Chapter 1094: Deer God of the Divine Desolate Domain
Divine Desolation.
As one of the Ten Domains of Guiru, it belongs to the internal weight of the Guiru World, but unlike the Shenmu Domain, the continents in the Shenmu Domain are dense, and in general, most of these continents are broken, as if they were broken by Weili and float in the vast space.
In the center of the Divine Desolate Domain, there is a continent that stretches for thousands of miles, called the Deer God Continent, this continent has undulating mountains and rivers, water and grass style, and aura gathers, and there are warriors of many races.
Most of these warriors are the descendants of the bloodline of the warriors of various races who have escaped into the world of Guiru for a long time, and they have gathered into tribes and cities, and they have fought against each other.
In the center of the Deer God Continent, there is a statue of a god as high as 100,000 zhang, shaped like a divine deer, it is precisely because of this statue that the continent is named for this, and all the lives on this continent will hold divine sacrifices every once in a while.
As early as 40,000 years ago, there were more than tens of millions of people of various ethnic groups living on this continent, and they forgot to sacrifice to the deer god, so they all became sacrifices to the deer god.
The various races living on the Deer God Continent today have been bred in the last tens of thousands of years.
In the extreme south of the Deer God Continent, there is a barren valley about 500,000 miles away, and the environment here exudes vicissitudes and antiquity, similar to the legendary barbaric years before antiquity, and the fierce beasts living in it are also ancient and even ancient relics.
Thirty years ago, in the mountains of the Savage Valley, a wild man appeared
In the past thirty years, a rumor has been passed down in the six departments and five cities outside the Savage Valley.
An ancient humanoid beast appeared in the Barbarian Valley, devouring people and devouring beasts, and the warriors of the six divisions and five cities who relied on the Savage Valley to hunt and live, one by one, never dared to enter the depths of the Barbarian Valley again.
White Bone Mountain.
This is the name that has only risen in the last thirty years, or is it given by the warriors of the six divisions and five cities outside the valley, the warriors of the six divisions and five cities entered the wild valley to hunt, and saw a mountain range of white bones that stretched for thousands of miles, and countless wild alien species turned into white bones, covering the valley and mountain peaks.
The strange thing is that countless wild beasts of different species have fallen, and the number of fierce beasts in the wild valley has not shown the slightest trend of decreasing, as if the fierce beasts in this valley are endless.
The warriors of the six divisions and five cities, the bloodlines of the clans are very mixed, dwarves, winged people, barbarians, blood clans, bone clans, soul clans, ghost clans, holy clans, spirit clans, human races, human demon clans, etc., too many bloodlines are entangled, in fact, they have long been unable to distinguish which group they belong to.
They are the existence abandoned by the heavens and all the races, if it were not for the Divine Desolation Domain in the depths of the Ruins World, there would be no place for them to live and reproduce in the heavens, and the taboo of bloodlines is mixed here, and it is not tolerated by all races.
In the depths of the Savage Valley, in the center of the White Bone Mountain, Qingyang Huan sat in the depths of the White Bones, looking very vicissitudes of life all over his body, exuding a savage and wild atmosphere, his black hair and bun were scattered messily behind his head, and the battle robe on his body could no longer be seen in its original appearance.
It had been more than fifty years since he left Haoyuan, and it had taken him ten years to cross the Divine Wood Domain and enter the Divine Desolate Domain, and it had taken more than ten years to come to the Central Deer God Continent of the Divine Desolate Domain.
Needless to say, there are several dangers, and the secrets in the world of ruins are elusive, such as at this moment, above his head, a divine deer is volleying in the sky, as if the sun god is patrolling his territory.
The most bizarre thing is that in the Divine Desolate Domain, ordinary warriors can be unimpeded, and there are few dangers, and the more powerful the existence, the more serious the crisis.
When he crossed the Divine Wilderness, he rested on a shattered continent and was almost swallowed by the continent.
This continent turned out to be the embodiment of a huge divine beast, which had gone through the four great eras of ancient times, ancient times, middle ages, and ancient times, and the remnants of the soul of an immortal beast, wanting to devour him and turn it into nourishment.
If he hadn't run fast, he would have been swallowed by the Divine Turtle a long time ago, and it wasn't until he entered the Deer God Continent that the Divine Turtle was unwilling to leave.
Then he spent many years finding the southern part of the Deer God Continent and found this wild valley, a magical place.
Over the years, he had devoured and refined countless barbarian relics, and the condensed Great Dao Mang Patterns in his body had reached an astonishing nine thousand five hundred and sixty pieces, just four hundred and forty Mang Patterns that had not been imprinted.
However, the remaining more than 400 kinds of reckless patterns are very rare in the entire heaven and earth, and there are not many martial artists who have cultivated these Dao methods, and they can evolve so many Great Dao reckless patterns in just thirty years, thanks to the fact that he found a place and found the barbaric relics.
The remnants of ancient times and even ancient times are more ancient than the fierce beasts that exist in the mountains and seas today, and their bloodlines are even imprinted with the origin of the Great Dao.
"Click. ”
Qing Yanghuan held a one-foot-sized, polished and rounded bone needle in his hand, and smashed a two-zhang tall skeleton that stepped forward in front of him, turning it into a pile of white bones in front of him.
Click!
However, the sound of white bones piling up fell, and all the white bones covering the earth in a radius of thousands of miles of white bone mountains made a buzzing sound, and one by one the broken bones were intertwined, the hand bones and leg bones were connected, and the ribs and skulls were connected, turning into strange-looking bone beasts.
This is also the reason why the warriors of the six departments and five cities outside the wild valley did not dare to come to the valley again.
Qing Yanghuan, who was the initiator of this white bone land, didn't figure out what happened to the barbarian relics that he devoured his blood, and they would turn into bone beasts every once in a while.
"Okay, okay, can you stop it? ”
He spoke, as if no one had spoken for a long time, his voice was a little hoarse, and his voice drifted away in the wind, spreading throughout the mountains and fields around him, and every bone beast became silent.
Click!
Rumble!
The next moment, the white bones all over the mountains and fields collapsed and turned into broken bones.
Qingyang Huan raised his head, the white bones were shattered, and 'it' should have appeared.
In the depths of the Savage Valley, a black hole manifested and devoured the surrounding grass and rocks, flickering with a faint ghostly light, and a wild roar was heard, and a fierce beast remnant with the bloodline of a long time ago came out of the black hole.
Mammoth Ancient Elephant, Black-scaled Poor Elephant, Blue Blood, Two-winged Glass Dragon......
There are too many wild relics, and they can't be counted at all, as if on the other side of the black hole, there is a desolate world.
This black hole, whenever the god sacrifice of the Deer God Continent begins, it will appear, and now Qingyang Huan is no longer surprised, and he is still a little lucky in his heart, if this black hole does not appear, the relics in this mountain field would have been devoured by him a long time ago.
He didn't know why the cultivation method of the Purple Gold Battle Body was so terrifying, devouring so many Barbarian Relic Seeds, the Origin Dao Yun that existed in the Barbarian Relic Seed's body gathered, and the remaining blood and qi were also stored in the Blood Yuan Realm, and he didn't feel the feeling of swelling.
"The deer god. ”
His eyes looked towards the top of the heavenly dome in the center of the continent, and all the tribal ancient cities on the entire continent were worshipping the greatest gods on the continent.
In the center of the continent, a divine deer sprinkled divine light and manifested an entity, which was more than 10,000 miles in size, suppressing the sky above the continent and absorbing wisps of invisible thoughts on the earth.
The Power of Faith.
He had seen this kind of scene since the first year he came to this continent, and he didn't know whether it was lucky or unlucky.
All the tribes and warriors in the ancient city on this continent are all believers in the captivity of this deer god, not only in the deer god continent, but also on the countless continents where the entire god wasteland exists.
A god who was revered in ancient legends stood in this era in the form of a cold god, so that the warriors of all races worshipped them devoutly.
He originally wanted to leave, but these wild relics in the Wild Valley stopped him, he wanted to gather the reckless patterns of ten thousand paths, it would take too much effort, if it weren't for these fierce beasts containing ancient or even ancient bloodlines, I don't know how long it would take.
Therefore, he stayed, waiting for the black hole to open every year and the wild beast to return.
Next, the deer god on the continent was enjoying the sacrifice of the believers, and Qingyang Huan also started his own killing, he went to the black hole and began to kill these fierce beast remnants that came from the wilderness.
The remaining more than 400 kinds of Dao Mang Patterns were extremely rare in the entire Heaven and Earth, in fact, in the first ten years before he came to the Savage Valley, the Dao Mang Patterns in his body had surged to more than 9,000, and he had only gathered more than 400 kinds in the remaining twenty years.
The more he got to the end, the rarer the Dao Mang Pattern became, which was why he didn't leave, he really didn't know where to find the fierce beast that contained the Dao Mang.
Without the devouring of the fierce beasts containing the Great Dao Reckless Pattern, even if the purple gold battle body is mysterious, it will not be able to complete the foundation building without borders.
......
A day later, the wild valley fell silent, the blood rose and turned into a blood cloud covering the void within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, Qingyang Huan returned covered in blood, the sacrifice of the deer god was over, and the deer god who enjoyed ten thousand pious deer gods hid in the continent.
Similarly, the black hole has also been closed, and the savage ancient beasts that came out of the black hole have also been killed by him, and this time he has killed tens of thousands of fierce beasts, and he has only reached twenty new reckless patterns.
It's a pity that if you want to evolve a new pattern again, you have to wait for the next deer god sacrifice.
Then, Qing Yang Huan's eyes were closed, and between the flesh and blood and the battle bones in his body, the reckless lines flashed with Dao light, and the Dao Yun of the origin nourished the flesh and blood, in fact, over the years, after those fierce beasts containing the same Dao origin were devoured, the Dao Yun contained in them also entered his body.
The avenue is simple, with a single stroke outlining thousands of changes, the purple gold battle body can devour all souls, but it is only a simple rhyme.
Don't look at the dense reckless lines in his body, in fact, he can only sketch a few kinds, ninety out of nine of the avenue reckless lines, Qingyang Huan can't outline them, even if he copies them according to the flickering reckless lines in his body, he can't do it.
A seemingly simple reckless pattern contains too many changes, and there are thousands of mysteries.
......
In the sky above the Deer God Continent, in the void, a pair of eyes like the sun of the gods appeared out of thin air, and the cold light of the eyes penetrated the void and descended to the south of the continent.
In fact, in the entire Deer God Continent, except for Qingyang Huan, the strongest is only the six beginner-level kings, as for which race they belong to, the bloodlines are too mixed, and it is impossible to define which race they belong to.
What the deer god needs is a stable believer, a docile lamb, and naturally he will not let the martial artists on this continent be too strong.
The god's sun-like eyes flickered, and after a few breaths, a slender deer face appeared in the void, and a pair of coral-like divine horns were on top of his head, and the brilliant divine light covered the entire body.
Looking up from afar, the deer god is incomparably blazing and majestic.
However, in the next pair of eyes that were like the sun of the gods, there was a touch of coldness, but there was a smile in the depths of the pupils, and soon the whole figure disappeared into nothingness.
......
Every year in the Deer God Continent, the sacrifice is going on, year after year, the mysterious black hole in the Savage Valley that seems to connect the wild world is also opened year after year.
Soon twenty years have passed, and the number of reckless patterns on Qingyang Huan's body has reached 9,999, just the last kind of time-space reckless pattern.
Space is the king of time, this is not a simple sentence, the legend says that only the real nine-turn saint can really touch time and space, through the ages, trace back to the source, and control time and space.
The recklessness of time and space has become his last kick.
On this day, Qingyang Huan grabbed a dragon blood deer and cramped his skin, took the surrounding white bones as firewood and animal bones as the frame, lit the blazing bone fire, and put the three-zhang barren deer on the grill, the golden-colored grease dripped into the flames, constantly making a sizzling sound, and the fragrance wafted all over the mountains.
"The deer god, who has been neighbors for decades, looks at me every day, and helps me so much, I roast a deer to thank you. ”
Holding a long white bone in his hand, constantly picking up the flames burning under the deer, Qingyang Huan said softly.
"Interesting Terran. ”
A moment later, an ethereal divine voice sounded, and suddenly the white bones of the surrounding fields burned into illusory flames.
The white bones burned and turned into ashes and sprinkled on the mountains, and then the divine flowers grew out of the gray-white ashes, and for a time they were made bloody by Qingyang Huan and turned into a bright garden.
Opposite the bonfire set up by Qingyang Huan, a figure with the head of a deer appeared out of thin air, and he didn't care about tearing off one leg of the barren deer roasted on the fire rack and putting it in his mouth to bite.
In the blink of an eye, a deer leg was swallowed, and a memory appeared in the eyes of the deer god, and his eyes flowed with too many vicissitudes, and the rich atmosphere of decay could not be dissolved.
"Back then, there was also a human race in this shrine, cooking for me, so nostalgic for the taste. ”
"You finally can't take it anymore. ”
A chuckle appeared at the corner of Qingyang Huan's mouth.
"This god has waited too long, and I didn't expect that this heaven and earth have not forgotten to care for this god. ”
The deer god stared at Qingyang Huan, and the long deer mouth cracked, and said, "The Fa in your body is also about to reach perfection." ”
"Eat venison first. ”
Qing Yanghuan was stunned by the words of this deer god, but he still smiled and handed the roasted venison towards him.