Hyperspace Transmigration

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In the vast land, a huge mountain range stands between heaven and earth.

The mountains are like Wolong, stretching endlessly across infinity.

In the mountains, lush and green, the four seasons remain unchanged, warm as spring.

Among them, birds, beasts and insects sing, flying over a waterfall, a magnificent scene. From time to time, there are white jade-like horses flying in the air, and tyrannosaurus covered in silver scales whizzing through the mountains and forests.

And just in the center of this mountain range, stands a huge group of palaces.

The palace group surrounds the highest peak of the mountain range, and to its right, in a wooden house, a fifteen or six-year-old boy is playing with a grimace mask that looks like crying and laughing.

"Another year has passed, a year has passed since I came to this place."

"I crossed the ancient starry sky, arrived at this ancient planet, and has been on this huge Kunlun Mountain for so long. I don't know how the nun's daughter is doing now. Have the people of the Yuhua God Dynasty take care of her as agreed!"

Juvenile, it is forestry.

At this moment, he wore a black robe, his complexion was like jade, his handsome face was faintly indifferent, and his eyes seemed hopeless.

At first glance, he looked like a young man with abundance of spirits.

Five years have passed since he joined the Yuhua God Dynasty. He is now seventeen years old, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the Second Heaven of Sendai, and he can become a king in just one step.

But this step is too difficult, it requires chance, insight, solid accumulation and precipitation, and all of this takes time.

But what he lacks is time.

Since one year ago, they flew with the ancient starry sky of the Yuhua God Dynasty and descended on this magnificent planet. They have been arranged again. Hundreds of Tianjiao have been divided into dozens of groups, and then they practiced separately. During the period, many semi-sages and sages came here to preach and clarify confusion, and even the emperor of the dying **** dynasty, the quasi emperor's cultivation base came out once.

The other soldiers have their own missions. They walk through this huge mountain range every day, with divine light coming and going one after another, but they still live the same stable life as they did in the Yuhua Heavenly Palace.

This strange contrast makes Forestry feel uneasy, and as time goes by, this uneasiness becomes stronger and stronger.

That kind of feeling is like having a terrifying death sword hanging from the top of the head all the time, not knowing when it will be cut down.

Every day, this feeling is strong, depressed and difficult to breathe.

And every night, he thinks of his sister. The little girl often dreams, her **** eyes staring at him red, and crying with tears, "Brother, brother, why are you not coming back? My daughter misses you so much. !"

At this time, he would be awakened, and his heart was miserable and speechless.

You can only practice for a long time and transfer the devil in your heart.

...

In the boundless Kunlun Mountains, the peaks of the mountains are like giant dragons.

The center surrounded by Wanlong is a cliff. Here, in ancient times, it was rumored to be a place of immortality. It is said that the ancient gods and gods fly up here. This place is simple but contains all kinds of opportunities.

And at this moment, in the center of this immortal land, a dilapidated bronze tripod quietly suspended on the ground, surrounded by dozens of elders discussing something here.

The bronze cauldron exudes a bronze-like light, which is very mysterious, but the cauldron is a bit tattered, and there are palm prints and knife marks on it. There are even several huge punch holes.

The people around looked at the bronze cauldron with stern expressions. All of them had a terrifying aura. With a slight movement, the world was in disorder.

After discussing for a long time, the emperor who was quasi-emperor's cultivation base stood up blankly and said faintly: "We are a descendant of the ancient heavenly court. Although it's just a little bit, our wishes are the same. It is to restore the former glory of the heavens and suppress the ten thousand realms."

"This Kunlun Mountain is the dojo of the ancient heaven. However, after the Great War, it disappeared mysteriously. It took us so much time to find it. We gathered the veins of ten thousand dragons and formed a large formation to make up for the immortals here. In any case, this time, the Heavenly Court Heavy Treasure Bronze Immortal Tripod must be repaired!"

"Only in this way can we complete all the next plans, otherwise, it's just empty talk!"

"So, I order that from now on, we will start the restoration work. The seeds are also mature. Use their essence and blood to water the immortal cauldron. Combined with our secret method, there is a great possibility of successful restoration!"

"Okay, go down and sit down! Countless years of planning depends on today!"

After the middle-aged said, he waved his arm gently, cutting through the space and disappearing.

The others remained silent, leaving one by one, leaving only a few people here to guard the bronze immortal tripod.

In their hearts, repairing the immortal cauldron is the only purpose, and even if it cannot be repaired perfectly, let the immortal cauldron recover part of its power at that time, and then use the power of the immortal cauldron and the particularity of this place to make it artificially. A fairy fetus, let the fairy fetus grow up slowly, and then it can achieve the immortal hegemony of the feathered god.

...

Time always flies quickly.

The forestry is not right these days, his complexion is pale day by day, it seems that his body is sick.

Of course, if the cultivation level reaches his level, it is naturally impossible to get sick or something, so his performance is very strange.

"Three more are missing. Those three have not come to class for many days!"

Sitting alone in the wooden house, Forestry's complexion improved a lot, but the anxiety in his heart was stronger than ever.

Moreover, he also discovered that in the past month, there have always been genius teenagers disappearing inexplicably, the first time, the second time, he didn't care, after all, these people are also cultivators, and it is normal to spend time practicing retreat.

However, it is not normal that people disappear again and again.

Usually, one or two in a month of retreat practice is not bad, but this time, a dozen of them were missing within a month.

It’s not just their group, but also the deliberate forestry team. The same is true for other groups~www.readwn.com~ Now, Forestry finally understands that the sword of Damos hanging above his head is always there. The death sword that threatened him finally smashed down.

And he found that even if he knew it, he couldn't resist.

This is the greatest sorrow.

"Yuhua Shenchao is really uneasy and kind, but unfortunately I am too weak to resist. I guess my danger is about to come. I am afraid that my brother really can't escape this time!"

Walking out of the wooden house, Forestry was at a loss, looking at the clouds in the sky, silently.

He didn't want to die, and he couldn't die.

In front of the rock on the cliff wall, his fingers were lightly carved on the rock, and the despair and anxiety in his heart made his fingers tremble gently.

A line of scribbled fonts was quietly engraved on it.

"If I die, my sister...what should I do!"

This is his only obsession, the reason he can't let go.

The boundless Kunlun, the vast land, the wind was blowing, the boy stood there, his robe was hunting, but he just stood there until the sky slowly turned dark.

As time passed, people in the group continued to disappear, and finally other teenagers found something wrong and wanted to leave.

Some people did this, but the next day there was a **** corpse hung on an old tree, very miserable.

However, the uneasy forestry returned to the house one day, but finally couldn't escape this fate.

A black-clad soldier with a terrifying aura stood in front of the house and spoke indifferently, "The ancient sacrament, forestry, now, follow me!"

In the tone, you can't refuse!

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