Martial arts: start from copying the root bone

"Since you're here, why don't you go down?" At this time, a misty voice resounded in the space.

Hearing this voice, the young man was stunned for a moment. He turned his eyes and saw a person standing over the desert. He was wearing a loose robe, his face was as pale as paper, and he looked very sick.

"Who are you?" The young man frowned and asked.

"You should ask, who are you?" The man still looked at him calmly.

"Humph, who cares who I am, you trespass into my wilderness, are you seeking death?" The young man shouted coldly, he was one of the seven heroes in the wilderness, how could he be intimidated by one person?
  "Is this a wilderness?" A look of confusion appeared on the man's face and he said, "Why do I feel like this is another world?"

After the man's words fell, the young man's expression suddenly froze, staring blankly at the old man in front of him. How could he feel that it was another world? Could it be that he had come to the wrong place?
  "Is there anyone else in the wilderness?" A sharp edge flashed in the young man's eyes. Is the old man in front of him an enemy or a friend?

"Although the wilderness is isolated from the world, it still exists. This is natural, but people in the wilderness will never be able to set foot in this world." The old man said leisurely, his tone was calm and gentle, he seemed extremely easy-going, and there was no strong person at all. style.

"Oh, really?" The young man said sarcastically. No one can explain how big this world is. It's ridiculous for this old guy to dare to say that he can't set foot in it.

"I advise you to leave as soon as possible to avoid suffering." The young man said lightly, and then he was about to leave. The old man shook his head slightly and said: "You are too weak to understand this world. The danger is beyond your imagination.”

When the young man heard this, his eyes froze there, and then he sneered: "I admit that your realm is extraordinary, but you are too self-righteous. It is not your turn to judge this world!"

"Let's go, wait until you step into the Yuanhuang realm before you consider whether to enter here." The old man said calmly, and after saying that, he waved his sleeves to brush his clothes, turned around and drifted away, extremely free and unrestrained, leaving nothing for the young man. Any thoughts.

"Bastard, stop!" the young man yelled angrily.

"Buzz..." A sword appeared quietly in front of the old man, with cold light flowing and extremely sharp. A cold voice sounded: "Get out!"

After the words fell, the sword suddenly slashed down, and the terrifying power of killing blossomed. The world trembled, and a line of blood was seen across the space. The young man's face changed drastically, and he shot back crazily. , but the sword light was too fast and penetrated his throat with a pop.

"Ah!" The young man covered his neck with both hands, blood spurting out from between his fingers. He lowered his head and looked at the scene below, his eyes full of unwillingness. How could he die in the hands of a despicable ant?

"Who on earth are you!" he shouted at the top of his lungs.

The old man turned around, stared at him indifferently, and said, "The person who killed you."

The young man's eyes widened and he stared at the old man, his eyes full of resentment. However, the next second he lost the breath of life and fell in the desert, turning into a cold corpse.

The old man ignored him and continued walking deeper into the desert, gradually disappearing from sight.

The most central area of ​​the Wasteland, here is the area where Huangcheng is located. Huangcheng is located in the northern area of ​​the Wasteland and is one of the most prosperous areas in the Huangzhou.

At this time, inside the deserted city, a magnificent palace stood in it. It was resplendent and magnificent, revealing its simplicity and vicissitudes of life. An old man was sitting on the throne, his expression was solemn and solemn, and he exuded a sense of majesty and domineering.

"Report to Lord Huang that the young master has died."

A guard knelt down respectfully, feeling quite nervous.

"I know." Huang Jun slowly closed his eyes, then opened them. His eyes suddenly became sharper. He stood up and said in a deep voice: "Send someone to find out. I don't want to hear it again. Things like that.”

"I obey!" the guard said with fists in his hands, and then retreated.

"I hope you won't disappoint me." Huang Jun murmured, and then he raised his head and looked up into the void. A bright divine light seemed to be released from his eyes. His body suddenly became extremely majestic, as if he was standing tall on the sky, with a look of disdain. The power of the world is under control.

There are thousands of large and small sects and family forces in the wilderness, among which three large sects are giant-level forces in the wilderness, namely the Huang Palace, Ziwei Temple and Tianxuan Nine Peaks.

There are three major forces in the wilderness, occupying every corner of the wilderness. Only the desert city is located at the southernmost end of the wilderness. The spiritual energy here is relatively poor, so it is called the desert city.

However, there is no shortage of strong people in the wilderness, such as the Lord Huang in front of him.

The Lord of the Desolate Palace, the Desolate Emperor, was once the ruler of the Desolate Territory. He has been practicing for tens of thousands of years and is recognized as the pinnacle figure in the Desolate Territory. His strength is unfathomable. He can be called the leading figure of the contemporary era, even faintly surpassing all the forces. The leader is only one step away from reaching the imperial realm.

He originally planned to come to watch the battle in the wilderness in person, but he encountered something incredible.

In the wilderness, a mysterious figure actually appeared. Moreover, this person also killed his son. He suspected that someone was deliberately targeting Huang Emperor and wanted to use his hand to get rid of Huang Emperor's son.

After all, Emperor Huang has four sons, all of whom are talented and have very different personalities. If someone wants to replace them one day, those people will never mind using this method to eradicate dissidents.

Therefore, Emperor Huang decided to investigate the mysterious person first. If someone really deliberately challenged his authority, Emperor Huang would not let him go.

These days, the situation in the Wasteland has gradually become clearer. The Huangdian has taken the initiative, while the other two descendants of the Huangdi are at a disadvantage. Not long ago, one of the granddaughters of the Huangdi was arrested and is now imprisoned in the Huangcheng. It was precisely because of this relationship that the Huang Palace imprisoned the Huang Emperor's daughter here.

"Is there any special person in the deserted city?" Emperor Huang asked.

"A special person?" The guard's expression froze, and then he said: "There is one person who is a bit special. He is an alchemist from the outside world."

"Alchemist?" Emperor Huang frowned, and his eyes became a little strange. People in this world actually know how to make alchemy. Where did they learn it?

"Where is this person now?" Emperor Huang asked again.

"This subordinate is planning to find this person." The guard bowed.

"Okay, let's go down." Emperor Huang waved his hand and motioned for the man to step back. The guards immediately withdrew. Soon, Emperor Huang was the only one left here, and the surroundings were silent.

A sigh came out of Emperor Huang's mouth: "Since someone wants to die, I will help him."

The Emperor's gaze suddenly became profound and boundless, as if he had seen through the void, looking in a distant direction. That was the area outside the Desolate Territory. He didn't know how far away from the Desolate Territory. Naturally, he was not worried that his son would appear there. .

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Qin Xuan woke up from the illusory space and found himself lying on the sand. He glanced at the surrounding environment and found that he was lying on a giant tree at this time, and he himself was lying on the trunk of the tree. It's like sleeping on a tree to rest. "Huh?" Qin Xuan frowned. His consciousness seemed to be still in the illusory space. Could it be that it was just a dream?

However, his memory was still fresh. He was sure that he had been in that illusory space for a long time, and he seemed to be injured.

His mind trembled, his eyes flashed with sharp brilliance, and then he sat down cross-legged and began to perform exercises to heal his injuries. He could feel that the blow just now caused heavy damage to him. Although the surface of his body had healed, his soul was damaged. It may be difficult to fully recover in a short period of time.

"It seems that the soul power needs to be improved." Qin Xuan thought in his heart. Only the soul is strong enough to resist soul attacks.

Just when Qin Xuan closed his eyes to rest, there were loud noises in the distance. Qin Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he opened his eyes, a look of surprise flashed across his eyes.

A moment later, a group of armored soldiers came in force. Each of them was tall and strong, with a domineering temperament all over their body. They held long spears and looked majestic, just like warriors.

The leader, a man who looked like a general, stood tall and straight, looking forward. Suddenly a group of guards knelt down on one knee and shouted: "I've seen the general!"

Qin Xuan's eyes showed a hint of surprise, it turned out that the man was actually a general.

This scene made Qin Xuan couldn't help but think that when he entered the wasteland, the old man also led the army to guard it. At that time, he guessed that this was the residence of the wasteland emperor, but he didn't expect it to be true.

The general nodded and ordered everyone: "When the Desolate Palace and the Thunder Palace are fighting, you must protect this place and never allow anyone to step into the Desolate Palace. Otherwise, we will kill without mercy."

The general's voice fell, and the surrounding guards all had sharp eyes, saying in unison: "I will obey the general's decree!"

This sentence seemed to contain a strong intimidation force. The general nodded with satisfaction, turned around and left.

Qin Xuan looked at the general's leaving figure and narrowed his eyes. He had a vague feeling that this general was probably not an ordinary person. At least, he was not an ordinary Yuanhuang strongman and should have the cultivation of the emperor.

This made Qin Xuan wary. As expected, the Desolate Territory was indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Even a guard had such strength. Moreover, there was such a presence in the Desolate City. One can imagine how vast the entire Desolate Territory was.

"It seems that we have to keep a low profile." Qin Xuan murmured to himself. There were too many strong people here. As an outsider, he had better pay attention to safety.

He rose into the air and headed towards the center of the desolate city. Not long after, he landed outside a certain majestic building. This was the stronghold set up by the desolate palace in the desolate city. He planned to enter the desolate palace from here and obtain the desolate city. Imperial inheritance.

"Stop!" Just when Qin Xuan was about to enter the building, several cold scoldings sounded. Qin Xuan stopped and turned around to see several young people staring at him with cold eyes.

These people are not weak in cultivation. The weakest one has reached the first level of Yuanhuang, and the strongest one has reached the eighth level of Yuanhuang, with extraordinary strength.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" One person looked at Qin Xuan and asked, his eyes shining with sharpness. This young man looked ordinary and nothing surprising. How could he appear here?

"I'm here to visit the Lord of Desolation." Qin Xuan said, his tone seemed very casual, as if the Lord of Desolation was just talking casually.

Those people looked stunned for a moment, and one of them said sarcastically: "You can see the Lord of Desolation whenever you want? Get away quickly, or we will be rude!"

Qin Xuan glanced at the man lightly and said: "This is the desolate palace, do you dare to let me get out?"

"Presumptuous!" The man's face suddenly darkened, and he glared at Qin Xuan and said, "Boy, you are looking for death!"

Qin Xuan ignored the man and continued to move forward, still with the same calm attitude.

The man became even more angry when he saw this. He punched out, and the void suddenly became violent. It turned into a giant palm print that covered the sky and the sun, wrapped in a destructive storm, and rushed towards Qin Xuan, as if to annihilate everything. .

"Boom, boom..." Violent explosion sounds continued to be heard, and a huge palm print was seen slapped on Qin Xuan's body. A terrifying sense of destruction eroded into his body, instantly destroying his internal organs, muscles and bones, making him groan. With a sound, blood bleeds from his lips.

"A mere waste of the ninth level of King Yuan dares to trespass into the wasteland and the wasteland. He simply doesn't know how to live or die." A sarcastic smile came out and the man restrained his attack. He looked at Qin Xuan with contempt and said: "I want you to practice. It’s not easy, spare your life, get out of the wilderness quickly, don’t let me do it myself!”

Qin Xuan raised his head, stared at the man with cold eyes, and drew a cold arc at the corner of his mouth. He was a dignified evil figure, known as the top evil figure in the Tianxuan Continent, but he was so humiliated by a person from the eighth level of the Yuan Emperor. Ridicule is too pathetic.

However, Qin Xuan was not angry, and there was no anger on his face.

He stood up slowly, looked at the man calmly, and asked calmly: "What's your name?"

"Mo Li Shang, what about you?" Mo Li Shang said proudly, with a bit of pride in his tone, as if he was the glory of the Mo family. No matter where they are, the people of the Mo family will always be the most dazzling existence.

"Qin Xuan." Qin Xuan announced his name, stared at Mo Lishang, and said, "I heard that the people in your deserted city are all named Mo. What is your relationship with the Mo family?"

A playful smile appeared on Mo Lishang's face. He heard that there was a temptation in Qin Xuan's words, and of course he would not be fooled.

"I am the legitimate son of the Mo family. You want to know what my relationship is with the Mo family?" Mo Lishang asked back, with a devilish smile on his lips.

"I have no interest in the Mo family nor do I have any interest in knowing your relationship with the Mo family." Qin Xuan shook his head and added: "I have no interest in you Mo family members."

Qin Xuan's words made Mo Lishang's expression change, his eyes narrowed, and a sharp cold light shot out from his eyes.

He suddenly realized that this guy was deliberately looking for trouble.

"Since you are not interested in our Mo family, what are you doing in the wilderness?" Mo Lishang asked again.

Qin Xuan looked into the depths of the barren tomb, and a purple-gold light flashed in his eyes. In an instant, a scene suddenly appeared in his mind.

His pupils reflected an ancient palace standing on top of the ruins. Among the palaces, there were magnificent and domineering buildings standing up, exuding a majestic and heavy meaning. Even though they were far apart, Qin Xuan I can still clearly feel how extraordinary it is.

"Is that the Barren Tomb?" Qin Xuan murmured, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated a few minutes.

The Deserted Tomb, where the Deserted Lord buried his body, is also the only sacred monument in the Deserted Tomb. Other ruins, including the Deserted Lord's tomb, are in the other two places.

"You just said that there is only one barren tomb, are there three more?" Qin Xuan looked at Mo Lishang, with a dazzling purple-gold light shining in his eyes. (End of chapter)