Chapter 1176 Savagery

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Luo Heng's expression gradually recovered its coldness. He continued, "After the calamity, the human realm was quiet for more than half a year. Afterwards, the God Race reappeared and began to capture the surviving cultivators. Only after being captured here did I know that there was a God Realm outside the Three Realms."

Chu Jun understood that the reason why the God Race had started to use the survivors as cannon fodder after implementing the recovery plan was because the Nine Cauldrons Yuan Accumulation had failed and the Profound Heaven Spirit Formation had become weaker and weaker without energy replenishment. Therefore, they needed a large amount of manpower to fight against the arachnids.

"This calamity is the same as the Fallen Immortal Age 100,000 years ago. It's all a conspiracy of the God Race!" Chu Jun said in a deep voice.

Luo Heng's cold gaze flashed and he asked, "What should I say?"

Chu Jun told the story of the God Race using the Nine Dragons Cauldron to absorb the Yuan Qi of the Three Realms. He also told the story of how he entered the God Realm. After Luo Heng and Cloud Falcon heard this, they were both shocked and furious.

'"These bastards are too hateful. What Nine Furnace Sovereigns? So they are all deceiving people. These God Race beings have taken the Three Realms as their backyard and slaughtered and harvested us like pigs and dogs. Fuck these bastards. Lord Chu, can we just continue to let these so-called God Race slaughter us?" Cloudfalcon said angrily.

Luo Heng's gaze became even colder. He quietly looked at Chu Jun and said coldly, "What should I do? Tell me, I only know how to draw my sword. Our brothers can conquer the Three Realms and trample the God Realm beneath our feet."

Cloudfalcon's blood boiled, "Brother Heng is right. Master Chu, I'm afraid of him. We can gather a group of people to kill all those stinking God Race."

Blood boiled in Chu Jun's chest, but his mind was still clear. He knew that the Divine Hall's power was enormous, so it was not easy to fight it. He said in a low voice, "Now that we already know about the Divine Hall's plot, we naturally cannot allow ourselves to be slaughtered. However, you should have a deep understanding of how powerful the Divine Race's power is."

The Cloud Falcon was immediately silent. Those God Races were indeed very powerful. They could easily be hunted down in the human realm by a team of a hundred people.

"There are more than 20 million cultivators from the God Realm. The God Race only has one million people, but they firmly control the Divine Hall. This shows how powerful the God Race is. Therefore, we must endure it now and secretly accumulate strength, waiting for the time to ripen." Chu Jun solemnly said, "The most urgent thing is to find out how many of us have been captured and gather them all."

Cloudfalcon straightened his chest and shouted, "Master Chu, you can do whatever you want."

Chu Jun pondered for a moment and said, "If we get caught, They must have been scattered among the various troops, It's more troublesome to find them. How about this, from tomorrow onwards, you and Luo Heng will be flying the flying shuttle within a radius of 200,000 kilometers. If you discover any King level subordinates with us, report them back. I will personally negotiate with him. With the flying shuttle traveling at a speed of a million kilometers per day, as long as you are careful, everything should be fine. "

"This subordinate obeys!" Cloudfalcon saluted with a slap and said with a smile, "Brother Heng, the chicks will be with you in the future. Let's find Brother Jian and Little Snow first."

Luo Heng's expression was slightly warm as he patted Cloud Falcon on the shoulder.

Chu Jun took out the grade eight low-grade lightning sword from his spatial ring and handed it to Luo Heng with the grade eight shield he had obtained from the Violet-Faced Venerable. "Take these two magic treasures," he said.

Luo Heng's eyes couldn't help but shine. He was a sword cultivator, but the weapon the Divine Hall was equipped with was only a long spear. Wei Sheng found out that he was a sword cultivator and gave him a flying sword, but it was only of the fourth grade. Now that Chu Jun took out this lightning sword, judging from the powerful Spiritual Pressure fluctuations it emitted, it was definitely above the seventh grade.

"This is a low-grade eighth-grade lightning and fire dual-element flying sword. It isn't entirely suitable for you, but you can make do with it!" Chu Jun said.

Originally, this Thunder Flame Sword was quite suitable for Chu Jun's own use, but he already had nine Thunder Buddha Bamboos in his hand. The Thunder Flame Sword was obviously more useful in Luo Heng's hand.

When Luo Heng heard that it was a grade eight flying sword, he couldn't help but be moved. He extended his hand to receive the Thunder Flame Sword and tested it a few times. He said with slight joy, "With this grade eight Thunder Flame Sword, I'm not afraid even if I face the late stage of Soul Concentration."

Chu Jun smiled and said, "This is a Grade Eight Intermediate Shield. Take it with you!"

"Looks like you're doing well in the God Realm. Anything you take out is a grade eight magic treasure." Luo Heng said in shock.

Hearing this, Cloudfalcon, who had been watching with envy from the side, happily said, "That's right. We, Lord Chu, can get along wherever we go."

Luo Heng nodded in agreement. He put away the Thunder Flame Sword and said, "I want this flying sword. However, you should keep this shield. For a sword cultivator, attacking is the best defense. Using the shield will only weaken their combat strength."

Hearing this, Chu Jun couldn't help but be strong. He put away the grade eight shield, glanced at the nearby Cloud Falcon, and took out a bottle of medicinal pills from his bosom.

Cloud Falcon's eyes immediately lit up and he said happily, "I knew that Master Chu would not be biased against one another. Eh … what kind of spirit pill is this?"

"Nascent Soul Pill!"

Cloudfalcon couldn't help but be overjoyed. He was so happy that he could not help but grin from ear to ear. He repeatedly said, "Thank you, Master Chu!"

Originally, Chu Jun wanted to give Cloud Falcon some high-grade magic treasures. However, considering that this brat only had a mid-Gold Core cultivation, a sixth or seventh-grade magic treasure wouldn't be able to play a role for him. Thus, he specifically asked Ah Chou to help refine a bottle of Nascent Soul Pill. This kind of pill was suitable for Golden Core cultivators to consume and help cultivators enter the Nascent Soul Stage.

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At the full ten days, a bright moon hung in the sky. The night wind blew through the gap between the wind-eroded sand dunes and let out bursts of sobs, causing the already cold night to become even colder.

The sand and gravel on the Gobi Desert glowed coldly under the moonlight. Two cultivators wearing short armor and holding long spears turned out from behind a low wind eroded sand dune. The moonlight elongated their figures on the sand and gravel.

The two xiuzhe slowly patrolled forward. Behind them was a camp full of tents. Several faint campfires were still burning.

The two xiuzhe looked around vigilantly. As they released their divine sense, they moved forward side by side. Gradually, they left the camp and turned behind a wind-eroded sand dune. The two of them tacitly stopped and acted as if they were going to undo the sand dune.

"Old Taoist, I've decided to find an opportunity to escape these few days!" The skinny cultivator on the right sent mentally.

The xiuzhe on the left frowned and replied via voice transmission, "Don't be impulsive. It's better to observe for a few more days."

"We can't wait any longer. That guy is incomparably ferocious. He always kills people. In less than ten days, he killed more than a hundred people. If this continues, a thousand people won't be enough for him to kill for three months. I still have to find Little Snow. I can't die here!" The person on the right said in a deep voice.

"You saw what happened to those people who escaped a few days ago. With our speed, we can't escape from that fellow's divine sense. Once we're discovered, there's only a path to death. Fan Jian, I understand your feelings. However, the more you try to endure this, the more you have to endure it."

The person on the right was silent. He clenched his fists and looked at the bright moon in the sky. Under the cold moonlight was a thin face. Surprisingly, it was Fan Jian. However, Fan Jian was no longer as relaxed as Xuan'er. His gaze was deep and cold. It should have been a long time since he had shaved his beard, but it gave him a sense of maturity.

The one on the left turned around and looked at Fan Jian. He sighed in his heart and comforted, "Don't worry, Little Snow will be fine!"

This person was dignified, leaving behind three strands of long beard under his jaw. His temperament was very refined, and it was actually Dao Zheng Ming.

Dao Zheng Names and Fan Jian weren't caught at the same time, but they encountered each other during training in the same camp. They were also coincidentally assigned to the same squad. What was even more coincidental was that they were chosen by Fierce Lord Yang Shi. If Chu Jun and Fierce Lord couldn't snatch the jade slip that day, they would end up with Fan Jian and Dao Zheng Ming's Thousand Soldiers.

Fierce Monarch Yang Shi was incomparably vicious, Looking at people's lives like grass, Not to mention these cannon fodder attachments, Kill whenever you want, Ten days after the tournament began, he had killed over a hundred of his subordinates, causing the entire team to tremble. A few days ago, more than a dozen people had escaped. Fan Jian had originally planned to join, but was pulled by Dao Zheng Ming. As a result, the dozen or so escaping cultivators were cruelly tortured to death by the Vicious Monarch. None of them escaped.

Fan Jian stared at the bright moon in the sky and said to himself, "It's been two years. Where is Boss?"

Dao Zheng Ming's eyes lit up and he said, "Lord World King, he will definitely be fine. He will come back!"

"Why are you so sure?"

Dao Zheng Ming said, "Lord World King is a heaven-defying expert. No one can defeat him, not even a god!"

Fan Jian smiled bitterly, "You still believe in this illusory theory of luck!"

Dao Zheng Ming fell silent!

Right at this moment, a miserable scream came from the direction of the camp. The two of them couldn't help but glance at each other coldly. They didn't even need to look to know that the unlucky guy had definitely been killed by Vicious Lord Yang Shi.

Fan Jian and Dao Zheng Ming quickly returned to the camp. Sure enough, they saw a naked female corpse outside the Vicious Lord's tent. The two plump balls on her chest were actually torn apart, and they were drenched in blood. The female cultivator's lower body was in a mess, and her eyes were still wide open with tears. Her beautiful face was twisted with pain and fear.

The xiuzhe in the camp seemed to be numb to this kind of thing. They all hid in their respective tents to avoid getting into trouble, and the other xiuzhe on patrol didn't dare to get close to them.

Fan Jian's heart was filled with rage. He recognized this female cultivator. The two of them had talked to each other during the day. He didn't expect that they would die naked and miserable here within a few hours.

Fierce Monarch had a perverted hobby. He liked to rape and kill women. Under the excitement of orgasm, he cruelly killed the women beneath him. This was already the second time in ten days. Five days ago, a beautiful female cultivator had died so miserably.

Fan Jian was so furious that he wanted to rush into the tent and cut off the head of the beast with a single sword strike. However, he knew that he could only risk his life and tried his best to suppress his anger. Empress Dao Zheng Ming gently tugged at Fan Jian and signaled for him to leave quickly. Just as the two of them turned around, the fierce monarch with a face full of flesh walked out of the tent. He pointed at the two of them and said coldly, "You two, drag this bitch to be buried!"