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Heavy thoughts were like the night wind, blowing worries and worries everywhere. The figure felt something on the Demon Emperor's grave and fell into a state of enlightenment.

The cool moonlight fell down and turned into silver threads, which condensed and dispersed around him. Things turned into bells and tripods, sometimes into giant hands, sometimes into mirrors.

However, in the end, everything calmed down, and there was no Taoist charm to interact with him in the Demon Emperor's grave, and they were all buried in the long river of time.

When he opened his eyes, a transparent moonlight figure appeared in front of him.

Is this his magical power?

Chen Banxian's eyes widened. He allowed the situation to develop and used his magical power to explore on his own.

Finally such a figure appeared.

It is the magical power derived from the immortal characters in the Bronze Immortal Palace.

Chen Banxian realized it and saw that the Yuehua figure slowly turned into an old man with a white beard, then into an ugly Taoist nun, and even into a naive puppy.

Just when he was about to test his magical power, there was a sudden noise from around him, and Chen Banxian immediately hid himself.

I saw a big black dog in flower pants in the distance, sneaking this way.

As it walked, it looked around from time to time, as if it was afraid of being discovered by others.

"There is a big problem in the Demon Emperor's tomb. The person who took action before was not even a powerful person. How could he possibly find all the good treasures?"

The big black dog uttered human words and muttered to itself as it approached the Demon Emperor's tomb.

This dog is a bit mean, and it looks like its tail hair is bald. Chen Banxian's heart moved, and the moonlight flowed like water.

The big black dog walked into the big grave, cautiously, and then kept rummaging around.

"Something's wrong, how could there really be nothing?"

It made a puzzled sound, because this place is really clean, except for the stones in the path, and the Yin Tomb and Yang Tomb are extremely empty.

"No way? The great emperor of the demon clan has nothing?"

The big black dog was shocked and couldn't help but said: "So poor?"

As soon as he said it, he immediately shut up and covered the dog's mouth with his paw: "No, no, the emperor cannot be insulted. The Black Emperor is wrong. The emperor of the demon clan must not bear grudges against me! Amitabha, Amitabha..."

However, it seemed that it was too late. A hazy layer of water waves suddenly appeared in the Demon Emperor's tomb, and a figure in white appeared under the clear moonlight.

He slowly walked towards the Black Emperor, his figure was ethereal, and he seemed to be an ordinary person.

How could any ordinary person travel thousands of miles to come to this deserted Demon Emperor’s Tomb late at night?

The black and yellow bald man clamped his tail, his legs trembled, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to move.

However, the figure was still approaching, getting closer and closer, and finally, he gently patted the Black Emperor's dog on the shoulder.

Heihuang felt coldness under his crotch and shivered with fear.

He looked again, and there was another figure somewhere. It was weird, so weird!

"Oops, wouldn't the Great Demon King be in his old age and let me hit him?"

Hei Huang felt his crotch getting colder, and he glanced subconsciously.

"Where are my pants?"

…

In Baihu City, Chen Banxian looked at the flowery pants in his hand, his face a little dark.

His magical powers seem a bit strange.

It comes without a trace and goes without a trace, just a touch and it's at your fingertips.

But this magical power seems to have a drawback. You can only steal one item at a time.

Chen Banxian frowned deeply, why did he evolve such magical powers?

However, what made him even more anxious was that this magical power didn't seem to have much to do with its lethality. How could he defeat the ancient tribe?

Head full of sorrow.

Chen Banxian turned on his phone, connected it to the quantum master computer, and checked the information on the earth.

"How is the situation now?"

He looked at the picture. The chaotic struggle had calmed down too much, but now the planet was no longer habitable.

The sea turned into a sea of ​​fire, land flew into the sky, and it was said that the core of the earth had cracked.

However, such an extreme environment still prevented the ancient tribes from letting go. Even though there was already a void there, they were still unwilling to give up.

It seems that there is something good in that coordinate.

No, there is something good in that coordinate!

"Dear person with the highest authority, I will serve you in small quantities."

The computer intelligence system is online: "According to your will, after linking to the dark space information, I found that there are currently 6,420 forces on the earth. 6,300 of them have been defeated and are not threatening. The remaining 120 are Racing for the last spot.”

The last location?

Chen Banxian locked the screen: "Retrieve the screen."

"Okay, Dear Highest Authority."

The picture changed, and after decrypting the dark information, what appeared in front of him was an endless mountain range.

He would forget the shape of the mountain range, but looking at the introduction, it was the highest peak on earth.

Everest!

At this time, more than a hundred ancient tribes surrounded Mount Everest, but they did not dare to take action.

Why do all races pursue the highest mountain?

Chen Banxian frowned, a drum beating in his heart.

For some reason, he felt that he couldn't let go of that place. He definitely couldn't let it go. It was the most important place.

Suddenly, he stood up suddenly, picked up the jar and the stone tablet without saying a word, and planned to go to the earth.

However, he suddenly thought about it, returned to Baihu City, and picked up a 100-meter-tall stone gate.

Not only the Fengdu stone plaque, but this time he carried away the entire city gate.

Such a big movement quickly alarmed many people. Die Yunfei was the first to arrive and asked him:

"where you go?"

"Earth."

Chen Banxian didn't even look back: "I'm just going to take a look."

That place must be of vital importance and cannot be given away, absolutely cannot be given away!

The Earth, once the highest peak, Mount Everest, now reaches straight into the sky and the earth. The clouds are far away at the foot of the mountain, and the top is bathed in the golden glow of the sun.

Rizhao Jinshan!

Under the golden mountain, there are one hundred and twenty tribes, each with dark and fierce eyes, guarding against other races.

The Ancient Hunyuan Clan, the Ancient Shuiyi Clan, the Ancient Si Clan, the Ancient Fu Chong Clan, the Ancient Lushu Clan, the Ancient Spinner Turtle Clan, and so on.

There were more than ten people in each ancient clan, and they were really ruthless. They showed the same ferocity that had led to the destruction of Yuan Dynasty, and they still fought until their strength was gone.

"If it weren't for my ancestor being restricted by heaven and earth and unable to come, what qualifications do you have to stand in front of my female tribe!"

A woman in armor spoke, glaring at the other ancient tribesmen who were watching eagerly around her. There were several wounds on her body that were deep enough to show the bones.

Even if she was hit hard like this, she would not take a step back and would stick to this place.

"The female tribe is indeed terrifying. You also appeared when our era was overthrown, and you almost buried our tribe forever."

The speakers of the Gui tribe have pieces of fish scale-like things on their bodies, which are the strongest ability of their tribe.

"But you, the female clan, are just an ancient clan. Your ancestors cannot end up in this situation. We can only say that we deserve it. The suppression of heaven in this life is so strong that you no longer have the capital to intimidate!"

The Gui tribe laughed: "Now, the furthest point in the center of the earth belongs to us!"

One hundred and twenty tribes, each vigilant, want to fight for this place.

No one knows whether a war is about to break out.

Survival of the fittest, most of the ancient races have established a firm foothold, and the laws of this planet seem to be eternal.

Screening will only screen out the strongest one, the eternal protagonist of heaven and earth.

When he entered this world again, Chen Banxian could hardly believe his eyes.

There is no fresh air at the tip of my nose anymore, only the pungent smell of sulfur.

Looking around, everything is covered with loess, and there is no trace of green.

"Bring up the factual picture."

He remotely watched the battle on Mount Everest before it started.

So what are the benefits of the highest peak that deserve their pursuit?

Chen Banxian was thinking and walking across the land.

Suddenly his footsteps stopped, and ahead was the territory of the ancient tribe.

"This is the territory of the Changfu Clan, retreat quickly!"

An ancient tribe with a three-headed bird's body came out and had stab wounds all over its body.

He has sharp eyes, full of fighting spirit, and has a tendency to take action if he disagrees with someone.

Chen Banxian's eyes narrowed. The Changfu Ancient Clan was indeed miserable. Only three of them survived after integrating the territory perception, and the remaining two were already lying down. He was the only one who could still stand up.

Chen Banxian's body trembled, and something similar to moonlight appeared.

Eighteen identical figures walked out.

The expressions of the people from the Changfu Ancient Clan suddenly changed! His eyes flickered: "Brother, let's not interfere with the river. You go your way, and I'll go mine..."

"ah!"

The three-headed bird screamed, and eighteen figures swarmed up. After disappearing, not even a hair on his body was left.

"My magic, my magical power!"

He was extremely shocked. There really was nothing left. Apart from his flesh, even his blood and vitality had been taken away.

Chen Banxian then slowly walked over and looked at him condescendingly.

"The three-headed chicken tribe, I don't know how it tastes."

A big hand grabbed his neck forcefully.

At this moment, the hearts of the Changfugu clan members were colder than if they were bodies without feathers.

Chen Banxian's eyes looked at him with a dark light that seemed to make people dare not look directly.

But this man's hands firmly grasped the three heads of the Chang Fu clansman, forcing him to look at him.

"Tell me, why are so many ancient tribes competing for the highest peak?"

His words were so cold that it almost made you lose your mind.

"you do not know?"

The Changfu tribe member was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly woke up: "You are not from the ancient tribe!"

This greatly reduced the panic in his expression: "You are not from the ancient tribe, how can you kill me?"

He was no longer afraid immediately and looked at Chen Banxian coldly: "This is ours. If you foreigners dare to get involved, your bones will be wiped out."

The gap between the front and back of the three-headed bird made Chen Banxian frown.

He grabbed a severely injured Changfugu tribesman who was lying down with one hand.

With a little force, the other person will fall asleep forever.

"It's useless, we will be resurrected." Changfu people mocked:

"You people from other worlds don't know our methods at all. Just watch, Guan Mei will reappear in front of you soon."

Guan Mei's serious injury was caused by an enemy who was also an ancient tribe, and she could not recover, otherwise she would not be like this.

However, a second passed and Guan Mei did not appear.

Two seconds passed and there was still no movement.

Three seconds, four seconds, nothing happened, which made the Changfu clan members break out in cold sweat.

Chen Banxian looked at him with a half-smile, and the latter immediately understood that the other party already knew their secret!

"Psychic power is a good thing, don't you think?"

Chen Banxian stared at him, and the latter's psychological pressure reached its peak.

He suddenly softened, knelt on the ground and spoke bluntly:

"There is only one reason why all the ancient tribes compete for the highest holy mountain. The Dao Yun there is the strongest, and it is also the place that resisted the longest when the Great Silence occurred. Countless epochs have confirmed that there seems to be a way there, a way to escape everything! "

Very decisively, Chen Banxian finally understood why all races were fighting for one place.

"If you had said so earlier, wouldn't it be fine?"

He patted the latter's cheek, thought for a moment, and patted the other two heads as well.

"Next time I ask you whatever I ask you, just answer it, do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand, I understand!"

The Changfugu people nodded their three bird heads as if they were pounding garlic.

"Okay, then let me ask you, do your people usually wear underwear?"

Changfugu tribesman:? ? ?

Chen Banxian has left. His goal is very clear, reaching the top of Mount Everest.

He might not be able to compete for this place that is the closest to the road.

"If I hadn't been unable to use the Dharma, I would have arrived in an instant."

Chen Banxian's speed was very fast. He had covered a large distance in the blink of an eye, and all he could see was the huge peak.

There are one hundred and twenty clans, surrounding the huge peak, and there is actually not much difference in strength between each clan.

So anyone can tip over.

"Everyone wants to compete for the top, but everyone is about the same strength. Why don't we sit down and talk?"

At this time, someone spoke and everyone looked over.

She is an ancient tribe that looks like a woman.

The prophet of the Yinggou clan!

She has a great origin, and is not just in the sixth realm on the surface. If she really talks about her strength, she will scare people to death.

As a prophet at the level of a family, it is obvious that he has made great determination to be able to come to the earth.

Most of the people here can almost be the other party's juniors.

"Senior Yinglang, don't know how to sit down and talk?"

An ancient tribe asked, and his words also represented everyone's thoughts.

Ying Lang smiled softly: "There are one hundred and twenty clans here. Everyone has known each other for a long time. I think everyone knows how many ancestors there are in which family and what kind of background they have."

When these words came out, many people's expressions changed.

In every era, there are ancient tribes that end up fighting, and the older the era, the stronger the strength.

Even if they were in Jingxu, the losses were considerable and many strong men had fallen.

Half of the ancient tribes here would probably suffer a big loss if they really wanted to compete at the top level.

Some ancient clans even have only one foundation left.

"So, the slave family thought of a compromise."

Ying Lang glanced around, "To compare financial resources, everyone takes out an object. If the object is taken away, that clan will be promoted."

"And the race that takes away the treasure will automatically give it up."

"The water flows up and down, and it circulates in sequence. How about we all abide by it?"

As soon as this proposal came out, everyone was surprised at first. Isn't this ridiculous?

The treasures they were able to save were not ordinary treasures, and now they had to give them away for free?

"What if I don't want to take the treasure?"

Some people also voiced doubts.

Yinglang looked at him, opened his lips slightly, and said only four words.

"The purpose is not pure."

She could tell at a glance what this person was thinking, it was just that he was reluctant to part with the treasure and wanted to fight.

But everyone present is not stupid, and the consumption of fighting cannot be compensated.

There is constant reincarnation in the Mirror Ruins, and life cannot die but cannot be born.