"Blood?!" Hu Tian is familiar with "The Story of the Universe", and he also knows that cultivators of certain schools can heal their wounds through blood. The most famous one is the supreme magic power of the Mongolian Blood Sea Sutra, which swallows other people's energy and blood to strengthen his body.

Improve your cultivation. Is this person a demonic cultivator?

From the outside, it looks a bit ferocious. Hu Tian glanced at it and saw that the opponent's body shape alone was nearly a foot tall. Converted into familiar metric units, it was 3.33 meters! Hu Tian's figure was considered to be

He is only eight feet tall. He is still half-lying in the corner, so he does not look very majestic. If he stood up, his physique alone would definitely give people a feeling of oppression like a hill.

To save or not to save?

This question itself represents countless possibilities, and ordinary people will always hesitate. But Hu Tian is not among them. This is because he has a magical power that ordinary people do not have.

Gu magical power - control luck!

He looked at it from such a unique perspective and was surprised to realize that the luck in the opponent was not weaker than that of Jinqueer! Unlike Jinqueer's golden nobility, the Black Tower Giant's body was not only entwined with thick blood energy

, there is also a large stream of dark blue water luck, connecting the only two people in the hall. Apart from these, there is also a large stream of orange-red luck, which is the most important, like a huge pillar of flames reaching into the sky, with a magnificent and majestic pattern.

With a majestic atmosphere.

Hu Tian didn’t know what this orange-red luck represented, but he understood that good fortune in water meant that he was a distinguished guest in interpersonal relationships. This blue-colored luck connected both parties, which proved that both parties were destined to be distinguished guests!

save!

Hu Tian made up his mind, so he turned around and secretly lured and killed several demon flame tigers outside the Magic Witch Palace. He used the dripping tiger blood to awaken the semi-conscious Black Tower man.

"Did you save me? Why do you exude a scent that makes me feel close to you?" The man from the Black Tower reluctantly opened his heavy eyelids. His voice was deep and thick, reminiscent of iron-clad mountains.

"I just happened to be here and saw that you need help." Hu Tian shrugged indifferently and said.

"Anyway, you saved me. Of course, if you don't mind, please remove the tiger blood." The man's tone was extremely weak.

"You don't need blood anymore?" As he said that, Hu Tian threw aside the tiger corpse he had been holding high in his hand.

The man replied in a deep voice: "The Demonic Flame Tiger has the lowest level of ninth-grade tiger blood. It's just a matter of saving lives when dying. The memory I just recovered tells me that if I drink too much of such low-level animal blood, it will make the blood in my body red."

Iron-blooded descends one level to reach bronze-blooded.”

"Bronze blood? Hematite blood? Which cultivation school are you?" After hearing this, Hu Tian stood next to the other party, condescendingly crossing his arms, and his eyes clearly showed interest.

The man from the Black Tower half-opened his eyelids, but there was a calmness in his weak tone: "It seems that you don't know my identity. I am not a human race, but a witch race. Gray stone, bronze, red

Iron and silver are just symbols to measure the cultivation of our witch clan. I don’t know why I feel close to you, a human being. In fact, human witches are mortal enemies. Since you saved my life, this

Just take the head."

"Witch... clan?!" Hu Tian was startled when he heard this, his face moved. He looked up and down at the black tower man in front of him, while trying to re-confirm his identity, he murmured, "I have also read relevant records in "The Story of the Universe"

, it is rumored that since the ancient times, there have been four major tribes. The human tribe and the witch tribe are the second ones. But in the ancient times, only the human tribe is left, and the other three tribes are extinct. You are the legendary person who is born with divine power and can

The witch clan that controls all kinds of beasts?!"

The man was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly realized something, and blurted out: "Ancient times? What era is it now?!"...

Hu Tian reported the age, and the man's face immediately showed a complex expression of extreme shock, uncertainty and despair. He sighed for a long time: "I never thought that I, Meng Gang, had slept for fifty million years! The situation is over... The situation is over...

"

The more he talked, the more depressed he became, his eyes dull, as if he had lost all his strength and had his backbone extracted.

"Five, fifty million years?!" Hu Tian heard this and doubted his ears for a while. You must know that it took hundreds of millions of years to form this world. Before the universe was opened up by cultivators, it was called Hades. When the universe was just opened,

At that time, it was called Archaic. Then it was Proterozoic, Antiquity, Ancient, and then Modern and Modern.

Fifty million years ago, it belonged to the Proterozoic era. According to rumors, the four tribes were fighting in a melee, and the human race was at the bottom, with miserable living conditions. But one million years ago was ancient times, commonly known as the golden age of ancient immortals. The cheap master Dan Youzi who taught Hu Tian San Kong Sutra,

He is the ancient immortal from millions of years ago.

Hades, ancient times, ancient times, ancient times, ancient times, modern times, and modern times. Hu Tian never expected that the black iron man in front of him was actually a figure from the ancient times! Compared with ancient immortals like Dan Youzi, his generation and origins were even higher.

Be big.

This aroused his curiosity even more. He had the Dinghai Divine Needle and practiced the Three Spaces Sutra. Whether the other party was sincere would only be known after a little feeling. He then asked: "What was the scene like in the Yuan Dynasty five thousand years ago?

"

"Why is this happening... Why is this happening..." The man in the Black Tower seemed not to hear his question mark, and kept mumbling to himself, as if he had received a huge mental blow. His originally calm eyes were full of emotion at this time.

driven to distraction.

Hu Tian sighed, and took out the remaining vitality Yihe Dan from the storage ring. Wrapped it with invisible true energy, turned it into medicinal properties, and slapped it into the opponent's wound with one palm. He has now reached a small level in the Three Sky Sutra.

Thoughts were sorted out like a grate, and nothing could be better than conditioning. The green medicinal properties were manipulated by him in detail, turning into a cloud of emerald green light rain, flying, fluttering, and falling. The man's wounds were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You humans are still so good at handling elixirs." It took a long time for the man to come back to his senses. He saw that his chest had a huge scar and no more wounds were exposed. He sighed quietly.

He weakly raised his eyes, looked at Hu Tian, ​​and continued: "I have repaid my kindness to you. You saved my life, so I won't resist. You cut off my head."

Hu Tian found it funny, shrugged his shoulders, and said nonchalantly: "From your tone, it seems that we must kill each other. Since I saved you, I have no intention of killing you again. Otherwise, I just did it, so why bother?

,Wasting my great elixir?"

Meng Gang frowned when he heard this: "Trouble, trouble."

Hu Tian added: "The times are different now, why do shamans still kill each other? What do others think? I, Hu Tian, ​​don't bother to care, but what I want to do, even if tens of millions of people block it, I

I will do it too.”

"Your personality is like that of one of my brothers." Meng Gang looked at Hu Tian steadily, and the unreasonable intimacy in his heart prompted him to make a decision that surprised himself, "I owe a favor to a human being."

, it’s really troublesome. In this way, you do me a favor and let me owe you another favor. I will promise you to do three things. No matter how difficult these three things are, even if it takes my life, I will not regret it.

?”

"What happened?"

Meng Gang, the man from the Black Tower, stretched out his finger and pointed to the ground: "Let's talk after we get down."

Hu Tian raised his eyebrows: "Purple Thunder Tribulation Realm?"

"That's what you call it? We generally call it the Warriors Cemetery." Meng Gang took a breath and said in a nostalgic tone, "Our clan used the first floor of this small world as a training base.

The second floor is used as a cemetery to bury the bodies of warriors and heroes. The third floor is a breeding base. Don’t you humans need a supply of spiritual energy for your spiritual practice? It’s really strange that you live here.”….

Hu Tian shrugged: "In fact, this place is used as a prison. Times are changing, Meng Gang. Your proposal interests me very much. For me, you are a living dictionary. Maybe in the next days,

You can describe to me some scenes from the Proterozoic era. I am very interested in your story."

"If that's one of the conditions you put forward." Meng Gang held on to the corner of the wall and struggled to stand up. Like a black cloud, it rose in front of Hu Tian.

Meng Gang actually knew how to control the Magic Witch Palace. Only then did Hu Tian know that the Magic Witch Palace was the center of the Magic Well in the entire world. Even if he only had the strength in the late stage of foundation building, if he could control the Magic Witch Palace, he could enter the well at will.

any layer.

In fact, the Nine Nether Golden Ring Formation set up by the Ten Thousand Beast Sect can also change the power of this small world, allowing people to come and go at will. The only difference between the two is that the Phantom Witch Palace is the real center of the entire Phantom Well, and the Nine Netherworld Golden Ring Formation

The Netherworld Golden Ring Formation is just a plug-in at best. When it comes to a real fight, ten Nine Netherworld Golden Rings are no match for the Fantasy Witch Palace, which has the home advantage.

Meng Gang placed his palm against the huge pillar with tadpole blood text in the center, and a bright red light suddenly erupted from the pillar. In the bright red light, the blood-colored tadpole text seemed to have come alive, constantly flicking downwards.

The giant pillar suddenly turned into a vertical waterfall of blood flowing down from the sky.

Meng Gang's big hand, which was tightly attached to the giant pillar, suddenly penetrated into the inside of the giant pillar. It was like his hand entering the water, and a circle of ripples rippled around him. He turned back to Hu Tiandao: "Follow me."

"Yeah." Hu Tian looked a little dumbfounded. He had always thought that it was magical enough that this giant pillar could absorb tiger blood and complete the Demonic Flame Tiger Blood Spirit Bead. He didn't expect that it could have such a function. Yuan Gu

What kind of existence was the Witch Clan in this era? Why did the result of the war between the four races be a great victory for the human race, while the other three races were exterminated and disappeared into the long river of destiny?

The two passed through the giant red pillar, and seemed to have only taken one step forward before arriving at the second floor. Hu Tian's vision suddenly changed slightly. The architectural layout of this second floor was similar to the first. The only exception was

The sky seen from the entrance of the palace appears a purple-gray color. Compared with the red ink color of the Phantom Tribulation Realm, it looks somewhat majestic and tall.

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Chapter completed!