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Volume 1 Black Wind Village Chapter 306 A glimmer of hope

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    The boundless sea.  A huge sea-devouring beast is sleeping wantonly on the seabed. During its breath, its two gills fluttered, and there was a turmoil around it.  Suddenly, a black shadow flashed past, emerging from the body of the sea-devouring beast.  After a few jumps, the black shadow flashed directly into a twisted submarine channel, flowing in the darkness. After a while, when it reached the other side of the channel, with some light, the black shadow's appearance was revealed.  With a wretched face, Su Li, the cultivator of the Desolate Tribe!  ¡°Alas¡ª¡ª¡± Gritting his teeth, Su Li¡¯s short body was actually carrying a corpse on his back. The ordinary human body was so heavy that Su Li could hardly breathe.  With a sigh, Su Li rested for a moment, tightened the body behind him, and rushed towards the front of the passage again.  After a long time, my eyes became bright and clear, and I finally walked out of the twisted undersea passage.  "Pfft¡ª¡ª" Su Li jumped out of the sea. The Desolate Tribe and several people on the shore were shocked when they saw this, "Su Li?!" Su Li didn't waste any time and rushed directly to the elder's courtyard before crashing.  He fell down, and the body behind him rolled over, revealing his face.  "This is Mr. Xia Lin!" "What?!" Everyone gathered around in surprise. Su Li took a breath, lay on the ground and said, "Quick, call the elders, save him!" "Whoosh!" Without waiting for everyone to call,  , the figure of the elder of the Desolate clan had already rushed out. After taking a look, he understood the situation and hurriedly detected the power into Xia Lin's body.  After some testing, the whole person was stunned.  "What's wrong? Elder?" Su Li asked quickly as he was feeling much better.  The elder of the Desolate Tribe shook his head slightly, "All his souls are destroyed, there is no way to save him" "How is it possible?!" Su Li said unwillingly, "I saved him from the mouth of the sea-swallowing beast. How could he not be saved?"  "The elder of the Huang tribe shook his head, "Xia Linsheng's traces were all cut off! This kind of power was caused by the Lord of the Holy Land!" Su Li told what he saw with some pain.  , everyone was silent.  "Is it really hopeless?" Su Li said with some physical and mental exhaustion.  The elder of the Desolate tribe smiled bitterly, "This is the successor of the Barbarian tribe If I could save him, why would I hesitate? Mr. Xia is a good person. But I didn't expect that when we meet again, we will be separated by heaven and earth!" Everyone was sad.  The young man who was chatting and laughing with everyone a few days ago suddenly died like this "Hey, we are sorry for Lord Manzun" The elder of the Desolate clan felt sadly, "We didn't even protect his last heir"  The elder of the Desolate tribe sighed, and suddenly his body shook, "Wait a minute" "Heir of the Barbarian tribe" "Boom!" The elder of the Desolate tribe struck Xia Lin on the forehead with a palm, and a huge force poured directly into Xia Lin.  The depths of the sea of ??consciousness, where he had just explored.  A piece of ruins!  It is certain that a palace was simulated in the depths of Xia Lin's sea of ??consciousness. However, at this time, with the death of his body and soul, the sea of ??consciousness was in chaos, with pieces of tiles floating around, and a few stars in the sky dimmed.  This is the last remaining memory.  The elder of the Desolate Tribe used the power of the sea of ??consciousness.  Just entered here, just.  Everything he saw was still lifeless, likea ruins.  "Have you thought too much after all?" The elder of the Desolate clan shook his head. Just as he was about to evacuate, a broken plaque floated leisurely in front of his eyes.  There is one word written on it: "Hao".  "Hao" The elder of the Desolate clan groaned, his eyes suddenly shining brightly.  "Haoyue Pavilion! It's Haoyue Pavilion! The inheritance of the ancient barbarians is actually in the body of Young Master Xia Lin!" Falling Sun Pavilion - Forbidden World!  Bailian Pavilion - the ninth level of martial arts!  Wentian Pavilion¡ªhides countless secrets of the barbarians!  And Haoyue Pavilion - is the soul altar of the barbarians, the place where all the dead people of the ancient barbarians are reborn!  "Open!" The elder of the Desolate tribe shouted loudly, and the consciousness was in the void.  Countless ruins instantly turned into nothingness, and all the ruins turned into nothing. Only a lavender star glowed brightly in the depths of the sea of ????consciousness, forming a formation with a few dim stars in the sky.  sharp contrast.  "Hao Yue Pavilion Haha! Among the five pavilions of the Barbarian Temple, at this time of life and death, Hao Yue Pavilion has finally been opened, protecting the last trace of the soul." The elder of the Desolate Clan laughed, and thenXia Lin withdrew from the sea of ??consciousness.  "Shitou, send Mr. Xia Lin to the temple!" The elder of the Desolate tribe showed a hint of relief, "Thanks to Mr. Manzun, we can still be saved!" "Yes!" All the disciples of the Desolate tribe were overjoyed, and Shitou's burly figure brought Xia Lin to the temple.  Lin picked it up and left, quickly delivering it to the temple.  However, the elder of the Desolate tribe returned to the room, took out a simple book, and murmured to himself, "When the cultivators were wiped out, the barbarians were destroyed, and the attics of the temples were destroyed, only this power of the beginning was lost.  In the hands of the survivors of the Desolate Clan, it has become the inheritance of our Desolate Clan. " "Now, Xia Lin's body is dead, but the last trace of his soul is left by the Haoyue Pavilion. With the power of Taichu, all the five major pavilions of the inheritance temple are opened.  It will be Young Master Xia Lin¡¯s last chance of survival!¡± ¡°Heaven will not destroy me as a cultivator!¡± The elder of the Desolate Clan wrote down the contents in the book, and then entered the temple of the Desolate Clan.  The temple of the Desolate Clan is not that old. After running away from the desert for countless years, the temple has no function. Only the faint divine light in the center of the temple keeps the temple from dying.  "Place Young Master Xia Lin in the middle of the temple." The elder of the Huang clan said to everyone. Then, he placed all the countless materials next to Xia Lin. After comparing them with the books and feeling speechless, he fished out a few simple runes.  Put it on Xia Lin.  "Elder, are you really going to do this?" A villager asked, "In this case, the entire temple will be completely destroyed. Master Xia Lin" "The matter has reached this point, and we can only rely on God's will." The elder of the Desolate tribe said lightly.  , "All the disciples of the Desolate clan withdraw." "Yes!" All the disciples of the Huang clan withdraw.  Within the temple, only the elders of the Desolate clan and Xia Lin were left.  With a slight lift, that ball of divine light floated up leisurely. This is the trace of the power of the beginning that was left behind!  Countless years.  This dilapidated temple was kept from decay, and to this day, it is almost on the verge of extinction.  "I saw in you the traces of the opening of the other four pavilions of other inheritance temples. Now coupled with the power of Taichu Pavilion, the power of Taichu Pavilion in the central pavilion" "Master Xia Linthis last glimmer of hopeis going to take a long time."  "Catch it!" "Go!" The elder of the Huang clan stepped aside.  Leaving the scope of the temple, as he left, the power of Taichu floating in his hand suddenly fell on Xia Lin.  "Boom!" The power of Taichu entered Xia Lin's body, and the violent impact directly smashed countless cracks into the ground!  The inheritance temple of the Desolate clan lost the support of this power and collapsed instantly, hitting Xia Lin. However, a ray of light protected Xia Lin.  A dazzling light rose into the sky.  Straight into the sky!  The villagers of the Huang tribe all knelt down and muttered words to pray for Xia Lin. This cultivator who had been isolated from time for countless years maintained the most simple and innocent heart.  ??The boundless sea, the dark valley.  A mountain peak standing in the sea was split open by a sword.  The middle is concave, like a valley.  It formed a unique landscape, and the rich profound energy of heaven and earth also made this place a holy land!  On the top of the mountain, two old men were looking at the dim sky.  "Shuiyue Holy Land, I'm a little worried now." An old man in gray clothes said with a smile.  "Yes, we have finally waited for this day." Another old man in white also nodded happily.  ?Thousands of years.  The fortune of Shuiyue Holy Land has been declining. At this rate, it won't be long before Shuiyue Holy Land will completely fall and disappear from the Four Holy Lands.     However.  This plan came to a head a few days ago, but suddenly encountered changes.  Because of the existence of a young man, the luck trajectory of Shuiyue Holy Land suddenly became a little blurry, and there were even signs of an increase in the future.  Everyone in the Dark Valley was extremely panicked.  No one knows what happened!  No one knows why a seemingly unrelated young man could affect the future of Shuiyue Holy Land!  However, under the magical power of several guardian elders, it was truly proved that that young man was the key.  Watching the Shuiyue Holy Land develop quietly in the next few hundred years?  Absolutely not!  To this end, Dark Valley had to use chess pieces that had been lying dormant for countless years. After countless generations, they finally got rid of suspicion and were able to perfectly hide their identity and frame the saint's fault on others.  Now, the Water Moon Holy Land and the Flame Beast Domain have become mortal enemies.  Everything is moving towards perfect expectations. ?? In the realm of supernatural powers, there are countless magical powers.However, the terrifying magical powers are never the magical powers of combat, but the magical powers that are so terrifying that they refer to the way of heaven.  Prophecy Destiny Trajectory Combat magical powers can kill one person, but these magical powers are enough to influence countless generations!  It¡¯s enough to shake the whole world!  "What would happen if that old guy, Holy Lord Shuiyue, knew that he had killed the only hope for the rise of the Holy Land with his own hands?" The old man in gray said with a proud smile.  "What else can you think? I'm sure I'll be so angry that I'll vomit blood." The old man in white laughed and said, "The four holy places have been secretly fighting for many years, and now, I, the Dark Valley, will finally come out on top." Then, the old man made a stroke in the air, and a  A starry sky map full of countless orbits is displayed in the hand, full of magnificent light in the dark night.  "Look, the luck of Shuiyue Holy Land is so clear, and the future downward trend is so obvious!" "Tsk, tsk, I'm really looking forward to it." The two old men watched with joy as the trace representing Shuiyue Holy Land changed over time.  The ten is constantly getting lighter, but suddenly, this faint line suddenly becomes extremely thick!  No warning!  There was no involvement at all, but it became extremely clear in an instant, almost exceeding the sum of the four holy places!  "How is it possible!" "What happened?!" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
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