dozens of feet high, full of oppression.

There was a crackling sound from his body, which quickly shrank until it reached the height of a normal person, revealing a hammer-shaped pattern at the center of his eyebrows.

"Fu, what do you mean!" Lin Yi said sharply.

He glared at Lin Yi fiercely, stepped into the circle of the extraterritorial passage, and with a wave of his right hand after entering, the passage instantly turned into two dragons again, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, and the sky immediately returned to brightness, and the black and oppressive clouds suddenly dissipated.

Lin Yi's face was extremely ugly, the cold light in his eyes flickered, he looked back at Fujihuayuan, who was dazed and didn't know what was happening, sneered a few times, stepped on his footsteps, and his body quickly flew up, turning into a long rainbow and disappearing into the sky.

The monks of the Zhao Kingdom outside the Cassia Valley, no matter who they were, remembered the young man who dared to fight with the master of the Yuan Infant Stage, and the figure of the monk of the Foundation Building Period called Wang Lin was firmly engraved in everyone's hearts and remained for a long time.

This time, Zhao Guo's extraterritorial battlefield qualifications were ruthlessly canceled, whether there were still tokens or not, they had no value, and the messengers who opened the channel chased them out, where do you remember these things.

And Lin Yi was also furious, watching the mission items released by the Xiuzhen Alliance fly in front of his eyes, but they were snatched by others, and that feeling made him almost want to vomit blood.

Especially when I thought that this bead had always been in Zhao State, and he was the supervision envoy of Zhao State, this matter spread out. It's a shame.

Fujihuayuan had a gloomy face, he didn't know whether Wang Lin was dead or not, although he guessed in his heart that the other party should be dead, but for some reason, he always had a feeling of shock.

The people outside the Cassia Valley slowly dispersed, and the story about Wang Lindi was slowly spread, for a while. Almost all the cultivators of the entire Zhao Kingdom knew such a person.

Park Nanzi returned to Xuandao Sect with his disciples. Behind him was a woman. This woman is none other than Liu Mei. She saw everything. There was a complex and incomprehensible bitterness in my heart.

For Wang Lin. She didn't know why. There is a hint of goodwill. Over time. This feeling is not only not diminished. Rather, in the dead of night. It often comes to her heart.

Wang Zhuo and Wang Hao. I also gradually learned everything outside the Cassia Valley that day. Originally, I was resentful of Wang Lin for causing a catastrophe of annihilation. Gradually, it dissipated.

The two of them asked themselves if they didn't have the courage of Wang Lindi. Dare to duel with the master of the Yuan Infant Stage. But that doesn't mean the two of them have given up on revenge. Wang Zhuo and Wang Hao. Already put to kill Fujihua Yuan. It has become the greatest goal in this life.

Park Nam-ja after coming back. Learn more about the tragedy of Wangjiadi. After a little silence. Under the pleading of the willow eyebrows. He took in Wang Hao. Let him become a disciple.

Liu Mei knows. This is the only thing I can do now to help the king of the earth with a little bit of woodland. Even Wang Lin may never know.

With that heart-pounding feeling, Fujihua Yuan returned to Fujijia City and began retreat, vowing that he would never leave the customs until he reached the late stage of Yuanying.

The entire Zhao Kingdom seemed to be a lot quieter all of a sudden.

The extraterritorial battlefield was full of winds and spatial rifts, and at this moment, outside this territory that had existed for countless years, there were cleanup teams from dozens of third-level cultivation realms, numbering up to a thousand people.

The highest of these people is the late stage of foundation building, and it stands to reason that with such cultivation, it is simply difficult to move an inch on the battlefield outside this terrible region, so how can they complete the clean-up work.

In fact, when entering the extraterritorial battlefield, the country's monitoring envoys will issue a jade talisman to each person, which is used to defend against Gangfeng, and it is also a token to be transmitted back to the country after the expiration of the 50-year period.

But for the mysterious and often silent spatial rifts that can appear anywhere on the battlefield outside the territory, the effect of this jade talisman is minimal.

Therefore, the extraterritorial battlefield is still extremely dangerous for these foundation building period monks, but if they are more cautious and lucky, they can be safe and sound.

Generally speaking, the survival rate of an extraterritorial battlefield is about 30 percent.

Although it is not high, compared to the many materials and magic weapons that will be obtained when cleaning up here, those risks do not matter, those who cultivate immortals are fighting with the sky, the higher the risk, the greater the harvest.

And basically, anyone who returns safely from the extraterritorial battlefield will always have a higher status than other disciples in their respective sects, and most of them can improve their cultivation when they return, and the speed is far higher than that of cultivating in the sect.

After all, in the extraterritorial battlefield, the aura is extremely abundant, coupled with the perennial life and death crisis, the cultivation naturally improves rapidly.

Basically, every time the clean-up is done, someone will succeed, which is also one of the important reasons why the monks in the foundation building period are not afraid of life and death.

At this time, at 67 degrees in the northeast corner of the extraterritorial battlefield, a fair-faced young man was digging around with a knife on a huge floating corpse.

The armor on the corpse had been torn in many places, and in some places there were traces of fire, especially the one on the giant's chest, which was all shattered, revealing a wound the size of a normal person's fist.

In addition, at the center of the giant's eyebrows, there is a hammer-shaped pattern, which is relatively faint, and if you don't look closely, you can't see it at all.

This young man's name is Ma Liang, he is a monk of the third-level Xiuzhen National Fire Burning National War God Temple, he has the cultivation of the middle stage of foundation building, and he has been staying in the extraterritorial battlefield for more than thirty years, which can be described as experienced.

It needs to be explained here that the extraterritorial battlefield is a mysterious place, where the face will not change, and it will only be rapid at the moment of leaving.

He was digging, and suddenly his expression changed, and his body immediately lay down. I saw that from a distance, a flash of ink light shot rapidly, and it passed by him.

The young man was stunned, he vaguely saw that there seemed to be a bead in the ink light just now, so without saying a word, he quickly gave up the armor on the giant's body and chased forward.

He has been in the extraterritorial space for more than 30 years, and in addition to his peers, although he has not seen a single living person, he can fly with a magic weapon. I have seen it a few times, but each time it will cause a large number of peers to snatch it, and Ma Liang once saw from a distance that at least more than a hundred monks in the late stage of foundation building snatched a flying sword that could fly.

In the end, although no one grabbed it, Ma Liang heard it. Most of the things that can fly on their own have a material soul, such treasures. The power is extremely strong.

Ma Liang spread out his fastest speed and chased after him, and the more he chased him, the more excited he became. Especially this place is relatively remote, he has been here for more than a year, and has not met a peer, thinking of this, his heart is beating faster, and the luck of the dark master is coming, if I can get that treasure, I will return to the sect in the future, presumably the little sister will be impressed by me. When the time comes, give this treasure to the master. Let him marry my sister to me as my double monk. Isn't that wonderful?

With illusions, Ma Liang exerted his strength to eat milk. Chase out.

But the speed of the ink bead was too fast, Ma Liang didn't chase for many years, and he was pulled out of the distance, Ma Liang gritted his teeth and took out an item from the storage bag, this item was a shuttle, the whole body was red, and a trace of fiery gas emanated from it.

This is Ma Liang's biggest gain when he cleaned up the extraterritorial battlefield, he usually didn't dare to take it out, for fear of being snatched away, but now seeing that the ink light is too fast, the baby is about to disappear from front of him, he is unwilling, and he can't care about a lot, so he takes out the shuttle and throws it forward.

The shuttle immediately became several times larger, and with a humming sound, it rushed forward at a very fast speed. Ma Liang had already been lying on it and hugging it for a moment when the shuttle turned into a ground, he only felt the wind blowing violently, hitting his body like a fist, and his eyes finally opened, and in a blink of an eye, he was a lot closer to the ink light.

With excitement, Ma Liang hugged the shuttle, quickly approached, time passed quickly, after having the shuttle, although Ma Liang said that he would not chase the ink light, but if he wanted to surpass or intercept, he couldn't do it anyway, he could only keep the distance between one and the other without being pulled away.

Until the third day, Ma Liang looked at the unfamiliar extraterritorial battlefield around him, and began to retreat in his heart, knowing that in the extraterritorial battlefield, the most dangerous thing is to come to a strange place in addition to Gangfeng and spatial rifts.

Unfamiliarity represents a lot of meaning, there may be a large number of spatial rifts here suddenly, devouring everything, Ma Liang had heard the old man say before, the extraterritorial battlefield is too big, and what they cleaned up is only a small part, just this small part, there will be a large number of spatial rifts in several places.

Just hesitating, Ma Liang suddenly found that rows of dense white thin strips suddenly appeared in front of him, and when he saw this thin strip, Ma Liang's expression changed greatly, and he immediately controlled the shuttle, forcibly stopped, and quickly retreated.

The white thin strips, he is too familiar with them, that is the spatial rift, when this spatial rift just appeared, it is like this, I believe that soon, those thin strips will get bigger and bigger, and finally completely form a huge rift, swallowing everything.

Ma Liang looked around with a pale face, and after finding that there was only a spatial crack in front of him, he was obviously relieved, and said with a wry smile: "That's it, it's not worth it to lose my life for a baby who doesn't know what to do, I haven't cultivated with my little junior sister yet, if I die like this, then I have to die without turning a blind eye, just don't chase it." ”

At this moment, in front of the ink light, a thin strip suddenly cracked quickly, and the ink light did not stop for a moment, burrowed into the crack, and disappeared.

Ma Liang sighed and scolded: "Space rift, you swallowed another treasure, Lao Tzu has been here for more than 30 years, see how much you have swallowed? If there are not 10,000, there are 8,000, so you can't leave one for Lao Tzu." ”

As soon as he finished scolding, his body suddenly felt cold, and he was patted on the shoulder.

Cold sweat leaked out instantly, he trembled, turned around slowly, and saw a middle-aged man standing behind him, this man had an ugly face, and said to Ma Liang: "Little guy, that ink light, have you seen it?"

Ma Liang saw a hammer-shaped pattern at the center of the middle-aged man's eyebrows at a glance, and gasped, he had talked about such a pattern many times in the thirty years of the extraterritorial battlefield, and even a few days ago, he had seen it.

This pattern, he had heard from some old people, was the symbol of the fifth-level cultivation country troll clan, the troll clan, born with spiritual power, is the best cultivator, and it is also the only one among the several fifth-level cultivation kingdoms in the local cultivation star that has only one sect in the country.

The people of the troll clan, only when they reach the infant metamorphosis stage, can they change their bodies at will, since the middle-aged man in front of him has the body of this ordinary person, he is obviously the strong man in the infantile metamorphosis period of the troll clan.

Ma Liang's mouth was dry, he didn't dare to hide it in the slightest, he nodded hurriedly, and said, "Senior, I saw that ink light, he flew there and was swallowed by the spatial rift. ”

This middle-aged man is chasing from Zhao Guo, he chased along the way, the more he chased, the more frightened he became, the speed of the bead was actually comparable to him, and under his interception, all dodged past, not only did not decrease, but became faster and faster. In the end, he was almost thrown away.

Coupled with the spatial cracks that appear from time to time, although he is not afraid, if he is entangled in the spatial rifts, it is also quite troublesome.

With the obstruction of the spatial rift, his speed was reduced again, and even with the addition of teleportation, he could only remain unopposed.

On the way, he found Ma Liang, but he didn't expect that after Ma Liang used the shuttle, he was actually faster than him and walked ahead of him.

After listening to Ma Liang's narration, his face was gloomy, and he was extremely annoyed in his heart, although the extraterritorial space was very large, he knew that there was still a margin here, but within the spatial rift, it was almost boundless, even if he went back to find the peerless powerhouse in the late stage of the infant transformation in the clan to find it, I am afraid it would be a needle in a haystack, and the expectation was slim.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Ma Liang, grabbed the shuttle in his right hand, and after looking at it a few times, he shouted: "This bird thing belongs to Lao Tzu." ”

After speaking, his body moved, without looking at Ma Liang, and flew back to the original road.

After the other party left, Ma Liang wiped the sweat on his head, gave a sigh of relief, and hurriedly left the place.

He didn't know that Na Fu was quite famous in the fifth-level Xiuzhen Kingdom, but most of his fame came from the so-called "even if you lose it if you don't pick it up", this guy even went to the third-level Xiuzhen Kingdom, and he had to take the pillar of light of Lin Yitongtian's Tower, which can be seen.

(Ergen knows that with the previous 2,3,000 words per day turtle speed update, he is not eligible to ask for a monthly pass, and even if he does, he will be scolded.) Now I have decided that from tomorrow onwards, we will steadily update 6,000 words a day, and I will guarantee that I will do it! ）()