On the island.

More and more human races are coming to this place to teleport magic circles to defend against the enemy.

From thousands to tens of thousands.

Here are the Taoist realm, the meridian realm, the air realm, and the Taoist realm cultivators.

Among them, the Yukong Realm is mostly the Yukong Realm, while the Dao Shen Realm is relatively small.

The one in the lead turned out to be from the Golden God Realm?

This person should be the leader of this tribe. He has a mid-stage cultivation level in the Golden God Realm. He is the strongest person on this island and the only human race who has reached the Golden God Realm.

Looking at the entire island with spiritual consciousness, there is no one in the realm of the Tribulation God.

Fang Lang sighed in disappointment. It seemed that this secret human tribe was still too weak and not enough to lead the human tribe out of the mountains.

It is not realistic to unite them to resist this demon world, because it is too weak.

Soon, the tribe's clan leader arrived first.

The person who came had a square face, a strong face, a knife-cut face, was wearing a beast suit, tall, and looked like a middle-aged man.

At this time, his six-foot golden body was wide open, and his light shone brightly, rushing towards Fang Lang at a very fast speed.

"Who is the monster? You dare to trek into the territory of our human race!!" The sound of people coming was like a bell. After the loud shout, he was stunned.

Because he saw Fang Lang's face.

"Heaven... Lord Tianzun!"

The clan leader was stunned for a long time and could not come back to his senses for a long time.

Looking at Fang Lang carefully, the clan leader rubbed his eyes from time to time, thinking that he had read it wrong.

This deep eyes as deep as stars, and this extraordinary and unparalleled appearance stands there like a handsome immortal, exactly like the heavenly master in the portrait!

Soon, hundreds of people from the Taoist Divine Realm arrived.

They rushed straight towards them with an angry look on their faces, but they stopped abruptly after seeing Fang Lang.

Immediately afterwards, the monks who opened their veins and obstructed the air arrived one after another. After seeing Fang Lang, the guys in their hands fell all over the floor.

"Tianzun! It's the Lord Tianzun!"

Among the tens of thousands of monks, I don’t know who shouted, which made everyone come back to their senses and wake up like a dream.

Isn’t this the Lord Tianzun they are looking forward to day and night?

The Heavenly Lord is back!

For a moment, excitement and high emotions spread.

The Heavenly Lord is the belief of their human race, and the appearance of the Heavenly Lord has long been depicted.

Anyone here, from the patriarch to the women and children, doesn’t know the appearance of the Heavenly Lord.

However, the portrait is always a portrait, and it is impossible to describe the extraordinary temperament of the Heavenly Lord, so that at the beginning, the three or five tribesmen did not recognize it for a while, thinking that an enemy was attacking.

Among all, the clan leader Hong Tian and the tribesmen in the Taoist God realm had seen the Heavenly Lord.

It was the Tianzun who brought them and their tribe here.

The voice, appearance, smile and words are still in my ears.

How could they admit their mistakes?

It's only three hundred years ago that they have never seen the Heavenly Lord again. See you again at this moment, and flash a moment.

When they came to their senses, they were already in tears.

Everyone fell to the ground in unison, fell to the ground, and said in unison.

"Welcome to the Heavenly Lord!"

"Welcome to the Heavenly Lord!"

Many people lie on the ground and tremble their bodies. This tremor is excitement and tears.

It has been three hundred years since they thought the Heavenly Lord was no longer in the world, but they did not know that the Heavenly Lord had returned!

The excitement continued, continued.

At this time, Fang Lang looked at everyone and said, "Where is the patriarch?"

"I'm here." Hong Tian quickly got up and went up to meet him.

Fang Lang looked at Hong Tian, ​​but did not speak, but kept scanning his experience notes with his eyes.

Anything can be done after you have understood it first. This has always been Fang Lang's style of doing things.

Hong Tian has been practicing for four hundred years now. Three hundred years ago, in order to protect his tribe, he retreated into the depths of the mountains, resisting the demon clan alone, delaying time.

When he was about to be killed, the Heavenly Lord saved him.

The Heavenly Lord not only saved him, but also opened up this pure land for the human race, so that the human race could continue to be civilization.

Hong Tian had followed Tianzun back then, and he was also the one he had instructed.

At that time, Tianzun opened up three major areas, all in this endless sea area.

That is, three islands with similar terrain.

These three islands all have teleportation arrays, which lead to different regions of the primitive mountains. At the same time, there are teleportation arrays between these three islands.

This is equivalent to finding a hidden tribe, which is equivalent to finding the other two major tribes. This is much easier, Fang Lang thought so.

In other words, there is another hidden magic array on this island that can directly access the other two tribes.

There is a teleportation array, but it takes a lot of spiritual power to open it once. Any time you open it, you must gather the power of the whole clan and huge spiritual stones, because it is millions of miles away from the primitive mountain range.

At the same time, it is hundreds of thousands of miles away from the other two tribes, so the spiritual power required is so huge that they cannot frequently open the magic array.

They always remember what the Heavenly Lord taught, manage the human race well, develop the human race, and continue the human civilization from generation to generation.

Due to the limitations of magic circles, they usually go to the primitive mountains once every four or five years to bring the human races scattered with cultivation talents back to the islands and cultivate them well.

Here they have human cultivation techniques and magic passed down by the Heavenly Lord, which can better cultivate human powerhouses.

At the same time, there is an ancient spiritual gathering array set up by the Heavenly Lord back then, which can gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Moreover, it is very safe and does not have to be displaced, so it is very suitable for cultivation.

However, the territory here is limited and resources are limited, and it is impossible to provide more monks with practice, so other solutions can only be used.

On this hidden island, any monk who has reached a bottleneck will be sent to the major scattered tribes of the primitive mountains.

First, we will protect them so that the scattered tribes can survive better, improve their survival rates, and strengthen the human race.

Secondly, we will make room for the rising stars and allow more juniors to enter this secret island to practice.

Only by entering and leaving can the number of human monks continue to increase and strengthen the human power.

After these three hundred years of rest and recuperation, the number of human race has also increased a lot.

This tribe leader Hong Tian counts the population every few years.

These three hidden tribes have a total of one million people, and there are seven million human tribes scattered outside.

They scattered all over the primitive mountains.

In recent years, as the demon tribe has made a comeback and has begun to capture it, the number of human tribes has begun to decline again.

According to past experience, if it continues to decrease like this every year, the number of people who have finally grown over the past three hundred years will be defeated back to their original form.

Once it is reduced to the same number, it will not decrease again, because as the number of human races decreases, the probability of being captured by demons decreases. After all, this primitive mountain range is vast and it is not so easy to find people.

The human race lives in this mountain range, and its population is growing slowly because it is necessary to deal with ferocious beasts from nature at all times.

Many tribes are often attacked by monsters, and even destroyed by monster groups, and there are many people every year.

In this mountain range, the pressure of survival is already great, and now there is an extra demon clan, which makes people feel extremely suffocated.

With this demon clan here, the human clan is always being pressed and beaten, and it improves slightly, and will soon be knocked back to its original form.

The extra population often gives heads to the demon clan.

At that time, the Heavenly Lord left many spiritual weapons for the human race, but now the number of human race monks has doubled, and there is no way to get a single soldier for one person.

Therefore, most of the human monks are still bachelors and have no handy spiritual weapons available.

This is why the scene just now came about, picking up the iron pole to defend the enemy directly.

Poor.

This is Fang Lang’s evaluation of the human race here.

As poor as the Tianshan Sect at the time, it was just about patching.

But this is also helpless.

This area is occupied by the demon race, leaving the living space for the human race is already small.

All resources are controlled in the hands of the demon race, what will the human race do?

Moreover, even if you find one or two spiritual ores in the primitive mountains, you can only use it as self-sufficient, for cultivation and to open the teleportation array.
To be continued...