buzz buzz The blue passage became more and more turbulent, and warriors were constantly being blasted out of the secret realm.
One after another, embarrassed, bloody figures fell to the ground.
The remaining blood energy made the surrounding warriors look frightened.
The conquest in the secret realm was obviously beyond imagination.
It was unknown how many blood and bones would be buried inside.
Some of the young warriors who came out earlier couldn't help but feel a little lucky when they saw the young warriors who were kicked out later.
Even those warriors who were blasted out by Qingyang Huan were very happy.
At least they did not lack arms or legs.
Although they gained nothing from the Xuhai Secret Realm this time, at least they would still have a chance in the future.
However, those who were seriously injured and had broken arms and limbs As a warrior, I don’t know what the future of martial arts will be like.
"No, none of these little guys who came out are contaminated with alien aura.
They were all eliminated by conquering each other."
In the void, among the figures sitting on the nine stone chairs, the Lord Jianji Mountain has rays of light splashing in his eyes.
He stares at the passage that is constantly flashing with light.
His eyes are like sharp swords, which makes people dare not look directly.
"What happened in the secret realm" Compared to ordinary warriors, as the top experts in Lashan, they know far more than others.
The Xuhai Secret Realm is both a place of creation and a place of burial.
At this moment, several figures were all looking towards Lashan Zhenjiang, which was surrounded by the blazing sun.
However, the light was as blazing as the tide, and the sun was high in the sky.
They could not see clearly the figure of Master Zhenjiang in the middle of the sun.
Only the Qingniu Tomb, Elder Que, and the elder of the Youchao clan remained unchanged.
Elder Que's voice suddenly sounded, saying: "With us here, even if something happens in the secret realm, we are not afraid."
At this moment, several figures looked at Elder Que, feeling uneasy for some reason.
"Could it be" The eyes of several Totem Realm experts flickered for a long time, and then they stopped speaking.
They looked at the twisted passages and said nothing.
In the secret realm of Xuhai.
Under the guidance of the stone spear, Qingyang Huan finally came to the lower mountain range corresponding to the Gou She Ban.
This is an undulating mountain range, in the shape of hills.
The mountains are like a dragon lying in the coils.
At first glance, they exude a vast and heavy aura. .
"This is the place where foreigners are banned" Standing on the top of an ancient mountain outside this mountainous area, Qingyanghuan looked down at this stretch of mountain forest, like a crouching wild dragon.
Even though he tried his best to see clearly, there was always a layer of veil between him.
Hard to see through.
"Earth Qi Dragon Vein" For some reason, such words came to Qingyang Huan's mind.
The rich essence of heaven and earth in the Xuhai secret realm is all related to this mountain range that is like a wild dragon.
"This is Yin Qi" Walking through the jungle, when Qingyang Huan walked into the outskirts of this ancient mountain forest, a faint chill rose from the earth.
The forest here was several times darker than other places.
The dark ancient trees are scattered, there are giant pythons entwining the giant trees in the wild forest, and colorful tigers lying on the boulders.
Countless ferocious beasts are just silent here, but there is no life at all.
These ferocious beasts have been drained of their vitality, leaving only empty shells. call
After walking for less than half an hour, the surrounding wind howled and rubbed against the decaying forest, but there was still no life at all.
Not far in front of him, more than a dozen figures stood like this, their tattered beast robes dancing in the cold wind. mummy These figures belonging to the human race are the young warriors who entered the secret realm this time.
Their bodies under the beast robes are shriveled and dark, their eyes are hollow, and the evil wind has blown away their vitality.
"The people suppressing here are the Netherworld Ghost Clan" In the dimness, Qingyang Huan's eyes flashed with a faint light, and he couldn't help but said in a low voice: "Is it the Nether Clan?"
"No, the ghost tribe and the underworld tribe were the same race a long time ago.
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They both lived in the Nine Netherworld.
Even in the ancient times, the ghost tribe and our human tribe had a period of peace.
After the death of our human tribe's warriors, their souls were immortal and were affected by the ghost tribe.
She even reincarnated and came back, but no one knew what happened, and there was a complete break between the two clans."
"ancient times" "It has been too long.
This ancient land has experienced too many disputes.
Countless races have competed for the world.
There once was such an era, our own era of the human race.
It was the era of the human race."
"The world is supreme in the human era" There was horror in his eyes.
Regarding Shi Mao's words, Qingyang Huan did not feel that they were false.
He didn't know what a glorious world it was in the human era.
There was solemnity in his eyes, and the dim forest around him seemed even quieter.
The dark ancient trees as thick as tens of feet were as curved as dragons, and even the golden crows from the outside could hardly shine through here.
The further he moved forward, the more corpses he saw of young human warriors.
In just half an hour, there were already twenty or thirty shriveled bones.
This is just the road he walked.
The surrounding ancient forest is too big.
I don’t know how many people are buried here.
Just as Sable snorted before, why should he clear the place?
In the end, he is fighting for the leader and is not strong. will naturally be eliminated.
In the darkness, Qingyang Huan's body turned into a stream of light, walking through the gaps between ancient trees.
The roar of the wind shattered the withered trees.
After a moment, when he stopped, he found that he could no longer tell the way he came. , all sides look the same.
"Human race, you are the first to go this far."
Some ethereal sounds sounded from every corner of the forest, and the dark wind howled, blowing the broken forest debris.
"It's a pity that you are all going to die.
Only blood and bones can wash away the hatred for the long years of suppression by my Ghost Expulsion Department."
In an instant, the dark wind whipped up, making Qingyang Huan feel a sudden chill all over his body.
When the blood flowed through his body, he realized that a dark and illusory shadow was condensed in front of his eyes.
The dark shadow, and a pair of beating ghost flames in his eyes. . boom He punched out without hesitation, and the ghostly shadow melted into nothingness.
In an instant, the dark ancient forest was filled with ghosts and shadows, and he was suddenly surrounded.
The ghosts transformed between reality and illusion, and had no entity at all.
"there" In the darkness, there were ghosts and shadows like a tide, and Qingyang Huan's eyes burst out with two golden lights, piercing the void.
The golden light penetrated, and all the ghosts in front of him melted into nothingness.
His body turned into a blur of light, breaking through the entangled dead branches, and the golden war spear appeared and penetrated a rotten ancient tree.
puff The sound of tearing sounded, the ancient wood collapsed, and an illusory shadow struggled, gradually turning from illusory to solid.
The manifested ghost tribe had six black horns on its head, and its arms were covered with fine scales.
The body that was pierced by the war spear, and the two flickering will-o'-the-wisps were extinguished at this moment, leaving only two dark holes
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