The old martial arts world is the largest, most mysterious and most dangerous secret realm known to the ancient martial arts world.

The most important thing is that it does not belong to any force, anyone can go!

As long as you have the courage, luck, and not afraid of death, you may find great opportunities in the no-man's land and ride the weathered dragon!

The class of the ancient martial arts world has long been solidified, and all kinds of resources are controlled by major forces.

The casual cultivator... is difficult.

A casual cultivator has no chance, no resources, no skills, no way... It is difficult for a poor family to have a noble son, so it is also applicable to put it here.

A random cultivator as powerful as the sword god Xue Chunqiu is almost the same, not to mention choosing one in a million.

Therefore, even if the no man’s land is dangerous, there are still endless people coming here.

People always have to fight for a lifetime.

Life has length and width.

Many people who do not want to be mediocre, come to the unmanned land with aspirations to die.

Either die or be strong!

Of course, most of them... died here.

But even so, they comfort themselves and numb themselves. What if... they are the very few people?

With such thoughts, they continued...

In the no-man's land, people keep dying and people keep coming...

Two days passed in a flash.

In a valley, a killing is underway.

The two old slaves from the four-person group of Tianwai Tian are full of murderous aura and are bloody.

Old Zhou and the young man stood aside, looking calm and watching coldly.

It seems that it is not a person who is killed, but a few chickens and a few dogs.

"A only innate, can you get this opportunity... Although this no man's land is not as good as Tianjueyuan, it is also rare."

The young man holds a folding fan in one hand and plays with a bead in the other.

This bead, the size of a ping-pong ball, is dark red and has a bit of warmth.

"yes."

Mr. Zhou also nodded, the beads have a great effect.

"A man is innocent and has a guilty guilty of possessing a treasure... he could have lived, but if he gets this bead, he will die."

"Kill them quickly, don't do it."

The young man put away the beads and shouted.

"yes."

The two old slaves responded and the attack became even more fierce.

"Give you things, let us go!"

An old man struggled to support him, gritted his teeth and said.

"Let you go? Okay, put down your weapons and I will let you go."

The young man laughed playfully.

"you……"

The old man was furious. Who dared to put down his weapons at this time? Isn’t that just a thrust into the neck?

"If you don't let go, you'll die."

The young man's voice became cold.

"Kill it now, don't attract too much attention... Kill people, or be in the dark."

Mr. Zhou said lightly.

"kill!"

The young man nodded, flipped his folding fan, making a "bang" sound.

"Who are you? You dare to kill and plunder!"

The old man roared, and he could see that these four people... were not right, they didn't look like people from the ancient martial arts world.

"ah!"

Suddenly, a scream rang out, and a slightly younger man fell into a pool of blood.

"No!"

The old man turned his head and looked at it, his eyes rippled.

"Don't call, I'll send you on the way."

The old slave's voice was extremely cold.

"You... are you from Tianwaitian?"

Suddenly, the old man thought of something and roared.

Hearing the old man's roar, Old Zhou's face changed slightly, and he recognized it?

He looked around and breathed a little relieved after confirming that there was no one.

This time he came out, he wanted to keep a low profile... It was not that he could not kill people, but that he could not let people know that he was killing people.

What kind of Thousand Poisons, in his opinion, is all stupid!

Are you afraid of being inconsistent?

So many things have happened.

"You really come from the world... Damn it!"

The old man's face changed again and he turned around and was about to run away.

"It's been so long for a waste, killing someone?"

The young man shook his figure and instantly rushed towards the old man.

The two old slaves also took action, and the three attacks fell on the old man.

Bang!

The old man flew out like a kite with broken strings and smashed heavily to the ground.

puff!

The old man spit out a mouthful of blood, and his old face was extremely pale.

"Kill!"

The young man took back the folding fan and stopped looking at the old man.

"yes."

An old slave responded and raised his knife.

"You... Tianwaitian... Damn... Alliance Leader Xiao will avenge us!"

The old man glared, full of hatred and reluctance.

"Oh."

The old slave's wrinkled face showed a sarcastic smile, and the knife fell down.

Click.

Blood splashed out.

"ah……"

The old man let out a final scream and fell into a pool of blood.

His innate life is not long, and his soul is still weak... When a person dies, his soul is destroyed.

"Old Mr. Zhou, do you need to deal with the body?"

The young man turned his head and asked.

"No, there are too many people who die in the no-man's land, just throw them here... The smell of blood will soon attract strange beasts."

Mr. Zhou shook his head.

"Let's go, we can leave."

"good."

The young man nodded.

"You can look through their packages again to see if there is any chance."

"yes."

The two old slaves said, and went forward to search.

A few minutes later, the four left the valley.

Ten minutes... a few strange beasts came and tore the corpse to pieces.

Human life is in the no-man's land...it's so worthless.

Just like in wartime, human life is like grass.

"Old Mr. Zhou, do we need to be so careful?"

The young man looked at Mr. Zhou and asked.
To be continued...