Fantasy: I become stronger when I meet a strong opponent. My cultivation has no upper limit.

Huangzhou.

This Daozhou, which was in the limelight in the East Region a year ago, is now suffering from the war.

Many monks are in danger and live in fear.

In the sky, you can sometimes see two or three dark spirits driving chariots and shouting forward.

And the ones pulling the chariots forward are not rare beasts, but living human monks. Their shoulders are pierced by black iron chains, and blood is flowing. One by one, they endure the severe pain, grit their teeth and rush forward desperately, their eyes full of pain and fear.

The dark spirits riding the chariots are covered with hard bone armor, and have a pair of dark green eyes, full of cruelty and ferocity.

They waved the whips in their hands and whipped the monks pulling the chariots from time to time, as if they were whipping livestock, and they laughed harshly.

"Hurry, faster!"

"Listen carefully, from today on, you will be slaves of my Bone Clan for generations!"

On the street, people occasionally looked up and saw this scene, and they were so angry that they gnashed their teeth and felt very ashamed, but due to the current situation in the Desolate State, they had to hold their dissatisfaction in their stomachs.

The Dark Abyss Army that occupied the Desolate State, among which the representative race was the Bone Clan, which ranked in the top five among the hundreds of Dark Abyss clans, and had amazing defense.

The current Desolate State is their master, and they have been killing and torturing the human race for fun during this period!

"Damn it! Is my Desolate State going to be in darkness forever?"

"At the beginning, Senior Ye made a name for himself and made all the states in the Eastern Region dare not underestimate him. It has only been a short time since the good days, and such a thing happened!"

"Alas, now even the Xuan Sect is in trouble. I guess even if Senior Ye appears, he can't change anything."

"Everyone, let's just pray for the best!"

There were discussions in the teahouse, and the atmosphere was depressing and dull.

Even the storyteller was listless, sighing in his chair, worried about the future of Desolate State.

Suddenly.

A man rushed over and shouted: "Come out and see, the Bone Clan is publicly executing a resisting cultivator again. It is said that this time it is the fairy Zhao of the Xuan Sect!"

"What!?"

In the teahouse, everyone was shocked and hurriedly got up and rushed out.

At this time

Around the execution platform, the Bone Clan soldiers were on guard, holding sharp spears, and the dark green eyes behind the visors were cold and ruthless.

There were a lot of onlookers, and everyone's face was ugly.

Because this kind of public execution is a slap in the face of the people of Huangzhou!

They were powerless and could only watch their compatriots being killed by foreigners!

"Look carefully, this is the fate of the resisters!"

A three-meter-tall Bone Clan warrior stood on the stage, looked up at the blue-clothed woman who was hung high by the black iron chain, with a weak breath and blood, and sneered:

"I heard that you have a high status in the Xuan Sect? Haha, even your elders dare not open the door, and can only hide inside. How dare you sneak out? Where are you going?"

The blue-clothed woman had blood on her face, her teeth were clenched, and she was stubborn and refused to beg for mercy, her eyes were full of hatred.

She is Zhao Linger, the daughter of the Emperor of Wei Dynasty. When she was brought to Xuanwu Sect by Ye Junlin, she worked hard to cultivate. Because of her extraordinary talent and the superb water spiritual root, she was later taken to the sundial by her master, the master of Xiangfeng Peak, to cultivate for three hundred years. When she came out again, her cultivation had reached the peak of the transformation of the spirit.

Of course, due to the speed of time, only three years have passed in the outside world, but she is no longer the young girl at the beginning. She has a well-developed figure, a thin waist and long legs, and is graceful.

Later, when the army of Mingyuan invaded, she fought side by side with her elders, and her water magic was superb. She was strong and was called Zhao Fairy by many cultivators.

Unfortunately, with the increase in the number of strong men of the Bone Clan, the pressure on Xuanwu Sect doubled, until the master and his men were defeated and injured, and finally they were forced to shrink in the gate.

The main reason why Zhao Linger sneaked out this time was because she learned that Wei was occupied and her father was missing.

As a result, on the way to Wei, she encountered a patrol team of the Bone Clan and started a fierce fight. Just when she was about to break through the siege, the Bone Clan general in the fusion realm appeared and suppressed her!

Seeing that Zhao Linger didn't open her mouth, the Bone Clan general continued to sneer: "In the entire Wasteland State, your Xuanzhi Sect is the most troublesome, but it doesn't matter. Today, my great Bone King will gather forces again to break through your Xuanzhi Sect! Kill everyone inside!"

Hearing this,

Zhao Linger's beautiful eyes almost burst into anger, "If you dare to do this, my Xuanling Sect's Master Ye Feng will return from his travels and will kill all of you without leaving a single one alive!"

"How dare you!"

The general of the Bone Clan shouted angrily, and the sound waves of his roar were deafening, causing Zhao Linger's orifices to bleed and her head to split.

"Hmph, I've heard of the man you mentioned, Ye Junlin, right? He is also known as the White-haired Killing God. I say, it's just a name without substance, so he doesn't dare to come back. I'm afraid he is scared and hiding like a dog! How dare he avenge you?"

The general of the Bone Clan sneered, and his words were full of ridicule for Ye Junlin.

"Hahaha..." The surrounding subordinates also laughed, and the laughter was extremely harsh.

"You are not allowed to insult Master Ye Feng!" Zhao Linger shouted emotionally.

She would never forget the figure that descended on the State of Wei like a banished immortal. It was the first time she saw Ye Junlin and a major turning point in her destiny. Even if she recalled it countless times, she would sigh with emotion. This was the strongest person she respected and admired most in her life.

Now that the Bone Clan leader was speaking rudely, Zhao Linger was so angry that her body was shaking.

Hearing the other party humiliating Senior Ye, everyone present clenched their fists and showed grief and indignation on their faces.

Ye Junlin was recognized as the strongest man in the Wasteland State and an idol worshipped by countless cultivators in the Wasteland State. Now that he was humiliated by the words of the alien spirit, they felt very uncomfortable, their eyes were bloodshot, and anger was boiling in their chests.

"Everyone, don't be impulsive!"

"The difference in strength is too great. Even if we riot collectively, we will just die in vain."

In the crowd, an old man in a gray robe with a fairy-like appearance noticed that the crowd's emotions were almost out of control, and hurriedly sent a message secretly.

This person was the ancestor of the Banxiao Sect, Ouyang Feng!

When he broke through the God Transformation, he was so high-spirited. Later, he was hit hard by reality. Then he saw Ye Junlin's strength and was completely convinced. Until he got the opportunity from the Luoyu Secret Realm, he is now a powerful person who has completed the God Transformation, and is only one step away from the Fusion Realm.

In fact.

Ouyang Feng can be considered to be a man of outstanding talent. After all, in such a bad situation in the Wasteland State, he was able to break through the God Transformation. Now, in more than a year, he is almost at the threshold of the Fusion Realm. The progress is not slow.

It's just that the current situation is changing too fast. The God Transformation can only be regarded as a core combat force and cannot change the situation!

Seeing that Zhao Linger was about to be executed, Ouyang Feng was also very anxious, but the general of the Bone Clan was in the Fusion Realm and was strong. Even if he took action, he would not be able to win.

"These damned creatures from the Dark Abyss are really going too far!" Thinking of what happened during this period, Ouyang Feng gnashed his teeth in hatred.

At the beginning, the Dark Abyss army was aggressive and swept across the Wasteland State under the leadership of the Bone Clan. After failing to resist, the Banxiao Sect was forced to disband. The same thing happened to the other three sects. Except for the Xuanxiao Sect, they all withdrew from the front and did not dare to fight head-on.

There was no way.

The gap in strength was too great.

The only one who could wrestle with the Dark Abyss army was the Xuanxiao Sect in the entire Wasteland State, but now in this situation, I am afraid it will also fall!

Seeing that this group of humans dared not speak out, the Bone Clan general was even more proud. It stretched out its hand covered with bones, and the runes like tadpoles were entangled, emitting a strange light.

In an instant, several sharp bone spurs emerged from the void and slowly pierced Zhao Linger's body. Blood flowed along the bone spurs, and the intense pain made her sweat all over her forehead.

Even so, she clenched her teeth and refused to make a miserable sound!

The scene was dead silent, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

Everyone felt heavy, their noses were sour, and their eyes were red.

The general of the bone tribe frowned. This was not the effect it wanted!

Only by hearing this woman's painful plea for mercy, or her miserable pain, can it achieve its rational expectations.

But now, what's the matter with not saying a word? !

Not satisfied!

Not satisfied at all!

The general of the bone tribe continued to cast spells, and several sharp bone spurs emitted a burning breath. The wounds on Zhao Linger's body seemed to be burned by flames, emitting a pungent smell of burning.

"Ugh..." Zhao Linger's face was full of blue veins, her face was as pale as paper, and her back teeth were almost broken.

This kind of pain is worse than death! !

However, she still did not beg for mercy, nor did she cry, but was struggling to hold on!

The Bone Clan generals looked ugly, this woman's willpower was far beyond imagination.

If she didn't die, if she continued to grow, she would definitely be a formidable enemy in the future!

"What a good girl." Ouyang Feng's eyes were red and he was shocked.

At the same time, his face was full of sadness.

From now on, will the cultivators of our Wasteland State be like this, being ridden on the head by the alien race and dominating?

Others looked angry and felt very aggrieved.

"Senior Ye, Huangzhou needs you..." At this moment, their emotions reached their peak, and they were eager to see the invincible figure again.

"Hmph, boring."

The general of the Bone Clan saw that the expected effect was not achieved, and a wave of anger aroused in his heart. He waved his hand to manipulate the bone spur and directly pierced Zhao Linger!

"Is it finally over..." Zhao Linger knew that she was going to die, but she felt a sense of relief.

However, at this moment, a vast pressure like the sea enveloped the whole land.

Everyone's breathing suddenly stagnated, and the fear in their bodies was like a flood, and they dared not move.

"What, what's going on?!" The general of the Bone Clan was frightened and shivered, staring in horror.

This kind of breath can only be felt from the king of the Bone Clan.

The next second.

It saw a shocking scene that it would never forget in its lifetime.

A mythical creature that was 100,000 meters long came with terrifying might, and everything along the way was dim and dark, even the sun was blocked, as if the whole world was plunged into darkness.

"The breath of the Tribulation Realm? This is the Demon Emperor!!" In the crowd, Ouyang Feng was so scared that his scalp almost exploded and he lost his voice in horror.

Everyone's face was pale and their eyes were full of despair.

In front of the invasion of the Nether Abyss Army, and behind the arrival of the Tribulation Realm Demon Emperor, is the Wasteland State completely destroyed?

Suddenly, a huge divine consciousness fell on the bloody Zhao Linger, and a light exclamation sounded in the void, "Sure enough, this familiar feeling, have we seen it somewhere before?"

Swish!

Ye Junlin flashed onto the execution platform, his eyes shining like stars, his long silver-white hair flying in disarray, he was wearing a solemn black robe embroidered with gold, and his whole body exuded an air of dominance.

Zhao Linger, whose consciousness was about to sink, saw the figure of this 뀞뀞Nian Nian, and her gloomy eyes suddenly bloomed with brilliance. With a slightly uneasy and uncertain tone, she trembled and said: "Yes, is it you? Master Ye Feng..."