I woke up after 300 million years

The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the ice surface of the Requiem River. The thick ice layer shows no trace of melting. The bank is dilapidated. The corpses of monster beasts are shocking. The red blood gathers into a stream.

"Those guys were so cruel. Wherever they passed, there were rivers of blood and mountains of monster corpses." Qin Tian took a breath of air and said, unable to bear to look at them.

Even though he had accompanied his father on the battlefield to kill enemies when he was sixteen, the scene in front of him was too horrifying, hundreds of times scarier and more disgusting than the battlefield. Those monsters were brutally dismembered, some had their heads smashed, some had their stomachs cut open, and some were just dead. All that was left was a skeleton.

Because there is a demon elixir in the body of the demon beast, it is the crystallization of the true spirit and contains huge power. Whether it is an aid in elixir refining, cultivation, or as wealth, it is of value to cultivators.

Hong Sang, who was beautiful in the red dress, shook her head warmly, "It was not the work of the Proud Dynasty or the Royal Dynasty. The corpse was severely decomposed for at least three days. There should be other forces arriving at Shiwanda Mountain before us... If the judgment is correct. , maybe second- and third-rate forces, otherwise, the value of the demon elixirs of these monster beasts on the periphery is very low, and the first-rate forces will not waste time killing so many demon beasts and taking away the demon elixirs."

"This wind has blown to every corner of Beihuang Continent, and everyone wants to get a piece of the pie." Yun Shiya covered her nose, feeling uncomfortable with the rotten smell and blood smell in the air.

Yan Fan was walking at the front, taking one step at a time. The road was devastated, and large areas of ancient trees collapsed. In addition to the corpses of monsters and beasts, there were also human corpses. The end was quite tragic.

After walking for a long time, the sun disappeared on the horizon, and night fell, but they still didn't meet anyone else. The people from the two dynasties and the Hongyun Tradition moved too fast, and they might have entered the core area long ago.

"call......"

Yan Fan exhaled a breath of cold air and looked up at the moonlight.

People have their joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. The moon is very full tonight, casting a silvery and sad veil over the dark forest.

Frankly speaking, Yan Fan didn't like this kind of environment. Darkness was always inexplicably scary.

Fortunately, there are more people in the group, so we feel safe together.

"Stop!" A roar sounded from the left side.

Everyone turned their attention and saw that it was a slender canine monster with silver-white fur, a pair of red eyes, its claws easily cut through the gravel on the ground, and its tail flicked like a whip.

Le Huanhuan pulled out her long sword and guarded it in front of Yan Fan, with a confused tone:

"What kind of monster is this? There is no record in "Ten Thousand Monsters". It looks like a thin dog."

Yun Duan, who has lived for more than seven hundred years, is well-informed. He put his hands behind his back and smiled, "Don't be nervous. This is a thin dog from the Northern Wilderness. It is characterized by a long face and a body as thin as bones. It is good at speed and not very aggressive. It has a gentle temperament and rarely attacks living beings."

Upon hearing the word "gentle", the Northern Wilderness dog bared its teeth and pretended to be vicious:

"That's nonsense, I'm very cruel!"

"You hateful human beings have harmed my family. I will fight with you today!"

"Wang Wang Wang!"

The Northern Wilderness dog charged forward as fast as lightning. From a distance of thirty meters, it appeared in front of Le Huanhuan as if teleporting, and opened its mouth to bite.

"Get away!" Le Huanhuan slashed out with his sword, which was extremely sharp.

Blood spattered, and the Northern Wilderness Thin Dog flew out like a cannonball, hitting a broken tree.

Yan Fan yawned, his eyes were sleepy and he was not interested.

"Find a place with good scenery and rest for the night. Ancestor, I am sleepy again." He suggested aloud. He had become sleepy recently, and he still felt sleepy regardless of day or night.

This made him feel very uncomfortable. He seriously suspected that there was something wrong with his body. After many tests, he couldn't find the cause of his illness. If he fell asleep during the battle, it would be his fatal weakness.

The heroic Le Huanhuan put away her sword and naturally supported Yan Fan with both hands.

After everyone left, a strange-looking horse appeared and opened its mouth to sarcastically say:

"Can you do it, little dog?"

The Northern Wilderness Dog, who was pretending to be dead, stood up in excitement, shook his fur, and cursed:

"These humans are so perverted. They almost killed me with one sword. I have been wandering for half my life and finally found a home, but I was destroyed by humans. This revenge must be avenged!"

"The ruins of the saint are about to be opened. Beihuangzhou, no, the ten places will fall into chaos. If you want revenge, you can go find the witch. She also hates human beings and plans to ruin an era of human genius through this incident. Beihuang The three-eye vision of the thin dog will help the witch find the items she needs in the ruins. You have chips and can trade." The horse said meaningfully.

Hearing this, Beihuang Xinquan's eyes dodge and he took two steps back, "Three-eyed vision is the method of the Beihuang Xinu King. How can a small character like me in the King Realm master it? Don't even think about tricking me."

"goodbye!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the thin dog with silver-white fur disappeared in a flash.

......

At night, a dark wind blew in the bizarre forest, and the sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling continued.

Ao Shi Dynasty met a group of people.

The expressions of this group of people were dull. They were all young and beautiful women. It was late at night and on a cold day. Each of them was dressed cooler than the other. Their movements were stiff and slow, as if they were being controlled.

Among the women, there was a romantic man in white, hugging him from left to right, kneading him casually with his big hands, and jokingly said with a smile on his lips:

"Sister Yan'er, we haven't seen each other for so long, and I miss you so much. Why don't you invite me to sit in the sedan chair and stay with you to be gentle and gentle?"

Long Aotian, who was dressed in gold like armor, frowned, narrowed his eyes and looked at the man, holding the fairy sword in his right hand.

It's like you and your girlfriend are walking on the road, and suddenly a passerby opens his mouth to tease your girlfriend. Would you take action to teach him a lesson?

The answer is yes!

However, when Long Aotian's sword was halfway drawn out, he heard the goddess say, "Aotian, don't care about insignificant people. God Son of Soul has always been like this, living carefree, comfortable, and romantic, not caring about other people's eyes, and following If he fights, it’s just a waste of time.”

Soul Ancient God Son laughed loudly, grabbed it with his big hand, and found another beautiful woman in his arms. He lowered his head and kissed her, and said with a smile, "Sister Yan'er, in this life, you should enjoy yourself in time. I am not like your sister, who just wants to pursue the pursuit of happiness." At the end of the illusory road, all emotions and six desires are cut off, and you live a lifetime without joy or sorrow. What’s the point of living like that, even if you really stand on the nine heavens?”

"There are thousands of beauties in the world, and I just want to give them a home. This is not called romance, but fraternity!"

The goddess in the sedan spoke coldly:

"Fengliu is romantic, but you are also philanthropic? Your divine soul technique is superb. You specialize in controlling the divine soul and making others become your puppets or playthings. This evil behavior has long been spread in the Yuhua Palace. No one will associate with you, let alone any one. A goddess is willing to marry you!"

"Tch, do you think I like you?" Hun Gu sneered, squeezing the soft palms of his hands, and said sarcastically, "In terms of beauty, there are many women who are a thousand times more beautiful than you. In terms of strength, those ancient families, supreme orthodoxy, and Holy Clan, any young woman who comes out will overwhelm you. In terms of talent, your sister Ice Girl is much stronger than you. In terms of means, you are just a little girl. I really don’t understand where your sense of superiority lies?"

"Because you came to the lower world, do you think you are unique?"

"It's right to think about it. In the upper world, there aren't many people around you, but here, you have a bunch of licking dogs around you, so you will naturally be happy."

Suddenly, a powerful and suffocating true spirit emitted from the sedan chair, and the goddess became angry.

Every word of Hun Gu's words pierced his heart, who could endure it?

"you wanna die!"

The goddess Yan'er spoke every word, and a purple crescent moon flew out of the sedan, killing seven beautiful women in an instant.

Hungu blocked Crescent Moon with one hand and shrugged nonchalantly, "You can kill a bunch of playthings if you want. Anyway, all the major forces have gathered in a mountain of 100,000. I have no shortage of beauties to play with. Bye bye!"

Snapping his fingers to shatter the crescent moon, Hungu turned around and ran away.

He is not stupid, he is only at the first level of heaven and earth. If he really angers these people, nine Ascension level monks can easily destroy him.

Instead of going to the core area, Hungu went to the periphery.

"It's a pity that I only enjoyed those beauties for two days, and I haven't had enough. It's boring to be alone in the wilderness."

Hungu murmured to himself while walking slowly, and soon found his target.

"Oh? People from the Wushuang Dynasty?"

He hid in a tree hole, used the Soul Technique, separated a ray of soul, and quietly approached the group of people.

The power of the Divine Soul Technique lies in its secrecy, which makes it difficult for even Ascension Realm monks to detect it.

Hungu's eyes lit up and he stared straight at Yun Shiya in the long dress with white cloud pattern, thinking:

It's rare to see this kind of top quality. That waist and legs are enough for me to enjoy in Shiwandashan. The women next to me are also good, and they can be used for a change on weekdays...

Hungu did not act rashly, judging who was the strongest among this group of people.

After watching for a long time, the younger generation gathered around and chatted, and the older generation gathered around a man with white hair and red silk.

The man lay on his side and slept on the woman's lap, and was treated comfortably.

Hungu's spirit smiled evilly, "It's up to you!"

"Control you first, then control the others with your identity, and finally everything belongs to me!"

After making up his mind, Hungu's soul rushed into Yan Fan's body at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

He has done this kind of thing too many times. He doesn't like to confront people head-on, and prefers to win through dark means. The pleasure of killing the enemy effortlessly makes him happy.

Yun Duan put down the map, looked around, and whispered:

"It seems like someone is watching us."

"Really?" Le Huanhuan was stunned. He placed a hand on Yan Fan's shoulder and patted it gently, as if coaxing a child to sleep, without noticing anything unusual.

At this moment, the world inside Yan Fan's body.

Hun Gu was floating in the universe, amazed, "This guy is too exaggerated!"

"The world inside the body is like the universe, endless, unheard of, simply unheard of!"

"Calm down, find his soul first, destroy it, and then I will dominate this body!"

Ever since, Hun Gu searched for a long time, but found nothing. The universe is so big and vast that it is impossible to find the location of Yan Fan's soul.

What Hungu didn't know was that there were three terrifying beings watching his every move.

The old days of scarlet eyes are over, "A bug flies in."

The strange goddess squirmed, "I don't understand, what is this insect planning to do?"

The Immortal Bird Lord shook his head, "The insect's behavior is too stupid, and there is no point in understanding it."

In the dark universe, Hun Gu was anxious. For half an hour, he couldn't find anything. He even wondered if this person was an empty shell?

The monk's soul has always been hidden in the inner world and is one of the most important powers. If the soul is destroyed, it means death.

It is precisely because this method of killing the source is so powerful that he focuses on practicing the Soul Technique. So far, he has never failed to deal with monks below the third level of the Ascension Realm.

Flying, flying, chills ran down Hun Gu's spine.

Afterwards, he realized that three lines of darkness were overlooking him in the sky.

With just one look at each other, this ray of soul disintegrated!

"what......"

In the tree hole, Hungu's body screamed repeatedly.

He fell from the tree to the ground, writhing in pain, with dense scarlet eyes sprouting from his cheeks, neck and arms, his back torn, and a tentacle dancing.

"no, do not want!"

"Save me! Who will save me!"

Hungu went crazy, his fingernails dug into the soil and broke off inch by inch. A monster's mouth grew out of his belly, and thick blood-red liquid flowed. His head twisted 180 degrees uncontrollably.

With a click, he broke off his own head and held it in his hand.

Foreign gods cannot be looked directly at, cannot be blasphemed, and cannot call their honorable names.

Countless tentacles spread from the back, supporting the broken body to stand, with the left hand holding the head, the right hand turned into white bones, and the mouth and stomach were bleeding!

Hun Gu was completely reduced to a strange creature...