Boo hoo hoo The five figures were thrown from the Scarlet Gold King's ship and turned into streams of light and crashed into the void passage blasted out by the old white ghost's big hand.
However, at this moment, the big hand that was hitting the Scarlet Gold King's ship suddenly turned over and fell in the same direction. clang In an instant, the king's ship swayed, stirring up a red-gold stream of light, and also hit the void passage.
Half of the ship's hull blocked the void passage.
The terrifying impact force set off huge waves in the void, and the sea evaporated. , the seabed collapsed, and the void was annihilated.
Rumble The aftermath of the collision completely shattered the void passage.
Feeling the terrifying and destructive aura behind it, the huge waves swept into the sky and evolved into earth, water, wind and fire.
Qingyang Huan's inner world showed a kind of imminent death. of fear.
The aftermath of the collision between the Sea Tribe King's big hand and the Red Gold King's ship swept over almost every one of them.
"don't want" The destruction that was enough to destroy mountains and rivers and shake down the stars came and swallowed up a Fireman again in his breath.
Even if they mobilized their respective ultimate powers, they could not delay the murderous intention behind them.
“Can’t walk in the aisle anymore” There were only four of the eight fire bearers left in the Southern Wilderness at this moment, and Jin Yang Yantian roared. puff However, in this short moment, the huge waves of destruction crashed down, and another fire bearer was directly submerged by the huge waves, leaving only a faint trace of blood and no bones left. , Boom boom boom At this moment, only Qingyang Huan, Jin Yang Yantian and Feng Yuluo were left in the void passage.
In an instant, without any hesitation, the three of them exploded forward with all their strength, blasting towards the people who had already been attacked.
A void barrier covered with fine cracks.
Rumble The moment Qing Yanghuan entered the blasted hole, a huge wave swept past behind him, and the terrifying aftermath fell heavily towards his back.
"Innate Bagua, the tortoise shell is the hardest" In an instant, the sounds of turtles, immortals, ghosts, and wolves howling were heard, and the turtle shell glowed with a thick purple-gold divine light, forming ancient runes, and then the turtle shell covered Qingyang Huan's back. boom "It's your uncle, Mr.
Turtle is injured."
These were the last words Qingyang Huan heard.
His whole spiritual world fell into a terrifying trance.
He felt that his will was spinning, a mountain was pressing on his back, his five internal organs were injured, and his war bones were buzzing.
Ming, Wangshan Island.
There is a small island in the outer waters of the Manghuang Continent.
There is a spiritual fruit called the Feathering Fruit growing on the island, which plays a great role in solidifying the will of warriors.
In order to cultivate these emerging fruits, there is a human tribe living on the island.
There are about ten thousand people.
They are the Wangshan slave tribe.
They are slaves of the Haixi family of the Hai tribe.
Because the Hai tribe is not used to living on land, so They enslaved a tribe to take care of the feathered spirit fruit.
The highest mountain on Wangshan Island, said to be a mountain, is just a hill with a height of a hundred feet, because all the mountains that used to be on Wangshan Island have been flattened, and they have become dozens of small piles of rocks no more than a hundred feet high.
On this day, an old man wearing a coarse leather coat on the top of the mountain was looking up towards the sky deep in the sea, because there were lightning and thunder there, as if the end of the world was coming.
The dragon roared, causing the entire Wangshan Island to fall into a terrifying majesty.
"Clan leader, is the storm coming again?
But why is it so early this year?
It will take three months for the Feathering Spirit Fruit to mature.
If we are swept by the storm, we will not be able to get the Feathering Spirit Fruit by then.
What will we do?
Hai The Hae tribe will not let us go.”
"Yes, if we can't hand over the Feathering Spirit Fruit, we will all die by then."
"What are you afraid of?
The worst I can do is fight with Haixie.
I've already had enough."
"shut up" As soon as the young warrior left his mouth, he was scolded by the older man, "We will fight with whatever we have to fight.
A random person from the Haixi tribe will be enough to level the entire Wangshan Island.
Everyone will become immortals."
Stand guard in front of the tree and never let the spiritual tree be destroyed.”
“Go quickly” The clan leader roared, and clan members, whether they were gathered together or in other places, rushed towards the bright spiritual trees among the hills on the island, building a human wall with their bodies, preparing to withstand the coming storm.
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At the bottom of the mountain, several clan elders looked towards the top of the mountain.
The old people on the top of the mountain were the backbone of the entire Wangshan tribe.
The Haixi tribe called them the Wangshan Nu tribe, but they did not think so and called themselves the Wangshan tribe.
In fact, their entire tribe does not have much blood relationship.
Most of them have been on this island for less than ten years.
Ten years ago, the last Wangshan tribe living on this island was slaughtered by the Haixie tribe because they failed to protect the feathered spirit fruit during the storm, and their blood and bones were turned into fertilizer and filled on the island.
Then they were captured from the mainland by the Haixi tribe's slave-catching team and formed the new Wangshan tribe.
The old man on the top of the mountain exuded an aura of vicissitudes of life, and his face looked like it had been cut several times with a knife, showing an unconcealable tiredness. call out Abruptly, in the depths of the distant sea, the void cracked with silver thunderous lightning, and a stream of light emitting light purple cut through the void and fell into the ocean hundreds of miles away from Wangshan Island.
This scene was clearly seen by Wangshan Clan Chief and several clan elders, and their eyes suddenly showed horror.
Don't think that as a slave of the Sea Clan, you are a useless person.
If you want to serve the Feathered Spirit Fruit well, people without cultivation can't do it.
The leader of the Wangshan clan is a warrior of the True First Realm.
Along with the six clan elders, two are also of the True First Realm.
The rest are all at the peak of the Totem Realm.
Their mission is to serve the people deep in the island well.
More than a dozen high-level feathered spiritual trees.
"Clan leader."
Not to mention the True Realm, one can see clearly even from a distance of a hundred miles in the Totem Realm.
The purple stream of light that cuts through the void for thousands of miles is a person "patriarch" On the top of the mountain, the old man with a tired face looked at the stream of light sinking into the sea, with a faint light shining in his cloudy eyes, but he returned to his original state in just an instant.
"The elders of the Qingliu Clan will suppress the previous few boys who were rude and disrespectful to the Haixi clan and severely punish them.
They will be sent to the Black Water Mysterious Prison to be soaked for ten days."
An old woman in black robe below was suddenly startled and said hurriedly: "Clan leader, the ten-day black water mysterious prison, those young people can't hold it, even if they can hold on, they will be immersed in the black water."
Yes, patriarch"
"If you speak rudely and insult your superiors, you will naturally be punished.
Now that's enough in front of our own people.
If the adults in Haixie superiors hear it, wouldn't it bring disaster to our Wangshan tribe?"
Next to the old woman Qingliu, a middle-aged warrior wearing a black python-patterned animal robe snorted coldly.
"you" "enough" The leader of the Wangshan Clan on the top of the mountain said in a deep voice, and then turned his eyes to the middle-aged warrior who spoke out, and said: "Qiu Yun, the storm is coming, our Wangshan tribe must protect the Emerging Spirit Tree, could you please go and report to Haixie?"
After everything that happened to the clan’s elders, I took the remaining clan elders to protect the Feathered Spirit Tree.”
"yes" After the words fell, the middle-aged man named Qiu Yun looked at the surrounding clan elders with a touch of disdain, and turned into a stream of light and rushed out of Wangshan Island.
Qingliu and Qiuyun are the remaining true first-level warriors of the Wangshan tribe besides the clan leader.
"Clan leader."
Seeing Qiu Yun leaving, the remaining clan elders spoke out one after another.
"Okay, if the elder of the Qingliu tribe doesn't go ahead, the rest of you will follow me to guard the Feathered Spirit Tree."
Watching the clan leader go away, the remaining clan elders looked at each other and sighed.
In the deepest part of Wangshan Island, in a low valley, a hundred-foot-tall spiritual tree shone brightly.
Under the bright sun, there was even more sparkling light emitting from it.
The spiritual tree is like a canopy, covering an entire area within a mile.
Each spiritual leaf is as big as a cattail leaf, glowing with light blue light.
In the blue glow, there is a figure that looks like a floating figure.
From a distance, it looks more like a dancing goddess, as agile as a god.
This is the Feathering Spirit Fruit.
The feathered spirit tree located in the deepest part of the island is the highest level on the entire island.
The feathered spirit fruit produced by this spiritual tree is of great help to the half-king realm warriors who are about to enter reincarnation.
Chief Wangshan flew down and walked into the valley.
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He walked until he was in front of the spirit tree.
He felt that there was no warrior aura around him, and he entered the deepest rock wall in the valley.
His big hand quickly moved away a pile of rocks in front of him, revealing a carving on the mountain wall.
This is a large and colorful bird.
Perhaps due to the passage of time, the color of the depiction has peeled off.
The head of the big bird is glowing with bright colors.
It has a long white beak and a pair of red claws that look like they are about to scratch.
Heaven and earth, the tail wing seems to depict the splendor of heaven and earth.
Boom Without the slightest hesitation, Wangshan Clan Chief knelt on the ground, and a drop of his blood flowed between his fingers, outlining an ancient bird rune.
"There are sages in the human race who are surrounded by purple energy.
The great sages have purple energy that travels hundreds of millions of miles eastward.
There are human beings who are surrounded by purple energy in the offshore sea and fall into the ocean.
They are of human bloodline."
Along with obscure murmurs, the runes outlined by Wangshan Clan Chief suddenly disappeared into the mural.
The eyes of the divine bird on the dilapidated mural seemed to light up in a daze.
The next moment, Chief Wangshan stood up, piled rocks on the mural again, then bowed respectfully and quickly returned to the entrance of the valley.
"Chief, the thunder in the deep sea has stopped, and the storm has dissipated."
"Okay, take me to see it quickly" In the vast sea, the sea and sky are the same color, and the clouds are misty, like a fairyland.
However, somewhere in the depths of the boundless ocean, a solitary peak reaches straight into the sky from below the ocean, as if a divine sword penetrates the clouds, and the entire mountain peak is shrouded in clouds and mist. .
“Ru wow ru wow” In the rolling clouds and mist, clear and crisp cries were heard constantly.
Suddenly, a three-foot-sized spiritual bird came out through the clouds and mist.
It was only three feet long, but two-thirds of its length was actually It's a tail that shines with nine colors.
Although it is a little less magical, it is somewhat similar to the depicted divine bird worshiped by the leader of the Wangshan tribe: