Xiao Yan, the emperor's son who fights against the sky

The Dou Qi Continent is vast, stretching tens of millions of miles from north to south. Without the help of space wormholes and flying alone, even a strong Dou Zun would not know how many thoughts it would take to surround the Dou Qi Continent.

What's more, there are countless dangerous places in it, and sometimes even a strong Dou Zun may be in danger of falling into it.

In addition to the prosperous and fertile Zhongzhou and the northwest continent with numerous sect empires, the material-rich southeast continent and the lush forested northeast continent are also vast.

However, no matter which remote continent it is, there is still a trace of mystery that cannot be explained compared to the southwest continent with thousands of mountains hidden deep inside.

This land, outlined by countless mountain peaks, hides too many secrets of the past Dou Qi Continent. It is precisely for this reason that the Southwest Continent is also known as the most complicated and chaotic place in Dou Qi Continent.

If compared with it, the Black Corner Domain may only be regarded as a small corner.

The dark clouds were blown up by the strong wind, and large tracts of rainwater splashed wantonly in the dense mountain forest as if it were free. And as a bolt of thunder passed through, the space deep in the rainforest set off a wave of waves.

Immediately afterwards, a space channel about ten feet long and wide appeared strangely in the sky.

As this space passage appeared, a young man in black also walked out of it. Behind him were two middle-aged men also wearing black. One was tall and strong, and the other was Slightly thin, but with the mark of a fifth-grade alchemist on his chest.

These two people were naturally the Lord of Black Seal City, who had been spying on the Poison Saint's ruins, and the fifth-grade alchemist Liao Du.

As for the young man in black in front of the two of them, who else could it be besides Xiao Yan.

"Is this the Southwest Continent?"

Looking at the endless mountains and rainforest in front of him, Xiao Yan had a curious look on his face.

The invisible fighting spirit turned into a thin film covering his body, so that no matter how heavy the rain was, it could not get him wet at all.

The soul power faintly swept across a hundred miles, and there was a surprise in Xiao Yan's eyes.

"As expected of the Southwest Continent."

Just within this hundred-mile radius, Xiao Yan could feel hundreds of magical beasts lurking in it. If that was all, half of the magical beasts had some poisonous properties on their bodies.

What surprised Xiao Yan even more was that the complex diversity of various insects and creatures in this forest was astonishing, and many of these insects carried toxins on their bodies.

No wonder it is said that the southwest continent is the holy land of poison masters. In this magical territory, the number of various poisonous insects is really surprising.

Xiao Yan sighed slightly, thinking that if this trip wasn't too dangerous, he really should have brought the little medical fairy here.

Just as he was thinking this, a scene fell into Xiao Yan's mind through the power of his soul, and then made him frown slightly.

“I really didn’t expect that I would encounter something like this when I first arrived in the Southwest Continent.

This southwest continent is really chaotic. "

The corners of Xiao Yan's mouth curled up slightly, and he immediately flew in a certain direction.

Behind him, the Black Seal City Lord and Liao Du looked at each other and quickly followed.

The three figures turned into streams of light and cut three thin lines in the rain curtain. After a moment, they landed in a mountain village.

This cottage is built on the mountainside, halfway up the mountain. There are a lot of people living in the cottage.

This is also a major feature of the Southwest Continent. Because there are too many mountains and forests here, most residents live in tribes halfway up the mountains, forming a force dominated by family tribes.

In such a terrain, if you want to find an empty place to build a city, you need very strong strength.

A force that can establish a city in the southwest continent must have at least one powerful Dou Huang warrior behind it.

"Hurry up and hand over all the venom for this month to me, otherwise I will slaughter your tribe."

In the village, a team riding giant toads looked carelessly and impatiently at the villagers kneeling in front of them.

"Sir, we have really only collected so much poison this month. The Shangzong has been too tight in collections in the past two years. We have simply tried our best to collect it."

The heavy rain poured down, creating puddles one after another on the ground. A group of villagers were soaked by the rain and knelt on the muddy ground like drowned rats.

"You bastard, if you can't hand over the poison, you'll pay with your life!"

The middle-aged man at the head cursed angrily and slapped the village chief away.

This person has the cultivation of fighting spirit, so how can the village chief who only has the cultivation of fighting master be his opponent.

"You bastard, the Poison Dragon Sect really bullies people!"

Seeing the old village chief being slapped away, a group of villagers showed expressions of grief and anger, but no one stood up to resist.

The strongest person in this village is only a peak fighting master, and he is almost helpless against this powerful fighting spirit.

"Go and capture ten beautiful young people and bring them back to the sect elders for their enjoyment."

The leader of the Poison Dragon Sect team laughed evilly, and his men laughed even more cheerfully.

When the elders have finished using it, it's their turn to enjoy it.

Thinking of this, these disciples jumped off the toad's body with lewd smiles.

Compared with their wanton evil, the faces of the villagers were full of despair, and the faces of the beautiful women showed even more frightened expressions.

If there is not enough strength, beauty may not be a good thing sometimes.

"stop!"

An angry shout rang out from the crowd, and then a young man stood up from among them.

"Aren't you afraid of retribution if you do this?"

"Gou baby, dog baby, stop talking!"

A middle-aged man next to the boy pulled the corner of his clothes.

"You are the hope of our village. As long as you can survive, we will still have hope."

However, his words did not stop the young man with an angry look on his face. The young master still stared coldly at the people of the Poison Dragon Sect.

This is the spirit of young people. Although they know there will be danger, they still dare to stand up and rush forward. The funny thing is that in middle age, it is said to be impulsive.

"retribution?"

The middle-aged man sneered, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Sixteen-year-old fighter? I never expected that such a genius could appear in a small Wushan Village.

Fortunately, you stood up, otherwise when you become a Douwang-level warrior in the future, you might really become a disaster for our Poison Dragon Sect!

As for retribution, haha, how can you be afraid of retribution for doing bad things? Since I dare to do evil, I have the consciousness to receive retribution.

In the thousands of mountains in southern Xinjiang, there is no strong person who does not have the blood of others on his hands.

But since you were discovered by me today, I want to get rid of you first, lest you become my retribution in the future! "

The middle-aged man laughed ferociously and walked towards the young man with a huge machete in his hand.