Strong winds, howling strong winds blew through the Sea of Clouds, accompanied by rumbles of thunder, into the Wuyuan Continent.
With a click, thunder lit up from the darkness, covering the sky, and heavy rain fell.
Mist has shrouded this unknown and mysterious land all year round. Although there is no sunrise or moonset, the dome above the strong wind looks like wandering water waves, and the rich star source layer can refract sunlight in.
Because of this, day and night are not absent. Plants and animals here can grow as much as they want. Giant beasts turn into mountains, giant trees cover the clouds and the sun, weeds almost become spirits, and rules and power envelope all directions.
Gradually, this mysterious place turned into what the ancients said was the fairyland.
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Longyang Fort, the residence of the Zhao family.
As one of the top ten large families in Wuyuan Continent, the Zhao family occupies the western part of Wuyuan Continent and guards Jingyang Mountain with powerful force, turning this source of disaster into a family treasure and monopolizing the rich cultivation resources of Jingyang Mountain. As a result, the Zhao family became more and more powerful and became the overlord of the West.
Although Jingyang Mountain is a well-deserved treasure within the Zhao family, in the eyes of the Wuyuan people, it is a completely dangerous place. Super-order behemoths abound here, and even the most ordinary flying eagle will make powerful warriors seriously injured.
After decades of evolution, the area of Jingyang Mountain, once a small mountain range, has more than doubled, as if the giant forest during the Cretaceous period turned the mountain into a huge maze.
At this moment, at the edge of the "maze", a team of about fifty people was marching, and their bodies were filled with the smell of blood.
A young man wearing a broken armor was walking at the forefront of the team. He had black hair and brown eyes, cold eyes, and three deep claw marks on his left cheek. He was cold and cold-blooded.
Zhao Longjia, the leader of the younger generation of the family, although he was born in a collateral family, has firmly established himself as the commander of the clan guard through his strength through many experiences.
"There are a lot fewer behemoths today than there used to be."
"It feels a little eerie in the jungle."
Behind him were the whispers of the clan guard members. Zhao Longjia narrowed his eyes and lightly raised the claw marks on his cheeks.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly and swept the crescent halberd in his hand towards the sky behind him.
A vacuum belt more than fifty meters wide emerged where the halberd's front swept, turning into a super-long air blade and flying out diagonally.
one strike!
Just one blow!
The virgin forest that blocked out the clouds and sun was cut into an open area more than 300 meters away.
At this time, all the members of the clan guard stood in horror.
Because hundreds of meters of giant trees fell down one after another, they were finally able to see clearly what was happening in the distance.
Deep in Jingyang Mountain, halfway up the main peak, large swaths of smoke and dust rose up.
It's either mist or the most primitive dust.
That was the dust caused by giant beasts running and trampling on the ground.
Hula.
Suddenly there was the sound of large swaths of birds taking off in the distance.
A rumbling sound also came from the other side, mixed with the roar of a giant elephant.
The ground began to tremble and the crowd began to lose their balance.
Zhao Longjia jumped up on the flowing clouds and looked around from a high altitude. In his field of vision, dozens of smoke and dust were rolling forward like dragons.
He has seen the door to the limit, but the family training cannot be broken easily. He is in the process of strong accumulation and has a powerful perception that far exceeds that of a 10-star warrior in the same realm.
The star power in the air surged toward the depths of the mountains like a tide. Standing in the air, he was like a small boat floating in the ocean tide.
One hundred meters above the ground, it was a completely different world from the ground, and the tenth level strong wind formed was enough to tear the bodies of ordinary people into pieces.
"The giant beasts in the mountains are rioting."
"They are all running towards the depths of Jingyang Mountain."
"Suspend hunting, you return to the safe camp! I will go to investigate."
Zhao Longjia's cold voice came. After speaking, he directly lifted the crescent halberd upside down and ran towards the depths of the mountains.
Before entering the hinterland of the mountain forest, he reached out and held the pendant around his neck.
Energy ripples visible to the naked eye emerged from the tooth-shaped amber pendant and gathered throughout the body, forming a layer of deep red paint-like adhesion.
Like a materialized armor, the crimson color continues to adhere to the crescent halberd along the arm, rendering the entire weapon crimson.
B-level fog soldier——[Crimson Armor]!
At this moment, Zhao Longjia's whole body was filled with an aura of terror.
In the Zhao family, everyone has the responsibility to protect the land.
Jingyang Mountain is their territory. With such an anomaly, someone must go in and investigate.
Although the family elders have repeatedly prohibited the younger generation from entering the depths of the mountains and forests.
But at this moment, things are urgent, and Zhao Longjia, who has already crossed the boundary of martial arts with one foot, is undoubtedly the best candidate in this team.
A sonic boom exploded in the sky, and Zhao Longjia, who was covered in crimson energy armor, rushed into the deep forest boldly.
"Don't let me find out that someone is up to something, otherwise I will make your life worse than death!"
Zhao Longjia's cold and stern voice was like a sharp blade, penetrating from one end of the forest to the other, making everyone feel terrified.
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In the northwest area of Wuyuan Continent, Lin Qiguang, dressed in local jungle adventure clothes, was walking along the swell of the hills like an ordinary traveler.
When he was alone, he did not have the stern and domineering elegance he had when he was in the Lin family's old house in Shencheng. Instead, he felt relaxed and carefree, and the ferocity in his eyes had faded a lot.
The shadow of Lin's Tiger could not be seen at all on Lin Qiguang, who was currently wearing casual clothes.
"I'm still a little unfamiliar with my old place again. I don't like the muddy feeling... I don't like it very much."
Lin Qiguang walked to a slightly dry area, looked at the mud on his shoes, and stepped on a stone to rub it off.
After simply getting rid of the mud on his feet, Lin Qiguang took out a crystal clear fruit from his pocket and held it in his mouth. He took out a parchment scroll from his arms and started writing with the graphite pen wrapped inside. painting.
As the only stranger in this world, he is Xu Xiake who measures the world with his feet.
The outlines on the sheepskin scroll gradually took shape, including the outlines of mountains, river lines, dense forest triangles, and signs of mineral deposits...
During the drawing process, Lin Qiguang's brows were relaxed, showing the demeanor of a scholar.
Rest on the spot when you are tired, and eat wild fruits to satisfy your hunger when you are hungry.
Suddenly, he frowned.
The graphite pen in Lin Qiguang's hand rotated and disappeared into his palm, and he put the album away and put it back in the backpack behind him.
After completing these simple actions, Lin Qiguang chewed up the crystal fruit and swallowed it into his throat.
As the only stranger in this world, he is Xu Xiake who measures the world with his feet.
The outlines on the sheepskin scroll gradually took shape, including the outlines of mountains, river lines, dense forest triangles, and signs of mineral deposits...
During the drawing process, Lin Qiguang's brows were relaxed, showing the demeanor of a scholar.
Rest on the spot when you are tired, and eat wild fruits to satisfy your hunger when you are hungry.
Suddenly, he frowned.
The graphite pen in Lin Qiguang's hand rotated and disappeared into his palm, and he put the album away and put it back in the backpack behind him.
After completing these simple actions, Lin Qiguang chewed up the crystal fruit and swallowed it into his throat.
