Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go Chapter 901: The youngest quasi-supreme, in the world of dust, personally create one…

Which teenager is not full of blood.

Tuobayu is like that.

He was accustomed to seeing the black-skinned people being oppressed, and there was a fire in his heart.

Why should the Black Skins be slaves and be oppressed?

Isn't the fate of the black skin tribe fate?

"Courageous kid, unfortunately, too stupid!"

The Cyclops gave a wave of his hand, and the strong wind rushed out.

Puff!

Tuobayu vomited blood and was directly knocked into the air!

"Xiaoyu!"

Tuobalan has a pale face.

"Hmph, if you don't follow it today, you will slaughter your entire black skin tribe!"

"Anyway, you lowly slaves, like weeds, cut and grow again." The Cyclops had killing intent in his eyes.

"Agree, we agree!"

The patriarch of the Black Skin tribe said in a trembled voice.

Tuobalan's eyes were red, and she was taken away by the Cyclops.

There are also a group of women who have also been abducted.

The shortest of these cyclops is three feet tall, like a little giant.

It is conceivable that these women who are taken away will experience nightmares.

With the size of a cyclops, it's not a simple torture.

It's just a chill.

"Sister Alan!"

Tuobayu's crown and canthus were cracked, and the corners of his eyes would split, dripping blood.

The heart is bursting, angry and painful!

"Hey, kid..." The Heipi Clan chief shook his head and sighed.

"If I'm strong enough..." Tuobayu gritted his teeth, bloodshot eyes spreading.

In a cruel place like a foreign land.

Weakness is the original sin!

As long as the strength is strong enough, identity, status, resources, women, dignity, everything!

"I am too weak." Tuobayu said in pain.

They are slaves, but their natural capital is poor.

In addition, there are no resources, and there are no good techniques and supernatural powers.

It is more difficult to rise than to climb to the sky.

Xianyu, at any rate, there are also some academies that can teach ordinary monks.

But Alien does not.

Even if there are, those who have talent, strength, status and status can join.

These slaves do not even have the qualifications to be handymen.

And just now.

Boom!

Heaven and Earth are showing signs again.

In the sky tomb thousands of miles away, thunder flashes and clouds of robbery are everywhere.

"What the **** is going on in the tomb of the sky? Recently, there have been frequent movements. Could something happen?"

Some tribal forces around are discussing.

And Tuobayu stared straight ahead.

The Tomb of Heaven!

A strange forbidden place full of various death legends!

But there is no shortage. There are a small number of lucky ones who can get a chance against the sky!

"If I can get it..." Tuoba Yu's eyes flashed with unprecedented determination.

Based on his current situation, let alone whether he has training resources.

Even if there is, if you want to practice step by step, you still don't know that you have to wait until the year of the monkey.

The only way is to take a gamble and let it go!

I won, and since then I become a master, and can even lead the entire ethnic group out of the humble slave status.

Losing is nothing but a fate.

"What's the point of being sluggish like this, it's better to take a gamble!" Tuoba Yu's eyes flickered.

It's late at night.

Tuobayu was alone, and left the clan, rushing towards the sky tomb.

……

Heavenly tomb, in the dark valley.

The infinite chaotic energy is surging, and all kinds of orders are intertwined.

It seems to be gestating a sleeping god.

On the side, Jun Xiaoyao's slender figure emerged.

It looks a little illusory.

This is the body formed by the soul of Jun Xiaoyao.

"Yes, this time I have gained too much. My cultivation level has been upgraded to the quasi-supreme level." Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

You know, Jun Xiaoyao is only less than 30 years old.

So young, stepping into the quasi-supreme state.

It's the only one in all ages.

Through the ancient history, I couldn't find one.

Even the seed-level arrogances, young and supreme, they are actually at least hundreds of thousands of years old.

There are even thousands of years old.

It's just relatively young compared to the life span of the monk.

But Jun Xiaoyao is really young, not just relative.

Jun Xiaoyao is very young even if he is a hundred years old.

"And this is not the limit. With the expansion of the inner universe, I don't even need to deliberately practice, the realm will rise."

Jun Xiaoyao sighed, he was shocked by his talent.

No need to practice, lying down is better than other people who practice hard.

There is such an evil spirit.

"Moreover, my inner universe finally transformed into a world of dust." Jun Xiaoyao noticed another point.

Before, after Qingdi’s suggestion.

Jun Xiaoyao understands that the inner universe is also hierarchical.

Dust World, Small Thousand World, Middle Thousand World, Big Thousand World, Single Universe, Multiverse, etc.

Before, Jun Xiaoyao's inner universe, not even the dust world, can only be regarded as an inner space.

But now, after being nourished by the World Tree.

The universe in Jun Xiaoyao is expanding rapidly, with a range of more than ten light-years, which has reached the level of the world of dust.

There are also various material rules, and the yin and yang rules are among them.

Jun Xiaoyao has stepped into the threshold now.

In contrast, the same generation, even the inner universe has not yet been opened up.

Jun Xiaoyao has surpassed the same generation too much.

"The chaotic physique created by Chaos Qinglian~IndoMTL.com~ should be formed in a few months."

"However, it is estimated that it will take a while for the ancient Eucharist that is integrated into the origin of Tao to completely transform into a quasi-innate Eucharist."

Jun Xiaoyao guessed.

But this is also in his plan.

It's all his flesh anyway, it makes no difference.

At that time, the fusion of the chaotic physique and the quasi-innate corpus corpus, it is estimated that it can sweep everything.

Just when Jun Xiaoyao is bored.

Suddenly, he seemed to be aware of something, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"Interesting, I didn't expect that someone would dare to come to this forbidden place, and it was a mortal fetus."

Jun Xiaoyao doesn't know the situation in this forbidden area.

But I also know that this is definitely a forbidden place in a foreign land.

However, in such a dangerous place, a young man whose cultivation base was not connected to the ninth order, dare to come.

It's no different from looking for death.

Jun Xiaoyao's spiritual thoughts dispersed, and immediately locked on the young man.

He is a young man from the Black Skin tribe, Tuoba Yu.

The face is beautiful, with the color of determination.

And the repair is mediocre.

"This..."

Jun Xiaoyao has a sense of sight.

Isn't this the standard protagonist persona?

Enter the forbidden land, die for a lifetime, get a chance by accident, and then change your fate against the sky and become a master.

It's just that, the only certainty is.

This boy does not have that kind of luck.

He is not Long Aotian, Wang Tengzhi and his ilk.

"The slave boy is a good candidate for mission."

"It is also very interesting to create a child of luck by hand."

Jun Xiaoyao also needs to gather the power of faith and irrigate the seeds of faith.

It's time for him to lay a chess piece.

This Tuobayu is a suitable candidate.