Three days later, Zhong Yue's appearance began to change, turning into a human body and a dragon head, with a unique appearance.

His figure also became very tall, more than meter tall, and he looked a little thin. He carried the fanged blade, which was seven feet tall, and the fanged blade was equipped with a wooden handle, which was three feet long. The human and the knife looked very elegant and outspoken, not like the human race in the Great Wilderness, but like the boy of the Dragon race.

Now it is winter, and it is already snowing outside the wilderness. Zhong Yue used his mental power to steal some sable fur and animal skin from the Shuitu clan to wear. The family he stole should be a wealthy family in the Shuitu clan. The sable fur and animal skin were carefully taken care of, and it looked extremely noble when worn on Zhong Yue.

Especially now, he is a dragon-headed man with a snow-white fur around his neck, which makes him look even more wealthy.

The reason why he did not completely change back to his former appearance was because there was too much energy in the beast spirit in his body, and the inner elixir of the beast spirit was constantly emitting the spirit spirit of the beast spirit, and the inner elixir of the beast spirit was hidden in the sea of ​​consciousness in the eyebrows, so the head could not be transformed back to the human head.

And now, he has arrived at the buffer zone between the Great Wilderness and the Xiankong City, the Great Yuan Wasteland.

It is endless here, and it is a desolate and empty plain, with few people coming from the river, covered with dead grass, and below is frozen soil. Whether it is human or demon tribe, they rely on mountains and water to eat water. Most of them live on the edge of mountains and water, hunting and fishing for a living. As for the plain, whether it is human or demon tribe, they do not bother to occupy it.

In the eyes of the demons and humans, plains are barren lands.

Zhong Yue heard some Qi Refiners say that the Human Emperor once promoted grains on a large scale, asking the human race to go out of the mountains and go to the plain to plant grains, but no one knows what the grains look like in the wilderness.

The Great Wilderness is so remote that even if there is a king, it is a legend, and no one has ever confirmed it.

For three consecutive days, he did not encounter any demon or human race, which shows that the Great Yuan Wasteland is extremely desolate.

"Turbine, how far is it from the teleportation array?" Zhong Yue walked and stepped forward, and it was more than ten feet away. He seemed to be strolling in the garden, but his speed was frighteningly fast, he asked.

In the past three days, he has walked more than tens of thousands of miles, and the induction of the torch on the teleportation array has become clearer and clearer. Now he can judge the distance of the teleportation array.

"With your current foot strength, it will probably only take four or five days to reach the teleportation array." Tinghuo said.

"Four or five days?"

Zhong Yue felt relieved: "It's just more than 10,000 miles of road. Hey, what is this?"

The earth ahead cracked, as if it was cut from a high altitude by a sharp sword. One was cut in obliquely, leaving a huge crack. Some ice and snow had accumulated in the crack, but it could still be seen that the two walls were extremely smooth!

Zhong Yue stood at the edge of this steep crack and saw that the sword mark was about three miles long, extremely sharp, as if it was the trace left by a giant holding a sword!

Not far from this sword mark, there were some footprints. The huge footprints were like small ponds, with some accumulated water in it and it had frozen. I don’t know what traces it was left by a giant beast.

When he arrived ahead, Zhong Yue's heart thumped, and the air suddenly became extremely wet, and sizzling light filled the air, and was transmitted by the moist air, as if it was to form a kind of thunder pattern totem, while the surroundings were charred, as if they had been fighting here by a giant holding thunder!

It is winter now, the air is dry and there is no trace of moisture. Even if there is water, it will be frozen into ice slag. The water here is moist. It should be that the thunder pattern heats the nearby air. The thunder pattern has not dissipated for a long time. It is obviously a very powerful Qi Refiner fighting here, and the thunder that has been triggered remains to this day!

"This is... the magical power of the Leihu Qi Refiner! Yes, the footprints of the giant beast just now were left by the giant tortoise in Fang Jiange, and the sword mark was the magnificent sword energy of Fang Jiange!"

Zhong Yue's heart was shaking: "This seems to be the place where the four young masters of my Jianmen are blocking the two demon island masters of Shenkong City! Calculate it, it has been more than two months since they went out to block the two demon island masters. I wonder if the four young powerful men of my Jianmen will leave those two demon giants?"

He was very curious. Fang Jiange, Feng Wuji, Lei Hong, and Jun Sixie, these four people chased Yan Yunsheng, the master of Iwo Jima and Xiu Tianchen, the master of Jinxiu Island. It should be a big deal. Why hasn't the news reached Jianmen so far?

"If they succeed and eliminate the Iwo Jima Lord and the Jinxiu Island Lord, there will definitely be a sensation in the Jianmen, and everyone knows it. If they fail, there will not be even a single news. Unless..."

His eyes lit up and he whispered: "The four of them are still chasing Lord Iwo Jima and Lord Jinxiu!"

Zhong Yue looked up and looked around, and he thought to himself: "This place is only tens of thousands of miles away from Xiankong City. With my foot strength, I can arrive in more than ten days. The two island masters are giants of the demon clan, and they are the same as the master of my Sword Sect. They have not been able to break out of the Great Origin wasteland until now, which means that they are extremely injured and cannot get rid of the four young masters of our Sword Sect!"

The reason why the two island masters were severely damaged is also related to him. If Zhong Yue had not repaired the beast god seal under the guidance of the firecracker, how could these two monster giants be injured?

In the next few days, he saw more traces of battle, not only Fang Jiange and Lei Hong, but also Jun Sixie and Feng Wuji. These two young masters also came to the Dayuan Wasteland.

Zhong Yue even saw that there were suddenly thousands of stone pillars in the plain, with stone pillars reaching more than 60 feet high, covering a radius of hundreds of miles. They were carved with various complex totem patterns, carving dragons and painting phoenixes!

These thousands of stone pillars stood suddenly in the wasteland, forming an extremely fierce killing formation. I don’t know which of the four young masters left it.

However, in this formation, one of the two island masters must have been trapped for a long time. After a bloody battle, most of these stone pillars were broken, and many of the totem patterns on the stone pillars were shattered. All the power of the formation was destroyed. The land of hundreds of miles became a messy battlefield, leaving traces of battle everywhere.

"Each of the four young masters of Jianmen is amazing!" Zhong Yue secretly praised in his heart.

Four days later, Zhong Yue encountered many villages along the way, and smoke from cooking was curling. It was actually a human tribe, which made him very curious. This place was close to the territory of the demon tribe, and you could still see the human tribe reproductive here.

However, there are more human tribes, and more demon clans encountered on the road. On the way, he saw several demon clan qi refiners flying through the sky by controlling the demon wind and demon clouds. There are occasionally one or two mountains in this vast wasteland. The demonic aura appears in the mountains. It should be the place where the demon clan qi refiners live. Compared with the wasteland, the mountains are much richer.

"Didn't it mean that the human race cannot survive outside the Great Wilderness? Why are there many human villages here?"

Zhong Yue passed by a village and saw that the tribe was not large in size, with a population of about 2,000, ragged clothes, pale face and thin skin, and raised some pigs, sheep, chickens and dogs.

When the human race saw him walking by, their steps slowed down, and they all showed horror, hiding under the broken thatched cottage and looking at him timidly.

Zhong Yue was puzzled and then woke up that he was now a dragon-headed human, looking similar to the dragon clan, and was mistaken for these people as a demon clan.

I think the human race who came here has been bullied by the demon race for a long time, and I am so scared when I see him coming.

"Are you passing by?"

An old man who looked like a tribe leader came forward in a panic and smiled and said, "What tribute do you want to eat? Are raw or cooked?"

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "Brother-in-law..."

The old man quickly knelt on the ground and said tremblingly: "Master, I'm going to kill you!"

Zhong Yue wondered, and said, "I have been traveling these days, sleeping in the open air. If I could give me some cooked food..."

The old man hurriedly and smiled and said, "Master, wait, the tribute will be presented later... Come, come, bring the daughter of the third family! Wait, wait, please... Take it over quickly and let the master see his face! If the master is satisfied, he will make it a familiar and deliver it to the master!"

A middle-aged man with a simple appearance led a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl and nodded and bowed forward. The girl looked at Zhong Yue with tears in her eyes and a little timid.

The old patriarch smiled and said, "Master, are you satisfied with this? If you are not satisfied, there will be a clean girl in my village..."

Zhong Yue stood there, the young and strong human race and the women and children on the side were trembling and did not dare to speak. After a moment, Zhong Yue slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and said, "Divine Clans coming and going, do you all want to contribute tribute?"

The old patriarch bowed his head and said, "This 500-mile radius is all the trump card of Master Far. We are the animals raised by Master Far. Master Far is hospitality. He once said that we should treat all the demon clans passing by with care and let the passers-by eat and drink well."

Zhong Yue was silent. The so-called "eating and drinking" probably means treating these human races as animals to sacrifice to the passing demon race's qi refiners.

"Hospitality? Hehe..."

He felt an unsuppressible grief and anger in his heart. After a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Do you know that in the twenty thousand miles of the west, there is a human holy place called Jianmen, which ruled the 100,000-mile wilderness. There, you don't have to be eaten."

The old patriarch showed horror and kowtowed repeatedly, saying, "Master, the old man dares not escape, he dares not escape!"

The others also knelt down one after another, fearing and trepidation. The girl who was regarded as a sacrifice said timidly: "Twenty thousand miles... who can walk over..."

Zhong Yue woke up and said, why did these human races dare not escape? It was because the wilderness was too far away. For him, twenty thousand miles were only seven or eight days, but if it were these ordinary people who had family members, they would probably have to walk for a few years before they could reach the wilderness. Moreover, there was no food on the way, so I wonder how many people would die!

Moreover, the demon clan is not a vegetarian. If they find these people running away, they may not be able to even walk a hundred miles away, and they will be caught up by the angry demon clan Qi Refiners!

"Boy Yue, you can't help these people."

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the sound of torch fire came: "The dignified Fuxi gods and descendants of the Emperor of Heaven have now fallen to the point where they are regarded as food by the demons. It's really a pity..."

Zhong Yue was disobedient, and after a moment, he said in a hurry: "Tinghuo, are our human race really descendants of Fuxi?"

"Absolutely!"

"Our ancestors have established the most glorious civilization in this world. Our ancestors are the emperors of all races in this world. The most noble and proud blood in this world flows in our bodies. Why do we fall to the point of being bullied by the demon race..."

The young man from Zhongshan cried and slowly closed his eyes, murmured: "Why no one changed all this? Why no one still remembered our former prosperity and glory? Why did he become so numb? Is it because the blood in our hearts cold... But why do I feel that the blood flowing in my heart is still hot? It's hot and so hot that I want to boil!"

The human race looked at the tears of the "master" tremblingly, and was extremely frightened.

After a moment, Zhong Yue opened his eyes and said mutely: "Where is Mr. Falcon?"

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