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Chapter 1237 Ants

The world, somewhere, the top of a mountain.

A man in white stood on the edge of a cliff with his hands behind his back and looked out into the sky.

And behind this white-clothed man (body shēn), there was a beautiful woman, who was none other than the Xuanqing Bamboo Elder of Xuanzong that day.

The man in white turned his back to Xuan Qingzhu, smiled slightly, and said, "Qingzhu, you didn't disappoint me. ”

"My Bai family once entrusted a heavy burden to your father, but the answer he gave to our Bai family was not satisfactory. ”

"And you, it's better to be blue than blue. ”

Xuan Qingzhu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled: "Although my father is good at calculation, his heart is not ruthless enough. ”

"He was too forward-looking, too worried, and he relented. ”

"Hmm. The man in white nodded slightly: "I have to say that Bai Muchen's plan is indeed a very good idea, which can be unexpected." ”

"But sometimes, no matter how perfect the plan is, it can't catch up with the effectiveness of the iron wrist, Qingzhu, you are very good. ”

"This time, you collected the Void Stone, opened the spatial passage connecting this plane to our world, and allowed us, the high-ranking martial artists, to enter your plane, and you are the first meritorious. ”

"At the same time. The man in white turned his head, looked at Xuan Qingzhu for the first time, and said, "You also have the talent of the five veins of the Heavenly Spirit, which is commendable. ”

"Sir, it's too much of a compliment. Xuan Qingzhu hurriedly said modestly: "The martial artists of the superior world, only the Tianmai genus (sex xìng), there, there are countless talents. ”

The man in white nodded and said, "Yes, in our world, there is no talent below the heavenly grade, ordinary martial artists have a single vein of heavenly quality, and martial artists with a little potential also have double veins." ”

"And the martial artist of the three veins of heaven is already considered a genius, and the martial artist of the fourth vein is even more of a ghost, so you don't have to look down on yourself too much, a martial artist of the five veins of the heavenly spirit like you, even if you put it into our world, it is also first-class. ”

Xuan Qingzhu smiled, and there was a pride in his eyes.

The man in white smiled and said, "Anyone who obeys my Bai family can get benefits, just like what my Bai family promised you before." ”

"I will send you into our world to cultivate you, so that you can cultivate in our superior world and get a better improvement in strength. ”

That Xuan Qingzhu's eyes lit up suddenly, and she could see that she was very excited, and even her hands were trembling slightly, and she said in a trilling voice: "I...... I can really go to your world to cultivate!"

The man in white nodded and said, "In our world, the aura is ten times richer than here, and the richness of the martial arts and the level are beyond your dreams." ”

"It is full of opportunities and abundant cultivation conditions, and there, spirit stones are as worthless as stones and can be used at will. ”

"There, sixth-grade to ninth-grade spiritual grasses can also be seen. ”

Xuan Qingzhu was overwhelmed with excitement, in this so-called plane, the spirit grass above the fifth grade is rare, and the sixth grade or above can only be seen in ancient books.

The higher the level of the spirit grass, the higher the level of the elixir that can be refined!

In other words, in another world, there are sixth, seventh, eighth, and even nineth-grade pills!

"There is such a spirit grass, such an elixir, then, doesn't that mean......" Xuan Qingzhu breathed rapidly: "I may even get a weapon of the Dao Grade, or even the Divine Grade!"

Mortal spirits, earth, heavens, and gods.

In Xiang Nan's world, Xuanpin weapons are almost at the end, and Daopin weapons can be counted on one hand.

In this world, there are only five major world regions, but a Dao soldier like the Martial God Tower is the entire Eastern Region of the Light Spear, and this is the only one.

The man in white said: "Dao soldiers, divine soldiers, are as scarce in our world, but they are far more numerous than the number of your world, as long as you have enough ability, you can obtain them." ”

As he spoke, the man in white took out a token and handed it to Xuan Qingzhu, saying, "This is the (body shēn) waist card that my Bai family specially created for you." ”

"Take it and go to our world, I look forward to your performance. ”

"After you have learned something, come back and continue to help our Bai family and conquer these planes. ”

As he spoke, the man in white turned around again and headed into the distance across the cliff.

And just when the two were talking and laughing, under this mountain, in the huge canyon ahead, it was a hellish scene.

It is a canyon that spans almost the entire Bell Drum Continent.

At this moment, there are countless dawn people in the canyon, ordinary warriors, who are chained to their legs, and they are lined up with dead eyes.

As far as the eye could see, the procession was divided into three thousand three hundred and thirty columns, each of which was lined up to the sky, with no end in sight.

And in front of the 3,000 queues of newly enslaved slaves, there are sixteen giant furnaces that are hundreds of feet high!

The common people of this world, ordinary martial artists, are thrown into the furnace like dumplings and practiced into pills!

These people are like ashes, and they have completely lost hope in their hearts.

They lined up, waiting to be slaughtered by warriors from another world.

Thick smoke billowed from the air, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood (flesh ròu), which was refined into an elixir along with the spirit grass.

Sixteen huge furnaces, (day and night) non-stop refining, continuous refining!

Under such a hellish scene, the man in white and Xuan Qingzhu talked and laughed freely.

That Xuan Qingzhu only glanced down slightly, she saw the miserable situation of those people, and saw how the people of her own world were treated by people from another world.

In her eyes, for a moment, a touch of unbearability flashed.

It's just that this kind of unbearability is only fleeting, and then her eyes become resolute again.

In order to be able to reach the superior world, for the future, all the sacrifices are worth it, just like sacrificing Bai Muchen.

This is Xuan Qingzhu, a woman who will do whatever it takes for the future and for herself.

"Can't bear it?" asked the man in white with a smile.

Xuan Qingzhu shook his head: "It's just an ant." ”

With that, she turned into a blue light and rushed to the sky.

The man in white looked at Xuan Qingzhu's distant back, and nodded slowly: "A woman who knows the general situation." ”

"Such women (性xìng) are also one of the few in our world. ”

To the superior, the inferior cannot be called a human being at all.

They are just some ants, some reptiles, which can be sacrificed or even eaten at any time.

Soil.

Xiang Nan finally escaped forty thousand miles! After using it eight times to escape into the void.

Although at this moment, he was still shrouded by the avenues of the two Heavenly Tribulation Realm masters, but the impact was already very shallow.

He gasped, finally unleashing a half-light dash.

At that moment, Xiang Nan's whole person turned into a streamer, rushing away at a speed of 300,000 miles per second!

His whole body turned into light! The whole world, in his "eyes," lost its color and became a white expanse.

Just as if you turn a gyroscopic spiral full of seven colors, those seven colors will eventually turn into a white patch.

The colorful world, in Xiang Nan's astonishing speed, is like snow.

When he stopped, he was already thirty-four hundred thousand miles away from the Heavenly Star City behind him.

His whole body slackened, and he leaned against a huge tree at once, gasping violently.

It's safe here, but you can still hear the battle between the two masters, like a muffled thunder, faintly coming over.