Which young man is not full of passion.
That's the case with Tuoba Yu.
He was used to seeing the black-skin people being bullied, and he had been holding a fire in his heart.
Why is the Black Skin tribe a slave tribe and must be oppressed?
Isn't the life of the black skin tribe just life?
"You're a brave boy, but unfortunately, you're too stupid!"
The Cyclops waved his hand, and strong wind surged out.
Poof!
Tuobayu vomited blood and was directly knocked away!
"Xiaoyu!"
Tuoba Lan's pretty face turned pale.
"Hmph, if you don't obey today, I will slaughter your entire Black Skin Clan!"
"Anyway, you lowly slaves are like weeds, growing again and again after being cut." The Cyclops had murderous intent in his eyes.
"Agree, we agree!"
The leader of the Black Skin Clan trembled.
Tuoba Lan's eyes were red, and she was taken away by the Cyclops.
A group of women were also kidnapped.
The shortest of these cyclops is three feet tall, like a little giant.
One can imagine what nightmares these women who were taken away would experience.
With the size of a Cyclops, it would not be a simple torture.
It's just so heart-wrenching.
"Sister Alan!"
Tuoba Yu's crown and canthus were split, and the corners of his eyes were about to burst open, with blood dripping from them.
My heart felt like it was bursting with anger and pain!
"Hey, kid..." The leader of the Black Skin Tribe shook his head and sighed.
"If I'm strong enough..." Tuoba Yu gritted his teeth and his eyeballs were bloodshot.
In a cruel place like a foreign land.
Weakness is the original sin!
As long as you are strong enough, you will have identity, status, resources, women, dignity, and everything!
"I'm too weak." Tuoba Yu said painfully.
They slaves are born with bad luck.
In addition, there are few resources, and there are no good skills or magical powers.
To rise is more difficult than reaching the sky.
In the Immortal Realm, there are some schools and academies that can teach ordinary monks.
But not in foreign lands.
Even if there are, only those with talent, strength, and status can join.
These slaves are not even qualified to work as handymen.
And just then.
Boom!
The heaven and the earth manifested strange phenomena again.
In the celestial tomb thousands of miles away, lightning flashed and clouds of calamity gathered.
"What's going on in the Sky Tomb? There's been a lot of movement recently. Could it be that something happened?"
Some of the surrounding tribal forces are discussing.
Tuoba Yu, on the other hand, suddenly stared ahead.
Tomb of Heaven!
A strange forbidden place full of various death legends!
But there is no lack of it, there are a few lucky people who can get incredible opportunities and fortunes!
"If I can get it..." Tuoba Yu's eyes flashed with unprecedented determination.
In his current situation, let’s not talk about whether he has any training resources.
Even if there is, if you want to practice step by step, you still have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the Moon of the Horse.
The only way is to take a gamble and give it a try!
If you win, you will become a master from now on, and you can even lead the entire tribe out of the humble status of slaves.
Losing is nothing more than a cheap life.
"What's the point of living like this, why not take a gamble!" Tuoba Yu's eyes flashed.
Late at night.
Tuoba Yu was alone, left the tribe, and stormed towards the sky tomb.
…
Sky Tomb, in the dark valley.
Infinite chaotic energy is surging, and various ways of order are intertwined.
It seems to be pregnant with a sleeping god.
On the side, Jun Xiaoyao's slender figure emerged.
It looks a little unreal.
This is the form transformed by Jun Xiaoyao's soul.
"Yes, the harvest this time is great. My cultivation level has been improved to the quasi-supreme level." Jun Xiaoyao murmured.
You know, Jun Xiaoyao is less than thirty years old.
So young, stepping into the quasi-supreme realm.
Simply the only one in eternity.
I searched through ancient history and couldn't find a single one.
Even those seed-level geniuses and young supremes are actually at least hundreds or thousands of years old.
There are even those who are thousands of years old.
It's just that compared to the life span of a monk, he is very young.
But Jun Xiaoyao is really young, not just relative.
Even if he is considered a hundred years old, Jun Xiaoyao is still very young.
"And this is not the limit. With the expansion of the inner universe, I don't even have to practice deliberately, and my realm will increase."
Jun Xiaoyao sighed, he was surprised by his talent.
No need to practice, even lying down is better than other people who practice hard.
There are such monsters.
"And my inner universe has finally transformed into a world of dust." Jun Xiaoyao noticed another point.
Before, after some advice from Emperor Qing.
Jun Xiaoyao finally understood that the inner universe also had levels.
The world of tiny dust, the world of small world, the world of medium world, the world of large world, single universe, multiverse and so on.
Previously, Jun Xiaoyao's inner universe was not even a world of dust, it could only be regarded as an inner space.
But now, after being nourished by the World Tree.
The universe in Jun Xiaoyao is expanding rapidly, covering more than ten light-years, and has reached the level of the world of dust.
There are also various material rules, among which are the rules of yin and yang.
Jun Xiaoyao has now crossed the threshold.
But in comparison, people of the same generation have not even opened up the inner universe.
Jun Xiaoyao has surpassed his contemporaries by far.
"The chaotic physique formed by Chaos Qinglian should take shape within a few months."
"However, it is estimated that it will take some time for the ancient holy body that has been integrated into the origin of Tao to completely transform into a quasi-innate holy body."
Jun Xiaoyao estimated.
But this is also part of his plan.
Anyway, this is his body, there is no difference.
When the time comes to fuse the chaotic physique with the quasi-innate holy body, it will probably be able to sweep through everything.
Just when Jun Xiaoyao was bored.
Suddenly, as if he noticed something, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.
"Interesting, I didn't expect that someone would dare to come to this forbidden place, and he is still a mortal."
Although Jun Xiaoyao didn't know the situation in this forbidden area.
But he also knew that this was definitely an eternally forbidden place in a foreign land.
However, in such an extremely dangerous place, a young man with a cultivation level below the ninth level of the Saint dared to enter.
It's no different than seeking death.
Jun Xiaoyao's thoughts spread out and immediately locked onto the young man.
It was Tuoba Yu, a young man from the black skin tribe.
He has a handsome face and a look of perseverance.
And his cultivation level is mediocre.
"this……"
Jun Xiaoyao felt a sense of déjà vu.
Isn't this just the standard protagonist character?
Entering the forbidden area, narrowly escaped death, unexpectedly got an opportunity, and then changed his destiny against the will of heaven and became a master.
However, the only thing that is certain is.
This boy doesn't have that kind of luck.
He is not Long Aotian or Wang Teng.
"The slave boy is a good candidate for preaching."
"And it's quite interesting to create a child of destiny with your own hands."
Jun Xiaoyao also needs to collect the power of faith and irrigate the seeds of faith.
It's time for him to place a chess piece.
This Tuoba Yu is a suitable candidate.
