Chapter 644 Shocking the Hundred Clan
Chapter 644: Shocking the Hundred Tribes
He completely blocked the entire interface. Even if he was once among the Taoist Lord, he had never seen similar moves several times. It was full of hatred, or huge interests, and even more unknown stories.
Now Lu Han has another 50,000 spirit stones and a bunch of materials on his hand, but he did not forcefully seek it with his realm identity. The two guys named Kang Man and Xun Bugui insisted on forcibly stuffing them in the name of saving four juniors himself. They even claimed that if they didn't give this face, they would have more inner demons out of thin air. When they passed the tribulation, they would be more dangerous.
But Lu Han called the two Nascent Soul cultivators aside, just to learn more about the interface situation. As high-level members of the large tribe, they must have mastered more core secrets, which are incomparable to Kuang Haidong and the other three.
However, the information he obtained not only surprised him, but also felt bored and frowned. The bizarre things in the world are all-encompassing, but this place accounts for almost 30%, and many things are ridiculous.
puff!
He raised his hand, and a rough map turned into ashes. This was the detailed and practical interface map given by Kuang Haidong from the two of them, which had long been imprinted in the depths of his mind.
This interface was originally called the "Xiaohuan Realm". He did step on the Xuan Realm. When he fell into a black hole, he thought he had fallen all the way, but in fact he was rising oppositely. It was actually a cross-border channel to avoid any laws. The weirdness in the ancient sites was even more than imagined.
The area of the Xiaohuan Realm is indeed one or two percent smaller than that of the Hunkun Continent, but even if it is sealed by the subdivided soul rope, the spiritual energy is still several times stronger than that of Hunkun. However, compared with the real Xuan Realm, it is extremely desolate and cold.
Under the mysterious seal, the laws here are slow to operate, and only the two attributes of water and wood are extremely prominent. If a monk with other qualifications wants to achieve his grand plans, he will have to pay a greater price and a cruel test. Eight out of ten people will fall in the low-level realm of despair.
From the perspective of the blockade of the Xiaohuan Realm, if you only deliberately suppress and slap, some details of punishment will be a pure humiliation, and many place names are particularly prominent.
Lihai, also known as Xiaolihai, is the vast ocean that Lu Han dived into. It was not called this a long time ago.
Li belongs to fire in the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, and the one that represents water seed should be "Kan". Since ancient times, there are only "Kanhai" and "Xiaokanhai". When the place names were also reduced to victims of strong suppression, Xiaohuanjie has experienced so cruelty and tragic.
Moreover, all the human races here once worshipped an ancestor, and this person was invincible in all directions. However, since then, all the tribesmen were forced to move here and began to live a life that could only be mediocre but not powerful.
Looking into the distance, the end of the east is even more vast and magnificent. It is the real gathering point of the cultivators in the small world. However, Lu Han was no longer interested in going to see it. From Xun Bugui's mouth, he learned that the top-level existence in the entire interface was just a few old ghosts in the Cangyuan realm.
Once you reach the peak of Cangyuan, you must take the initiative to cross the vast void and go to the Xuantu realm to report, where you will continue to be supervised. Not only will you be enclosed somewhere, but your behavioral traces are quite limited, but even higher cultivation resources are supplied uniformly, and the things you get are pitiful.
Even if Lu Han used the oppressive nature, he did not gain any gains from Kangman and Xun Bugui. Perhaps because time has passed, they have become accustomed to living under oppression, and the glory and deeds of their ancestors have long been forgotten.
The original realm of Xuantu needs to span the dangerous outer space of tens of millions of miles and avoid countless meteorite fragments and gyro currents to enter a more vast and more spiritual energy.
But after observing the soul-separating rope for a long time, Lu Han stabbed in a certain direction. This powerful seal must at least be used to use the huge power and resources of the Xuan Realm to spread it. Although he has the confidence and strength, he may be able to break it, but it will take a long time, and it is not the masters of the Xuan Realm who can let it go.
Between two mountains, one tall and one short, and between the lake thousands of miles wide, the old nest of the Heizhe tribe stands here. When sprinting down at high altitude, you can see tall tents stretching for hundreds of miles, with attics made of thick wood and giant towers standing at the core. A breath of not weak rushing back and forth, under the surface of prosperity and prosperity, the result of strict exploitation of weak forces around you.
I don’t know when to this day, they, who were originally from the same clan, have changed from being inseparable from each other, and have become hostile to each other. As their original bloodline gradually becomes thinner, they are already fighting fiercely with water and fire, and they will do anything to survive and be powerful.
Above the Heizhe tribe, four teams with more than a dozen people, carried out guard patrols under the leadership of the Jindan realm. The space is completely prohibited from being air-conditioned within a radius of thousands of miles. Even mortals who are close to the ground must undergo routine inspections and registration.
A thick water-attribute protective barrier, like a giant bowl, buckle hundreds of miles below. At least two hundred monks maintain the safety and stability of this tribe. The seemingly strict protection of the outside is prosperity, noise and tranquility.
Buzz!
Suddenly, the guards below suddenly felt the darkness in front of them, and then they fell straight down, fell on the hard surface and fainted. Even the protective formation began to tremble, because from the sky straight down, a terrifying pressure surged violently. A figure was as fast as a meteor. Before anyone could see it clearly, it was like a straight spear piercing through the barrier and falling into the inside and losing trace.
Boom!
The barrier was under strong pressure, as if a mountain was hitting it, sinking hard by a hundred feet. Only then did their reactions bounce, causing the surface to tremble up and down, screams spread from all sides, and the entire tribe was in chaos.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
Dangdangdang…!
Before a few panic screams fell, Hong Zhong Dalu continued to ring, and many escape lights rose into the air one after another, as if they were facing a great enemy, looking somewhere. On the widest and flat main street, they soon found a young man in white, who took a step of over a hundred feet and was about to reach several tall buildings.
"Stop him, this stranger will be detrimental to several ancestors, hurry up!"
The Heizhe tribe's reaction was fast enough. During the breathing, cultivators rushed from all directions and directly blocked the left and back sides. More than a dozen senior officials at least from the Jindan realm took action against Lu Han together.
But their magic weapon was not close to the young man in white. After the sound of breaking through the air, it broke into pieces and burst, as if there was a scattered iron powder and no one could exist.
"Ah? Impossible!"
"Ahhh-my moon-slaying blade...puff!"
"This is a damn destruction of my baby. Everyone rushed up and must tear him to pieces."
"He... he is a Nascent Soul Cultivator. Don't take the initiative to die. When several ancestors come out, they will definitely vent their anger for us."
Just as hundreds of figures outside were shocked and noisy, three powerful auras rushed out from the direction of the attic, and waves came like waves, blowing all the monks swaying fiercely, while ordinary people had already screamed and ran away without a trace.
"Where did you come from a bastard? You dare to destroy my magic circle and insult me. You should kill me!"
"A foreigner is so rude and rude that he won't capture you alive and sentence you to publicly display it to the public in various departments around him. Where is his face today!"
"Bullying me too much!"
From the tops of the three lofts, a figure shot out one after another, landed around Lu Han like a cannonball, surrounding him with a triangular force, and scolded and accused him with anger and indignation.
In front of me was a red-haired old man, but he looked rebellious. It can be seen that most of his life was cruel. His gray outer robe was embroidered with a large number of water talismans, and the middle stage of the Nascent Soul was the strongest.
The little man on the left is very energetic, but has big eyes that are extremely inconsistent, and the treacherous light is repeatedly emitted, and the black moles on the corners of the mouth add infinite darkness.
Only Lu Han is a half-old Xu girl on the right side. She has a plump figure and green and exquisite gauze. She has a bit of charm in her charming image, and her eyes look at him are even more cold.
"Four little ghosts, I saw the third one, where is your lord?"
A tribe that was only a few hundred miles long ago was surveyed several times by Lu Han when he landed, but he still did not see the fourth Nascent Soul monk. Even their so-called secret room was penetrated by themselves, and even the slightest fluctuation did not appear.
Even in terms of momentum, it can be seen that these three people are not the ones who have been in the main position for a long time. The two early realms have not yet lost their immaturity in the Golden Pill Realm, and they are even more ignored by Lu Han.
"Where did the arrogant person come from? The master of the tribe is about to enter the later stage of perfection, and he will soon become the Supreme Cangyuan. He has already practiced in the secret place of the world, and you - what is it."
"I came from the Haihe tribe and wanted to erase all the small insects like you. Since he is not in the old nest, let's start with you."
The little man's words were repeatedly rude, which further aroused Lu Han's impatientness. When the light released by his eyes shone several times faster than before, his left hand was already lightly slapped, silently without any turbulence.
But the silver pattern of the palm covered a hundred feet in an instant, locking the small body tightly. Every flashing contained the terrifying power to destroy everything.
"You want to find...ah--!"
Before the word "death" was shouted out, his face suddenly turned wildly and screamed. The little man suddenly realized that he could no longer move, and even his magic power was imprisoned. He watched as his big hand slapped it, but his eyes could turn, and he was frightened to ask for help from the other two.
"When did the Haihe tribe have a Nascent Soul in charge? Dare!"
The red-haired old man was stunned when he heard this. They had sent people to Haihe's tribe and were about to reap some capital. The more than 80 female members caught were pressing down on the underground prison. The person in front of him was obviously not a local, but the sudden scene did not allow him to think too much about it. His teammates must have encountered a strange situation.
"Take your life!"
The young woman on the right was closest to her, and she raised her hand and shot out fifteen cold lights. It turned out to be sharp wooden thorns, but their sharpness was no less than that of a steel needle, covering all the vital points of Lu Han's body and blocking all the retreat routes.
Snap!
Unfortunately, Lu Han had not moved his hand, and his hand was faster. He slapped the little man with a crisp sound, as if a stone slab hit a watermelon, with only muffled bursting sounds and blood mist sprays. The old ancestor was dead and the Nascent Soul could not break his body and escape wildly.
But at the same time, fifteen wooden thorns and two black water scimitars slashed Lu Han's body one after another. While the eyes of the two of them were about to break, they also breathed a sigh of relief. These consecutive attacks would definitely kill the enemy, at least avenge the revenge of the same clan. They took the opportunity to attack the Haihe tribe and plunder any of their resources.
‘Kake!’
‘Dingdingding…!’
The scimitar was sharp and fierce, but the scene that shocked everyone happened. They watched the battle in the distance and saw sparks splashing everywhere, and the black water scimitar flew backwards, and countless gaps cracked on the surface, which randomly disintegrated into several pieces in the air.
More than a dozen wooden thorns were even more unbearable, as if they were hit on the steel bars and bones, splitting directly into two halves from the middle, and flew everywhere. Such a fierce combo, but even the body of the young man in white was not shaken at all.
"What? Hell?"
"Is this an illusion?"
"Isn't he the Ancestor of the Nascent Soul? Has the Emperor Transformation of God appeared in the Haihe tribe?"
These monks all had their souls, as if they were staring at a ghost, and even more terrifying thoughts came out. They could face the three Nascent Soul cultivators, but they did not retreat and even had to kill them. They could even avoid defense and destroy magic weapons with their physical bodies. The Nascent Soul Strong is not as terrifying as it is.
"Lu thought his hands were dirty when he killed Mie'er and others, but you are alive, and you are going to bully the weak and bully the women and children with the strong, and they all disappear!"
Before he could finish his words, the red-haired old man turned around instantly, was shrouded in a thick ball of water, and wanted to escape from the sky. The woman was not bad either. She waved her hand and continuously laid three wooden shields in front of her, and bent down by herself, and the green light was about to shoot.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
But then their movements were frozen directly, as if they were glued to the ground. They could not move a little longer, leaving only their wide mouths and violent eyes, completely due to terror and despair.
The same blood mist sprayed, and even a single blow could not hold on. He became the fallen companion of the small monk, and the four Nascent Souls of the Heizhe tribe, and only one person was left in a moment.
"Run!"
"Devil, demon!"
"Go to the secret realm of Xiaozhushan to alert the ministry and notify the ministry leader to hide it. The Haihe tribe has the support of the God-Taizu!"
Forehead?
Thank you!
These low-level idiots, crying and howling like a escaping, were actually still intent on calling the police and shouting the location. It is even more difficult to find the last person now. As for these minions, we should also erase them from the Jindan realm.
Moreover, the effect of deterring this family is very small, and there are many powerful tribes. It is better to take the opportunity to repay the Haihe tribe with this favor. Will they go crazy?
A few days later, countless news that shocked the world seemed to have blew across the valley and spread rapidly across half of the interface. All the monks who heard it changed suddenly.
There were no more monks in the Heizhe tribe, and they were killed by a mysterious young man. The Haiqing tribe followed closely, leaving only ordinary mortals to survive.
Not only that, hundreds of powerful tribes of hundreds of thousands of miles were visited by the God-Tianzu overnight. Their strength was greatly damaged due to repeated attacks, and all the high-level tribes were injured.
With less than two days apart, in this huge change, only one of the major tribes that did not suffer losses, the Haixuan tribe officially announced that they had acquaintances with the Haihe tribe and personally formed an alliance. It was the God-Transformed Taizu Chunyu Xiu.
Chapter completed!