The greatest hope of that group of humans is to be alive before the group of smelling spirits are full.
Out of the corner of Amir's eyes, Amir inadvertently saw that the green fluffy hero next to him—they all called him Lord Bufeng, shook his head unobtrusively, and even sighed.
Why is he shaking his head
Why is he sighing
Until countless years later, Amir still remembered this expression and this action of Master Bufeng.
It wasn't until he lived in the Hegeda tribe for a period of time that he realized why Lord Bufeng shook his head and sighed.
This is mourning its misfortune, this is angering its indisputable.
Many years later, Amir remembered this incident and knew that if even one person took up arms to resist these smelling spirits before dying, Master Bufeng would definitely consider choosing the elite among them after saving these people. Brought back to the tribe of Hegda.
But, no!
Those people, even if they fell under the iron hooves of Xunling, even if their stomachs were cut open by Xunling's sharp claws, they just howled miserably.
Amir suddenly felt that this picture was somewhat familiar. Why isn't one's own people like this
Even so, Master Bu Feng still made a move.
"Go! Kill those smelling spirits!"
"Yes, Lord Bufeng!"
The dozen or so black-haired heroes respectfully agreed, and then, one after another, they either shook their wings or flung a flying sword at the foot of the imperial envoy, quickly dodged down, and shot one after another.
Ho Ho—
There were roaring sounds on the ground.
Naturally, those smelling spirits would not sit still, and roared and resisted one after another.
boom-
The huge explosion wave blasted huge deep pits on the ground.
In a short while, those smelling spirits had been beheaded. Amir noticed that none of the dozen or so heroes were injured.
"The god of Hegda is victorious!"
"God of Hegda blesses you!"
The dozen or so heroes were drinking in high spirits.
Amir saw his blood boil, and couldn't help shouting: "The god of Hegda is victorious!"
"God of Hegda blesses you!"
Next to him, Master Bufeng glanced at him with a smile on his face, which made Amir tremble a little, fearing that he was too reckless—that is the god of Hegda, the god of heroes, do he have the right to cheer
Fortunately, Master Bufeng didn't mean to blame, but rather encouraged. This made Amir feel relieved, and at the same time, he was even more grateful to Master Bufeng.
Of course, the belief in the god of Hegda instantly became fanatical.
This is the god of Hegda himself! He is also qualified to call his old man's name, that is to say, the god of Hegeda will also bless him.
Amidst the turmoil, Amir discovered another strange phenomenon.
He saw that those heroes stretched out their hands and brushed lightly on the corpses of the sniffing spirits they hunted.
There was a wave of fluctuations around, and the corpses of those smelling spirits disappeared.
This is definitely a means that only the gods have!
The Hegeda tribe is indeed a powerful tribe blessed by the God of Hegeda!
Amir is more and more glad that he made the right choice.
For the next ten or so days, the dozen or so heroes led Amir to circle tens of thousands of miles around, killing hundreds of ghost beasts in total.
Among them, they encountered powerful ghost beasts several times. These heroes thought that they were not opponents, so they detoured the road.
This didn't make Amir feel that they were cowardly, but had a fresh feeling.
During this process, the heroes saved a large number of human beings, and among them, more than 20 teenagers were taken away by the heroes just like Amir.
Finally, this group of heroes flew away for more than a month, and felt that they were in a valley.
Here, a large number of human beings gather.
When looking down from a high altitude, Amir did not feel any difference in this valley at such a close distance. However, it was only when they landed that they realized that the scene in front of them had changed. The ordinary mountain ranges were distorted and changed into tall and short residential buildings.
Most of the crowd coming and going were stiff, even heroes.
This made Amir feel overwhelmed.
Heghta Tribe!
This must be the Hegda tribe!
Only the Hegeda tribe can cultivate so many strong men!
After arriving at the tribe, Amir was placed in a huge courtyard together with the more than 20 teenagers.
Here, there are thousands of young people like him.
According to the hero who manages here, there are thousands of courtyards like this in the whole valley.
And the identities of these teenagers are the same as Amir, and they are all people from outside tribes who came to seek refuge in the Hegda tribe.
The Hegeda tribe arranged for powerful heroes to teach them a skill called "Nine Turns of Magic". It is said that after practicing, they can become heroes.
So many years of studying at the same time made Amir feel a lot of pressure. He wants to become a strong man, and he wants to stand out in so many years and become a strong man like Lord Bufeng to serve the God of Hegeda.
Many teenagers have the same thoughts as Amir.
Countless people are cultivating desperately. In the process of the Si Ming beast hunt, many human beings are devoured by the Si Ming beast. However, there are also many humans who have started the road of cultivation, and they will soon grow into strong men.
…
Time passed by like this little by little.
In the face of the unbelievably large number of ghost beasts, even with Zhang Yang's strength, he did not dare to lead the Hegeda tribe to be the mainstay of the mainstream and persist in defense.
During the retreat of the Hegda tribe, the heroes were scattered into countless small teams, and while waiting for an opportunity to hunt down the ghost beast, they also saved countless people like Amir.
Whether Zhang Yang is willing or not, the scope of the battlefield will expand accordingly.
In almost every battle, the heroes and the ghost beasts fight hard, no matter who wins or loses, it will affect the surrounding mountains and plains.
One by one, the mountains were cut off, and the plains were bombarded uneven...
A change in terrain may cause changes in the atmosphere of the surrounding area.
With the passage of time, not only Zhang Yang, but almost everyone could feel that the yin energy on Siming Continent seemed to be gradually fading.
Zhang Yang didn't put all his energy into killing the Si Ming beast. With his own strength, although powerful, it has no effect on the overall situation.
The only way to make the race rise is to cultivate a large number of heroes.
Zhang Yang devotes most of his energy to traveling.
Travel the mainland, watch the Siming Continent in the flames of war, watch the destroyed mountains and plains, watch those intact mountains and plains...
Watch, travel, feel...
Of course, when the time is right, Zhang Yang doesn't mind saving the humans he sees being hunted down by the ghost beasts.
However, it all depends on the mood.
When he didn't like it, even if he watched tens of thousands of humans being devoured by ghost beasts, maybe he wouldn't make a move.
This is not because Zhang Yang is vicious and brutal, but because such things are so common in the Si Ming beast hunt.
If Zhang Yang had to help each time he saw it, then he would become the firefighting captain, and he would not be able to realize his own insights at all.
Zhang Yang is not so great that he would give up his chance to understand in order to save those human beings who are in trouble. Zhang Yang knew that the current opportunity was an extremely rare opportunity for comprehension, and once the comprehension was successful, then his strength would be improved to a higher level.
Mao Zang is perfect, and one step forward is a half-step flying stiff.
Zhang Yang felt that he was extremely close to that step.
…
Time passed in a hurry, and the heroes of the human race fought and retreated towards the interior of the Siming Continent.
Wherever he went, the flames of war raged, razing countless mountains to the ground; destroying countless flat lands into basins; or even bombarding countless basins into high mountains...
The vicissitudes of life.
The change of terrain causes the change of earth qi, causing the yin qi to become weak. Even, in some places, instead of continuing to condense Yin Qi, they began to condense Spiritual Qi...
Zhang Yang happened to find a place, because of the basin beside the mountain, a place with extremely rich spiritual energy was formed within a radius of thousands of miles.
After Zhang Yang built a spirit-gathering circle here, the aura here became gathered but never dispersed.
Then, another phantom formation was sacrificed. For the simple wisdom of the ghost beast, Zhang Yang's phantom formation was almost invincible. As a result, this place became the place where Uman practiced.
In the past thousands of years, Uman has been under the protection of Zhang Yang, and has almost no chance to fight.
It's not that Zhang Yang doesn't want him to play, but because Uman is really important to Zhang Yang. This is a sample of Zhang Yang's research on Wuman's cultivation method. Zhang Yang can understand the characteristics of Wuman's cultivation method by observing the progress of Uman's cultivation.
If Uman is allowed to fight, once he falls, thousands of years of hard work will be ruined. This is something Zhang Yang cannot bear anyway.
I don't know if it's because the aura is not strong enough or because of other reasons.
For thousands of years, Uman has only advanced to the level of a barbarian master. In Wuman culture, the level of cultivation civilization is divided into a separate system. Under the great barbarian master, there are two levels of barbarian and barbarian.
The barbarian is equivalent to the Qi refining stage, the barbarian is equivalent to the foundation building stage, and the great barbarian is equivalent to the golden core stage.
Uman has spent thousands of years, but he is still stuck at the level of Damanshi Dashen and cannot break through. Seeing that Bufeng and Jila are already a whole level higher than him, Uman is extremely anxious.
Fortunately, Wuman culture's cultivation methods seem to be very strange. If ordinary human monks can't break through at the Golden Core level, then their lifespan will only be one thousand years.
However, Uman has lived for thousands of years at the level of the great barbarian master Dzogchen, and there are still not many signs of aging.
Zhang Yang inspected Uman's body, and found that her body was obviously different from that of a human monk, and she began to become stronger.
Of course, his body shape is not affected, he still looks slim, and even feels soft to the touch, but when he encounters an attack, if an ordinary foundation-building stage monk sacrifices a magic weapon, Uman can even use his bare hands under the operation of his skills. open.
Such a performance made Zhang Yang exclaim in wonder.
Hundreds of years passed in the blink of an eye, but the flames of war on Si Ming Continent became more and more intense.
Originally, the Si Ming beast hunted and killed, after predating, as long as most of the human beings were hunted, it would gradually disperse. However, due to the resistance of the human race this time, countless Siming beasts were hunted down, and the remaining Siming beasts showed no signs of dispersing.
It can be seen all day long that groups of ghost beasts are patrolling back and forth on the mainland, and whenever they see humans or stiffs, they will jump on them excitedly.
And once the battle between these strong men started, it would be earth-shattering.
For thousands of years, the entire Siming Continent became devastated.
Zhang Yang's comprehension has been stuck on the threshold of Mao Zong's Dzogchen, and he has been unable to advance.
At this time, even the blood slaves, Bu Feng, Ji La, etc. have all advanced to the level of Mao Zong Dzogchen. Of course, they are also stuck at this threshold and cannot advance an inch. In terms of perception level, they are far inferior to Zhang Yang.
This is only in terms of realm level. In terms of real combat power, the blood slaves, Bu Feng and Ji La are tied together, and they are not Zhang Yang's enemies.
Zhang Yang was not very displeased with the fact that everyone caught up with them. Anyway, he is confident that even if Bu Feng and others break through first, they cannot be his opponents.
Besides, the blood slave is his soul slave, and Bu Feng and others are also loyal to him. These people are powerful, and they will only give him a few more help.
The only thing Zhang Yang is impatient about is the threshold for his advancement.
You can clearly feel that there is only one step away, but you can't break through for a long time. This feeling is very depressing.
High in the sky, Zhang Yang hovered in the air, overlooking the vicissitudes of the earth.
Suddenly, a jade slip around his waist cracked open with a "click".
"Huh?" Zhang Yang was taken aback. The technique of transmitting messages on jade slips was passed on by Zhang Yang to Bu Feng and Guru Kaisi, so that they would notify him when they encountered a crisis.
As for Zhang Yang himself, under normal circumstances, during long-term retreats, he would not stay too far away from the Hegeda tribe, so that he could be rescued in time in case of an accident.
After all, the Hegeda tribe was cultivated by Zhang Yang alone. Seeing the birth of dead heroes under his own hands, and seeing so many people worshiping him, Zhang Yang has a sense of accomplishment and a certain sense of responsibility at the same time. Naturally, he couldn't bear to waste his hard work.
Therefore, upon receiving the letter from the jade slip, Zhang Yang first frowned. He knew that with the personalities of Yibufeng and Gulusky, unless it was something they couldn't solve at all, it was impossible to bother him.
Stretching out his hand to caress, and reading his spiritual sense, Zhang Yang's brows became more and more wrinkled.
"Hero City?"
"There really is a city of heroes?"
Zhang Yang muttered a few words.
"Hmph! No matter what kind of hero city he is, it's better not to provoke me. If he provokes me, he might as well destroy you."
Zhang Yang snorted coldly, waved his golden wings, and fled towards the Hegeda tribe.