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All five desolations are in motion.
From this day on, in the Five Wastelands, successors and even powerful people were born frequently in various supreme inheritances. Especially in the Eastern Wasteland and the Northern Wasteland, they received a lot of attention. The seventh prince of the Ao family built a star-level ancient road, and it was not the East Wasteland that he planned. The wilderness is the northern wilderness.
However, although the supreme lineages made some moves, they all remained silent and failed to cut off the extradition. When they entered the ancestral land of the Central Region, they had some scruples. After all, no one knew that the ancestral land of the Suotian lineage. He has a lot of fighting power, but how much energy and blood is left in his later years?
In the blink of an eye, three days passed.
There was an undercurrent surging in the Five Wastelands, but needless to say, there was no trace of Su Qinian and his horse, not even a shadow.
Some powerful people showed doubts. Could it be that the Star-level ancient road failed to successfully fall into the ancestral land of the Central Region? Still lost in the depths of nothingness, after all, even with the void spiritual roots and star core, it is difficult to believe that the seventh prince of the Ao family has reached the level of master in formation.
Northern Wilderness, Dragon Blood Wild Family.
This is a stretch of wild mountains that look majestic and vicissitudes of life, shrouded in a vast sea of clouds.
Deep in the mountains, there is a middle-aged man wearing a green dragon skin with curly black hair. The whole person is shrouded in a chaotic mist, and his face cannot be seen clearly. He has a strong body and a slender figure. Just standing there, he seems to be pressed down. Collapse of the Heavens is not about momentum and cultivation, but a kind of majesty from the inside out, an indescribable temperament that is enough to be engraved and imprinted in the depths of anyone's soul.
"Ancestor."
At this time, a figure came out of nothingness, exuding holy light all over, and lingering in the blood-colored glow. This was a saint, standing on the top of the holy realm. Looking at the figure wearing a green dragon skin, he couldn't help but Revealing a kind of fanatical reverence, because this is the sea-fixing needle of his Dragon Blood Wild Family, a living and current emperor.
In the supreme inheritance, there are also strong and weak ones. With the current emperor sitting in charge, there is no doubt that it can be called one of the strongest inheritances among the hundreds of clans in the world. As for the various clans, there are too few emperors. There are emperors alive in every clan, and every emperor is a being who can overlook the long river of destiny, shock the nine heavens and ten earths, and make the vast starry sky tremble.
"did you find it."
The current emperor of the Dragon-Blooded Huang family did not turn around. The voice of the emperor of the Huang family was deep and thick, with a smell of iron blood. Just when he opened his mouth, it seemed that he could smell the clear smell of rust.
"Back to our ancestors, we don't know where they are, but we can be sure that they didn't enter the East China Sea, nor did they enter the ancestral land of Suotian."
The saint said respectfully, and the holy light and divine glow surrounding his body were deliberately hidden to show respect, and he did not dare to be disrespectful or blasphemous.
"Please call the life-breaker."
"Yes, ancestor."
The saint was shocked. The so-called life-breakers are the most mysterious group of people in the world. These people may not be the strongest in combat power, but their methods are enough to make many people feel a chill in their bones. Because they are rare and This mysterious group of people are in charge of the taboo of fate, one of the ten taboos in the world.
First in time and space, he is the emperor of all ways, followed by destiny. Even in the long river of time and space, destiny is everywhere and throughout.
Any living being has a destiny path from the day it is born, or even before it is born. Some practitioners who control the taboo of destiny have taken this as a direction and evolved into a lineage of life-cutting masters.
The golden words, the constitution of heaven, and even the law followed by the words, the audience's life and destiny, determine the past and present...
All of these are interpretations of this lineage, but they are far less than the mysterious possibilities contained in this lineage. Even in the endless years, there were people in this lineage who peeked at the emperors and helped the human emperor of that life to transfer a Bury the foreign emperor who will become emperor.
According to legend, this lineage can trace the past and peek into the future. Although it is somewhat similar to the taboo of time and space, it is a completely different method. Its ability to hunt for treasures and people is the best in the world. As long as it exists in the world, this lineage is known as heaven and earth. Nothing to hide from.
Therefore, in the vast starry sky, it is recognized by all clans that the cultivator of the lineage that should not be offended is the life-destroying master. The life-destroying master controls the destiny. If there is any slight change, he will flee far away from the starry sky, unless he takes the initiative. Otherwise, it would be difficult to find him, but once he cares about him, he controls his destiny. In the endless years, there were even supremely powerful people whose fate was changed against the will of heaven, and they were knocked down from the mortal world and died alone.
And according to what this dragon-blooded desolate family saint knows, in every era, the life-breakers in the starry sky of other worlds will each look for a powerful person of the younger generation to follow them. Because they have glimpsed the secret of heaven, they can be killed by a life-breaker. Following the master, as long as they do not perish in the future, in the long years, almost everyone will enter the supreme realm, and there will be many who will enter the imperial realm.
It's a pity that he, the current emperor of the Dragon Blood Barren Family, was not chosen... Originally, the ancestor was quite dissatisfied, but now he actually went to ask the Life-Severing Master to take action for a descendant of Locking Heaven who was not above the Earth-opening realm. , the price that needs to be paid is definitely not small.
But then, the saint of the Huangjia thought of one of the many pieces of news that had reached the Five Wastelands of the Central Territory, and his eyes couldn't help but have a burning meaning. If it was true, it would be something that his dragon-blooded Huangjia would never encounter in ten thousand years. Good luck, maybe in the not too long time to come, he, the Dragon Blood Barren Family, will be able to emerge as a supreme human emperor.
…
"Go and ask the life-breaker to take action. We will go to heaven and earth to find this son!"
This is at the bottom of a valley filled with black fog, and the smell of decay is everywhere. Life is buried here, and death is the final destination.
A corner of the northern wilderness.
This is a short mountain that is only a few dozen feet high. In front of the short mountain is a blue-black gable that is also only a few dozen feet high. It is somewhat broken, and the wall is full of mottled marks.
It doesn't look like a very big village, it looks a bit like a tribe, but the silhouettes of people in twos and threes are probably far behind even the lowest-level low-level blood tribes. It's more like countless scattered on the wild land, weak and precarious. The family community is not as good as the lower blood tribe, and is usually called a scattered tribe.
At this moment, in this village, there are old people sorting herbs, young people collecting firewood, urchins running, chasing flying flowers and butterflies, and middle-aged men carrying big bows on their backs, dragging wild beasts as big as hills into the village. The village was so crowded that three or four of the fences at the gate of the village were broken.
"Go, give this bowl of animal meat to Grandpa Zu."
"There is also this blood fountain. Without it, be careful of Grandpa Ancestor spanking your ass to bloom."
There was a woman wearing an animal skin waistcoat who grabbed a naughty boy who was running with endless energy and stuffed him with a stone bowl full of unknown, fragrant animal meat. There was also a man carrying a jar covered with mud. Blood fountain, pressed into the naughty boy's arms, and at the same time bared his teeth and said: "Little bastard, if you dare to drink secretly again, I will break your butt into eight petals!"
The seven- or eight-year-old naughty boy's big dark eyes were darting around, and he ran out in a flash, as fast as a bolt of lightning. In the blink of an eye, he reached the depths of the village, in front of an ancient and peaceful looking stone house.
Once here, even the naughty boy calmed down a bit and said solemnly: "Grandpa Zu, I'm here to bring you food."
Squeak!
The stone door slowly opened. This was a young man wearing a green robe with white hair. He looked ordinary, but the aura of vicissitudes of time seemed to have solidified, and it seemed that he was standing here. With the vicissitudes of life.
The young man's face was ordinary, his eyebrows were stretched, and his eyes were as calm as black jade. He took the stone bowl from the naughty boy's hand and the jar in his arms with one hand, then stretched out his other hand and rubbed the naughty boy's head twice. He was usually as naughty as a naughty boy. The runaway little monkey was as obedient as a lamb at this time, and even narrowed his eyes comfortably. But then he thought of something. He opened his big eyes, looked up and said: "Grandpa, when I grow up, I want to be Very strong people, like those rangers who travel across the five wildernesses, Grandpa, can you please say that."
"Very strong, very strong, how strong is it?"
The young man spoke with a calm and gentle tone. Although he sounded young, there was a hint of age in his tone.
The little guy seemed to have never thought about this kind of problem, but he raised his head innocently and said: "I heard from several uncles that the Human Emperor is very strong. Grandpa, I want to become as strong as the Human Emperor, is that okay? "
"Human Emperor..."
At this moment, the young man's eyes seemed a little distant. He murmured, smiled suddenly, patted the back of the little guy's head gently, and said: "Everyone can become a human emperor, and you can too."
"Really!"
The little guy was surprised and excited. He turned somersaults over and over again, like a little monkey, but incredibly fast.
"Go ahead."
The young man waved his hand, turned around and walked into the stone house. The stone door seemed to have been there for a long time. When it was closed, stone powder could be seen falling, as if it would collapse in the next moment and turn into rubble.
The little guy jumped ten feet away in one step, and heard a voice from the stone house again. It was clear to his ears. He stopped and listened. It was his grandfather giving instructions.
"Go out to your uncles and tell them...the younger uncles are here."
Little uncle...
The little guy tilted his head, half understanding, and it turned out that there was a little uncle.
…
Half a day later.
"Su Qinian, the descendant of Suotian, fought with Ao Zhan, the seventh prince of the Ao family in the East China Sea, and was trapped in the Tomb of the Era."
"The Master of Destiny has something to say. This is the difference between heaven and earth. Destiny is ambiguous, so be careful with your words and actions."
"The Tomb of the Era is one of the five forbidden areas. These two are trapped in the forbidden area. It is obvious that there is a deviation in the Star-level ancient road."
Wuhuang was shaken, and a life-severing master took action, deducing the location of the two people. For a while, many supreme inheritors set out, without showing their whereabouts or making any noise.
As the ten eyes looked, undercurrents gathered, and many eyes fell on the central wilderness.
The Great Central Wasteland, the Tomb of the Era.
hold head high!
A heavenly dragon roared, and infinite light bloomed. Su Qinian used his bright heart to focus his fists, and with a pop, he smashed a demon stone statue into pieces, burned the evil soul, and disappeared into ashes. (Please give me a monthly recommendation. Qidian genuine subscription is the biggest support for Shibu! The overall situation of the Central Region is much harder to write than imagined. It feels like I am holding back to write, plus my hand is injured and my balls are sore to update.)
