The Burial of the Fantasy City

The three ‘snow bamboo grass’ carved like divine jade are different from yesterday’s colorful clouds, and all the divine hua has been removed at this time.

There is quite a bit of ‘back to basics’ charm.

“The harvesting of ‘snowbamboo grass’ cannot be directly removed from the soil, but needs to be dug up together with the growing soil.”

From the top of the mountain to the end of the snow bamboo forest, the black emperor said so while picking ‘snow bamboo grass’.

After a while, the ‘Snow Bamboo Grass’ with three roots and whiskers connected to three pieces of soft mud was dug out of the ground by the Black Emperor.

“Okay, you can put them in your ‘Wood Spirit Ring'”

While Mo Yu nodded, with a wave of his hand, three ‘Snow Bamboo Grasses’ were included in the ‘Wood Spirit Ring’.

It will be another 300 years before a new ‘snow bamboo grass’ breaks through the ground here.”

The Black Emperor said with some emotion.

“It has been sleeping for 100,000 years, and how many 300 years have the dog lived”

Mo Yu’s eyes moved slightly, and he knew that the Black Emperor was lamenting the fact that he had been sealed by the Beginningless Emperor on the Ancient Emperor Mountain for 100,000 years.

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The ‘Snow Bamboo Grass’ has already been obtained, and Mo Yu wants to return to the novice village of the Yellow River, and the Black Emperor follows closely.

The invisible power that originally restricted the Black Emperor’s action area disappeared for some reason, and the Black Emperor could actually enter the intermediate cultivation area from the high-level cultivation area.

One person and one dog walk in the wilderness, just like walking in their own back garden.

Everywhere they passed, those desolate beasts who saw Mo Yu and the Black Emperor actually stopped and bowed their heads to Mo Yu.

If the level was low, Mo Yu might have cut them down and turned them into his own cultivation points. But as his cultivation level came to the Metamorphosis Burial Realm, and then killed these junior, middle and low-level desolate beasts, the number of cultivation points obtained was almost measured in single digits.

Facing the desolate beasts who greeted him one after another, Mo Yu was indifferent.

……

Old man with a black heart, elder of the Black Mountain Sect of the Black Obsidian of the Cathode Universe.

People are as their name suggests, and their hearts are hot.

The most frightening thing about this person in the current world is not his strength in leaping through the realm, but his rogue behavior without great power. In order to achieve their own goals, they will resort to all negative means.

Only you can’t think of it, no black-hearted old man can’t do it.

The black-hearted old man is a combination of power and scoundrel.

Such a person would naturally log in to “Ten Thousand Worlds” to plot creation. After entering “Ten Thousand Worlds”, he killed people and treasures while brushing monsters to upgrade. Although the things obtained by killing people are all newbie items, the black-hearted old man is happy with them. In his words, it is not important what you get, what is important is your physical and mental pleasure.

At this time.

The black-hearted old man crouching on an ancient tree has two figures, one white and one black, in the line of sight of the eagle.

Hooking the corner of his mouth, a cruel smile appeared on the face of the black-hearted old man, and he secretly said: The sheep are coming, kill the sheep, and the Buddha-figure can usher in a happy day.

Thoughtless.

The black-hearted old man’s body was like a hidden bat in the night, floating down from the branches. Then the whole person seemed to dance and flicker black air currents, silently sweeping towards the ink rain.

Shadow Kill!

The black-hearted old man used the strength of the fish leaping realm in the current realm to create a killing technique that did not require realm support. The power of killing skills depends on the power of the physical body, and the stronger the physical body, the stronger the killing skills.

In the present world, Shadow Killing may not be much. But for players who are new to “Ten Thousand Worlds”, this skill is almost a divine skill. The black-hearted old man also fought the shadow killing, quickly rose to level 7, and wantonly killed people and treasures in the wilderness.

Only two meters away, the black-hearted old man saw the young man in white slowly turn his head, and his cruel smile was even greater.

It’s too late to notice the Buddha-figure now.

Five.

Four.

Three.

Two.

The black-hearted old man who was sure that the teenager would die opened the countdown to death for him with evil interest in his heart.

What to expect.

Before the ‘one’ could be counted, the boy slowly opened his mouth at him.

Roar, roar!

A clear roar like a golden crack came from the young man’s mouth.

The sound spread for miles, birds flew and desolate beasts crawled.

Wherever the sound wave passes, everything returns to dust.

The black-hearted old man who escaped yesterday because he did not set foot in the intermediate cultivation area when the beast tide occurred, this body condensed by the divine soul in an instant, was destroyed into nothingness by the heaven-shaking sound wave.

When the divine soul returned to the body, only one hundred percent of the divine soul remained.

The black-hearted old man on the obsidian star has since become a stupid old man.

And the Black Mountain Sect, which had less black-hearted old men sitting in, was destroyed by a group of scattered cultivators who had long hated him. The stupid black-hearted old man was captured by all the cultivators and turned into an old man with dung back.

……

“Ugh! Pathetic, lamentable… Who is not good, but I found the ink boy”

The Black Emperor’s wide dog ears were tightly pressed upside down, looking at the old man of Black Mountain being roared into the air, and his tone was full of mockery.

【Ding! You kill the player ‘Old Man of Montenegro’ and the kill value increases by 10 points! 】

“The power of “Tiger Roaring World” without time control is not bad, and it is a powerful film killing technique”

Taking advantage of the life of the old man of Montenegro, Mo Yu tried the gold grade sonic skill that fell when he killed the ‘Ten Colored Glazed Tiger’-[Tiger Roaring World], and the power was still satisfactory to him.

For the black-hearted old man, he lost his life. But for Mo Yu, it was just a small episode on the long road of cultivation.

“Mo boy, there’s a river ahead”

In Mo Yu’s ears, there was the voice of the Black Emperor.

“Well, that’s the boundary of the middle and low-level cultivation area, and crossing the river is the low-level cultivation area.”

“Whoosh! Let’s go”

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PS: Holding the root, I got up and saw that the number of subscribers is now actually 1400!!! Wow, stunned. It’s a bit powerful.