The mountain gate opened, but I don’t know why, and I don’t know who will come out of the mountain gate.
Many people became nervous, and some even started to step back.
Because they think of the scene where the sky was torn apart and the suspected powerful men from Shen'en Continent descended on Wenjian Mountain, most people thought that this was because Wenjian Sect had been defeated by the invaders from Shen'en Continent. The strong man began to slaughter the refugees at the foot of the mountain.
Such emotions spread and spread among the crowd.
Many people feel hopeless.
Is it possible that the last piece of pure land in Selangor, the only area where the weak can hide, will finally fall? Where else can I live from now on? Is it really impossible to escape the fate of a tragic death
at this time-
"Mom, it seems that you are not a demon of divine grace. Look, those people seem to be members of the Wenjian Sect?" Song Guang stared into the distance. The mountain door was wide open, and there were young people wearing the same style as those in the Endless Continent. Walk down the mountain.
"It's the people from the Wenjian Sect! It's not the Divine Grace Demon, it's the people from the Wenjian Sect who came down the mountain..." A warrior in the crowd yelled excitedly, and finally recognized the identities of those people who came down from the mountain. They were clearly... A person wearing the uniform of a disciple of the Wenjian Sect.
"It's the Wenjian Sect... ahhahaha, no need to run, we are saved," people shouted: "Hahaha, the adults of the Wenjian Sect finally came down the mountain. They must have been moved by our piety. They came Save us!"
"But didn't the Sword Sect ascend to the immortal world?" Someone asked doubtfully.
"I understand. The vision in the sky must be that the adults of Wenjian Sect have returned from the fairy world. They are back..." The warrior who yelled first was ecstatic and suddenly understood something.
The three words Wenjian Zong have a strange magic power for the people of Xuezhou. In the past countless years, Wenjian Zong has had a very good reputation, especially starting from Li Jianyi and others, Wenjian Zong has always been It is a symbol of fighting against demons and protecting civilians. Later, Ding Hao and others rose up, and the Wenjian Sect's strength increased dramatically. Ding Hao spread his power all over the world and became a saint in the hearts of countless people. The Wenjian Sect's reputation spread all over the world.
During this chaotic period, many people were thinking that if the Wenjian Sect had not been forced away by powerful forces such as the People's Liberation Army and the People's Liberation Army, they would have spared no effort to protect the poor and the weak as they did before. With such a strong and benevolent sect in charge, Snow State will definitely not be in the state of chaos it is now.
When they think of this, countless people hate the waiting sect with itching teeth.
For Wenjian Sect, countless people in Xuzhou have a kind of trust like family members.
It is a pity that the disciples of the Wenjian Sect have disappeared from the land of Snow State for too long. For too long, there have been no gentle and polite young swordsmen performing chivalrous acts on the land of Snow State. Countless people have Nostalgia for those glorious days of the past.
Therefore, with such feelings, it is completely understandable for the people of Xuezhou to feel excited and crazy when they suddenly saw the disciples of Wenjian Sect appear.
Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, forty young disciples of the Wenjian Sect arrived at the refugee area.
Before they could say anything, cheers like a mountain roar and a tsunami completely drowned them.
This scene is like seeing the savior appear.
The forty disciples of the Wenjian Sect, all young people in their twenties, were surprised, excited and proud at such a scene. This was the accumulation of hundreds of years of glory of the Wenjian Sect, and it also made them feel A heavy responsibility and motivation.
"Excuse me... Ask the Sword Sect... Ding... Has Immortal Ding come back?" A white-haired old man asked tremblingly. He was once a crazy admirer of Ding Hao. Although he was old and frail and unable to practice, this did not matter at all. This did not hinder his yearning for martial arts. He told his children and grandchildren the story of Ding Hao, the sage of Selangor, countless times.
It's a pity that his children and grandchildren have all died tragically in the chaos.
Many people, like the white-haired old man, looked at these young people nervously.
"Of course Uncle Ding is back." A young man in the lead said with a smile.
Before he finished speaking, there was another burst of cheers like a roaring mountain and a tsunami around him. Many people's eyes flashed with unprecedented brightness. The young man had to pause for a moment before saying loudly: "Master Ding." My uncle has sent an order to open the gates of the mountain, and the Wenjian Sect will start accepting disciples again from today on, and the sect will send food soon, so everyone can rest assured that the Wenjian Sect is back and will protect the people of Snow State as before."
The refugee area immediately boiled.
Hope has finally arrived.
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Baiman Mountain.
This is a dangerous mountain range located in the southern part of Selangor. It has many mountains, strange peaks, dangerous mountains, and many wild animals. It is called a barbaric land, which is why it got its name.
Around Baiman Mountain, there were once scattered large and small human settlements, among which hunters were the most common. Because there was a lack of aura in the mountains, there were few demons and martial arts sects in this area, so the human race could live in peace and hunt. Although they have lived firmly in this mountainous area for generations to make a living, they have not cut off their incense.
Now that troubled times are coming, some small forces have been defeated and fled, spreading into this mountainous area.
In a short period of time, countless hunters and settlements were massacred.
There were also branches of the Shen'en Continent mercenary group who came here and found that there were no resources and divine treasures to plunder, so they simply took pleasure in killing people. In the end, this ancient area could not escape the tragedy of baptism of blood.
In a ring mountain area in the north of Baiman Mountain, there is a hunter tribe named Youxue.
The Youxue Tribe is a small tribe. It has been an unknown force for a long time, with only a few hundred people. They have lived here for generations as unknown as cowweeds.
It was not until three or four years ago that an Orion boy with super perseverance emerged from this tribe. He became a member of the Wenjian Sect and finally became famous. He had unparalleled influence in the entire Snow State. His name was unknown to everyone. Youxue The tribe became famous as a result.
Unfortunately, with the departure of the Wenjian Sect, the glory of the Youxue Tribe gradually faded away.
The arrival of the era of chaos has plunged the Youxue tribe into a desperate situation.
On this day, disaster finally struck.
A team of Divine Grace mercenaries discovered the temporary settlement of the Youxue Tribe and immediately launched an attack like mad dogs and jackals.
In an instant, dozens of hunters were mercilessly killed.
Nearly a hundred tribesmen were surrounded in the small square, watching the ferocious enemy approach, unable to make any struggle. Young and middle-aged hunters, with bows and arrows in hand, guarded the outermost perimeter, and the old, young, women and children were protected among them. There is no way out, like a sheep surrounded by wolves, there is no hope at all.
There were grinning Divine Grace mercenaries on all sides. The leader of the mercenaries was a stout, bald man with two thick beards tilted up like scimitars, and his bell-like eyes were shining. A cruel and murderous light.
"They are just a bunch of weak ants, not even qualified to be slaves," the bald man sneered contemptuously and said, "They are of no value, so kill them all."
A middle-aged scribe who was wearing a robe and looking down on the Endless Continent came over with a nod and a bent smile, and said, "Sir, you don't know something. In this tribe, there was a martial arts myth from Xuzhou who was very powerful."
The bald man's mouth curled up with disdain: "Martial arts myth? Hahaha, what kind of martial arts myth can a small and pitiful wilderness like you produce? Haha, bullshit myth."
"Yes, yes, yes. Of course, I can't compare with you, sir. However, that man once shocked the entire Snow State and was extremely famous in the Northern Territory." The middle-aged scribe said flatteringly.
"It's just that you ignorant guys have never seen a real strong man. Hmm, kill them all. I hope that bullshit martial arts myth will appear in front of me. I will press him to death with one finger..." The bald man disdained. typical.
The middle-aged scribe nodded quickly and was about to say something when his face suddenly stiffened, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he stared blankly into the distance.
The bald man was startled, and when he followed his gaze, he saw an ordinary-looking young man in his twenties appearing on a rock more than 20 meters away.
The profound energy fluctuations in this young man's body are pitifully weak, and he has not yet reached the innate state. Behind him is a strange black long knife. His face is dark, his eyes are resolute, and he has a strange threatening aura all over his body.
"It's... it's... it's him... he's back..." The middle-aged scribe's teeth chattered and he was trembling with fear, unable to even utter a complete sentence.
"Who?" the bald man asked.
But at this moment, there was a loud explosion, which shook everyone's heart like a thunderbolt from the blue. The rock in the distance suddenly exploded, turning into powder and filling the air. The figure of the young man on it swayed and was already Appeared in front of the bald man.
In an instant, an indescribable terrifying pressure came over him like a vast ocean. Before the bald man could react, he was so crushed by this majestic pressure that he fell to his knees and could no longer move.
The terrifying vitality of blood burst out from the young man's body, like a demon god dominating the world.
"You... you... are... who?" The bald man couldn't hide the extreme shock in his heart. He felt like an insect trapped under Mount Tai, facing this kind of incomparable Yu's majestic blood power actually showed no resistance at all.
It's really scary.
Just by bursting out the power of blood in his body, he actually crushed himself who was in the holy realm. What kind of monster is this young man? The bald man was shocked and couldn't understand that there is such a strong person in the world. exist.