Legend of Ancient Magic Wars/C1 A Strange Spiritual Object Derived from a Strange Celestial Phenomenon
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C1 A Strange Spiritual Object Derived from a Strange Celestial Phenomenon

Huyan Changfeng had left his impoverished home and bid farewell to his parents for several days and nights. In the blink of an eye, not even a single person could be seen within a hundred miles of the wasteland. Not even a single bird's feathers could be seen flying through the air.

On both sides of the path, other than the cold, towering mountain peaks that seemed endless and annoying, the only things left were the ravines, the dense, wild grass, and so on and so forth.

A wave of tiredness hit him and he found a huge flat rock.

Puff!

He took a deep breath.

Huyan Changfeng turned around and adjusted his butt, but he would never forget to lift up his linen robe. He sat on his naked butt comfortably and rested for a while.

Wow!

With an absolutely miserable scream, he actually stroked his butt and jumped up.

"It's really exquisite. Don't tell me stones can bite people?"

As he talked to himself, he raised his head. The sun was high in the afternoon. Not only was it dazzling, it was also a hot barbecue. In that instant, his mind finally understood the truth behind the power of the stone.

Since he had nowhere to sit, he decided to just stand there and rest his pitiful legs.

Huyan Changfeng thought like this. He moved a little and stood straight on the spot. Although the ground was not directly in the middle of the path, it was not a roadside path either.

Meow.

A strange cry suddenly pierced through the air.

When he raised his head to look at the sound, he felt a chill down his spine. When Huyan Changfeng raised his hand to smooth his short hair, a mass of yellow hair flashed in the east as a monster that he had never seen before slowly flew over.

He adjusted his stance and aimed at the clearest angle. It wasn't a single head at all, but had two heads on each side. Its four eyes were dark and deep, as if they were broken bowls that were used to eating.

Huyan Changfeng was shocked when he saw it. He opened his mouth wide and forgot to close it. As his line of sight shifted, his head was already at the same angle as the monster flying through the air.

Pata.

A bunch of stinky monster excrement fell into Huyan Changfeng's mouth.

"Wah, waa …"

A wave of intense vomiting caused that sticky substance to pour out thousands of miles in a single go, piercing straight down the throat. No matter how much he vomited, it was hopeless.

Closing its mouth, it looked up fiercely and stopped in mid-air, nodding its odd head towards Huyan Changfeng.

"So powerful!" You can fly without wings. "

Although he was angry, he was also surprised. Huyan Changfeng muttered to himself. That monster had been stuck there, as if it wanted to continue showing off.

But at this moment, he actually did not feel hungry, much less tired.

He lowered his head and picked up a rock that was even bigger than a fist. He exerted all his strength and swung his arm.

"I'll let you show off. One day, I'll make you into a suit under my crotch."

The moment the stone flew out in an arc, it spun and fell.

Meow.

Another strange scream that sounded like both a cat and a cow.

All of a sudden, a strong fog came rolling in from the direction of the beast. Just as the screams faded away the last of the echoing sounds, the fog also covered the entire peak of Mount Chong. In the blink of an eye, the fog turned into a clear and white mist.

When the mist touched the ground, it became white again with a hint of transparency.

At this moment, Huyan Changfeng didn't feel any fear, and he was no longer as timid as before. A breeze blew past. The white mist in front of his eyes was actually pushed back by the gentle breeze. It suddenly moved back, then stopped, then suddenly condensed, then dispersed …

The white fog dispersed cleanly. However, the azure sky suddenly turned into a mighty black cloud rolling about. The sky was covered by a sea of clouds and fog. The surroundings became completely silent.

Huyan Changfeng raised his head to look again. No matter how he looked at it, it was not the usual daily scene of a rainstorm.

"Grandma's legs, what kind of luck are they in today? Could it be that another calamity is coming?!"

He kept looking up, and it felt like he was abusing his neck. He lowered his head and twisted his neck. Suddenly, he thought of something he had heard.

According to the Patriarch's deductions and father's explanations, the ten great Magi cultivated by Beidi Kingdom already possessed all the mystical techniques in the world. With Holy Lord of The Three Realms's indulgence, they had already wiped out the eighteen kingdoms in the north.

Although he had thought of such a thing, even if he wanted to blow his brains out, he was still unable to understand the mystery behind it. However, Huyan Changfeng felt that there was a connection between the two of them, but he still couldn't figure it out.

"This is just bullsh * t! has something to do with me? "

he asked himself in a low voice.

Bang, boom, the light shot out in all directions.

The sound of rolling thunder split the air.

In that deafening instant, Huyan Changfeng swayed as if he had been struck by a heavy object and fell to the ground. When he collapsed on the ground, there was a flash of thunder in front of his eyes. Faintly, a huge fireball landed on his toes. So bright, so red. Slowly, the fireball began to jump, leap, flip and roll, as if drawing a bloody path from where he lay …

His vision gradually blurred. He wanted to struggle, but he could only consciously twitch his body. Huyan Changfeng wanted to curse, but he couldn't move his mouth. Just as he was about to close his eyes, he saw a monster with two heads shaking. It seemed to be …

The torrential rain was carried away by the strong wind as it fell into a small stream not too far away. At this moment, the small stream began to surge with new power, flowing into the small river at the foot of the mountain.

On the riverbank, the two of them held onto the straw umbrella canopy as they endured the torrential downpour.

Under the umbrella, an old man with a long beard and silver hair, dressed in plain clothes made of linen, was quietly listening to the middle-aged man in leather armor speak.

"The disappearance of the eighteen northern empires means that the lips and teeth of the Shushi Empire have turned cold. In the past, the only thing that we could fight against, could still be considered our Shushi Empire. However, with the gathering of the top ten Magi alliance, the odds of winning are already on the verge of collapsing. "

It was a very deep voice, and the tone was sonorous and forceful.

"According to what you said, our land has been plundered and our citizens burnt. Is that already a given? "Then I want to know what happened to the elites of your empire?"

"We have not gone to do anything. For hundreds of years, we have never stopped defending and defending, nor have we given up on attacking and looting. It would take hundreds or even thousands of years of fortuitous encounters to become an outstanding and handsome man. Until now, the vast majority of our forces have already died on the battlefield. How do you expect us to defend against them? "

"Although this old one is not clear on the Empire's plans, I have heard of the ten great Magi's strengths." If you do not prepare in advance, then the destruction of your entire clan will be inevitable. "

"It's not yet the threat of the Ten Great Mages of the Beidi Kingdom. The most important thing is that Holy Lord of The Three Realms's attitude has changed, and there is already a gap between the Shushi and the rest of the countries that cannot be healed."

"This cannot be blamed on Holy Lord of The Three Realms. This is all because of your power struggle and interest games. I have already warned you, after all, you are also a member of Le Fengdao. "

The old man slightly turned his head, as if he was looking at a middle-aged man.

Oh!

There was an urgent response.

The back of the middle-aged man slightly trembled.

"Let's not talk about the past anymore. We are talking about the present."

He stopped talking but moved slightly, standing sideways.

"Senior Brother, to be honest, looking at today's constellation, I have already sensed a strong power, and it doesn't seem to be far from us."

Oh!

"Why didn't I feel it!"

The old man took a step forward to increase the distance between them, but he quickly straightened his body.

"Although it is not an exaggeration to say that, the combined cultivation techniques of the three realms of the ten great wizards still do not have the power to resist in Shushi."

The middle-aged man emphasized his nasal tone as he spoke.

Haha!

The sound of a hearty laughter echoed throughout the canyon.

"Oh, Di Jun! You're talking like that, aren't you underestimating us, Le Fengdao!? "

The old man seemed to speak with a slight smile.

Le Fengdao's is extremely rare, especially in the two rivers region. The back pushing mystical pills could not only protect the body, but they could also transform into mystical powers. The only thing lacking was a talent that was rarely seen in a hundred years, as well as two divine objects that were hard to find in a thousand years.

"This is Le Fengdao, the one that I underestimated. Including Master, it should be more than a hundred years since we met!" "But, who has ever seen the legendary Mystery Pushing Back Pill?"

The middle-aged man, who was addressed as Di Jun, tilted his head again.

"I have never seen it before, nor have I ever seen it before. "However, I think that in the near future, especially in our lifetime, we will certainly be able to see the stunning appearance of the Mystic Pills."

This time, the old man's voice was very calm, carrying a trace of deep pride.

Oh!

"Could it be that you've found a rare genius sixteen years ago?"

Di Jun's back unexpectedly approached the old man in a hurry, right next to the old man's side.

Haha!

"This will depend on the good fortune of Shushi Nation, and perhaps of the entire Midland State Realm."

With that, the old man slowly walked out from under the canopy of the straw umbrella. He was actually flying through the rain.

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