Clan Cultivation: Starting with Liver Experience

They jumped from the bright high wall, ran forward for five miles, and then ran straight into the dark fog. The mist flowers stirred up were the flowers of life blooming in the far west of the human race. flower.

Moyuan is a place that Lu Ya has never been in contact with, and it is a place that he does not want to come to.

His idea is very simple, just find a safe corner with his family and live a good life.

But he had to come. When Fang Shuyun sent him the message, he made a decision and rushed here day and night.

But when he saw the disciples of the Dayan Holy Sect standing on the wall of Dayang Pass, and the monks who threw themselves into the Demonic Abyss without hesitation, Lu Ya suddenly understood.

The safe corner he pursued was only obtained by someone risking his life.

And on this vast continent, including the Demonic Abyss, the Boundless Sea, and the Ten Thousand Monsters Cave. Human beings can be seen fighting against danger everywhere.

So Lu Ya understood in his heart that this continent has never been truly stable, it's just that what he sees is stability, and what he thinks is stability.

Dong dong dong, dong dong dong~

The long and slow drum beat penetrated the magic fog below and reached Dayan Pass, but was quickly annihilated in the endless haze.

Following the sound of the drums, dozens of figures slowly walked out of the surging magic mist and walked to the dark land that was not covered by the magic mist. They relied on each other and had injuries on their bodies. The old man in the lead held a whole body in his right hand. Dark rattle.

The small drumsticks hanging on both sides of the drum body made distant drum sounds as the old man shook them.

The sound of drums seems to have magic and comfort.

When they saw the towering Dayan Pass, everyone in this mutually supporting team showed a smile that was about to survive the disaster. In just a moment, silence returned again.

At this moment, Lu Ya stood at the city gate of Dayan Pass and saw countless hunters rushing towards the Demon Abyss and the return of such a group of hunters.

One side is radiant, and the other side is filled with demonic energy.

Life and death are separated by a "line" five miles wide in front of Dayan Pass.

This line is the mark made by the Dayan Saint Sect and countless human monks, who used blood and life as their swords to cut in front of the Demonic Abyss.

At this end of the line is the endless fertile land of the human race, with billions of human beings.

And what about the other end of the line?

It is countless monsters, it is a never-ending fight, it is a blood that never dries up.

Lu Ya stood at the top of the city, looking at the group of monks slowly marching towards Dayan Pass in the distance.

Their tired expressions could not hide the fervor in their hearts. They thought that the harvest from this hunting trip was quite satisfactory.

Not long after, the group of monks had passed the formation verification at Dayan Gate and arrived on the city wall not far from Lu Ya.

As soon as they climbed onto the city wall, the nearby Dayan Saint Sect monks greeted them, as if they were familiar with them.

A monk asked the leader, the old man holding a rattle, "Senior Luo, is this demon hunting trip going well?"

The old man turned his head dully, and after recognizing the speaker, he nodded slightly. The storage ring on his finger flashed, and a bulging animal skin bag fell to the ground.

"Hey, a bag full of demon cores! Senior Luo's demon hunting trip has been a great harvest. Congratulations to Senior Luo, and congratulations to everyone."

The Dayan Saint Sect monk who spoke earlier was surprised at first, and then quickly congratulated him.

"Killing one more monster now will weaken the demonic tide in the future. Senior Luo, according to the old rules, I will send the demonic core to the Hall of Merit for you."

The old man surnamed Luo nodded slightly, and then slowly led the team down the city wall.

Lu Ya stood not far away, quietly listening to the exchange between the two parties, and gained a further understanding of Dayan Pass and Moyuan.

It turns out that when the number of monsters in the Demonic Abyss reaches a certain level, a demonic tide will be formed to attack Dayan Pass, but now this kind of demon hunting operation can effectively reduce the number of monsters, delay the arrival of the demonic tide, and at the same time weaken the power of the demonic tide. strength.

Lu Ya understood in his heart, and then he no longer hesitated. With his feet a little lower, he jumped down from the cliff-like city top and headed towards the "line" in front of him.

"Hey, he's a lone traveler. He has a late-stage Golden Core cultivation. It seems like this is his first time coming to our Dayan Pass. I don't know if he can get out of the Demonic Abyss alive."

On the city wall, the monks on duty were surprised when they saw Lu Ya's actions. Then they took out the exploration magic weapon they carried with them, took a distant look at Lu Ya's back, and suddenly sighed.

"I think that a late-stage Jindan monk can be a person who can establish a sect in the post-war period. But in Moyuan, there are hundreds of ways to kill a Jindan monk."

"Hey, I hope he can come back."

The slightly low sigh quickly dissipated in the breeze blowing from the top of the city.

Lu Ya was unaware of the discussions among the monks on the wall behind him. As he got closer and closer to the Demonic Abyss, he could feel that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that had been everywhere in the past was getting thinner and thinner. The feeling was like "disgust". Spiritual energy hates the devil's abyss.

Lu Ya fell down in front of the end of the "line". The ground under his feet was rough and hard, and there was a very light fishy and rotten smell in the air.

Lu Ya had reason to suspect that the ground beneath his feet was soaked in the blood of humans and monsters.

He stood in front of the magic mist. In front of him was the rolling black magic mist, and behind him was Dayan City Pass. When he looked at the magic mist, he could only see shadows in it, and nothing else.

I think it should be different from what happened afterward.

Lu Ya thought so, stepped forward, and slowly disappeared into the magic mist.

Woo~woo~

The sky in Moyuan is gray, with black clouds floating in the sky, and the ground underfoot is also black.

After setting foot in the Demonic Abyss, Lu Ya could clearly feel that as a human monk, he was being resisted and rejected by the Demonic Abyss.

The reason should be that the lack of aura of heaven and earth makes human monks break into this place as if they have broken into a strange world.

There was vigilance in Lu Ya's eyes. Without the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it meant that all the monks' methods could only rely on their own mana. For the monks, the consumption of mana would become very scary, and they would always have to worry about the lack of mana. Issues with replenishing mana.

Lu Ya finally understood why the monks who hunted monsters were in teams. In this case, a team that could help each other was far better than a lone traveler.

Since the communication between Lu Ya and Fang Shuyun two days ago, the Wanli Qingsi cicada in Lu Ya's hand has completely died, which means that the cicada in Fang Shuyun's hand has also died.

But two days later, it was already unknown whether Fang Shuyun was still alive.

However, now that he is here, Lu Ya is not going to give up. He has to live to see people and die to see corpses.

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