Thinking too much, there is no meaning, entangled in whether you are a beast or a human, for the figure living alone in the secret realm of Kunlun, there is no meaning.

Although the peace of living alone for many years was suddenly broken by a visit from an outsider, causing some panic in his heart, it also knew very well that the other party might be the owner, and he was just a tenant.

"Whether it is the remnants of the immortal realm or the existence on the other side of the black giant cave, what they want is nothing more than the resources in this 'Kunlun Secret Realm' - or rather, the passage between the two realms itself."

Staying next to the birthplace of the birthplace that it is most familiar with and most attached to in its subconscious, it feels that its mind is gradually breaking free from the dark memories of two different sources, and there is a trace of wisdom in its golden eyes, and its expression is no longer confused: "Cannibalism, whether it is a human or a beast, often happens, it doesn't matter which side I belong to, what matters is whether I have value or not." ”

The memory and wisdom inherited in the bloodline make people have basic thinking and logical abilities even if they are not taught by others, which is also an important way for demon beasts to maintain the 'consensus' within the clan.

Even if two different memories and inheritances often conflict, the only thing that will not change is to increase one's own strength: "The value of life comes from strength, and as long as I can guarantee my strength, my existence will be valuable." ”

Thinking like this, this figure was backed by a huge cyan orb, and from the spine, there was a steady stream of warm power transmitting from it, so that it could easily be used for its own use.

The figure knew very well that he was the essence of this pure green glazed orb condensed and reborn, and the damage of the orb was precisely because of his own birth that consumed a lot of essence.

And the former owner of this orb, the demon god who formed this huge bird mountain, has many names in the inheritance of his own bloodline, but its most famous name is the 'Dapeng Golden-winged Bird'.

Also known as 'Garuda'.

Garuda. That's the name it chose for itself.

From the very beginning of its existence, Garuda had its back on the orb and survived for the first three years without food.

As soon as it was born, Garuda could feel the ubiquitous but thin qi around him, and at the age of one year he could manipulate them to play, binding them into various shapes.

When it was three years old, its instinct allowed it to fly in mid-air with its aura, and at that time, it was as if the winds in the atmosphere of heaven and earth were helping it, and since then, it has gained the power to move freely.

When he was eight years old, with the help of the Pure Green Orb, it broke a layer of barrier, and its heart gradually turned into the same pure green as the Orb under the infiltration of the Orb's aura.

Until today, with the help of the power of the orb and the increasingly rich aura of the surrounding heaven and earth, Garuda's entire body has turned into golden bones, and his strength has increased to an unimaginable level.

Feeling the strength and talent of his own voice, which even the voice on the other side of the black cave could not help but admire, Garuda slowly stood up, and it sorted out its thoughts and thoughts, as well as its next plan: "What the Black Giant Cave says cannot be fully believed, according to them, the immortals and their descendants in the fairy world are all ferocious, greedy, and omniscient monsters - what they say is too exaggerated, too fake, it is just like gluttony, and it is a lie when you hear it. ”

"And according to my inherited memory, those spirit monsters are just as ferocious, and the voice on the other side of the black hole is no exception. Everyone is a living thing, and there is no essential difference at all. ”

"I want to use the power of the giant cave, but I also want to find an opportunity to contact those remnants to see what their attitude is towards me, and whether they know my true origin."

Thinking of this, Garuda made up her mind: "Time is short, my wisdom has awakened too late...... That's it. ”

"Find an opportunity, I want to contact the descendants of those immortal gods."

And in the depths of the dilapidated palace, the dark cave seal is located.

In the black giant cave under the seal, a noisy sound sounded faintly, and it was the fluctuation of intertwined thoughts.

"Garuda doesn't fully believe in us, so far, it hasn't even tried to open the seal, even if it summons the power of our realm, it only summons some weak subordinate races in the past, and never tries to summon any slightly stronger existence."

"It's normal, whether it's a natural divine bird or a human demon god, it's not easy to get along with, their power, the memory in our bloodline is still very clear, and we can't underestimate any party."

"What if Garuda was unwilling to fall on us all along? It's wary of humans, but it's just as wary of us. ”

"If the Divine Bird is willing to be included in us, then there will be one more Divine Bloodline in the clan, but if it is unwilling, then it is a pity...... After all, that's all we want. and the countless bloodlines hidden in this Kunlun secret realm. ”

Earth, around the Kunlun Mountains.

The night was already dark, the moonlight was shrouded in thicker and thicker clouds, and in the silent night sky, there was only heavy snow falling. The wind blew through the grass on the plateau, and it was cold and cold.

In the northwest plateau, the nomadic yak pasture, the tent in the snowy night has just turned off the lights, and the gray-haired old man coaxed his young grandson to sleep, but he did not feel the slightest sleep, but walked out of the tent, silently looked at the urgently covered snow-proof pasture in front of him, smoking a cigarette.

An old man from the plateau named Bala once left his hometown when he was young, and went to the big city with his young son and daughter to work hard and lay a little foundation.

But when his children reached adulthood and gained a firm foothold in the big city, he complied with the national policy, returned to his hometown with a large amount of money, received a subsidy, and opened such a yak ranch.

Now, more than ten years later, the pasture that was not large in the past has become a scale, and some old family helpers have been hired, and now the production of yak milk and beef alone is enough to continue the ranch, retire and live out the old age in peace.

Originally, it was almost winter, and Bara wanted to transfer from the summer and autumn pastures to the winter and spring pastures, but because of the recent period, a large group of people from the official came to build a camp in the mountains, which is said to be to observe the ups and downs of the aura, and the surrounding labor force was hired to help, so the transfer process could only be delayed again and again.

"Alas, the aura has been revived, and people are getting old, but there has been such a big change."

Even if he lived in the mountains in his later years, but the plateau was not without signals, Bala still maintained the habit of watching the news every day, and naturally knew what was going on with the revival of Reiki, he smoked a cigarette, full of distress: "My grandson is almost the age of kindergarten, and the college here in my hometown is not very good, so it seems that I have to sell some yaks and send him to study and practice in big cities." ”

"But this year's snow is so heavy and urgent, it rains all day today, and it is too late to transfer the pasture, and the grass in this place is not enough, and it is about to run out."

For nomadic pastures, the consequences of not being able to transfer pastures in time are severe, as undernourished livestock will lose weight and no longer produce milk, and the value of assets will shrink significantly.

And these are actually small things, but what makes Bara even more worried is that this time the heavy snow is abnormal, it seems that it will continue to fall, although the yaks are cold-resistant, but they have not had time to prepare accordingly, if the snow does not stop, then I don't know how many will die.

Years of hard work, distressing!

Heavy snow doesn't shift people's hearts, at least not yet. After so many years of wandering, Barra naturally understands this truth, and he smokes a cigarette and suppresses the anxiety in his heart.

But suddenly, he heard a sudden gust of wind not far away, and the wail of a yak.

It was a loud sound, like the cry of a pig being killed – the yak was the sound. This suddenly shocked Barra's heart, and he subconsciously wanted to extinguish the cigarette in his hand, and then took out a flashlight from his waist to check the situation.

However, before he could act, an invisible tremor and oppression spread from above his soul, making it difficult for him to move, even to breathe.

Spiritual Pressure...... It's the spiritual pressure of dangerous anomalous creatures introduced on TV!

The old man held his breath as he shrank back to the tent, then narrowed his eyes cautiously in the direction from which the voice came.

Then, he suppressed the exclamation he wanted to let out subconsciously.

Because, in the wind and snow, there is a huge golden eagle, which is crushing the head of the yak with one claw, and at this time it is cutting open the belly of the yak and feasting on the internal organs.

The average golden eagle is generally about two meters, not to mention killing cattle, even antelopes can't be killed, hunting on weekdays, at most killing a plateau wolf, and some other small animals.

But this golden eagle is a bit too big, its wings are spread, at least seven meters upward, and its height is almost one story high, and its wings are as bright as gold - and this gold is not only gorgeous, you can feel from it, this golden light flashes, with a trace of hard metal cold light.

The huge golden eagle came with a gust of vicious wind, its eyes flashed dark red color, the muscles of the whole body were agitated, and the two claws broke the skull and backbone of the yak respectively, and then it easily leaned over and ate it, while the other yaks around did not even dare to move, except for the one that was killed at the beginning of the scream, they did not even dare to make a sound, they could only lie down, let the other party use themselves as food to hunt, sacrifice their own flesh and blood.

"What kind of monster is this......"

There has always been a custom of worshipping the golden eagle on the plateau, which is the sacred bird on the plateau, but the golden eagle that Bala knows is different from the huge strange bird in front of him, at least the golden eagle is not really golden - you can see the giant beak of this strange bird one by one, and with a flick of the head, it will directly pull out the backbone of the yak with flesh and blood, pull it out, and then crush and suck the bone marrow.

With this kind of power, even hiding in a stone house is meaningless.

And at this moment, the huge golden eagle rolled its eyes, looked at the area where the old man Bala was, and looked at him—and at this moment of eye contact with the golden eagle, an extreme, soul-invading fear struck, and Bala could only force himself to move with his tenacity, limping behind the tent, shivering like an ostrich.

But fortunately, the golden eagle didn't seem to care about Bara, who didn't seem to have much meat—how could a human with many bones and teeth be as good as a cow? It would be better for humans to be humble in this regard. It continued to eat its 'prey' quietly with its head down, and as if one was not enough, it ate one yak and then killed another yak and continued to eat.

"No, you can't just wait for it to be full, it's used to eating, and it will come to eat every day in the future!"

"The grandson's tuition fees in the future are all on these cows!"

Thinking like this, perhaps because of his own possessions, or perhaps because he had finally recovered from the spiritual pressure, the old man Bala mustered up some courage in his heart, and he trembled and took out his own collection, and then entered a number—the urgent distress signal left by the officials who had come to warn him recently.

Five minutes later.

Accompanied by the rapid agitation, the helicopter roared close to 300 kilometers per hour, and the golden eagle, which rarely had a big meal, raised its head vigilantly and looked at the 'steel kind' that was rapidly approaching in the sky.

It's really strong.

Therefore, it was greeted by a blinding flashlight with a speed of 300,000 kilometers per second, a high-powered sniper crossbow that flew from afar, a series of spiritual bullets covered by strong firepower, and a muscular man who jumped directly from the helicopter like an iron tower!

Airplanes! In the first moment, the golden eagle was blinded by the blinding flashlight containing a strong spiritual light, and the entire bird body fell directly, and the high-powered crossbow arrows followed by an arrow pierced the golden eagle's steel-like wings and nailed its wing bones, and a series of firepower strafing although it did not shoot through the golden eagle's flesh and skin, but the continuous impact was like a heavy punch, making it dizzy and unable to move.

The succession of combinations was so delicate that the golden eagle had not yet begun to fight before it had been completely defeated: it did not even know who was attacking it, because it had been blinded from the beginning.

In nature, there is no such attack pattern.

And the last nirvana, the strong man with the shield who fell from the sky, shouted 'Who kicked Lao Tzu down!?' 'Angry slogans and 'Don't try to rely on others!' In response, a solid shield slammed into the top of the beast's head, knocking it out of breath and going into complete shock.

Soon, under the stunned gaze of the plateau old man Barra, the helicopter landed, and the other three heavily armed operatives quickly jumped out, pulling a large net with barbed electric shockers, and firmly tied the giant eagle that had been unconscious and miserable, and then tied it under the pod of the helicopter, and one of the young men with a very friendly smile noticed his presence, and then quickly approached him, and then handed out a score sheet.

"Xijing Qinxing Academy, the No. 1 emergency response team is at your service. The loss suffered by the attack of the aura beast this time, you can go to the official department to apply for compensation according to the market price with this certificate, are you satisfied with this service? Satisfied, please tick here, thank you for your cooperation~"

The old man Bara couldn't transition from the bloody beast set for a while, to the scene that is quite praised by the online store, looking at the enthusiastic smile of the handsome young man in front of him, the stunned old man could only open his mouth and nod silently, he took the pen, and subconsciously put a red tick on all the options representing a full score.

Credits in hand! The young man's smile became more sincere.

"The surrounding mountains are not peaceful, if you can, please don't stay around for a long time - if there is still an attack, then don't try to resist, hide, call our emergency number, within 3~10 minutes, there will be an emergency response team - remember, life is the most important thing."

After confirming the score, the handsome young man exhaled lightly, and after he smiled and admonished, he returned to the team, leaving the old man, who had not figured out what was going on for a while, boarded the helicopter and dragged the shocking giant bird away.

You can still faintly hear the grumbling from the team.

"How many heads are these? The birds and spirit animals of the entire Northwest Plateau have run over, right? This is the voice of a strong man like an iron tower: "I really believe the words of the academy, what 'can you practice with peace of mind for a while', this has not been idle at all since the first day, right?" ”

"Count this one, the fifth one, relax the dim sum, this is at least five credits! And these spirit beasts flew all the way towards the ruins, and they didn't hurt anyone. It was the young man's voice: "And it's rare to be able to capture so many spirit birds, and it can also deepen our teamwork ability...... The most important thing is to have credits! ”

The other two people in the team did not speak, they were extremely cold and full of temperament.

……

Inside the Kunlun camp, the sound was noisy.

"The students' enthusiasm for work is very high, there are credit awards, even if they usually like to be lazy, they also burst out with far more than usual action ability."

"The enthusiasm of the student days, I think back then, my tutor also used the exam bonus to trick us into voluntary labor, this time it can be regarded as my turn."

"Don't talk nonsense, it's called a test of the heart! Can things that test the heart also be called deceiving people to work? ”

For a time, the camp was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Since the Kunlun Secret Realm opened the gap, the relevant observers of the aura part of the Northwest Region have found that the raptor spirit beasts in the entire northwest of Zhengguo, and even in the surrounding countries, all of them have invariably flown towards the Kunlun Secret Realm, and at the same time, there are other spirit beasts also approaching the Kunlun Ruins, but they can't fly and have poor mobility, so they have not arrived within the warning range for the time being.

This is too obvious a sign to lose the value of speculation and analysis, but anyone who is not blind knows very well that in the Kunlun Secret Realm, there is at least one inheritance of the 'Bird Demon God' that has been activated.

"The fastest birds are basically golden eagles, or birds with golden wings, according to ancient records...... In fact, there is no need for ancient books, and anyone who knows a little bit of common sense can see that there should be a long-lost 'Golden-winged Dapeng Bird Inheritance' in the secret realm. ”

In the camp, Bai Canglang's tone was full of joy: "And according to the other types of spirit beasts that come and go, there are many demon god inheritances in the Kunlun Secret Realm, which can basically be determined!" The road is revived, and it is in the present day! ”

"But there are other lives in it, which is also certain, Canglang, don't rejoice too early." A bald old man who was already old said slowly, he was the head of the Xuanwu family, the generation of the Xuan family: "Think about it carefully, the inheritance has been activated to this extent, maybe there is already a living Dapeng Golden-winged Bird in it, and the strength is at least extraordinary." As for examples, isn't Professor Su so? ”

When he said this, all the researchers in the camp subconsciously turned their heads and looked at Su Sun, who was eating roast chicken on the side.

"What do you mean?" After all, it was Su Day, who was stared at by more than a dozen people at the same time, and he could still eat, he didn't stop eating at all, but just shook the air with spiritual power and said: "Why did they all turn their heads to look at me?" ”

There was a drop of blood dripping from the ruins before, so today he has to eat several times the amount to make up for it - anyway, the official provides the ingredients, and he doesn't eat it for nothing.

I have to say that this time the cook is really good, the chicken is delicious and juicy, the entrance is refreshing and not greasy, and he can eat 10 more!

"The golden-winged bird eats five hundred dragons a day, and the dragon king has a ......" Bai Canglang coughed, and the long-haired young man of the White Tiger family explained: "Although that is a legend on the side of the Zhu Kingdom, the dragon is a snake and a naga there, and it is a translation problem...... But the Dapeng Goldfinch is a Garuda localized by Jeongkook, and maybe it really has some restraint on dragons. ”

"And when you advanced to the transcendent before, didn't you also attract a dragon species? In the South China Sea, a large number of sea beasts were gathered, just like the Dragon King...... The vision of the opening of the Kunlun Ruins this time is estimated to be a similar situation, which shows that this Dapeng Golden-winged Bird at least has the strength of the transcendent level, and even ...... Transcendent high level is not impossible. ”

"Otherwise, Professor Su, how about the order of entering the ruins be adjusted back a little?" This is Bai Canglang's euphemistic suggestion.

"Are you looking down on me?" This is a feigned anger response.

Although everyone knew that this was Su Sun's joking response, they also knew what Su Sun meant—obviously, he still insisted on entering the secret realm in the first batch.

It is also in line with Su Day's young and vigorous and extremely confident personality, if he doesn't do this, he doesn't look like him anymore.

However, at this time, Su Yan asked with interest in his heart: "Yara Yala~ You said that your bloodline is the source of the dragon and snake, does it mean that you can eat the special attack of the dragon, and you will also eat the snake if you restrain the snake?" ”

"So what?" Yara replied with some unhappiness: "Don't put this kind of karma on me—what incarnation of a great being has never eaten a deflated?" You look at the incarnation of the World Tree, the building wood was cut down, and the Nine Realms Tree was gnawed by the dragon, which is a very normal evolution. ”

And Su Ri's leisurely voice sounded: "But I remember, in the legends of all worlds, there is a legend of a giant bird catching a snake - have you really been hanged and beaten?" ”

“……”

Yara was shut up, but Su Sun also got the news he wanted - it seemed that if there was really a Dapeng Goldfinch in the ruins, it might really restrain him a little in terms of attributes.

"It's not a big problem, after all, I'm just a human with Yara's blood, and I'm not really a dragon."

Thinking of this, Su Tian didn't feel the slightest burden in his heart: "Compared to this, it's better to think more, when I enter the Kunlun Secret Realm in a few days, how can I seize the opportunity to see where the 'Pan Tao' or 'Jianmu' is." ”

A few days later.

October 3, 2015, 9:15 a.m.

A total of eight teams in the first batch to enter the secret realm have been prepared, waiting quietly in front of the entrance of the secret realm on the top of the mountain.

Above the sky, the image of another world looming is almost real at this time, and it is gradually approaching the earth's side, and it seems that it is about to be completely connected.

The secret realm of Kunlun is right in front of you.

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