On the barren land, the mountains are undulating, the vegetation is sparse, not many, and it seems to lack vitality.
It's such a place, called the battlefield of the gods of death. No one has dared to live here for tens of thousands of years. Sometimes people come to take risks and try to find some opportunities, but most of them never go back and stay here. There are all kinds of mysterious sayings.
Some people say that they are still alive.
As for who "they" are, no one knows.
And the ancient sacred mountain is on this barren land.
In a few days, the sky suddenly fainted, and there was a majestic heavy rain. On the trail, there was a dry old tree. If you look closely, you will see that tender buds have grown above the old tree.
It's weird.
A tall young man came here and stopped under the old tree.
He is the son of Kunpeng.
Not long after, another figure came here. Nan Luo, the son of Nanban, said with a chuckle: "It's a fate to meet for thousands of miles. It turns out that this sentence is true."
The son of Kunpeng said with a stern face, and said indifferently: "Last time in Wutong Mountain, no one got a profit. This time, Kunpeng will definitely get that thing."
For that thing, he made a lot of preparations, even if the Kunpeng clan's heavenly soldiers also brought it.
Not to be missed.
Hehe!
Nan Luo smiled and said: "Last time, you said the same, but Li Heng took everyone's limelight and took away the real Phoenix daughter, but his strength is really strong, I don't know this time. Will there be him?"
"The god emperor made a move in secret." Kunpeng's son said: "If not, do you think he can kill the phoenix with him?"
Nan Luo shrugged, but there was nothing to refute. He raised his head and saw the buds on the old trees through the rain. His eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a little strange color.
This is not a simple ancient tree. It used to have the name of Megatron Continent. Later, after crossing the catastrophe here, God sent terrible killings and wanted to obliterate it. Some people even claimed that they saw the gods in action.
The old tree dried up at that time, but now it has grown buds.
It's unusual!
Nan Luo thought about it.
"This strain has been silent for hundreds of thousands of years. The human god emperor has come, the demon emperor has been here, and the demon emperor has also been here. Almost all people in the world who have aspirations to prove the Tao have come here." Kunpeng's son said. : "It has grown new buds, the world is still that world, but..."
"In this world, the Emperor of Heaven has not been born for hundreds of thousands of years." Kunpeng's son said.
After proving the Dao, he is the emperor, but it is only the invincible of one race, and it doesn't explain much, even the invincible of the god emperor.
And the Emperor of Heaven is the master of co-respect of the entire continent, a truly immortal existence.
Nan Luo chuckles: "Do you want to fight?"
The son of Kunpeng looked at him: "If you don't want to fight, why did you come here?"
Upon hearing this, both of them laughed.
There are so many geniuses in the world, but few have the aspirations to prove the Tao, but this time the Tao is very likely to be the emperor of heaven.
Those young geniuses, no one does not desire.
Believe that this time the movement of the barren land will see even more geniuses emerge, a golden age belonging to them is coming soon, and the flowers are in full bloom.
It depends on whose strength is stronger.
Regardless of how Nan Luo and the son of Kunpeng are talking well now, if the whole world starts to fight for hegemony, they will definitely kill each other in the first time.
The majestic rain continued to roar, as if it never stopped.
The third person appeared, a woman, dressed in purple clothes, she was generous, letting the rain be majestic, but she was still unable to contaminate her.
The person here is the saint of Yaozu Zifu.
"A woman also comes to fight for the world." Nan Luo muttered.
The sound was so small that it was almost covered by the rain.
But the Saintess of the Purple Mansion is not an ordinary person, so she can naturally hear her. She retorted: "This world is not yours alone, so why can't women fight? In the ancient times, there were women as emperors, why? You are not convinced?"
Nanluo: "..."
Sure enough, she complied with that sentence, the better-looking woman is, the more ferocious.
The son of Kunpeng on the side laughed and said nothing.
It didn't take long for the fourth figure to come here, also a woman, looking young, carrying a heavy long sword, very strenuous.
The Saintess of the Purple Mansion was surprised: "What are you doing here?"
The fourth person who appeared was the little daughter of the Demon Emperor, Bai Ling.
"The realm is so low?" Nan Luo was speechless, thinking, this kind of realm is not enough for them to slap, and they actually came here to fight for the world.
Bai Ling raised her head, wiped a handful of rain, and said with a smile: "Oh, it turned out to be the saint sister of the Purple Mansion! Well, I'm here to find someone."
Find someone
Nan Luo: "..." Come here to find someone
Cough!
Kunpeng's son squinted over.
Bai Ling just glanced at them, carrying a heavy long sword, before going over the old tree, her figure drifting away, and finally disappearing here.
Half an hour has passed.
Nan Luo whispered: "No one should be here, right?"
Of course, the appearance of a few figures does not mean that there are only a few humans. After all, the barren land is so big that they can enter here from different directions.
However, he wanted to know how many people would pass by here.