The Global Samsara I Know All The Plots

The screen above the sky seemed to be torn apart in an instant, and the dead silence in the space gradually disappeared. Divine Sense from the ancient times was all over the body, and the vague sky was already clear in the eyes.

The young man looked ahead, the mountains were already in sight, and the weeds under his feet were withered.

The tall figure slowly turned around, as if he was not worried about the young man's tricks. He stepped out, and the black mist instantly spread in front of him. When he raised his head again, the figure was gone.

The young man wrinkled his eyebrows, thought quickly, and stepped out, following the shadows of the two Daoist. With them leading the way, the young man finally felt that he had entered a wilderness.

The endless hills gradually piled up at the foot, and the withered weeds finally spread across the sky. The fog that covered the eyes seemed to have disappeared, and I only promised a "promise" to solve all the problems?

The tall and devilish figures led the way unhurriedly, while the young people carefully draped in the back. There was a wilderness under their feet, and it seemed that only with them could they reach the real destination.

Step by step, the mountains in his eyes are getting taller and taller. It doesn’t look like he was close at hand but feels extremely short. The young man is very cautious. The distance he swept forward will never exceed the shadow of the figure, looking at the blackness at the foot of the figure. Fog, it seems that only the place where it is filled is the right path.

The heavy wilderness seems boundless, but the mountains in their eyes are getting more and more majestic. The two Daoist shadows seem to never know tiredness, galloping on the earth, moving forever in an unknown direction.

Perhaps their belief is the same as that of the youth, with only one reaching the distant mountains.

I don't know how long it took, on the endless withered yellow wilderness, a small black figure appeared in her eyes, and the figure ran straight in one direction.

The fast-departing figure was wrapped in a large amount of Magic power, as if something was calling him tightly in front, and he kept condensing Magic power and rushing in one direction.

A crazy figure appeared on the endless wilderness. He chased something in the wilderness like crazy. He always swept in one direction. Seeing the mountains in the distance getting closer and closer, he suddenly changed at a certain moment. Direction, ran farther and farther away from the mountains.

Looking at the Daoist shadow, the youth's eyes narrowed, and the blood cultivator standard on the black robe, this is a big cultivator under Youquan!

He ran desperately below to reach the mountains, but in the eyes of the young man, he was totally different.

Because the wilderness is changing anytime and anywhere, the location of the mountains can only be found by recognizing the true direction.

At this moment, he is like an ant with a powerful Magic power, but due to his own narrowness, he can't get out of this cage, and he can't see the true appearance of this space.

Looking at the blood cultivator like a headless fly in the wilderness, he was troubled by the power of blood, seduced by the desire in his heart, he saw mountains in his eyes, but what he walked by was barren.

This is considered to be lost in the space, and when he is truly exhausted, he will fall forever.

Fortunately, he had already suppressed his inner desire forcibly before. If he took that step to chase the mountains in his eyes, would he be like this cultivator of the blood cultivator and be lost in the wilderness forever? Always looking for the mountains and heritage places in your eyes?Looking back at the tall figure in front of him, faint anxiety was surging in his heart. What is the origin of these two people?

The black figure in his eyes has disappeared, and the young people continue to follow them, but they are fully prepared in their hearts.

This boundless wilderness seems to be about to be crossed, there are not many weeds in the hills ahead, and the spread of withered yellow ends here.

Looking at the ground below his feet, the young man raised his head, and some clues could already be seen under the distant mountains.

Under the high mountains, the valleys and flatlands of Blood Qi soaring into the sky seem to have endless magical power to attract people, and what you can see in your eyes is not only the mountains and valley flats, but also the aura of killing!

Leaning on the side of the mountain, looking at the flat valley below the mountain, the young man looked at everything in front of him with a little shock. After spending an unknown amount of time crossing the wilderness and coming to the mountain, he saw the most shocking scene of his life.

On the flat ground stands a towering mountain range, like a mountain range falling from the sky, lying on the ground, it looks a little inexplicably abrupt.

And under the continuous barriers of the mountain range is this valley, which leans on the mountain range to form a natural danger, the ground is wrapped around the surface like a long dragon, and is set off by the continuous mountains even more precarious.

At this time, there were countless flags in the valley, under the support of a figure that looked like a devil and a god, it seemed particularly tidy.

The outer camp stretches out to the outside of the valley, where countless figures are heavy, and the light is lit up to shine the sky transparently, armor and Sword Qi are flying in the air, and the stern power reverberates between the sky and the earth!

In the valley, there are several roads leading directly to the outside. At the outermost periphery of the camp, there are countless fierce beasts. They have fangs and claws entrenched on the ground. A group of beasts salivating from the corners of their mouths look scarlet to the outside. As if to endure the temptation of something extremely.

In the circle of the fierce beast, there are ghosts and monsters like ghosts. Most of them have disheveled heads, and their pale faces have two deep eye sockets. In the eye sockets are waves of ghost fire.

While walking, his hands and feet were all submerged in the black mist, and his lips were sewn with fishbone stitches. The dried blood between the fishbone still remained on both sides of his cheeks, and the horrible breath flowed inside and out.

Behind the undead is a tall figure, which either stands at the camp gate, or guards against the horse, or patrols back and forth, or sits in the middle of the town.

The tall silhouettes all wore tenacity and pierced armor, and the expressions on their faces were hideous and terrifying.

The eyeballs in their eyes are all grayish colors, and they are the most noble in this huge camp, and they give orders to all the evil beasts and undead outside, without any disrespect.

At this point, the two tall figures turned around, and Divine Sense was released for an instant to lock the youth in. The gray eyes seemed to be silent, but under the torch of the camp, there was already a faint anger.

The mountain-like aura is revealed above it, the battles of the ancient times are displayed at this moment, and the faith that spans countless epochs is manifested at this moment.

Under the bright lights of daylight, young people have nowhere to escape.

It is expected that their meaning is very clear. I have heard the phrase "to be summoned by the command of the soldier" before, and now I am bringing myself here, I am afraid that I want to join it myself.

Looking at this mountain-like encampment, looking at this tall and mighty demon, looking at this roaring fierce beast, looking at this strange and terrifying undead, the shock in the youth's eyes could not dissipate for a long time.

There are countless figures under the rolling mountains, and under the shining lights, the long shadow seems to be a tall god.

Counting all the people below, they all seem so weird. They are clearly visible to the naked eye, but they seem to have disappeared for a long time in the world.

Only one or two shouts and shadows were left, hanging under the mountains, and using everything repeated today to tell yesterday's events.

The young man turned his head and looked at the high mountains.

Walking out of the wilderness, I have reached the front of the mountain range. What's strange is that the power of the blood surging in the body has subsided. When I saw this huge camp, no matter how many visions seemed to have disappeared in my heart, the heaven and the earth There is only this weird camp vision!

Murderous auras came out from the front, flames flashed in the silent eyes, and the weapon in his hand was already clenched.

The two seemed to have a life outside the camp, staring at the youth behind them.

A trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he took a deep breath. The young man stepped forward and stepped under the mountain. The airflow between the sky and the earth was suddenly turbulent, and then it recovered automatically.

It seems to have entered a huge formation, with countless scattered and precise energies arranged around it, with countless powerful creatures entrenched in it. The strongest thing in the camp is not Blood Qi, but a killing air. The entire camp is like a machine, carrying out various tasks in an orderly manner.

The fierce beasts and the undead slowly rotate around the periphery, and the evoked energy connects the entire camp, and the tall figures inside each hold a huge banner, and the arms that are as thick as an adult's thigh steadily move together. The pole-stick wolf-skin flag was raised.

The aura that exudes from it is vaguely heavy, and the figures are standing in their respective corners. It seems that countless years have been experienced in this similar exercise, and only the memories of the past are still left in their eyes when their vitality is dissipated.

"The Dongyi tribe joins the warlord to join the war!"

The urn sound and angry words blasted overhead, and the hideous face looked at the small mountain-like figure in front of him and said respectfully.

The two carried the youth all the way through the perimeter of the creeping beast, through the inner side of the undead gathering, until they came to the real core after layer after layer of banners.

The huge torches ignited all around seemed to illuminate the sky, and the colossus surrounding the whole body could no longer tell the year. Only in the middle of the crowd, there was a hill-like figure with its back facing the two of them.

Hearing that he only slightly nodded, and then the two bowed respectfully to their backs, carrying the youth, and following the two slowly walked out of an open field.

There are countless powerful Qi machines, countless Magic power and energy fluctuations in this camp. The fuzzy space seems to be useless here. The rammed ground under his feet is extremely hard, and the continuous lights are bright all the way.

Although not afraid, the young people around him dare not act rashly at this moment. The most important thing is that the power of the blood in the body seems to be suppressed by Wu Wu. It is impossible to find out where the inheritance place he is looking for!

There are a lot of weirdness, and it is expected that this is not the time to break the vision.

With doubt and shock, he took over a long weapon, and the young man stood on a clearing, like a warrior who had just entered the battlefield.

Energy fluctuations like mountains and tsunamis attacked him, and the invisible energy was like sharp Sword Ray, with endless anger, slashing at people fiercely.The energy fluctuations that brought together the entire camp were extremely huge. Looking at the menacing force, even though the warning signs in his heart had increased greatly, he was still standing still on the spot at the moment.

boom!

The energy fluctuations swept away in a flash, and the air above the sky was blasted away in a sudden, and the continuous flames were beating one after another, as if countless little hands were playing with the flames, and the young people in the energy center were unscathed.

At this moment, a strange color flashed in his eyes. On the periphery of the camp, an inconspicuous black figure was being engulfed in it, walking staggeringly downstream of this mountain range.

The horror in his eyes is nothing to add, as if he is seeing something terrifying, and behind him, two tall figures are staring at him.

Another cultivator!

Looking at the black figure disappearing in the field of vision, the young man's eyes were more contemplative, and he was not the only one captured.

Who are these figures and the undead? Why do they want to capture the cultivator here?

There is also the blood alliance cultivator lost in the wilderness. All the suspicions suddenly flashed in my heart. At this moment, there is no half of the clue, and after entering the camp, I lose the sense of blood power. I can’t find a place to inherit. Take a step and take a look.

"The soldier has an order, immediately leave the camp!"

However, before the dust settled in the young man's heart, a loud shout suddenly came from where he had just come out.

The billowing sound rushed straight into the sky like a sound wave. Under this sound, all the creatures in the camp shook together, as if they were suppressed for a moment, and there was dead silence.

The first to act was a Daoist shadow in the center of the camp. He raised his weapon high and pointed towards the distance of the mountain range. The countless Magic power around his body condensed, and everyone looked at him at once.

The eyes gathered and went away, as if they had seen some instructions in the distance of the mountain range, and they all shouted together:

"strike camp!"

Rumble!

A shout came from the camp, the countless torches were lifted high by the big hands, and the high fighting spirit climbed in the camp in vain, and the strong killing air almost condensed substance.

The air current hovering over the camp was quickly dissipated, the vague sky was no longer blocked by half, and the salivating beasts roared and gathered around the periphery.

The majestic body humped countless bags, raised his head and slowly got up in the direction guided by the figure. The undead behind him rolled up a chilly hurricane, like a ghost in the long valley, with fires in the eye sockets. Looking into the distance, the momentum of the whole body keeps flowing, making everything scared.

"Clang, clang" The sound of armor collision came from the camp. Countless tall figures gushed out from the core of the camp. Long weapons gathered together, looking down like a dense forest from the air.

The flag became more and more weird under the flame. The mixed energy fluctuations caused the flag to drift slightly involuntarily, and the figure walked out of the camp, like a stream of black streams flowing to every corner of the camp instantly.

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