When people were in Qin, they ruled the world

Chapter 691

In the following time, the years were peaceful, but in this great wilderness, does the time really exist?
That's impossible. In this primitive mountain range, there are only fights, and even the fights between humans are even more fierce than the fights between beasts.

Because the battle between fierce beasts is just to survive, just to make themselves stronger, and human beings have a third reason besides this, and that is desire.

On an ordinary day, there are purple air coming from the east, thunder clouds sweeping in from afar, horses riding a hundred warriors come out from the wilderness, and they come to Shicun, there are golden wolves howling, gangsters bowing their heads, and dragons chanting. , mighty.

Outside of the small stone village, the top four powerful forces within a radius of [-] li gathered for a while.

The strongest members of the Lei clan, Luofu Daze, Zishan clan, and Jinlang tribe all appeared here, just for such an inconspicuous small mountain village.

A willow tree reborn in the thunder, such a fetish existence, is not something that a small mountain village can have.

All of a sudden, there were thunderclouds tumbling and swarming towards the stone village. Lightning flashed and thundered in the clear sky. Under the powerful thunder and lightning, the sun in the sky seemed to dim a bit.

There is a cloud of purple air, condensing out a giant dharma figure, which seems to have the power to overwhelm mountains and seas.

There is a gray dragon shaking its body, which is more than two hundred feet large and shuttles through the sky, and the dragon chant bursts out, which is soul-stirring.

But in this doomsday-like scene, there is a green willow branch stretching out from the void, like an invincible fairy sword, breaking through the giant gray flood dragon, and the dragon's chant has never dissipated from people's ears. Jiao is no longer there.

In people's sight, the willow branch is like a long whip that exorcises the gods, passing through layers of void, beheading Luofu Daze's master Hai before he has time to react.

All this happened only in the blink of an eye, even Lei Hou, the patriarch of the Lei Clan and one of the only two princes within a radius of [-] miles, barely realized that he was going to escape, but he was already caught up by the wicker, piercing through his body, and killing him Pull back into the stone village.

Let him mobilize what he has learned all his life, and evolve endless thunder. He can only feel the passing of life. From the corner of his eyes, he can only see the lightning strike tree that made him die stretching his body in the thunder. In the midst of destruction, he is growing his aura.

At this time, a golden wolf rushed in, broke into the stone village at the moment when the master of Luofu Daze and Leihou were defeated, and rushed straight to the place where the willow tree took root.

Although plants are powerful, they are not without weaknesses.

However, at the moment when the golden wolf rushed into the stone village and rushed towards the place where the willows took root, the wolf's fur couldn't help standing on end. Under the willows that were bathed in thunder, it unexpectedly saw a person, a person who seemed to be the same from the beginning to the end. people there.

These people or beasts have never noticed the existence of each other from the beginning to the end.

Is he the owner of this willow tree?A thought came to his mind uncontrollably.

escape.The wild intuition of the ferocious beast here made this ancient remnant who was respected within a radius of [-] miles aware of the immediate danger.

But is it in time?The moment Golden Wolf wanted to turn around, the man had already made a move.

There are no energy fluctuations, no brilliant treasures, only an ordinary palm, which passed through the void and pinched the fur on the back of the golden wolf's neck.

At this time, the golden wolf is no longer the number one sacrificial spirit within [-] miles, but a harmless puppy, pinched by the palm of that hand in despair, the divine sense dissipates, and turns into a wolf skin .

In the distance, there is a golden wolf running desperately, and the one that rushed into the stone village just now is its shed wolf skin, but is it really useful to run away?
I saw a jet-black sword energy flashing, the golden wolf was still walking, but it had turned into running with two feet, it had already been cut in half, and with a desperate howl, the golden wolf moved towards the sides Falling down, behind him was the patriarch of the Golden Wolf Clan with fear condensed on his face before death.

It was also at this time that a huge foot descended from the sky and stepped towards the stone village. The power of the Dharma Xiang giant from Zishanhou had the power to destroy the stone village.

But this time, he made a fatal mistake. In the stone village, a dragon shadow soared into the sky. The huge force made everything in front of him turn into dust in the violent collision.

The number one strongest man with a radius of [-] li who had the possibility of escape had no idea that his seemingly domineering blow at this time had plunged him into a situation beyond redemption.

A willow tree may not care about someone's feet stepping on it, but people are different.

"Is this Dragon Fist?" The old village chief looked at the scene in front of him in shock. Although he knew that Ying Zheng was very strong, the scene in front of him didn't matter.

I saw Zi Shanhou's giant body condensed by purple air turned into streaks of purple air and dissipated in the air, while the figure that barely escaped flew no more than a hundred meters away and shattered suddenly.

The lord of the prince, the strong man who ruled the roost, turned into dust in the air without leaving a trace.

"What happened?" The people of the four major ethnic groups looked at the scene in front of them. Everything happened only in the blink of an eye. The four strong men within a radius of [-] miles, plus a first sacrifice spirit, unexpectedly They were all defeated, and the only one alive was Lei Hou who was hanged by a willow tree and seemed to have a short life.

The scene in front of them was the greatest horror they had ever encountered in their lives. The pillars they were proud of to gain a foothold in this wilderness were gone.

For a time, anger and despair dominated the people of the four major ethnic groups. Some people wanted to fight for revenge, but more people still wanted to escape from here.

But do they still have a chance?In front of them, countless sword qi suddenly emerged from the vegetation. The inconspicuous weeds and weeds turned into murderous swords, criss-crossing and cutting everything.

Battle armor, weapons, treasures, treasure bones, and bodies were all turned into wreckage amidst the shining sword light, and a strong bloody atmosphere wafted in the air, and the land with a radius of tens of miles fell into a strange state. In the tranquility.

Only the unwilling moans of Leihou who still had a trace of breath and the breaths of the villagers of Shicun who dared not breathe to the limit.

"I knew that in this wilderness, there is no kind person at all. In a single thought, killing gods and genocide is his original appearance." The old village chief looked at the peaceful mountain forest with a white beard. Couldn't help trembling.

A pair of eyes looked at Ying Zheng who seemed to have never moved a footstep from the beginning to the end, and for a moment he felt that everything he experienced from yesterday to today was just like a dream.

What have they been through?
This is the one who would be kind enough to say yes to a small child's invitation?This is a person who can drink animal milk with a child of three or four years old?This is the one who can tacitly allow a child to use his power to practice?

"So strong." Amidst the shock and fear of the villagers, a milky voice sounded.

Under the stunned gaze of the old village chief and others, the chubby little body had already run towards Ying Zheng, and under their shocked eyes, he even jumped into Ying Zheng's arms.

"You are my father, aren't you?" Xiao BuDian asked expectantly, staring at her dark eyes.

In Xiao Budian's simple and unadorned consciousness, there was no trace of fear at this time. In his opinion, since those people came with hostility, killing them was a perfectly natural thing.

He only knew that the person in front of him was the one who protected his village, who treated him well, taught him treasures, and was able to share animal milk with himself, what the village chief and the others called 'relatives'.

In his simple understanding, relatives are parents.

(End of this chapter)