This man has at least been in the late stage of the Imperial Realm. His spiritual power has turned into evil spirits. His eyes are full of murderous intent. The tip of the spear stabs like a poisonous snake, which is extremely cruel!

"puff……"

Stepping on the ancient tree, the spiritual power turned into a wisp of smoke and dissipated, and I also dodged this attack ingeniously. The moon blade had a bitter light and a fierce sword intent pricked on his chest with the fierce wind. Suddenly, a bunch of blood splashed. What I didn't expect was that this wild young man had not practiced his battle suit at all, and he stabbed his body with one sword.

"boom!"

The moment the power of the storm was fully exploded, the young man's body was knocked down straight, smashing countless trees, and the breath of life disappeared, and a trace of evil aura drifted into my spiritual bracelet. Sure enough, these wild ancient tribes were also one of the "props" used for the trial of the abyss. A thought spread thousands of waves in my heart like a stone. The Martial Ancestor was not kind, but if the Martial Ancestor was kind, he might not be the Martial Ancestor.

According to ancient books, the human empire thousands of years ago and the ancient tribes of the wilderness in the foreign land launched wars more than once, and even reached the point of national destruction. In that historical environment, the ancient tribe of the wilderness was indeed a mortal enemy and had to be killed. This idea seemed to have been taken over thousands of years later. In the early stage of the electrical age, the hatred with the ancient tribe of the wilderness was still unresolved.

After falling down, I checked the corpse of this ancient wilderness youth. With a sword piercing through the heart, there was no breath. There was nothing valuable on him, but the spear was still a spiritual weapon, but it was just a white spiritual weapon. It was thrown into the space bone ring and continued to move forward. It couldn't be delayed for too long. Everyone would definitely gather near the beast head stone. Su Yan and Tang Queran, Tong Zhuo might need my strength.

He jumped down the mountain and disappeared into the mountains at dusk.

...

The whole golden rice field became dark after the sunset. I was walking rapidly in the rice field. Just as I approached the wild village, I attracted my attention again. Not far away, two sentries discovered me, and two arrows came through the air.

Ding Cheng Long Sheng!

I pedaled with the dragon stake, and there was a fast iron bridge on my back. Two arrows were almost rubbing against my face. The two sentries were holding short swords and shouting something in their mouths. There were runes carved around their bodies, which were somewhat similar to my Dragon Que Divine Pattern. The power on the blade was not spiritual power, but martial arts triggered by the rune force!

I instantly realized that before these ancient tribes of the wilderness were driven into the abyss by the Martial Ancestor, they were practicing either spiritual power or lost rune power. Now it seems that they are like ancient tribes, waving the disappearing power of this world to fight us!

"Swish swish..."

The short knife cuts through the air and brings out two burning waves of air. The strength of the rune is no less than that of spiritual power. Even the moment the power bursts out, the rune on their bodies completely lit up.

They are two more masters in the middle stage of the Human Realm!

I shouted softly, and Ding Chenglongsheng's momentum instantly sank. His body suddenly increased his speed under the urging of spiritual power. Before the opponent could react, he kicked a sentry on the abdomen of a left side. A flame opened the mountain and instantly kicked him to the mouth and spit out blood, rolling into the rice field. The moon blade flew obliquely, tearing open the chest of another sentry, and killing with one blow.

The injured sentry waved his short sword and looked at me with hatred in his eyes, never ending!

He exerted force under his feet and suddenly shot through the lightning. The long sword passed by his neck, giving him an extremely pleasant way to die.

I lowered my head and pondered, and my heart was volatile. Why did I have to kill them?

This question haunts me, but if I don’t kill them, they will kill me at all costs. They can only kill people without a choice. This is the destruction brought by hatred for millions of years.

...

I checked the two soldiers and found a broken martial arts book in the pocket of one of them, which was engraved with dense ancient characters. This kind of characters had a very nice name in ancient times - bone inscriptions. I have learned this kind of bone inscriptions slightly roughly with scholars from Yinye City, so I recognized them one or two.

The beginning of the volume reads: "The Stone-Breaking Sword Technique", a low-grade martial arts.

It seems that this is a martial arts technique in the ancient wilderness clan, and this stone-breaking sword technique should be one of the most basic martial arts techniques. It is basically a pile of garbage to me, and it is a broken martial arts technique, which is not very useful. It can be seen from the power of the sentry just now. If I change to a first-class, even second-class sword technique, I am afraid I will not be able to kill two wild sentrymen in an instant.

However, I still threw the stone-breaking knife technique into the space bone ring. Who made my space bone ring large? It would be better to take it back to study by ancient books for Wanling Academy.

Suddenly, the village ahead shot up into the sky, and there was noisy, as if someone was setting fire.

I frowned. I didn't have to think that it must be the challenger of the Abyss Trial to set fire, but it seems that the person who dares to set fire in the depths of the village must be very talented!

When I arrived with the moon blade, I saw a group of old and weak people from the wild ancient tribe lying on the ground, with devastating wounds on their bodies, and some of their bodies were even blown up.

"Brother Bu!"

It was Tong Zhuo's voice. He carried the Red Flame Axe and brought three other students from Chengyang Academy to come over and said, "Are you here too?"

"Well, what's going on here?" I asked.

Tong Zhuo smiled helplessly: "It's a member of the Shengwu Academy, Fang Qingyuan and Muxuan ordered the slaughter of the village. The wild ancient tribe here will kill all the wilderness here!"

"Why are we so vicious? Our target is just the beast head stone."

Tong Zhuo smiled bitterly and said, "It's probably for points... You are still the first in the abyss trial so far. How could Fang Qingyuan swallow this bitter fruit? Even if he kills everyone, he will definitely return to the first place in the abyss trial."

"Let's go and take a look?"

"Um!"

...

On a simple altar, Fang Qingyuan stood tall on it with a blue face, while Mu Xuan and other students from the Holy Martial Arts Academy were silent. An old man from the wild ancient tribe sat in the center of the altar, his face was bleeding and his head was drooping.

"I'll ask again, where is the pattern transformation technique?" Fang Qingyuan said coldly.

The old man didn't speak.

"Okay, are you not talking? Come on, kill a little beast from the ancient wilderness clan for me!"

A young student of Shengwu Academy holding a broad sword immediately lifted the child tied beside him, lifted the knife and fell, and a head had already rolled to the ground, and blood splashed out far away.

The old man's body trembled slightly, probably because he felt distressed, but he was still silent.

Fang Qingyuan had no emotion on his cold face and said, "Tell you, I came to the abyss this time to find the magic technique. If you don't hand it over, it's not impossible for me to slaughter your tribe."

The old man sighed, opened his turbid eyes and said, "It is extremely disappointing that you famous sects have killed innocent people in this way for their own selfish desires."

He actually spoke a common language in the mainland!

It seems that there were challengers here before.

Tong Zhuo whispered in my ear: "No one has arrived at the fourth floor in the abyss trial for thirty-six years. We are the first batch in thirty-six years. Fang Qingyuan must have received some message, otherwise he would not have made such a decision."

I coughed and said, "Fang Qingyuan, these children from the ancient wilderness clan do not threaten you, why should I kill them?"

Fang Qingyuan looked at me coldly and smiled: "Bu Yixuan, who has experienced the killing path of Cangbei Region, is such a kind of womanly kind? You really disappointed me..."

I frowned and said, "If you want to find the "Writing Art", you can search everywhere. You can definitely find it in this tribe. Why do you have to kill someone?"

The old man was a little surprised and looked at me with a turbid look, with a little gratitude.

Fang Qingyuan didn't seem to care and said, "We don't have much time to waste here. These ancient wilderness tribes were originally our mortal enemies. Bu Yixuan, you don't have to talk to them at all. If you say these rude words, can I think you are looking forward to these wilderness tribes?"

I couldn't help laughing: "Fang Qingyuan, you are so cruel at such a young age. Since that's the case, Tong Zhuo and others searched around for the pattern transformation technique you wanted. If we find it, you will let these children go, how about it?"

"Hmph, if you can find it, I won't kill them, but... I will only give you half an hour, you can do it!"

"Okay, half an hour is half an hour!"

I turned around and looked at Tong Zhuo and said, "Brother Tong Zhuo, don't you think I'm meddling in other people's business, right?"

Tong Zhuo smiled awkwardly: "To be honest, I am a little meddling in other people's business, but I think the same as you. If you don't commit more crimes, don't kill more. Let's go, we don't have much time. If we look for a small thatched hut, we will definitely find the book "The Art of Transformation"!"

"Um!"

I went to look for it separately, and I entered the tribe one mile away from the east alone. The residents here were almost killed by Fang Qingyuan, Yu Wenqing, Mu Xuan and others, so they were all empty houses.

I found multiple houses in a row, only one living utensil such as tiles and cauldrons. As for martial arts, there were only one or two low-level martial arts techniques similar to the stone-breaking sword technique.

...

After I entered the seventh thatched house, I searched for a martial arts carved by tortoise shells in the stone carved cabinet. It was a tortoise shell as big as a pot, full of complex bone inscriptions, and some kind of aura floated between the words, and even the dragon que divine pattern in my body resonated with it!

It's rune martial arts!

I was slightly stunned, and as my mind was integrated, I suddenly saw a series of lines coming out of my mind. These lines were becoming more and more complicated, overlapping, iterating, breaking and reuniting, as if I was practicing a certain method of cultivation. In a blink of an eye, I suddenly realized it and instantly realized that this is a martial arts technique. The inheritance method is similar to the spiritual simplicity of the Dragon Spirit Continent!

However, this book is not "The Art of Transformation", but a kind of internal martial arts called "The Art of Refining Bones", which is about fusion and tempering and strengthening bones!

The blank in my mind was buzzing, and I was ecstatic. This was the real opportunity. In this case, I found this kind of good thing. The pattern bones were originally something circulated in ancient times. Now there are no cultivation techniques of pattern bones and rune power on the Dragon Spirit Continent. This "Bone Refining Art" was simply tailor-made for me!

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Chapter completed!