The ancient world of Tianlong is desolate and desolate.? ?

Yellow sand floods the decaying villages, and deserts swallow the ruins of the city.

Thousands of miles of yellow sand, thousands of miles of Gobi, hurricanes roared and roared, the sky was covered with red haze and dust, and rotten white bones could be seen everywhere. When you opened your mouth and inhale, you could inhale a mouthful of dust. The temperature changed rapidly, sometimes it was as hot as a stove, and sometimes it instantly turned into an ice cave.

The first batch of creatures who entered the ancient world of Tianlong were frightened by this harsh environment.

This is a small team of about a thousand people. Some human warriors from various realms formed a group. They didn't know each other before, but they were just a temporary group of people, and they entered the ancient realm of Tianlong through the domain gate provided by the Tianhuang Empire.

However, reality is obviously much more cruel than they had imagined before.

It was only half a day, and some people shouted that they couldn't stand it anymore.

"This... this is like hell, not a place where creatures can survive."

A short and fat middle-aged man who looked more like a businessman looked at the white bones on the roadside with horror, then looked at the low scarlet sky, and his eyes were filled with fear. Although he had heard of the decline of the ancient world of Tianlong before, his personal experience still shocked him.

Some of the warriors who followed him also showed doubt on their faces.

Can you really practice martial arts in such a world environment?

They could not feel the slightest spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Since entering this world, they have no longer been able to draw any power from the world, but can only rely on the pure energy clear spring in the spiritual spring in their bodies to provide power. As time goes by, the consumption of the stored vital energy in their bodies cannot be replenished, and they will eventually be exhausted.

This is clearly a space that cannot be cultivated.

Why did Emperor Yutian choose the Taoist temple here?

Rumble!

There were loud thunderous sounds coming from the front.

Just look at several tornado hurricanes with a diameter of more than 100 meters, connecting the sky and the earth, sweeping over, making a terrifying howling sound, like a hideous demon winding between the sky and the earth.

Boom!

Rock collapse urges.

About dozens of miles away, a mountain that was thousands of meters high in the distance could be seen in the naked eye. It was gently surrounded by these tornado hurricanes, like a python wrapped around a sand sculpture. The rocky peak turned into gravel and gravel and collapsed...

sky.

When a group of people saw this scene, they were so scared that their calves were soft.

This is so scary.

Fortunately, the several tornado hurricanes were roaring away and did not come towards them. If they were caught in the wind, they would probably turn into minced meat on the spot.

Go further forward.

Along the way, I encountered the skeletons of the dead giant beasts and the pieces of white bones.

The desert swallowed countless lives.

Night falls.

The cold erodes everyone's nerves.

The fever faded and fear began to come.

"I heard that the Emperor's Heavenly Dojo was opened in the Tianlong Mountains, the center of the ancient Tianlong Realm. It is at least a million kilometers away from this place. Can we... go there?" A middle-aged warrior sat next to a bonfire, with a look of hesitation on his face.

The others also began to hesitate.

A distance of millions of miles. If they were in a normal environment, they could walk through even a few months. After all, they were all warriors and were much better than ordinary people.

But in an environment like the ancient world of Tianlong, the vitality was not replenished. In the end, the warrior was almost the same as an ordinary person. I was afraid that he would die of hunger and exhaustion after walking halfway.

When this group of human warriors first entered the ancient world of Tianlong, there were about thousands of people, all of whom were relatively low in strength. They came together and cooperated with each other, but after about a day of leaving, only more than 500 people were left, and the others retreated.

"We can also practice martial arts when we stay in the Heavenly Realm. Now it is a golden world. The Heavenly Realm has sufficient spiritual energy. As long as we practice hard for a hundred years, it will be no problem to enter the realm of the sea of ​​suffering. It will be great to enjoy life at that time. Why do we need to take risks like this?"

Someone said loudly.

This is a disciple of the sect wearing brocade clothes.

His white skin was covered with dust and a little embarrassed. He seemed to have never suffered any pain. He had wanted to retreat long ago, but he was unwilling to accept it. At this time, he fooled others to retreat with him, just to find a reason to give up.

"Yes, we might die halfway through the road. The environment here is too harsh." Another young man in the same gorgeous clothes also said loudly.

Humans are always a very strange animal.

In their hearts, they had long wanted to give up 1,100,000 times, but when they saw others still insisting, it was very uncomfortable. If they wanted to destroy the will of the persistent, it would be best for everyone to be a loser together, that is the most perfect.

The words of these two people received responses from some people in the crowd.

"Yes, although the inheritance of the martial arts emperor is good, you must first learn the fate. If you die, then everything will be over."

"I heard that there are all kinds of evil beasts in the depths of the desert, and even the saints cannot resist it."

“It’s so scary.”

"Even if we reach the Tianlong Mountains, we may not be able to be accepted as disciples. Our qualifications are unlikely to enter the eyes of Emperor Yutian."

"The worst thing is that our food and drinking water are almost gone. If we move forward, we will be starving and thirsty before we reach the empire's reception post..."

Many people who were about to persevere said.

In this way, I want to give myself a reason to give up in the end.

A group of people stopped.

The atmosphere of giving up gradually spread among the crowd.

"Yes, we quit, quit, no longer... This is just a life-threatening thing."

"I won't go anymore, I probably don't have this kind of fate."

Such discussions were like a plague spreading. Many people began to give up clearly and shouted loudly. The entire team of nearly 500 people, so almost no one continued to stick to it. Some people who originally wanted to stick to it were infected when they saw such a scene. After hesitating for a while, they decided to give up. If most people gave up, then their persistence had no meaning. Moving forward alone would not be able to walk through this desert at all.

In the shadow of the fire, there was only a barbarian boy who seemed less than ten years old, without saying a word.

He is not astonishingly beautiful, very ordinary, with a large burly unique to the barbarians. He is characterized by a fur body and a high forehead. He is wearing a tattered leather robe and a pair of tattered leather boots. He is obviously from a low-level branch of the barbarians. His martial arts cultivation is just a cultivation level in the body refining realm, and is inconspicuous in the camp.

However, in the eyes of this ordinary barbarian boy, there was a firm light shining.

When he looked at the people around him, a trace of disdain appeared on his face.

snort!

A bunch of courageless cowards.

What a noble and supreme existence the Martial Emperor is. If the inheritance and discipleship qualifications of Emperor Wu were so easy to obtain, there would be a Martial Emperor everywhere in this world. If you want to gain something, you must pay and go through the test.

There is never a free lunch in the world.

The more precious the thing is, the greater the value.

Only truly outstanding and persevering warriors are worthy of becoming disciples of Emperor Yutian.

The people in front of you are really ridiculous and ignorant.

As the same people of Emperor Yutian, they should have been an extremely glorious thing. They should have been able to get a first-hand experience and should be cherished more, but they don’t even have this kind of perseverance. Such people will be losers for the rest of their lives and cannot have a great future.

"The glory of the barbarians has been lost for a long time, and the Witch Temple has been destroyed. I want to change the fate of my tribe and regain the lost glory. No matter what the price is paid, even if it is paid, it is still willing to pay the price of my life."

The barbarian boy's eyes were flashing with crazy flames.

"Hmph, a bunch of trash, ashamed to be with you."

He laughed loudly, then got up and walked alone toward the camp.

The camp where they were talking loudly was silent for a moment.

Many people have a look of shame on their faces.

The two Chinese sects who spoke first also looked angry and angry.

The words of the barbarian boys were like loud slaps, slapped on their faces, making them dull.

"Hmph, one is just a waste from the Body Refining Realm. If you are looking for death, let him go. After all, he will be destined to become a mummy in the Death Desert. He will not live for a few days."

"Hehe, that's right, the barbarian has a simple mind. He can't walk to the Tianlong Mountains. Even if he is lucky, what can he do when he goes? The barbarians are a race that betrayed the Tianhuang Empire back then. How could Emperor Yutian accept him?"

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"Haha, just because of you, you also want to become a disciple of Emperor Yutian?"

In an area about thousands of kilometers away from the Tianlong Mountains, under a dilapidated ancient city wall, hundreds of disciples from the Shuiyue Realm were catching up to rest. There was a noise in the camp, and someone suddenly burst into laughter and was making unconcealed laughter.

What was ridiculed was an old and thin human race with gray heads.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the ancient world of Tianlong is thin, so many flying magic weapons and warships have lost their ability and cannot be used. Even the major forces with some background can only ride on horseback, birds or hikes. This thin old man is an indigenous person in the ancient world of Tianlong. He raises war beasts all year round and has some skills.

The old man migrated to the Tianhuang Realm a few years ago. Because he was familiar with the terrain of the ancient Tianlong Realm, he was hired as a guide by this group of disciples of the sect. Therefore, he had no martial arts cultivation to come here.

Because he had entered the Tianlong Mountains, the children of Tianshui Pavilion could no longer help but begin to imagine the upcoming introductory assessment and a bright future. This old man, who was usually silent and timid, heard the discussion of everyone, didn't know what crazy suddenly, even plucked up the courage and asked an elder of the sect with fear, hoping that after the guidance mission, he could follow everyone into the Tianlong Mountains, because he also wanted to become a disciple of Emperor Yutian.

This immediately caused a burst of ridicule.

"You? Old guy, aren't you kidding?"

"Haha, I'm not afraid of telling you that your qi and blood are dry and you will have a lifespan of three to five years at most. You are already a person who has buried your neck in the loess. You haven't had a few years of life. You don't have the foundation of martial arts, and you still want to join the Yutian Taoist Temple? Hahaha, are you kidding?"

"You haven't had a few years of life. Now you want to practice martial arts? It's just a joke."

"The Emperor Yutian will definitely not accept you."

Several other disciples of Tianshui Pavilion also started to laugh loudly.8
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