This situation was caused by Feng Bingwen injecting Kunpeng's blood into the blessed land, and it got worse when the purple mountain fell.

"In a world where monsters are rampant, the human race is on the verge of extinction. Only by practicing martial arts can we find a glimmer of hope for the human race and prevent the human race from being cut off..."

In a short period of time, Feng Bingwen had already sketched out a savior script for his disciples, which was a script specially created for the environment of his blessed land.

It is an extremely interesting process for his disciples to learn slowly in the blessed land and move step by step towards the position of the savior under his arrangement.

And the apocalyptic background of human race struggling to survive, presumably can stimulate the potential of this supreme reincarnation to the maximum extent, so that he does not dare to slack off, practice with all his strength, and does not dare to relax.

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

The idea that emerged in a flash of inspiration began to be perfected as Feng Bingwen continued to think about it. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and he even came up with the idea of ​​the founding disciple.

"Should we capture that little girl and throw her into a blessed place for a test?"

Feng Bingwen seriously thought about the feasibility of this matter. After all, his eldest apprentice's current mentality was just to play and fight, which was too relaxed.

As a master, he fights and kills every now and then, and even comes into contact with evil things from outside the territory. Isn't it bad that he, a disciple, is so cool and unrestrained?

"Well, you have to eat the meal one bite at a time and walk the road step by step!"

Feng Bingwen's spirit was shaken, and he suddenly thought that he had not yet started to execute the most important first step.

Thinking of this, his spiritual mind penetrated into the blessed land and stared at the 3,000-foot high mountain rising in the center of the blessed land. It was already the highest mountain in the blessed land.

At the core pillar of its mountain range is Feng Bingwen’s first immortal artifact, the Mountain-Moving Cauldron. It is the existence of this immortal artifact that can gather the energy of the earth veins of the blessed land, and initially stabilize the blessed land.

effect.

Of course, this is not the most important, because nourished by the earth's veins, the plain derived from the first mountain in this blessed land is the most fertile land and the most suitable place for the survival and reproduction of human races from other worlds.

At this time, at the foot of the first mountain, in the only human race gathering place, the remaining human races were gathered together, and with the addition of the children born in recent years, the human race population in this gathering place was able to reach a breakthrough.

Thousands.

At this time, all the young and middle-aged laborers gathered together and came to a stone statue of a Taoist priest who was ten feet tall. At the foot of the stone statue, a baby lying in swaddling clothes and sleeping soundly was suspended in the air.

It was this vision that attracted the attention of these human races.

Of course, this is not the most important thing. Beside this baby, there are more than ten extremely crude martial arts classics scattered around - those were collected by Feng Bingwen.

In his eyes, it was superficial, but to these alien races, it was a supreme treasure, enough to change their destiny and give them the courage to continue exploring outside.
Chapter completed!