Perfect World

There was a clang, sparks flew everywhere, the broken sword was inserted into a piece of bluestone, it trembled slightly, and there was a metallic reverberation.

The little boy opened his eyes wide and looked high into the sky. No one was there. He didn't see the four powerful men or the gray-haired old man. Only a few fierce birds crossed the void.

He pulled out the broken sword with a clang, then looked left and right like a thief, picked up the big red bird that was recovering from his injuries, took Qingfeng and Erbald Man and ran away.

This is a treasure. Although it is broken, it can chop down the sky-swallowing bird and chop Qiongqi. Now that it is back in the hands again, it is natural to put it away carefully, not wanting people in the dark to peep.

He didn't drop the big red bird until he had run for dozens of miles, causing it to scream and flop on the ground.

The little boy was delighted and looked at the broken sword again. It was completely black, without luster, and could not sense powerful divine power, but he knew that it was the most powerful treasure.

"The rust is gone, why are there some dark red blood stains?" He scratched his head, and dark red blood stains replaced the original rust stains.

How's the ghost? He was a little worried, looked at the broken sword, sighed softly, and carried it on his back.

I can't care about so much now, my biggest goal is to escape and save my life. Nowadays, there are chaotic wars in all directions. There are shouts of killing and fighting everywhere. If you are not careful, you will die.

This area was very peaceful, but the little boy didn't run away immediately because he didn't want to be the first to do so. Every time he thought he was out of the vortex, scary people would appear to stop him.

Overall, he's still on the battlefield.

The best strategy is to follow the crowd, rather than being the first to attack. It would be better if you can blend in with the enemy group.

"Brother, can we escape?" There was blood on Qingfeng's face. He saw a lot of life and death along the way, and he also took action and killed several seriously injured beasts.

He was very worried because the distant killing sounds faintly appeared again, the battlefield was expanding, and they were still unable to get rid of it.

"Ouch..."

A deep roar came, the mountains shook, leaves flew in the trees, and a huge black tiger as tall as the mountains, covered in blood, escaped from the battlefield and rushed into the distance.

"That's it!"

The little one was surprised. This was a terrifying black tiger. When Butian Pavilion was selecting disciples, he had seen it in the second battlefield, guarding the Black Evil Lotus.

The black tiger was more powerful than ordinary relics, but it was covered in blood and suffered heavy injuries. The bones on its shoulders were exposed. There were dozens of disciples of Butian Pavilion on its body.

It ran wildly, rushing into the distance, and it looked like it had to pay a heavy price before breaking out.

The little one wanted to say hello, but as soon as he stood up, he saw the black tiger's hair standing on end, standing upright and almost throwing down all the disciples of Butian Pavilion.

"Chi"

A ray of red light rushed up and emerged from a black abyss. It was hundreds of feet long. It was a red dragon, no weaker than the black tiger. It was obviously a powerful ancient relic.

"boom"

The black tiger reached out with a claw, and the runes were densely covered, and the black light surged forward, like a vast ocean, but the red dragon was fierce and wiped out the runes with a swing of its tail.

With a roar, the nearby mountain peaks collapsed, and boulders weighing thousands of kilograms rolled over. The two strong men met and fought fiercely.

At this moment, in the mountain forest further away, a golden lion appeared. Its eyes were like lanterns and emitted golden light. It was as tall as a mountain. With one slap, it smashed all the stone mountains in front of it. There was no way to stop it. the way.

The little one was frightened. Fortunately, he didn't rush out in a hurry just now. He really had to follow the rebel army. Otherwise, these two relics alone would be enough to kill a group of masters.

The black tiger's eyes were cold. It knew it was in big trouble. If two extremely powerful relics appeared like this, they would probably die here if they fought head-on.

Especially the lion, which was golden in color, looked like a terrifying king, dominating the world, and walking in a grand manner, which gave it an even greater sense of threat.

The dozens of disciples on its back were also trembling in their hearts. They encountered a catastrophe that day. There were too many masters, and there were creatures from all races. It was indeed a catastrophe.

The black tiger roared and collided with the red dragon. Both of them were injured and fell back.

Not far away, the golden lion took action and slapped it with one paw. The golden light flooded the heaven and earth, like a comet streaking across the sky, and the aura of supreme power filled the air.

In the distance, the little one gasped. This lion was too strong, and the black tiger was definitely no match. This was a relic of a princely level, and it was difficult to find an opponent unless the ancestors from the pure land came.

Sure enough, Black Tiger also discovered the danger and quickly retreated, but was still swept by the golden glow, his body was covered in blood and flesh, and he suffered heavy injuries.

It flew up horizontally, and with a bang, its huge body crushed a mountain peak. More than a dozen of the Butian Pavilion disciples it carried were severely injured on the spot, and eight or nine of them died tragically, their flesh and blood mutilated.

The black tiger roared, jumped up, turned around and walked away. It was an old lion king, far older than its cultivation years, and was no match for it.

"It's not that easy to leave. I am the Golden Lion King of Xiling Beast Mountain. I am here today to destroy you Butian Pavilion!"

The golden lion said indifferently, towering into the sky, its body higher than the mountains, emitting golden light all over its body, and slapped it, shattering the mountains blocking the front.

It jumped up and chased after the black tiger. The golden light surged and squeezed the sky. The huge body of the king was intimidating and terrifying.

The little one sighed, the black tiger was most likely to have bad luck, this golden lion was too strong, he was one of the leaders of Xiling Beast Mountain, and sitting at this position, he was just waiting for the big fish to slip through the net.

It seemed that not all of the senior brothers who had gone out earlier had escaped. There were endless unknown dangers ahead.

"Ouch..."

In the distance, the roar of a tiger shook the sky, and the waves of blood spurted high. Then the shouts came. An ancestor of Butian Pavilion led a group of disciples to break through and rushed there.

"Beasts suffer death!"

An ancestor fought with the Golden Lion King, and the mountains there collapsed, the ancient trees were destroyed, and the rocks collapsed.

The little boy clenched his fists. The Pure Land of Butian Pavilion was destroyed in this battle, and many people died. However, disciples like him were helpless. After all, they were still young and it was difficult to fight against those giants.

Even with the broken sword in his hand, it wouldn't work. He didn't have enough moral skills to fully activate it, couldn't activate it, and couldn't deal with those real princes.

"Walk!"

He took Qingfeng and Erbaluzi with him and started on the road again. He still did not rush in immediately, but carefully sneaked in the mountains and forests, waiting for opportunities.

After going dozens of miles into an area, shouts of killing could be heard, and a senior brother from Butian Pavilion roared with sadness: "Elder!"

The little one saw that scene through the forest leaves. The two elders were burning all over, exhausted all their energy, self-destructed, and rushed towards a group of strong men.

"You guys leave quickly!"

The two shouted loudly, and then completely exploded among the enemy groups. The light rain impacted and severely damaged many enemies.

All the disciples in Butian Pavilion cried out sadly and left with tears in their eyes.

"Ah..." The little one couldn't help but growl.

The group of enemies who suffered heavy losses stopped for a short time and then pursued the group of senior brothers in Butian Pavilion. The little boy couldn't help it anymore.

With a "swipe" sound, he took Qingfeng and Erbalzi in with the Qiankun bag, and used the broken sword in his hand to move as hard as he could.

With a "buzz" sound, the broken sword glowed, extremely bright, shining like a sun. He exerted his strongest strength and swung it forward.

"puff"

Mountains and rivers were torn apart, several stone mountains were blown into pieces, and the huge sword light cut across the front. Several people were shattered on the spot and turned into blood and mud, but the people behind were able to avoid death in time.

This was a group of strong men with a higher level than him. Among them were humans and creatures of other races. They all looked over, stared at the broken sword in his hand, and killed them together.

When the little boy encountered a huge crisis, he turned around and ran away, quickly disappearing into the forest.

"You can't leave!" A fierce bird flapped its wings and pounced fiercely.

"Qiang"

The little boy used the Kunpeng magic, and a pair of divine wings appeared behind him. In an instant, there was a huge wind and thunder, a mighty wind, and a surging golden aura. He stepped on the ground, his speed increased a lot, and he disappeared into the wilderness, hiding his whereabouts with the mountains and forests.

This is a big crisis. Even if he has the Kunpeng magic, it is still extremely dangerous in an area where there are wars and masters everywhere.

The little boy escaped and walked in blood. It took him more than an hour to get away from the pursuers. He had serious wounds on his body. Fortunately, he was physically frightened. He swallowed a magical elixir and the wounds that exposed his bones healed quickly.

"It's so dangerous, but I must escape alive."

He is looking for Mu Yan, Ling Tianhou, Liu Lao, etc. Perhaps only by joining them can he really break out. However, the battle was fierce and everyone was scattered. Moreover, those people must be under special care. I wonder if they are still alive. .

"If there is really no choice, we can only return to the most intense and terrifying battlefield, risking our lives to survive."

The little boy turned around and rushed towards a very fierce battlefield. As soon as he got close to it, he naturally suffered a terrible disaster, and a vicious beast targeted him.

The little boy fought, bathed in blood, and chose an opportunity. He used Maoqiu's magic to change his appearance, changed into Butian Pavilion's clothes, and blended into the Tuoba people.

He wanted to fish in troubled waters, get over it, and follow him all the way out.

However, not long after, a sword energy from the Heavenly Sword came and almost shattered him. It was a member of the four major clans, and they didn't know why, but they actually recognized him.

"You naughty kid, you're going to die!"

How come you were exposed? The little one was surprised, and his hair stood on end. It was a bit like throwing himself into a trap.

Fortunately, there were no princes in this area. He drew out his broken sword and started fighting. Then he ran away at high speed and fled into the wilderness again, leaving the main battlefield.

"What's going on?" He opened the Qiankun bag and asked Qingfeng and Big Red Bird to discuss countermeasures.

Er Baldy said: "The four major tribes hated you. They chased you from the beginning. Although you got rid of them, they must have sacrificed orchid grass and other things. The fragrance dyed your body, and you can't live without it for a few days." Disperse to track you."

The little one changed color when he heard this.

Fortunately, the mountains are vast enough, and there are a lot of people fighting. It is difficult to find someone like this. If he hadn't come back on his own initiative, he might not have been discovered.

On this day, the little boy fell into a great escape and ran far away in the dense forest. Several times he thought he had escaped from the battlefield, but found that there were strong men standing in front of him, so he no longer dared to act rashly.

"While alive, I must get out alive to avenge my brothers and sisters!" The little one gritted his teeth.

On the way, he saw too many corpses, including enemies and disciples of Butian Pavilion. There were blood stains along the way.

"Yu Feng, are you so cruel that you would attack a fellow disciple?" A roar came from the front.

When the little boy heard this, he was startled and rushed over very quickly.

An elder shouted angrily, followed by a group of disciples, loudly scolding everyone in front.

A young man in white had an indifferent look on his face and said, "Elder, I know that not all the scriptures of the master's sect have been moved away. They are scattered among the elders. I need them very much. Please give them to me."

Behind him, there is a group of strong men, all from the Rain Clan.

"Unfamiliar white-eyed wolves, many princes sent their children to my Butian Pavilion. Although they had other purposes and wanted to be baptized, when today's disaster came, in order to repay this favor, most of them came to help. And you are actually adding insult to injury?!" the elder roared angrily.

"I don't want to fall out, but I really need one of these treasures!" Yu Feng said coldly, he was young but had a cold heart.

"Yu Feng, it's useless for you to be a member of the genius camp. The master values ​​you so much and teaches you the secrets of runes, but you repay kindness with hatred. Are you still a human being? You Yu Clan are too despicable!" Many disciples shouted angrily.

"kill!"

From behind, the strong men of the Rain Clan came out to fight forward, because they heard that this elder had a treasure that could communicate with the essence of water, which was very important to the Rain Clan.

Xiao Beidian was furious. When he entered Butian Pavilion, he had seen this Yu Feng very early. He claimed to be able to communicate with lightning from the Nine Heavens. He was an extremely outstanding person in the genius camp. Later, he was selected by an old monster with high hopes. He was actually here. Take action against the teacher at this critical moment.

"White-eyed wolf, kill!" The elder was furious.

A fierce battle broke out, and the little boy appeared and launched a violent attack. A divine light swept forward and cut off several strong men of the Rain Clan with a pop, and blood rained down.

At the same time, the Kunpeng behind him spread its wings, thunder and wind roared, and rushed past him. He launched his heavy blows one after another, and his swords were blazing. Unfortunately, many masters in the Rain Tribe kept retreating and avoided the killing disaster.

"Behead him!"

Everyone in the Yu tribe was furious. Such a young man jumped out from the secret. He dared to offend Huwei and how could he let him go?

"It's him, that naughty kid!"

"What, hurry up, catch up with him and kill him!"

When everyone in the Rain Clan learned who it was, they all went crazy and rushed forward to kill him.

The little boy deliberately revealed his true face and led them in pursuit, which really made these people crazy. The naughty boy killed all their geniuses and sealers in Baidu Mountain, making them hate him to the bone.

It was a big chase. It took half an hour for the little boy to escape, with blood all over his body.

Having seen too much life and death, the little boy was really tired. When he broke into a small battlefield again, his eyes were a little sore.

Elders Xiong Fei and Zhuo Fei used to dislike him because he caused a lot of trouble when he started, and they always wanted to kick his ass.

Now these two people have given up their own way of escape for the sake of their disciples, blocking the pursuers and fighting bloody battles, allowing the disciples to escape quickly.

When the little one saw it, the two of them fell into a pool of blood and were torn apart by a giant beast, killing them all.

"Elder!" A group of people shouted. The two of them were not very likable on weekdays, but at the critical moment, they protected them and did not escape by themselves.

Everyone burst into tears, and a group of disciples were extremely sad.

"You guys go away quickly, I'll resist for a while!" A young man in his mid-twenties stood up and intervened.

"Senior Brother Lin Mu, leave quickly, you are no match for them." A group of people urged anxiously.

"Stop talking nonsense. After the elder's death, I am the biggest here. If you are told to leave, leave as soon as possible!" Lin Mu shouted.

"Brother!" A group of people choked.

Lin Mu has been a beginner for more than ten years and is an extremely powerful genius. The last time Xiao Bu Dian and the others went to deal with people from the four major families outside the mountain gate, he had done a great job.

"No one can leave!" roared the giant beast.

"Hurry up and leave!" Lin Mu shouted, turning around to face the front.

The little boy's eyes were a little sore, and he stood up resolutely and took action. Although it was very dangerous to do so, and he had been in danger several times, he still couldn't hold it back this time.

The broken sword glowed, and the sword light was extremely thick, almost draining the energy and spirit from his body. With a pop, the attack was successful, and the huge beast's head was chopped off.

"Ouch..." A group of ferocious beasts from Xiling Beast Mountain were furious. They all looked at him, and then they charged at him with overwhelming ferocity.

"Let's go!" Xiao Dodian shouted at everyone.

The disciples shed tears, looked back one last time, and rushed into the distance.

Lin Mu didn't leave, he laughed loudly and said: "Junior brother, I never thought I would be able to fight side by side with you at the last moment!"

"Senior brother, please leave quickly!" Xiao Budian waved his broken sword and said.

"No need, I have already used the Burning Blood Heaven Technique today. I only have one day to live, so I might as well die in a vigorous battle." Lin Mu said calmly.

He was not sad or angry, he was very calm, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

The Burning Blood Heaven Technique can force out many potentials of the body in one day, and the combat power can be increased several times, or even ten times, until the essence and blood are burned out and the person dies.

"Let me kill you. Junior brother, if you find an opportunity to escape, you must save your life!" Lin Mu ordered.

The little one clenched his fists and his eyes were red. Lin Mu is an extremely powerful genius and has high prestige among many disciples. Moreover, he was deeply valued by the elders in the teaching. He did not leave a while ago. The reason why he stayed was to assist the division in handling the retreat.

Now, he was actually going to die, and it was such a tragic death in battle.

"Junior brother, let's go!"

Finally, Lin Mu shouted, he had already launched the Burning Blood Heaven Technique, and now the blood was almost burning. His body was glowing and dazzling, and he rushed towards the enemy group.

The little boy screamed, his eyes were red, he waved his sword continuously, tears shed from his eyes, and finally escaped from here.

This catastrophe lasted for a day and a night, and finally came to an end. The little boy successfully escaped and left the blood-stained pure land with endless sadness.

The morning glow was shining brightly and the sun was rising. He lay on his back on a mountainous area and didn't want to move. He didn't know how long it took before he stood up and took one last look at the land.

The little boy's eyes were very red, and he stared intently. After a long time, he wiped away his tears and turned around resolutely.

Facing the morning glow, he strode away towards the end of the earth.

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