The sky is vast and the peaks stand, and it is a primitive scene.

The mountains and forests are dense and yin energy is everywhere. Poisonous insects appear at times, and the roar of beasts is dull and thunderous, making the scalp numb.

"Roar~~"

A thunderous beast roar came from the deep mountains. Even though it was so far away, the aftermath of the roar still caused the rocks to roll down, echoing, the trees sway violently, and the leaves flew around.

Ying Xuan's face looked very bad. He had been in this "Light World" for a while.

At first, he was still very happy. After all, looking at these flowers, plants, green and green, his depressed mood suddenly became much more relaxed.

However, the following experience made him begin to doubt his life.

Have you ever seen ants as big as adult fists? They are densely packed, and wherever they pass, everything with flesh and blood is eaten clean.

If the little black coffin hadn't reminded him early and casting spells to block Ying Xuan's breath, the result would be unpredictable.

Just as he sat down to take a breath, he accidentally sat on the head of a super huge stone man.

Maybe it was stimulated by Ying Xuan's breath, or maybe it was because of other reasons.

In short, this outrageous tall stone man stood up from his lying horizontal posture and sent Ying Xuan directly to a height of thousands of feet high.

If it weren't for the little black coffin, Ying Xuan would have been treated as "bird shit" by the stone man's giant palm.

When he was taken away from this sky of thousands of feet by the little black coffin, Ying Xuan vaguely saw a giant bird shining with golden light waving its wings and grabbing it at the stone man.

"Are I coming to the prehistoric continent?!" Ying Xuan's face turned pale, and he was extremely doubtful if he had come to the legendary prehistoric continent.

Back to the present, where he is, the mountains are one after another, all of which are gray. I don’t know why, the surface is bare and there is no vegetation.

"Around it." The little black coffin, whose words have become very few, speaks to remind him.

Ying Xuan obediently did it and ran for dozens of miles. When he was slightly closer to the desolate mountain, he suddenly felt a chill all over and instinctively felt the danger.

He opened his eyes wide and tried hard to find something, but he saw nothing.

It was not until I left completely that I no longer felt a chill in my heart. The surrounding mountains were lush and green, which contrasted with the barren mountains just now.

Looking back, the gray mountain range is dead, the vegetation does not grow, and there is even more hazy mist, as if it has been covered with dust for countless years.

"What is the danger?" Ying Xuan asked curiously.

But Xiao Hei Coffin did not respond at all, and Ying Xuan was used to it.

Xiao Hei Coffin is becoming more and more "cold". Apart from pointing out his way to avoid him, he doesn't speak much at all during the rest of the time.

"Crack~Crack~Crack~"

At this time, a strange sound came from the barren mountain, as if something was breaking free on the ground, the rocks rolled down, and then a dull whine sounded.

Suddenly, with a bang, suddenly, the entire mountain range collapsed.

Without any warning, a large fog appeared, and the scene was extremely strange.

"That's..." Ying Xuan opened his eyes wide and was shocked.

The mountains collapsed, revealing a huge crack, and a giant hand that was tied tightly by a red gold chain reached out.

"So big!"

Ying Xuan looked dull. His huge hand, as he observed, was even bigger than the mountains beside him.

The mist surged and the smoke filled the dust. The giant hand poked upwards and struggled hard, as if to break free from the red gold chains that imprisoned him.

The giant hand was very strong, the red gold chains were clattering, and the harsh sound was even far away, Ying Xuan felt uncomfortable.

"Bang!"

In the end, the giant hand failed and fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a lot of smoke and dust.

Everything returned to peace, and the mist dissipated, leaving only the broken rocks on the ground.

At this time, Ying Xuan also knew how this barren mountain was formed.

I think that in many years before him, this giant hand had already broken free many times.

This barren mountain should have been formed during repeated breaks.

After a long time, there was no movement, as if nothing had happened.

Ying Xuan hasn't spoken for a long time, so his start is probably difficult.

If it weren't for the little black coffin, he would definitely die.

It was only less than half a day, and I saw what terrible creatures I encountered!

With concerns about the future, Ying Xuan continued to follow the instructions of Xiao Hei Coffin to run in the primitive mountains without any stop.

His only hope now is to find traces of civilization's existence, even during the primitive tribal period, he recognized it.

...

A few days later, it was early morning. Ying Xuan opened his eyes, the morning glow was shining brightly, and he was bathing in the warmth of people.

After washing up in a mountain spring, eating unknown fruits picked on the road, his facial features immediately became distorted and tears flowed.

Too sour!

The start was so difficult, and what Ying Xuan never expected was that even the food became a problem.

He thought that with his own ability, it would be fine to deal with a ferocious beast that looked like a rabbit.

But now his left eye, which still had a faint pain, made him understand.

I, perhaps the bottom of the food chain of this primitive mountain range.

Abbreviation, Battle Five Slags.

The past few days have been filled with tears, and he has always been full of flesh and blood.

Now, I have been eating vegetarian food for several days and it is so sour.

"... Therefore, when God is about to give a great responsibility to this man, he must first suffer his heart and mind and starve his body..."

After understanding and reciting the famous quotes, Ying Xuan clenched his fists, cheered himself up, and set out again.

Along the way, I crossed mountains and ridges, avoiding many ferocious beasts and dangerous places.

But the little black coffin became more and more silent. Until the end of the sentence "Sleeping", Ren Yingxuan did not respond no matter how much he shouted.

Without the guidance of the little black coffin, Ying Xuan's survival rate in this primitive mountain range immediately dropped sharply.

For example, now, he was chased by a three-story wild boar for two days and two nights.

I don’t know what kind of hatred or grudge it is, which leads to its perseverance.

As long as Ying Xuan pauses for a moment, he will be caught up with him by the smell and will be entangled.

The wild boar has thick skin and flesh, and has two fangs that are extremely hard. He rushed all the way and almost got caught up several times.

"It's not over yet, right?"

Just as he got rid of the pursuit, before he could kick it a few times, he heard the rumbling sounds coming from behind, the sound of rocks shattering and ancient trees falling, Ying Xuan skillfully avoided a "barbaric collision".

"Boom!!!"

As soon as he avoided him, a piece of smoke and dust spread out, and was misty.

The mountain wall he was relying on was knocked out of a big pothole. The big wild boar's back hooves were reactionary, stirring up a large area of ​​soil, and trying hard to pull out the pig's brain.

This is why Ying Xuan was able to survive this big wild boar for two days and two nights.

It's too stupid and too dedicated.

He only knew this "barbaric collision". Ying Xuan had already figured out the rules and could easily avoid them.

Suddenly, the shrill screams of a big wild boar came from the misty smoke.

Ying Xuan did not hesitate at all, and immediately turned around and ran away, until he stopped after confirming his safety.

He took a quick look just now. At some point, the place where the big wild boar was quietly turned into a quagmire, allowing him to struggle and slowly swallow him.
Chapter completed!