Shrouding the sky: Slashing the world of mortals with a sword, becoming the strongest empress

Shortly after Dog Twenty-Nine left, the bright moon completely submerged into the sky.

Another cultivator came from the depths of the mountain forest, carrying the brilliance of the early sun and the warmth of the morning dew.

The person who came was wearing a bright yellow gown and was a young man with a strong aura.

His face was extremely handsome, and his lips seemed to contain a cinnabar.

A monster with a trunk like an elephant but the body of a pig was respectfully guarding behind the young man.

He was three feet tall, and his aura and cultivation were both impressive. He was much stronger than the Da Laohei captured by Nan Xiao and Nian Ranran.

"Girl, little sister, the battle you had with those two young men from the human race the night before was really exciting, I admire you very much!"

The young man in yellow shirt smiled brightly and took the initiative to show his kindness to Nan Xiao and Nian Ranran.

Nian Ranran, who is called the little sister, pouted her lips and felt that she was defeated easily in that battle. Now she still feels embarrassed when she thinks about it.

Nan Xiao responded with a smile on her face, but she calmly expressed her bitterness.

Judging from the words of the young man in yellow shirt, the other party is most likely not a human race.

What's more, whether it's the pig demon or the young man in yellow shirt, their cultivation is unfathomable.

Even if Nan Xiao used his eye skills, it would be difficult to see through.

Especially the physical Qi and blood as thick as a mountain in the young man in yellow shirt is far beyond the ordinary cultivators in the other side realm.

Nan Xiao's heart sank slightly. She felt that this trip to the old site of Buddhism had greatly broadened her horizons.

The dog Twenty-Nine, who had just left, was so stunningly talented that a young man from Huangshan with extraordinary origins and the elephant-nosed pig demon appeared again.

Gazing at the mountains and rivers, phoenix eyes dancing in the wind, still unable to see the empty door of the young man in yellow shirt.

Nowadays, there are probably only two explanations for the situation that can make Nan Xiao's eye skills ineffective: one is that this person's cultivation level is far superior to Nan Xiao's and has a powerful cultivation method; the other is that his cultivation level has been destroyed by a strong person or a special secret weapon. Cover up.

While Nian Ranran was chatting with the young man in yellow shirt, Nan Xiao listened silently while using his peripheral vision to look at the powerful existence surrounding the ancient temple that was preparing to attack.

After a while, the young man in yellow shirt and Nan Xiao became familiar with each other.

Although Nian Ranran is younger and has a relatively indulgent personality, he comes from Zhuju Cave Heaven and has been influenced by his ears and eyes, so he is not lacking in the ability to deal with others.

In addition, the young man in yellow shirt seemed to like the innocent Nian Ranran very much. He did not take any precautions and actually told his story.

The young man in yellow shirt calls himself Dongfang Mutuo. He has the same surname as Dongfang Xu, who has a trace of barbarian blood in Xuanmang Ancient City, but there are also differences.

Because the young man in yellow shirt comes from the barbarian tribe, he is a barbarian cultivator with relatively pure blood.

The origin of the barbarians is very ancient, and can even be traced back to the mythical age.

According to legend, in the distant and unimaginable years, the barbarians also belonged to the human race, but their physical strength was far beyond ordinary.

Perhaps due to some reasons, such as the barbarian people's more heroic character, they don't like the mundane world of flies and dogs, and prefer to live with nature, so in the ancient times, the whole family moved deep into the Nanling Mountains.

Nan Xiao didn't need to think about it to know how powerful the barbarians must be to have the confidence to enter Nanling without fear of the terrifying power of the Demon Emperor's Palace and the group of demons.

In a sense, the barbarians can definitely be regarded as a top-notch force.

Although it is definitely not comparable to the rising Yuhua Dynasty or the families and sects that once gave birth to great emperors, it is far from being comparable to the low-end forces such as Longmen Cave Sky and Qingya Paradise.

Dongfang Mutuo does have a naturally forthright character, and he can tell his true story in just a few sentences.

He is just twenty-seven years old and comes from a barbarian tribe thousands of miles away from here.

There are only about a hundred people in that tribe, but almost every adult can capture a tiger alive and skin an evil dragon alive.

He is the only exception.

He once resented why his father married a mortal with a frail constitution, but later after his mother passed away, he understood what he had missed all along.

The silent maternal love that nourishes things is completely silent.

The young man who had always refused help from his clan and just wanted to eat and die finally cheered up.

He took the initiative to leave the tribe that would protect his life, and set foot on Nanling alone regardless of his father's opposition.

Along the way, relying on the barbarian's physical training and cultivation techniques, he narrowly escaped death from the claws of monsters many times.

After five years of this, he finally relied on himself. Although he stumbled, he finally reached the other side.

Later, while hunting, I met a little wild boar that was just born but was very smart.

Afterwards, he named the snow-white little wild boar Xiaobai and continued his training with him.

During the process, Dongfang Mutuo even violated his ancestral precepts and exchanged the skills with a jade-nosed elephant demon who had become a climate, so that Xiaobai could also practice.

Perhaps it was fate in the demon clan that made Xiaobai, who only received a few rays of luck, extremely talented.

After growing up rapidly in just two years, the young Xiaobai came from behind and surpassed Dongfang Mutuo in cultivation.

But Xiaobai's mind is as white and clear as his skin, and he always guards Dongfang Mutuo three feet away from him. The story and reality are quietly connected. Jingtan Temple and the mountains and forests are bathed in brilliance under the early sun, as magnificent as an oil painting, but more vivid than an oil painting.

"Brother Dongfang, did you say that your pet, Xiaobai, has reached the peak of cultivation on the other side?"

Nian Ranran, who was also in the other side realm, was shocked and his eyes widened.

Nan Xiao was not surprised.

Under the gaze of the Eyes of Mountains and Rivers, the three-foot-tall elephant-nosed pig demon was so powerful that it was far more powerful than Nan Xiao himself now.

In fact, if you look at the intensity of divine power alone, it is much more powerful than Jing Hui, Li Menghuai, Du Sixuan and other top cultivators on the other side in the two-story red building in Xuanmang Ancient City.

Although there is still a bit of a gap between the Blue Wolf King who has received the favor of the gods through sacrifice, it is not far away.

"Hehe, my little Bai is very powerful, he will never be weaker than me!"

Dongfang Mutuo is very proud.

Xiaobai was quite well-behaved and promptly put down his trunk, as if setting up a swing.

Dongfang Mutuo sat on it, his movements were very quick, and he looked like he was novice at first glance.

Looking at Nan Xiao who was smiling warmly at the side, he continued: "Most of the human cultivators who came here are not easy to mess with. One by one, they seem to be difficult to get along with. I see that Miss Nan Xiao and Sister Ranran are both He is very approachable, and his combat power is quite good! That’s why I took the initiative to find you and wanted to form an alliance with you. After a conversation, we became even more happy! Then how about we join forces for the subsequent trial?"

"Trial?"

Nian Ranran was surprised again. She now felt that her knowledge was too little.

Dongfang Mutuo looked at the two childish girls in front of him with a smile. In his mind, the gentle face of his mother as a child and the regretful look on his mother's face before her death overlapped silently.

For a moment, Tie Han felt a little complicated.

Five years of bloody training is to forget the cowardice of earlier times.

But now in front of a girl with a similar appearance and temperament,

Dongfang Mutuo remembered his incompetent rage again.

I remembered that my mother, who was constantly blamed by me, actually thought that she did not give her child a better cultivation constitution. She felt ashamed for the rest of her life, but she kept smiling to please her for twenty years.

An innocent child, Nian Ranran.

A delicate and dignified girl, Nan Xiao.

Then I think of my mother who grew old and died young...

She was once a beautiful girl!

Just for me, I worked hard all my life and was consumed internally for half my life, and finally withered early.

Even before he died, he was still worried about his child's future and left with a sad face.

The ancient barbarians did have many ways to prolong their lives, but my father refused.

The reason may be the same as when Dongfang Mutuo was weak but refused the elixir baptism from his clan when he was young.

Or perhaps, the father, who was always as calm as a mountain, was thinking about much more than just what was in front of him.

Unable to bear to see his sweetheart in pain, he ignored Dongfang Mutuo's angry and confused gaze and chose to refuse.

From Shan's point of view, the wind trapped in the valley should be freed sooner.

However, after my mother died, my father's silence was deafening.

The mountain is no longer stable and may collapse at any time.

Until Dongfang Mutuo couldn't stand the coldness of walking on thin ice and fled overnight.

Having a death wish.

Punish me, Nanling!

In the next five years, Dongfang Mutuo, who was as dry as a tree, wanted to die more than once, but he endured it.

Maybe it's the physical instinct that's resisting, or maybe I'm afraid.

After Dongfang Mutuo truly reached the other side, he suddenly realized why he had persisted all this time.

Deeper in his heart, Dongfang Mutuo wanted to prove——

The weakness I once had was not because of my mother.

Overwhelmed with water.

Too late.

Yangchun Budeze.

The rising sun in the sky shines warmly on the earthly world.

Dongfang Mutuo turned his head, not daring to look at the quiet and beautiful girl.

There is water vapor rising from the mountains and forests. In addition to morning dew, there is also mud and moisture.