Perfect World

The herds of beasts outside the city are not dispersed, and there are ferocious birds wandering around here, not flinching because of the death of a group of their kind.

In the city, on the earth mountain, the tree for worshiping the spirit is four to five feet tall, with a dark green body and three millstone-sized flowers that look like peonies. The sunlight is flowing, very gorgeous, and there are bursts of fragrance.

The more the sacrificial spirit behaved like this and did not take the initiative to attack, the more restless the beasts outside the city became. They were very afraid of this sacrificial spirit that had taken root here for many years. Although they did not flinch, they did not dare to attack for a while.

Suddenly, a long cry came, its sound was like thunder, shaking the leaves in the dense forest and falling. A huge black shadow appeared in the sky, and a ferocious bird fifty or sixty meters long came across the sky, with a body of black light flashing and energy billowing. The silver eyes were as sharp as lightning, the runes flashed, and there was an oppressive aura coming down from the sky.

"Ah, the leader of the group of ferocious birds and beasts has appeared. It turned out to be a ferocious bird. What a terrifying wave!" People were surprised.

This time the beast tide was led by this powerful ferocious bird. It roared, and all kinds of beasts on the ground immediately began to attack. They were frightened by its power and no one dared not to obey.

"Qiang!"

In the city, on the earth mountain, the sacred tree once again bloomed with red clouds, the red flower was in full bloom, and a red lightning shot up, slashing across the sky, extremely sharp.

"Puff", "puff"...

The beasts that rushed at the front fell down immediately and were hit by red flying swords. Their forehead bones were all cut apart, and bright red blood flowed out, causing a panic and chaos.

It is obviously a plant, but it can produce such a domineering red sword. This sword-shaped stamen can be called a shocking weapon, indestructible, and the attacks of all beasts and exotic birds have been slowed down.

With such a sacrificial spirit sitting in charge, it can withstand thousands of troops. The ordinary beast tide cannot shake the foundation of Chongyun City, making it impregnable.

In the sky, the huge fierce bird that was fifty or sixty meters long screamed, black light flashed, and mysterious ripples appeared all over its body. When it opened its mouth, a large firelight fell down and attacked the plant. It took action on its own, otherwise the beast tide would collapse.

The red sword flew back, and the dark green plants shook and glowed. A piece of green mist rose up and rushed into the sky, blocking the large firelight and making a "chilachila" sound. Soon the fire became smaller.

The black ferocious bird in the sky has a pair of silver eyes that are blazing with light. It shoots out beams of light, clanging like huge silver arrows, all of which are more than ten meters long, shooting towards it.

"Bo", "Bo"...

The dark green leaves of the plant in the city trembled, and three flowers as big as millstones bloomed at the same time. Three kinds of light, red, white, and purple, burst out, the light mist rolled, and the auspicious clouds were gorgeous, emitting an astonishing wave.

The red sun flickered, and the sound of the sword was deafening. The red sword was the first to rush up, flying to the sky, and drew a bright red light, like the sunset. Then there was a flash of white light, and a white jade sword soared into the sky. Then, purple air steamed up, and a purple sword roared.

The three flying swords shot up from the ground together, like comets across the sky, swaying out a long tail light, illuminating the entire sky. The light was astonishing, penetrating the sky and the earth!

In the sky, ferocious birds hovered like a dark cloud, menacing and menacing. From the silver pupils, silver beams of light rushed out, only to be killed one after another.

The three-handled swords clanged loudly, the sound of the swords moved the sky, the runes spread, and finally dispersed the remaining firelight, and struck at the vicious bird.

The ferocious birds flapped their wings and struggled to fight. Brilliant runes erupted there, and they clashed fiercely.

Accompanied by bursts of sonorous sounds, and finally a "pop" sound, the huge vicious bird's body was split open, and a large rain of blood fell in the sky. The giant bird's head was cut off and fell to the ground.

The beast tide collapsed immediately, the leader was killed, and fled in all directions, rushing towards the distant mountains.

"kill!"

The city gate opened wide, and a group of strong men rushed out, chasing after each other. Clusters of arrow feathers were thrown into the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, and then fell into the fierce birds and beasts. Blood suddenly spattered, leaving behind a body. Another corpse.

In the distance, the little boy witnessed the battle just now, and felt quite uneasy in his heart. The sacrificial spirits are really all kinds of weird, and there are all kinds of species. Without exception, they are all extremely powerful.

It's just a plant with three flowers as big as a millstone, but it actually gave birth to a pistil sword, which is really amazing.

This battle touched him a lot. Xiao Shihao murmured, "The runes can actually be used in this way, giving birth to a sharp weapon in the body, which can be used to attack and be indestructible."

He was thinking whether he should follow suit and condense a sharp weapon using runes.

In the city, the slightly fat middle-aged man witnessed this battle and said to himself: "This spirit-sacrifice plant is really not simple. It actually grows several flying swords. Its future achievements are limitless."

The three swords were all rare treasures, priceless, which made him tempted, but he also knew that no matter how powerful the Rain Clan was, there were some things he couldn't touch.

"Well, by the way, is there any news in that shabby village?" After the middle-aged man came to his senses, he asked a steward next to him.

"No, that couple never came back after they left." The steward responded. He was in his forties and had stayed in Western Xinjiang all year round. He was usually very powerful, but at this time he nodded and bowed, exactly the same as before.

"Shi Ziling is a very scary person. The clan members are worried and don't want him to appear again. Pay more attention and report any news immediately." A look of anger appeared on the middle-aged man's face.

"Yes, as long as there is any trouble, I will report it immediately." The steward looked loyal. He had had enough of staying in this wilderness and wanted to return to the imperial capital.

"By the way, is that child still alive?" the middle-aged man with a pale face and a slightly fat face asked casually.

The steward responded hurriedly and said: "He is very weak and won't live long."

The middle-aged man said "Huh" without comment.

The steward's face suddenly turned pale and he added: "Those old monsters have all passed away one after another. The last one left can't live for a few days, and that little bastard probably won't live long either."

"Don't mess around. No matter how dilapidated that place is, it still has an extraordinary meaning. If it really causes trouble... Hey!" the middle-aged man warned.

"Don't worry, sir. This child may accidentally fall into a well, fall off a mountain, or be attacked by a bird of prey and die in the future. It is an accident and there will be no trace or flaw."

"Stop being so smart!" The middle-aged man glared at him fiercely.

"Yes!" The manager bowed quickly, not daring to argue.

When the middle-aged man left to rest, the steward immediately straightened up, sat on the armchair, with a straight face, and with a strong aura and dignity, said: "Here comes someone!"

Outside Chongyun City, businessmen who had gone to primitive tribes to purchase animal skins and elixirs emerged from the dense forest and returned one after another toward the city gate.

The little boy watched in the distance for a while, then drove the unicorn away quickly. He did not enter the city, for fear of something happening, because someone was checking at the city gate.

The unicorn was moving very fast, and he was going to bypass this area and go to the second ancestral land of the Stone Clan.

The terrain was steep and treacherous, and the detour actually cost more than a thousand miles. First there were cliffs blocking the road, and then there were swamps.

However, after 300,000 miles, he didn't care about taking an extra thousand miles of detours, and finally successfully entered the Stone Kingdom and rushed to the ruined ancestral land.

At noon, we finally arrived at our destination. The sun was strong and there was plenty of sunshine, but the dilapidated village seemed gloomy and many buildings were about to collapse.

The little one didn't approach immediately, but let go of the unicorn from a long distance away, letting it run into the forest on its own, with only the fur ball to carefully observe. He had to be careful. The Stone Clan was too huge. If someone were to wait here and wait for him to fall into his trap, it would be extremely dangerous and life-threatening.

For several days, Xiao Shi Hao did not act rashly, wandering around the nearby area and detecting many things.

There are four villages and a town gathered around it, which is naturally very special in this vast and sparsely populated Western Xinjiang. Normally, you have to walk through mountains and mountains before you can see a village.

These villages were originally mainly to support this dilapidated ancestral land, and finally formed such a gathering place.

This is a place of exile, but ordinary people cannot enter. Only people with prominent status in the Stone Clan and who have committed serious crimes will be sent here.

"Oh, it's getting more and more lifeless. Several old monsters have died one after another. What will happen to the poor little one left? What a sin." An old man drove a beast cart and left the dilapidated village. He was bringing fruits and prey. Waiting for food to come.

Although there are some servants in Zhuangzi, the place still looks deserted, like an abandoned land, desolate and lonely.

"Grandpa Hai, you must bring Dahei next time and let him play with me for a while." In the dilapidated village, a thin child sat on the stone steps, waving hard and coughing as he spoke. His face is as white as snow.

"Okay, when Dahei gives birth to the litter of tiger cubs, I will send them over immediately and let them play with you." The old man who drove the beast cart away shook his head and whispered: "What a poor child. , I have no relatives, no playmates, and I stay in this cemetery-like old village all day long. My childhood was too gloomy."

It wasn't until the old man drove the beast cart far away that the child stood up reluctantly, with a slight limp, holding on to the wall, and slowly moved towards the village.

In the distance, the little boy stood in the forest, staring blankly at all this, almost crying, and said to himself: "Is that the other me? He is lonely and unhappy here instead of me, and his health is so bad that his feet are lame. Yes, were you hurt?"

The little boy touched the talisman in his arms that looked like gold but not gold and looked like stone, and whispered: "I want to send you to Butian Pavilion. No matter how far away, I will go with you."

"Young Master, the last ancestor is about to pass away. He only has a few days left to live. Your life will be difficult in the future." A servant in the porter said, sitting there with a prickly look on his face, showing no respect at all. , with a bit of joking.

"You are talking nonsense, Grandpa will not die!" The pale child retorted loudly with tears in his big eyes, coughing continuously.

"Then we'll wait and see." The servant didn't care.

Another servant said: "I heard that the young master is not the heir of Shi Ziling. His true identity is actually the blood descendant of the old monster who is about to pass away. He is just a replacement here."

"It's possible that if they were the descendants of Shi Ziling, they would be in even more trouble than this." The servant sitting there nodded, facing the young master, he did not stand up from the beginning to the end, showing lack of respect.

In the forest in the distance, the little boy saw all this and clenched his fists. It was similar to what he had learned in the past few days. In this cage-like village, some of the servants had already been bribed by outsiders. After the ancestor passed away, he became a little unscrupulous.