Chapter 1018 Xuanlian Dynasty
In a forest with towering ancient trees, a man and a woman looked panicked and fled in a hurry, using the tree crown as a cover to hide their aura. The two men were in ragged clothes, their breathing was heaving, and their bodies were stained with blood. They looked like they had just escaped from a killing field.
"Assimilate, I can't do it anymore, my mana is about to be exhausted. I think they are chasing another group of people now. Let's stop and recover some mana before leaving."
The man named Assimilation saw the woman's tired face and was exhausted himself.
So he suppressed the fear in his heart and agreed: "Indeed, it is not good to be tired of running like this all the time." Then his eyes with double pupils swept around and found a place where spiritual energy gathered. He said in surprise: "Bing'er, There is a spiritual energy gathering place over there. Let’s go there to restore mana, and the effect will be better.”
However, the woman named Bing'er looked in the direction the man pointed and frowned: "This is the killing ground of the second prince. How come there is a place where spiritual energy gathers? Could it be a trap set by them to lure us in?" !”
The man looked thoughtful when he heard this.
"Indeed, those beasts are no longer satisfied with their hunting habit. Sometimes they can kill us, but they deliberately deal with me and force me into despair to satisfy their quirks. This place where spiritual energy gathers may indeed be Their trap..."
However, the man changed the subject: "Bing'er, let's go! The spiritual energy in the Killing Fields is too thin. If you recover your mana slowly, they will definitely catch up. Sooner or later, you will die, so why not go to that area where the spiritual energy gathers and give it a try? , maybe we can quickly accumulate enough mana to escape from this damn killing field and return to our hometown."
When the woman heard this, her voice trembled: "But... is our hometown still there..."
"Whether we are here or not, we have to go back and take a look! Even if I die, I want to die in my hometown, not in this rotten land!"
The woman nodded: "Okay! I will listen to you!"
The two of them walked together and carefully came to this place where spiritual energy gathered. They clearly felt that the spiritual energy around them formed an undercurrent and converged towards the center of the place.
The two came to the center where the spiritual energy gathered, and found that there was nothing here except a stone sculpture that had been covered with moss.
"This stone sculpture... seems to be alive..."
The woman looked at the stone sculpture half buried in the soil and was lost in thought.
"Stop talking nonsense and restore your mana quickly!"
Just when the man sat down cross-legged, a wave of spiritual thoughts came.
"I finally met a living person. Can you give me some of the Nascent Soul's regeneration power? Just a little."
"Ah!"
The woman was so frightened that she screamed and jumped away from the statue.
The man was also frightened. He hurriedly retreated, barely gathering his magic power, and asked: "Who are you!"
"Don't be afraid, I have no ill intentions. If you two share some of my Nascent Soul's regeneration power to help me get out of trouble, I will give you two a big gift."
"Bing'er, run! This is the cannibal!"
Stone statue:…
Suddenly, a sharp arrow passed through the air and accurately hit the woman's forehead.
The look in the woman's eyes disappeared instantly, and she fell heavily next to the stone statue.
"Binger!"
The man's eyes were about to burst and he roared.
As a result, another sharp arrow fell from the sky and pierced the man's chest directly.
That arrow carried the aura of destruction, and the man knelt down beside the stone statue.
His eyes became increasingly blurry, and tears of blood flowed from the corners of his eyes as he looked at the woman's body lying in a pool of blood.
He pressed his trembling hands on the stone statue and begged with his last breath: "I don't care what kind of monster you are, this is my last breath. Please, kill them and avenge Bing'er."
After saying that, a ray of light lit up in the man's hand, and his last ray of Nascent Soul's regeneration power was poured into the stone statue. Then he lost all the breath of life, and he and the woman both fell next to the stone statue.
A monk in the early stage of spiritual transformation was holding a gorgeous long bow in the sky. He looked indifferently at the two fallen monks in the late stage of Nascent Soul, showing a contemptuous smile.
"Run! Aren't you two bitches good at running!"
"Recently, His Highness the Second Prince's killing field has fewer and fewer interesting items, and the hunting is becoming more and more boring."
This man in the early stage of transformation has a different appearance than the two people just now. He does not have the pair of male and female pupils, but he has long colorful hair and a green lotus mark between his eyebrows.
Suddenly, this person noticed that the spiritual energy at the place where the man and woman died was unusually rich, which aroused his curiosity.
"When did the Killing Fields become a place rich in spiritual energy? No wonder this pair of bitches stopped here."
With that said, he ducked to the stone statue.
At this time, something happened to the stone statue. A white light of the Nascent Soul's regeneration power quickly gathered on the chest of the stone statue. Then cracks occurred all over the stone statue. All the spiritual energy gathered in this area poured into the stone statue like a sea of rivers.
"What the hell!"
The man with colorful hair was shocked, and immediately wanted to draw his bow and arrow, and shoot the stone statue at his feet to pieces.
However, an extremely powerful spiritual consciousness swept through him, and the man with colorful hair immediately lost his vision, and the bow and arrow he was holding shook and fell to the ground.
"Da Meng Wuhen!"
In the traceless space of the dream, a man with colorful hair nailed a flying sword to the cliff of a mountain, unable to move.
At this time, the floating clouds in front of the cliff gathered into a human face.
The man with colorful hair screamed in fear.
"Who are you! Where did you kidnap me! I am the son of General Zhenxi of the Xuanlian Dynasty. If you dare to touch a hair on my head, my father will not let you go! My father is a peak expert in refining the void. !”
"You are not honest, you scream as soon as you come up. Then I will let you scream enough."
After that, long swords flew out from the floating clouds, and the flying swords pierced the colorful-haired man's body back and forth, making the colorful-haired man scream. But no matter how the flying swords pierced his body, after the flying swords were pulled out, his body would automatically recover, and then another flying sword would pierce in again.
In this way, thousands of flying swords pierced him back and forth for three days and three nights, and his screams never stopped.
Finally, the floating cloud face appeared again and whispered: "Are you willing to answer my questions now? Or do you want another round?"
"Ask! Ask! Xiaode will tell you everything! I dare not hide anything!"
The colorful-haired man was so scared that his soul trembled, and he did not dare to raise the heart of resistance at all.
"Where is this place?"
The man with colorful hair cried. He looked at the cliffs around him and wailed, "You brought me here. How would I know where this place is! Don't stab me again. I'm afraid of pain!"
Shu Han:...
"I mean where the wilderness was just now. Calm down and stop crying."
The man with colorful hair hurriedly said, "The wilderness just now is the private hunting ground of the second prince of the Xuanlian Dynasty!"
"Where is the Xuanlian Dynasty? Where is it in the Wanfang Continent? What is your relationship with the Yuming Clan?"
"The Xuanlian Dynasty is a small country in the east of the Wanfang Continent. Our Xuanlian Clan is a small clan under the Yuming Clan."
After that, Shu Han put the man down from the cliff.
"Show me the map!"
The man with colorful hair didn't dare to resist at all and hurriedly waved the map.
Shu Han frowned as he looked at the map he gave him.
"Why are we going around in circles? We are still in the territory of the Yuming Clan! Damn!"