An unexpected natural disaster caused a huge upheaval in the situation of the Celestial World.
The Will of the Heavenly Path seemed to be frightened. The rules were in chaos and the cultivation of the cultivators in the Celestial Region was not going well.
The Demon Clan was in a miserable state. Less than half of them survived.
The elites of the Celestial Region and Rakshasa Purgatory had suffered heavy losses.
...
There seemed to be something to be happy about.
For example, the successor of the Evil Emperor, who had just completed Lu Xian's great completion and killed a Dao Enlightenment level cultivator, died in the hands of a Grand Wizard.
The enemy was naturally overjoyed.
Friends didn't care.
After all, anyone who had come into contact with Xie Tian knew how impossible it was to kill this pervert.
However, when Chu Lingxian, Celestial Garment, Little Sister, Xuanzhi and the others understood what a Grand Wizard was, they couldn't be indifferent anymore.
Xie Tian, who had just defeated a deity through body refinement and killed Xuan Ni, who was at the first stage of Dao Enlightenment, had fallen from the sky just like that …
However, in a place where no one was around, Xie Tian, who had fallen from the sky, was held in the hands of a dying Great Shaman.
That was how Hou Yu felt at the moment.
If there was another Jiu Ying or a Three-legged Golden Crow with hatred, he would definitely not fight and would only run.
Nothing was more important than saving the young master of the village.
This was not only in this world, but even in the era of the twelve ancient witches.
He walked and walked.
He walked and walked.
Finally, the anxious Hou Yu's eyes lit up.
What appeared in front of him was a continent far from the center of the Celestial World.
The continent was huge, but very barren.
But no matter how barren it was, it still had the aura of witches.
Even though there was more than one type of witches.
"I hope I won't be disappointed …"
Looking up, there didn't seem to be any abnormal phenomena that would kill the young master of the Lu Family. Hou Yu heaved a sigh of relief and stepped onto the continent.
The continent shook when he landed.
There seemed to be an unbelievable roar coming from the other side of the continent. Hou Yu turned a deaf ear to it.
Hou Yu's eyes flashed with relief as she looked at the terrified Shamaness.
Although I'm stupid, at least my Hou family didn't go extinct. It's still continuing …
But that didn't stop him from cursing.
"You little brat, my name is Hou Yu. Do you need me, your ancestor, to raise my head and look at you?"
With a thump, the little brat understood, and its one million foot tall body knelt down while wailing.
"Although I really want to reminisce about the past, and even more want to beat you up, little guy …" Hou Yu touched the Shaman who was crying like a child, "I, your ancestor, did something stupid …"
This was a continent where everything seemed to be magnified.
The grass is as tall as the tree.
The tree is taller than the sky.
A small stream in front of their house surged like the Milky Way, and the other side could not be seen.
From time to time, one or two cute little fish would jump out from the top of the waves, looking like a giant dragon in the sea.
Each and every one of them looked like a brat who hadn't weaned off his mother's milk. Their steps were not smooth yet, but their feet were like small boats.
These magnified people were the true rulers of this continent.
There were also people who were the same size as normal people.
But they were only similar in size.
To survive in this world where mongrels were bigger than elephants, their small bodies contained unimaginable power.
This group of people were called body cultivators.
The sky was clear and the air was clear.
Smoke curled up from chimneys.
They worked at sunrise.
They rested at sunset.
This kind of comfortable and peaceful life had lasted for many years.
But ever since the continent had inexplicably shaken a few times, a quiet change had spread from the center of the continent in all directions, causing many tribes to shake.
In a certain tribe.
More than ten giants sat cross-legged around a bonfire.
Even though they had shrunk their bodies by tens or hundreds of times, the bonfire that allowed them to sit around it was no less than five thousand feet in radius.
Therefore, whispers had no chance of surviving here.
These people's bodies were covered in all kinds of patterns.
The necklaces around their necks were all kinds of wild beast teeth. They were polished until they shone, and they emitted a sinister aura.
The important parts were covered with unknown beast skin.
As if the beast hair hadn't been cleaned. As they spoke, someone reached his hand into his crotch and took a few times, a satisfied expression on his face.
Many strangely shaped weapons were placed at the side.
Most of them were made of stone. They looked blunt, but in fact, they were blunt.
For these giants who relied on their strength to survive, other than their fists and feet, blunt weapons were the best weapons.
The person who was being watched by dozens of people was an old man.
The old man was very old, and his life was worrying. Everyone was afraid that he wouldn't be able to breathe and would die.
The giants had this feeling when they were young.
But when they found out that their grandfather's grandfather died, their grandfather's grandfather died, their grandfather died, and this old man was still alive, this worrying feeling disappeared.
And this old man also became the supreme priest of the tribe because he had lived for a long time.
Almost every tribe had these old people who wouldn't die.
Every word they said would be treated as an order by the people in the tribe, and they would use their lives to complete it.
And every priest also saw the continuation of the tribe, and even the strengthening of the tribe, as their only mission in life.
After all, this continent wasn't as peaceful as it looked.
Especially in these three years.
"Ahem." The old priest coughed a few times weakly and smacked his lips. "I heard that something happened to the Xing tribe again."
As soon as he said this, the eyes of the giants immediately shone with the light of gossip.
The Xing tribe was one of the largest tribes on this continent. The people in the tribe were fierce and liked to cause trouble.
Even though they were far away, they often heard from passing merchants that many large tribes had strange encounters in the past three years. Among them, the Xing tribe was the most unlucky.
"Priest, what happened to the Xing tribe again?"
"Did someone scream in the middle of the night again?"
"Did another leader disappear for no reason and be sent back after a few days? All of them looked like they were bleeding …"
…
The old priest's face twitched.
These were people from small tribes …
Using ignorance as gossip.
He really wanted to tell these little brats in front of him that the Xing tribe was unlucky because they were strong enough.
If they weren't strong enough, they wouldn't even have the right to be unlucky.
"But these profound questions, I can think about it myself. Even if I tell them, they won't understand …"
The lonely priest sighed and smacked his lips. "This time, I heard something happened to their grand elder."
The giants were even more excited.
"The grand elder of the Xing tribe?"
"The one who just returned nine years ago … What's his name again?"
"I think it's Xing something!"
"With that kind of memory of yours, let's call it Xing Sha. If not Xing Sha, then what Xing Sha!"
"Priest, what happened to Xing Sha?"
…
"He …" The old priest sighed. "I don't know the details. Anyway, he was captured for half a year. When he came back, he wailed. He cried for ten days and ten nights, and he was crying on his stomach …"
"Oh, he's still crying!"
"Haha!"
"Why is he crying on his stomach?"
"I didn't expect there to be scum in the shaman's team. Haha!"
…
The people of the Xing tribe were very worried.
Even though they knew the reason why their grand elder was crying was not because his butt was burst.
It was also related to his butt.
Glancing at Xing Sha's swollen butt, Wu Shang's face twitched and he quickly left.
"Uncle Wu, what's the situation?"
Wu Shang thought about it and said honestly, "It seems that not only was he bleeding, but his butt was also kicked until it was swollen."
The woman who was sharpening the stone axe turned around and revealed a beautiful face called You Xiaochan.
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