"I had already practiced to this point tens of thousands of years ago, but I still couldn't make any progress now. If I had no luck, I would be the same for tens of thousands of years..."

Qingwei muttered to himself, a dangerous thought arose in his heart.

He looked deeply at the void where Yuan Cave Heaven was, and then he immediately pressed all kinds of thoughts into his heart.

Even though the Heavenly Lord has left the world for many tens of thousands of years, he still dare not be careless.

This is usually the case, but now he has been able to get the bracelet thousands of years ahead of schedule, even more so.

He knew very well how dangerous this idea was.

But as if the amazing achievements that the "bracelet" in his memory would have achieved, he couldn't help but be moved.

...

Under the dark night, there are only glimmers of light, and there are scattered villages and towns located by the rolling mountains.

Boom!

Suddenly, a thunder sounded through the sky, breaking the tranquility of the night.

Lijiazhuang, who was sleeping, suddenly woke up. With the storm of chaos, candles had already lit up at many homes.

Some people even opened the window with candlelight in their hands and looked up at the sky. Although the night was heavy, there were no dark clouds in the sky.

"It's so loud, I almost scared my soul away..."

In a dilapidated temple outside the village, a thin young man suddenly woke up from his dream and his heart beat wildly.

The temple had no door, and a large piece of roof collapsed. Without looking up, he could see the sky: "This, it doesn't seem like it's going to rain?"

The young man muttered and turned over and sat up. It was really the thunder that sounded too loud, just like it was exploding in his ear.

What kind of sleepiness is gone.

He kicked the weeds on the ground, rubbed his arms out, trying to pick up some dry firewood to make a fire while it was not raining.

As soon as I walked out of the door, I saw a meteor passing by in the night.

"Meteor? Ah!"

The young man glanced casually, suddenly screamed, and ran away, and he didn't listen to the mountain god begging for mercy.

But it turned out that the meteor hit the direction of the broken temple at an extremely fast speed.

"My mother!"

The young man's souls were all roaming, and he only regretted that his parents didn't have more legs.

But how fast can he be?

It seemed like in just one moment, the young man heard a "boom" sound and was already unaware of the situation.

The huge waves of air blowing on the straw seemed to blow him out. At the last moment of his coma, he seemed to see a dazzling light in the rolling smoke and dust.

It seemed like he saw a child.

‘What is that…’

Buzz ~

Amid the flying smoke and dust, a slight whisper of doubt came from the hangover that seemed to be still alive.

"Mr. Monster..."

Sanxin Lan Lingtong slowly opened his eyes, looked at his white and tender palms, and looked at the dusty night, with an indescribable touch.

Once upon a time, the world in its eyes had no color or specific image. Everything had different patterns in its eyes.

At this time, he was reborn and finally saw the real world.

Many years later, he finally broke the terrifying curse on himself that "The Ancestor of Nightmare Hydra" was placed.

For today, he waited for an unknown amount of time and paid an unimaginable price to lose his nearly immortal immortality.

"Is this the world in your eyes?"

He stretched out his hand in surprise and cowardly, stroking the floating dust, the dim light, and the spiritual particles that were invisible to the naked eye:

"But where are you?"

...

Trepid ~

roar!

Under the night, the mountains are undulating like dragons and snakes lying on the plate.

Among the mountains and valleys, countless beasts are rampant, and sometimes the roar of giant beasts resounds throughout the sky.

In the night where there was almost no light, countless terrifying giant beasts were walking.

It makes many people living in the mountains feel nervous and uneasy and difficult to fall asleep. In fact, few people dare to sleep at night here.

Kimura.

This is a small village built on the stump of an unknown ancient tree.

Hundreds of meters above the ground, hidden among the leaves, and adjacent to the birds.

The fire is strictly controlled in Kimura, especially in the dark, and no fire is allowed to leak out.

A little bit is never allowed.

The only exception is the old house located in the middle of the entire village, with a very old atmosphere.

The men guarding outside the door could vaguely see a red light inside.

Rudou's lights were not brighter than the night. The red light in the house at this moment came from a broken altar with a height of one person.

Under the slightly weird red light, a thin and short old man in animal skin danced around the altar and sang a song wildly.

On the altar, there are silver and gold-shaped bodies, and there are two mysterious skulls flashing with faint green fire in their eyes.

He kept opening and closing his upper and lower jaws, making a crisp and weird "crack" sound, as if mocking his useless efforts.

Sure enough, the red light on the altar gradually dimmed.

“Woooooo~”

Seeing that the red light did not increase but decreased, the old man gathered more and more, his hands and feet danced like windmills, and his saliva flew around.

“Gaga ~”

Seeing that the old man was full of ugly appearance, the skull actually made a creepy laugh, sharp and terrifying:

"Silly old guy, do you think you know this altar better than me?!"

"Plop!"

The old man was shocked and retreated, and staggered and fell to the ground: "You, you can actually speak? You, what kind of monster are you? How can you control our altar?"

The old man was extremely frightened and even despair.

This altar is a "treasure" passed down from generation to generation by Kimura. Although it is always spiritual and unresponsive, it has helped Kimura overcome several difficulties after several times.

Until this time.

He presented half of the corpse of the ferocious beast and finally received a response from the "god" on the altar.

He thought he had received God's favor, but he did not expect that it would be the beginning of a nightmare.

This skeleton has a strange power that can absorb human essence, blood, and even spirit silently.

This skeleton was so hidden that I didn't notice it at first, but when I discovered it, it was too late.

After more than ten years of absorption, everyone in Kimura looked haggard and had a haggard face. Not to mention hunting, they were powerless to curse!

Seeing that the final struggle was about to fail, the old man was completely in despair.

"Your altar? This is mine, my rare treasure!"

The skull made a sharp scream, and the red light flashed, and rolled the old man onto the altar like tentacles.

The altar was not much larger than the old man, but with the flash of red light, the old man actually shrank and became smaller.

He was frightened and desperate:

"A holy and majestic god, beg you to save our Kimura..."

Huh ~

At this moment, the skeleton suddenly rolled off the altar with a strange scream, and the red light dimmed.

The old man fell to the ground, still in shock.

I saw fine lines suddenly appearing on the strange skull, tying it to the ground, and no matter how hard it struggled, it could not get rid of it.

"Ahhhh!"

The skeleton opened and closed his jaw frantically, frightened and desperate: "No, why didn't you let me go?"

Buzz!
To be continued...