Summer Garden.

Xia Tuopan sat under a green light spirit tree, the blood in his body was circulating, and in the depths of the battle body, seventy-two small worlds were deposited between the flesh and blood, and the surface of the world barrier was full of folds and ravines, which were fused with the flesh and blood, and the rhyme of life and death flowed.

This time, with the help of the opportunity in the sword lattice bloodline, the battle bones in his body were suddenly refined to one hundred and eleven seventeen pieces, and although the area of the seventy-two small worlds had not expanded, it was more than ten times stronger than before.

The cultivation of the second step of the realm is a process of transformation from the prototype of the world to the real world, what is the real world, only the world can be like the outside wasteland, and can let living beings survive.

In his small world, the breath of vitality is circulating, and the innate breath is like a source, constantly swallowing vitality, but vitality is not yet life.

The creation that originated from the innate soil was manifesting, and in the seventy-two small worlds, there was a faint yellow particle, as fine as dust, and it was falling towards the bottom of the small world.

It is rumored that the soil can be continuously derived and is the source of soil derivation, and this moment has been confirmed.

In one of the small worlds, the falling dirt has gathered into a small mound the size of a foot, and the dirt exudes a lot of life.

Of course, the transformation of the earth needs the support of spiritual power, and in order to maintain the transformation of the small world, the powerhouse of the Clearing Realm must continue to refine the spirit crystal, replenish the energy of the small world, and then let the small world gradually expand.

The expansion of the small world can be deliberately retreated and cultivated, and it can also be expanded with the precipitation of time, which varies from person to person, but many martial artists, at this level, will choose to slow down and boil slowly.

After all, impulsiveness is the devil.

Once there is a problem in the small world, it will explode, and it will explode by itself, and you will not be able to run.

I don't know how other people's small worlds are, but Xia Tuo's own small world is slowly expanding, and the innate soil is causing land to spawn in the world.

After obtaining the ice rune, Jian Lian naturally chose to retreat and promote to the realm, and Xia Tuo, who did not need to worry about clan affairs, also began to cultivate to the life and death eyes of the three-eyed human race.

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Frontier Southwest Region.

In the ancient mountain forest, the grass and trees are vast, and the mist between the mountains is filled, and there is not much miasma.

It is tens of thousands of miles away from the southwest boundary of the Frontier Wasteland, and in fact, there is no clear concept of the boundary of the Frontier Wasteland in the west and south, from ancient times to the present.

Today's realm was set in the Chiming period, and a large part of the southwest land in the Longhan era has not yet been reclaimed.

Woo woo woo~

In the ancient jungle, I remembered the desolate sound of the horn, and in the whimper, a strange roar sounded, and the figures in the old forest shuttled one after another, heading in the same direction.

Deep in the jungle, old vines are falling, ancient trees are strong, old trees are coiled, and an ancient, weathered altar is coiled with many roots and vines.

Around the altar, priests dressed in wide animal robes, painted with crooked blood-colored runes, and with thick horns on their heads, kept making obscure sounds from their mouths.

Roar~

Ha~

The people who rushed from all directions, passed through the figure of the priest to the altar, and with the smooth bone dagger polished in their hands, cut their foreheads, and blood dripped on the runes above the altar.

These figures, all dressed in simple animal robes, had ghosts painted on their faces with grass and wood paint, and their eyes were full of fanaticism, allowing blood to drip on the altar.

A blood mist rose from the altar and began to surround it, and the priest next to him became even more fanatical, took out a bone dagger, and stabbed it towards his heart.

When he fell, there was a figure with reverence in his eyes, and he lifted the priest's body and lowered it towards the altar.

"Eternal Life~"

"Eternal Life~"

"Return to the bosom of the earth. ”

......

At this moment, on a tall ancient tree in the distance, a yellow-green old monkey squatted, looking coldly at the scene below.

Airplanes!

The ancient altar watered by blood was really awakened at this moment, and one by one runes began to swim away like swimming snakes, and the blood turned into blood flames at this moment, burning in the center of the altar.

The blood flame burned, scorching and twisting the void three feet above, and the blood mist converged, opening up a slightly distorted picture.

It was a blood-colored figure, with eyes as empty as a netherworld and a ghost prison, swallowing rising blood, and the blood and energy sacrificed by the figure outside the altar were swallowed up by it.

The old forest gradually became quiet, and the figures surrounding the altar were already lying on the ground, each one turned into a dry corpse.

However, there was a kind of excitement and hope on everyone's faces, and they really thought that they had obtained eternal life.

Airplanes!

The old monkey sitting on the tree stretched out his palm, like an altar sealed in the dust, and rose into the air, gradually shrinking back into the palm.

The shrunken altar, the surface of the blood light, the old monkey put it in front of his eyes and sucked it violently, and in an instant, a torrent of blood-colored vitality on the altar came out and was swallowed into his stomach.

After inhaling the blood, a touch of intoxication appeared on his face, and a heavy blood light floated on his body, and his breath flickered, which lasted for more than ten breaths before it gradually fell.

After doing all this, the old ape leaned against the trunk of the tree, squinting his eyes.

"I've been chasing me for so long, and I've missed men. ”

A hoarse voice sounded, and it spread throughout the old forest, and a sinister smile flashed on the old monkey's face.

After speaking, a stone plate with missing horns appeared in his big hand, the silver light flickered, the demonic aura bloomed, and there was still a figure on the trunk.

Almost instantly, a charming aura emerged, and the figure of the Venerable Wannu came from afar, saw the dry bones all over the ground, stomped his feet fiercely, and ran away again.

There are really a lot of ways for the old monkey to escape.

Her eyes fell on the bones below, these figures were slightly taller than the other Terrans in the Border Wilderness, and their physique was also stronger, and the weapons and tools in their hands were all bone knives and arrows.

These are barbarians who live in the wilderness and ancient lands, and they also have human blood, but for some reason they rarely go out of the mountains and forests to go outside.

Counting the bones lying on the ground, there were about more than 1,200 people, and Venerable Wannu's eyes flashed, and the murderous intent loomed.

Although the Xiang Monkey is a strong person in the realm, it was hit hard back then and left scars, so it needs to be repaired every once in a while.

It is also strange that this old monkey had enough chances, and he actually got an altar in the wild ancient land, which charmed people's hearts and absorbed the blood of the sacrificer.

The blood that is willing to sacrifice can be more gentle than the blood that is directly plundered, and it is very good for the cultivation of injuries.

However, the blood of more than a thousand barbarians can't last long for the Xiang Monkey's injuries, and the Xiang Monkey will continue to attack when the time comes.

Airplanes!

The jade hand unfolded gently, and the oracle bone order appeared in his hand, and the Venerable Wannu punched a thought into it, and suddenly the runes on the surface of the oracle bone order appeared, turning into a halo of light and surrounding it, and one by one the runes lit up and swirled, crashing into the void and disappearing into the darkness.

After doing all this, she also disappeared into the ancient forest.

......

Airplanes!

Great Xia City, Xia Yuan, Xia Tuo, who was cultivating, was lit up with a bright light on his body, and the oracle bone order automatically flew out, manifesting a halo composed of runes.

Waking up from the silence, Xia Tuo grabbed the oracle bone order and heard the voice from the Venerable Wannu.

Reining his breath, his figure disappeared into the summer garden.

Now that the development of the clan has nothing to do, he just solved the matter of the slave hall and saw if he could get some people from outside the territory.

The lack of population in the border wasteland slowed down the speed at which Great Xia increased its clan power.

Of course, if you can take the slave hall, there are many benefits.

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Frontier Southwest Region.

Especially near the southwest position, the mountains and wilderness are continuous, the boundary line between the border wilderness area and the wild ancient land is not obvious at all, from the northwest across the western part of the border wilderness, the scene seen along the way is similar to that in the northern region, desolate and uninhabited.

Fertile fields are sparsely populated, and traces of ruins left by some large tribes can still be vaguely seen.

"I thought you'd shirk again. ”

In the nameless mountains and wilderness, Venerable Wannu was shrouded in a faint purple qi, his legs were not an inch, and his graceful body appeared in front of Xia Tuo's eyes.

"Xia has always kept promises. ”

Xia Tuo looked at Venerable Wannu and said in a deep voice: "Since you said it, you will do it." ”

His eyes swirled on Xia Tuo's body, and Venerable Wannu's eyes lit slightly, and he said: "I tracked down the Xiang Monkey before, but unfortunately it ran away first, and there should be a witch weapon in his hand."

However, his old injuries have recurred, and he needs to absorb blood qi to heal his wounds, so he will definitely show up again.

If you don't take this opportunity to find him, once he suppresses the injury again, I'm afraid that he will have to look for dozens or hundreds of years. ”

For the patriarch of the Slave Hall of the Shadow Shadow Domain, Xia Tuo has never seen it, and his strength is in the second step, but he doesn't know how it compares to himself.

Since he was promoted to the Frontier Realm, he hasn't had a good fight.

"There are other clues about the monkey. ”

"This guy has an ancient artifact altar in his hand, which can absorb the blood of barbarians, and he will inevitably look for barbarian tribes in the wilderness to confuse. ”

Hearing this, Xia Tuo shook his head slightly, the wild ancient land has become bigger, and the tribe of the barbarians is extremely secret, and it is not easy to find it.

As soon as he thought of this, he opened his mouth and asked, "Is the place where his blood sacrifice was made from before still there, but is there any qi left over from it?"

"Yes, you have a secret method to track the breath?"

Venerable Wannu's eyes lit up.

Xia Tuo took out the psychic skeleton, and didn't put in an idea, but unfortunately it was like a stone sinking into the sea, this array king weapon was defective, and it seemed that it could only be legged.

Then, Xia Tuo returned to the tribe and summoned the snail.

A group of three people appeared in the place of the barbarians who had previously sacrificed the blood of the monkeys, and the corpses had been destroyed by the beasts, but fortunately there were still some left.

Luo has been promoted to the witch saint, looking for a second-step martial artist in the realm of earth, and he is also a little sure, for cursed witches, as long as they reveal a wisp of qi, they can bite like maggots on tarsal bones.