Deep in the west ridge of Yunhuangshan Mountain, in a mountain valley with no fame, the stone village established by the Fengli family has stood in the wind and rain for 147 years.

This is a Dazhai where more than 100,000 people live together, but the relatively safe area of ​​Xiling is less than 100,000 miles deep, with many mountains and few lands, and hundreds of billions of people crowded here. It is already quite good that the Fengli family can own such a stone village and control a mountain thirty or forty miles long.

In the stone hall that commemorates the heroic spirits of our ancestors, there is a schoolyard that is hundreds of feet wide. A group of young men under the age of ten are practicing combat skills on the schoolyard to enhance the true yang of qi and blood. Several young men have faintly heard the sound of a mountain collapse and tsunami. This is to practice the collapse of the mountain split sea fist to a small level. They are about to be able to achieve success and walk out of the stone village, walk out of Funiuling, join the Yongming Qilin Army, and kill the demon clan.

A one-armed old man with messy hair curled up in the corner in front of the sacrifice hall, with his old eyes dimly, holding a big broom sleepily, looking like he was in a twilight year, as if his head was tilted at any time, he would quietly leave the world.

Everyone in the village called him Yabo, but they knew that he was responsible for cleaning the Yingling Stone Hall and the schoolyard. When they saw everyone, they smiled dumbly. The skinny old man who was as thin as the bark of an old tree had several scars, which were very ugly and terrifying. He laughed even worse than crying. His back was so hunched that the teenagers liked to call him Yabo.

It is said that the mute hunch was a soldier who survived the bloody battle of the Kirin horn two hundred years ago. There were not a thousand monsters and eight hundred people who died in the hands of the Yabo, but who would believe these false legends?

If the Danzhou Emperor Dynasty was so powerful, how could it be destroyed?

If the mute hunchback is so powerful and can survive for two hundred years, then he must be a barbarian cultivator in the Tianyuan realm. Why would he not join the Yongming Qilin Army and return to the village to do such a bad thing as serving tea and water, sweeping the house and clearing the house, and even being able to catch the broom with a trembling broom?

After the morning's hard work, the hunched hunchman held up his trembling body, hunched over, grabbed a big broom and wanted to clean up the schoolyard. A few naughty boys picked up a few pieces of gravel and threw it at his hunchback. The hunchman screamed in pain and grinned his teeth to scare these naughty boys away.

Those young men are at the middle level of Qingyang Realm. How could they be afraid of a mute hunch who is powerless? They support him and scare him: "If there is a piece of gravel on the school ground that has not been cleaned up, we will sprain our feet tomorrow. Be careful to break your broken bowl and be hungry for you for a few more days!"

Several barbarians who were specifically responsible for teaching the young men in the village all grinned when they saw this situation, and no one stepped forward to stop the naughty boys.

They also did these things back then, but now they are growing up, they will no longer tease people and livestock so harmlessly and honestly. But when they see others repeating what they did back then, they also smile.

"Li Hai, the sect leader is back to Tianjun! Li Hai, pick up your serpent and put on your armor. The sect leader is back to Tianjun. It's time for us old bones to pieces for this earth!"

Suddenly, there was a long roar on the top of the mountain ridge in the distance, which was extremely ethereal at first, and in an instant, it rolled towards the stone village like thunder, as if the sound of the heavenly power and fairy penetrated directly into the depths of the souls of the spiritual sea.

The young men were shocked by the many barbarians on the school ground. How high is the cultivation of the voice transmission person? Only by transmitting the voice transmission has such power to shock the soul.

And who is Li Hai? Is there a man named Li Hai in their village?

Standing on the side of the school ground, the mute hunched hunchbacked hunchbacked trembled suddenly when he heard this sound, his hunchbacked body roared and roared over and over again:

"The sky has eyes, the sect leader is back! Li Hai can put on armor again, pick up the stern, and fight for this land!"

"The sky has eyes, the sect leader is back! Li Hai can put on armor again, pick up the stern, and fight for this land!"

"The sky has eyes, the sect leader is back! Li Hai can put on armor again, pick up the stern, and fight for this land!"

Everyone was stunned. What was the silence of the mute hunchback? What was his repeated howling?

Those naughty boys wanted to pick up the gravel and throw it away his hunchback. When they saw the dumb hunch's back suddenly straightened, like a tall and upright green pine standing on the side of the school field, and their momentum suddenly rose to a point that many naughty boys were frightened.

No, the momentum of the mute camel is still rising, like a stone cliff, like a stone peak, like Funiu Mountain in front of the village, filling the entire world...

In the blink of an eye, the middle and low-level barbarians who were responsible for teaching young people to practice hard for many years in front of the school grounds felt that the momentum of the mute hunch had filled their entire souls and had reached a point that they could not see!

Is this the hunch who has been bullied for decades and can only stare at and bare his teeth?

Countless people walked out of the house and saw the scene in the schoolyard, they were shocked incredibly.

Is this the Yawang who has been silently cleaning in front of the Heroic Spirit Stone Hall for decades and never said a word?

Deep in the stone village, several long rainbows flew over, and the leader was Li Lifei, the leader of the Feng Li family who had already cultivated to the peak of the Yuandan realm.

The scene that happened in front of the school ground caught countless people off guard and shocked them. When they saw the clan leader appear, they all looked at him like a backbone, wanting to know what was going on, which caused such a change to the Yabo.

"Grandpa, are you going to come out of the mountain now?"

Li Lifei walked to the mute tuft, knelt down on his knees, and asked with tears on his face.

He did not expect that his grandfather, who had been hiding his name in front of the stone palace for decades, had his fighting spirit in his heart suddenly soared to the point where they, the peak martial artists of the Yuandan realm, were all eager to admire him.

"The Sect Master has returned to Tianjun. I knew that even if the Sect Master died, the heroic soul would protect this land. My old bones can finally come in handy - take my halberd and bring my armor!" The mute hunchman whistled to the sky.

What, the mute hunchback with a lack of arms is actually the old clan leader who once fought side by side with the God King’s battle soul!

Countless people were stunned.

Yes, isn’t Li Hai the name of the old clan leader?

But didn’t the old clan leader die on the battlefield of Xuelong Mountain long ago? How could he have swept the land that had been hidden in front of the Yingling Stone Hall for nearly a hundred years?

Two old people from Yuandan Realm Sect were excited and held the armor with a black iron battle halberd!

The armor was like a living creature, quickly attached to the mute hunchback; the black iron halberd came to the mute hunchback's hand, and a resurrected poisonous dragon peeked into the sky and the earth with a ferocious look!

The best celestial weapon armor, the best celestial weapon halberd!

Although even a magic weapon in the village is extremely rare over the years, many barbarians have heard of the power of the superb magic weapon. By refining the spirit of the weapon, it can give people the feeling of an ancient wild beast coming alive!

"Li Lifei, you can gather my clan's sons. I will go to see the clan first. Don't lose your uncle Li Hu. You must know that your uncle Li Hu is the soul of the God King beside the sect leader!" said the mute tufter. Before he finished speaking, he had already had a long rainbow, rushing southwest...

At this time, everyone saw dozens of long rainbows flying out of the ground and swept southwest with the mute camel.

The southwest is not all ruins destroyed by the demons. Where do they all go to do?

Even if we want to assemble, shouldn’t we assemble towards Shenxiao Mountain?

Who is the "sect leader" he says?

Why did this "sect leader" return to Tianjun and hide his name for many years and willing to clean up the stone hall for a hundred years, so excited that he would come out again, saying that he would be crushed to pieces for this land?

Everyone looked at the clan leader Li Lifei in confusion, and too many questions puzzled them.

"The bloody battle between Qilin and Kok is a history that was deliberately hidden under the smoke and dust of time. The demon clan had just invaded Tianjun, so I am about the same age as you. The Jiuli clan, who has lived in Yongming Island for generations, is facing the desperate situation of extinction. Countless True Lord giants who regard ordinary people as ants, can't take any risks for us ants and ordinary people to fight against the demon clan. Only one person and a group of monks who are truly willing to crush the bones of ordinary people to the bones of Yiyi ran to Yongming Island and told us that we must fight for our own lives! He is the sect leader Chen Xun..."

Li Lifei took back his mind from his memories of the past, and the divine beauty in his eyes suddenly became brighter. He said to several sect elders around him: "Send people to the horn of Yongming Qilin and pass on messages to the children of our clan. He is willing to crush this land to pieces and die with the demons. He will find various excuses to return to the village to gather within ten days! We can no longer delay this. Only when we die in battle, our tribe members and our blood descendants can continue!"

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Yu Xuzi, Tian Huan, Meng Ting and others stood on the top of Zhushen Peak and saw the deep ridges north of Shenxiao Mountain. At first, hundreds of long rainbows rose up in the sky. Soon, thousands and thousands of roads passed Zhushen Peak and flew towards Qingwu Ridge in the southwest.

After the disbandment of the Shenfeng Army and the Lingtian Army, they all retired from the Yuandan Realm, the Dharma Realm, the Heavenly Realm, the Martial Arts, the Martial Arts, the Martial Arts, and the Yongming Emperor Dynasty, the Shenxiao Sect, who could not win over the thief bones, were actually jumped out at this time, running faster than a rabbit, and gathered towards Qingwuling. What the hell is this!

Tian Luan and Yang Yunchong looked at each other, and immediately stopped hesitating. They bowed to the people in the hall, and all set up lights to gather in Qingwuling, and then did not ask Tian Huan about Yang Jinxiao's meaning.

Yang Jinxiao and Tian Huan were sitting behind the stone hall as if they were pulled out of their spine. At this moment, they finally figured it out that they were far inferior to Chen Xun. It was not Chen Xun's extraordinary talent for cultivation, nor Chen Xun's elusive plot, they were far inferior to Chen Xun's hearts.

The power of sentient beings, and the great way of heaven, although nothing but ethereal, is real.

Behind all this, there is a more empty and ethereal fortune.

When Chen Xun fought for the human race's luck, the human race's luck naturally gathered more on him.

Thinking of this, Tian Huan and Yang Jinxiao looked at each other and walked out of the jade desk, knelt in front of Chen Xun, and cried and said, "After all these years, although we have gaps in our hearts, we have no intention of harming each other. From now on, if we have any orders, Tian and Feng Yang will be crushed to pieces and follow the orders of the sect leader! Please help the sect leader to enrich our previous crimes!"

What the hell is this? Yu Xuzi, Meng Ting, Jiang Tianchou, Xu Zhilong are all stupid. Tian Huan and Yang Jinxiao, the two old dog thieves, can't hide it, and just throw themselves at Chen Xun naked?

Although Tian Gong was puzzled, his ancestors Tian Huan and Tian Luan made a choice, so he could only kneel in front of the hall and express his loyalty to Chen Xun.
Chapter completed!