Chapter 187

Just when Duan Heng was half-lured and half-persuaded to prepare to go to Penglai, in the farther away part of the Endless Sea, on a huge desert island, hundreds of very strange men and women were carefully marching in the grassy deep forest, almost all of them were wearing simple animal skin skirts, or they could only cover them with leaves, and as for what they were holding, that is, stones, rough wooden spears or simple bone spurs, similar to primitive people.

However, if Duan Heng or other earlier earth immigrants were here, they would immediately be judged that they should be a group of earthlings who had been emigrated to the Immortal Cultivation Realm in the last few months.

But the strange place is here, no matter when the immigrants, there must be a corresponding immigration disposal envoy to guide and resettle, such as the distribution of the minimum clothes, fairy stones, and the practice of exercises, including the introduction of the situation here, with this kind of foreshadowing, then there will always be no moths in the future.

It's just that this group of earth immigrants obviously hasn't experienced this link, not to mention, the three thousand small world immigrants in the past, whether they are orderly earthlings or people from the evil zone, will all be immigrated to the thirty-six states of Daqian to fill the population there.

So how could a group of immigrants appear in the Endless Sea?

And what's even more amazing is that this group of hundreds of earth immigrants is still alive and well, this is just a joke, you must know that this is in the endless sea, whether it is in the ocean, or on the huge island, poisonous insects and beasts, sea beasts and even monsters, pirates, and even the forces of wild immortals, any one of them is even the current Duan Heng has to retreat, a group of ordinary people who have just emigrated from the earth, and they don't even have any weapons with their bare hands, let alone hold on for a few months, theoretically it is impossible to hold on for even an hour。

But that's what happened.

This group of ordinary people, who seem to be so weak that they can be overturned by a gust of wind, can actually use the most rudimentary weapons. Hunt the prey they want to hunt, and they're always lucky.

There had never been any terrifying beasts to attack them, even if they encountered it by chance, then after a burst of chickens and dogs jumping, they could successfully get rid of that demon beast that was at least equivalent to the prince level.

Whenever they were ready to summon up the courage to hunt those terrible beasts, they would come across two powerful beasts fighting over their territory. In the end, they only need to throw a few rocks and enjoy it.

If you pick it up in the grass casually, the fruit you find is always so sweet, and you are full of strength when you eat it.

So in just a few months, these hundreds of earth settlers have become powerful enough to hunt freely on this desert island, and the number of fierce beasts on this desert island is also increasing, changing and increasing, as if they are used as targets. Hone their fighting skills.

Although they still don't know what the realm of cultivation is, their growth rate will definitely make any past Earth immigrants ashamed, and even those high-ranking disciples will have to bow down.

No one knows all this, and this strange desert island never seems to be known to the outside world.

It was only in the dead of night that the leader of this group of Earth migrants, the one who had earned everyone's respect from the bottom of their hearts for some time. A leader who can lead them alive and always be able to turn everything around in a desperate situation. A tall young man full of masculinity and leadership temperament would occasionally look up at the starry sky and muttered to himself in a low voice: "It's been 80 million years, and now I'm Duanmu Yu and I'm back in this world, hehe." I hope you don't let me down, old friends, I can't wait for you to taste what it's like to be exiled. ”

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The End of the World

The ruins of King's Landing were like a lively bazaar dispersed, and they were all in shambles. In the past few years, the expedition group composed of the children of various elite families has successfully completed their mission, that is, to re-turn the entire ruins of King's Landing, and the harvest is very high, if it is not for the change in the rear, everyone's lair has been wiped out by the demon army, and they have to hurry back, they may have to continue to move forward, because King's Landing is only the first ancient city in the Ancient Path of the End of the World.

Now on the ruins of this desolate city, the only thing that is still well preserved is the nine huge wordless stone tablets, which are the symbol of King's Landing, I don't know what material it is made of, anyway, countless explorers want to destroy it, but they are helpless, of course, the main reason is that there are countless sword soul guards here, and any explorer who wants to enter here will need to spend a huge price.

It's just that at this moment, the dense sword souls here in the past are actually missing, and under the nine huge wordless stone tablets, there is a woman in black who is holding a glass of spiritual wine, cross-legged, and her long black hair is pulled up at will, sitting here very leisurely, but the kind of coercion that she unintentionally exudes on her body makes people shudder.

She is Luo Qingniang.

I don't know how long it has been, she has been sitting there so leisurely, as if waiting for something?

Finally, when a ray of sunlight in the sky rarely shone on the nine huge stone tablets, three faint figures suddenly appeared on the periphery of the stone tablets, bowing slightly to the woman.

"Your Royal Highness Qingniang, the time has come, according to our previous agreement, please cooperate and send the Eight Desolations. ”

"Alas, the hateful Wind Watcher, the Night Crying Clan, why are you completely dead?" Luo Qingniang's somewhat helpless and annoyed voice sounded.

"It's almost over, Your Highness, five months ago, the demon star reappeared, and immediately after, that Heavenly Opportunity Doom Carrier has already killed a Wind Watcher with his own hands, so you don't have to worry, the prohibition guarded by our Night Weeping Clan has been broken again, and it won't be long before we all die." "There was no one in the void, and there were no emotional fluctuations.

"The demon star has reappeared, isn't that a lucky star, are you wind watchers making some fuss? Luo Qingniang pursed her lips, obviously suspected of delaying time.

However, the three wind watchers outside still said coldly: "Your Highness said with a smile, don't you know the truth that things must be opposed? The luck between heaven and earth is counted, when a person has endless blessings to consume, it is a huge disaster in itself, our night crying clan has been unable to prevent the birth of the demon star, so we can only reduce all accidents and variables as much as possible, Your Highness, your bloodline is the biggest variable at present, and you must not let your mother wake up." ”

"Hey, okay, what else can I say, but, after you sent me out of exile, do you want to continue to find trouble with Duan Heng?"

"That Heavenly Doom Carrier, we don't dare to approach, but it won't be long before he will fend for himself, compared to the Demon Star Present World, it is not worth mentioning at all, Your Highness, you can rest assured, the Nine Heavenly Emperors currently have no intention to hunt him down, not to mention that he has also taken in thirteen exiled and desolate villains, hehe, we are looking forward to him playing with fire and immolating himself." ”

"What?" Luo Qingniang stood up in surprise and said angrily in disbelief: "Are you digging a trap for Duan Heng? How can you be so despicable, I don't believe it, no matter how presumptuous Duan Heng is, he will not be able to contact the villains in the Eight Desolations of Exile, you-you are willing to sacrifice a clansman for this, it is too much! Duan Heng has not done anything bad at all. ”

"If you want to make it perish, you must first make it crazy! This sentence in the three thousand small worlds, I think it makes a lot of sense, our clansman died very worthwhile, the doom of the heavenly machine is the most difficult thing in this world, so far, no one can measure what the heavenly machine sealed in Duan Heng's mind is, in case it is the most terrible kind, no one can bear the consequences. Because of this, the conventional methods are useless to him, even if he is exiled to the Eight Desolations, it is useless, so he must die, and those thirteen villains will speed up the process. Only when this danger explodes in advance can we arrange in advance to deal with the crisis of the demon star's current world. ”

"Your Highness, you are also a member of the human race, you should understand how terrible the Hanqi Demon Emperor, who is known as the head of the four fierce people in the world, is! This is the nineteenth time we have sealed him, and it is also the shortest time, only 80 million years, he broke the seal again, this time I don't know how much turmoil it will have to set off, how much price it will take, in order to reseal it, so, Your Highness, don't add to the chaos, and the matter has come to this, there is no room for recovery. ”

Luo Qingniang was a little dazed, sighed lightly for a long time, nodded, and walked with the three wind watchers, just like before, when they came, there was no trace when they went.

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Sailing on the angry sea is very arbitrary.

In the past few months, Duan Heng had begun to adapt to the thirteen evil guys around him, and to be honest, putting aside their extremely evil nature, in other aspects, they could all be among the smartest geniuses in the world.

Needless to say, Duan Da's strength can only be described as unfathomable, so much so that sometimes, Duan Heng looks at her with hair.

Duan Er practiced a special kind of cultivation technique, which is said to have been passed down from the ancient demon race, well, that is, before the rise of the human race, when the demon race was developed. So his body was his biggest weapon, and Duan Heng even tried it himself, using the Xiaoyue Sword to cut this guy's skin, which was quite laborious, and could only pierce less than three inches.

Of course, when Duan Heng proposed that he use the sword qi triple attack method to release the three ancient sword swords, Duan Er still fled.

However, Duan Heng himself felt that even if it was the Ancient Sword Demon, it would be difficult to cause any fatal damage to Duan Er, after all, the gap between the two was too big.

After sailing for eighteen months, I don't know how far the sea route was crossed, when the roaring sea finally quieted down and the wind became gentle, the legendary Penglai finally appeared in front of Duan Heng.

But this may not be correct, because what he sees is the shadow of a heavy ship that cannot be seen at a glance, at least more than tens of thousands of giant ships are moored here, each of which is not trivial, and even among them, there is no lack of extravagant giant ships pulled by black dragons.

However, Duan Heng keenly found that these thirteen villains, including Duan Da, were all looking forward to and excited, so that this mood could not be suppressed, could not be hidden, or disdained to hide it.

What secrets are hidden in this Penglai land, and why is it like a grand event? )