簠簋fugui puff He casually smashed the unformed soul floating in front of him into pieces, and it suddenly turned into a wisp of green smoke in his palm, and a cold and cold aura floated in the void.
The entire Dagui Wasteland seemed very quiet.
Everything was covered in mist in all directions.
It was difficult to see the surrounding scenes clearly.
The deeper you went, the thicker the fog became.
Even the fog here had the effect of hindering your spiritual will.
Function, with his perfect spiritual will in the realm of heaven and human, he can only feel the scene a hundred feet away.
In the barren mountains and ridges, all the ancient trees have withered, leaving only the rotten trunks.
Brown and yellow sedges are spread on the ground.
The vitality here is very weak.
Along the way, there were more and more ghosts.
The vitality exuded by Qing Yanghuan and the two men was like the blazing sun in this misty and gloomy world, attracting the wandering ghosts.
Puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff However, the strength of these ghosts was too weak, and they were melted into nothingness by the blazing blood emanating from Qingyang Huan before they even got close.
"You noticed it too" Crossing a withered barren mountain, Qingyang Huan stopped in his tracks, and the holy-faced goddess who followed behind him also stopped in his tracks.
"It's so weird.
Ghosts are ghost spirits.
They are naturally cold and even dark, exuding evil.
Why is there a hint of holiness in the coldness of the ghosts here?"
The Holy Face Goddess hummed softly, with a trace of doubt in her beautiful eyes.
Along the way, the two of them annihilated many ghosts.
Even ghosts with comparable combat power to the totem were killed.
Two of them were suppressed.
"Ah Huan, you are so stupid, just catch me and ask."
The next moment, a small purple body emerged from the arms of the Holy Face Goddess and said nonchalantly.
Qingyanghuan directly chose to ignore Zi'er's unreliable words, and the little guy didn't care either.
He retracted his head into the arms of the holy goddess and fell asleep.
"The Dagui Wasteland has existed for such a long time, but this phenomenon has not been discovered."
"There are some records in the clan about the Great Gui Wasteland, saying that this was the former clan land of an ancient race.
However, when the human race occupied this wilderness, this race had been destroyed for a long time, and there was no mention of the ghost belt derived from this place.
"It's sacred, maybe it has something to do with the ancient battlefield that opened there."
The goddess frowned, with a flash of autumn crystal in the corner of her eyes.
Holiness and evil exist in opposition to each other, but here they coexist so steadily.
It seems unreasonable but is so harmonious.
For the human race, the so-called holiness refers more to the solemnity and solemnity of worshiping ancestors, but at this moment, he also felt this aura from the ghost in front of him.
"Walk" Without hesitation, the two of them looked at each other.
They came here for the opened ancient battlefield to see if they could find an opportunity to advance in martial arts.
As they went deeper into the wasteland, they also felt the aura of other human races.
The weak one was just an ordinary totem state, while the strong one restrained his aura and walked in the dark.
There was no intersection with each other, and they were all heading deep into the center of the wasteland.
Go everywhere.
In just half a day, Qingyang Huan felt hundreds of auras passing by around him, none of which fell into the totem realm.
There were even several auras that he couldn't even detect.
At least they had entered the true realm.
The second step of the great warrior.
This method of transforming a strong man into a completely flesh-and-blood person has exceeded the judgment of his current strength.
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"The ancient battlefield of Fugui has been open for four months now.
Eight people have gained great fortune, and the most powerful one has obtained a jar of divine liquid.
He can transform the realm of incarnation directly from outside the body and transform the void into reality to derive flesh and blood.
Then he entered the Realm of Death, broke through two heavenly barriers in one fell swoop, and became a great martial artist in the third step of Shinichi.
If we can also get such a fortune, wouldn't it mean that martial arts will also advance by leaps and bounds?"
"Come on, that was old news from last month.
Who doesn't know that six days ago, Xiantian Wujiu of the Xiantianhou tribe, a great warrior at the second level of the True First Realm, found a sacrificial ruins deep in the ancient battlefield, and obtained Got an ancient artifact”
ancient utensils The warriors shuttled through the mist, and the spiritual will between them shuttled through the void.
Qingyang Huan could easily understand everything.
At this moment, he couldn't help but feel frightened.
The ancient weapons in the wilderness of mountains and seas were not weapons that had gone through a long period of time and could be called ancient weapons.
Only weapons forged using ancient methods can be called ancient weapons.
Over the long years, weapons made using ancient methods have been lost to the ages.
Most of the ancient weapons that exist in the wilderness today are excavated from ancient ruins.
And out.
Compared with today's earthly soldiers, heavenly soldiers, and even the killings of kings' soldiers, ancient artifacts are more in line with the Tao and all methods.
Rumor has it that in the ancient and desolate era, it was easier to manifest the myriad ways of heaven and earth at that time, and it was much easier for martial arts to understand Taoism than it is now.
Therefore, when forging weapons, the ancestors paid more attention to integrating the understanding of Tao and Dharma.
"Xiantian Wujiu has received great fortune, and Yao Tianyao of the Keystone Hou tribe also had a good chance.
He met a great ghost whose combat power reached the third step of the True First Realm.
Although he suffered serious injuries in the end, he was able to calm down.
After killing the great ghost and gaining the blessing of the ghost's whole body, maybe not long after, our Wan Qiong will have another great warrior of the third step or even the fourth step."
"Yes, ghosts contain death energy, and the body gathers mysterious death energy.
Their cultivation is somewhat opposite to ours, which is reincarnation from the dead.
The rumored ghost king has completely transformed into a living body, a body of flesh and blood, and real flesh and blood.
There is no difference between the living beings.
Hunting down a ghost with a combat power comparable to the third step, seizing its entire body, confirming each other, and deducing the mysteries of life and death directly, it may not be impossible to directly break through the fate of life and death and step into the true one self. " Sensing the passing warriors around them, Qingyang Huan and Sheng Yan looked at each other, each seeing a hint of caution deep in the other's pupils.
They still have a place in Yaoshan, but they have to be careful when they come here.
Although the Yaoshan True Realm exists, there are not many of them.
Most of them are the older generation of warriors who have lived for hundreds or thousands of years.
The existence of the ancestors of various tribes is very small.
He rarely appears in the eyes of outside warriors.
The Great Gui Wasteland is very vast.
The place where the ancient battlefield appears is said to be the center of the Great Gui Wasteland, but in fact it is not the most central place.
Otherwise, there would be no place for these Totem Realm and True First Realm warriors.
There is a ghost king in the center of Dagui Wasteland, and even the king dare not go deep into it easily.
After traveling hundreds of miles into the barren land again, a large and strong tree appeared on the barren mountain in front of Qingyang Huan.
These trees are not the same as the ancient trees in the wild mountains and wilderness outside.
There are only trunks shining with brilliant colors, exuding vitality, but there are no leaves hanging on them.
"After crossing this colorful ancient forest, you will arrive at the entrance of the Fugui Ancient Battlefield."
Even so, both Qingyanghuan and Shengyan Tiannv stopped.
The bright ancient forest in front of them was filled with intoxicating beauty, but it was a deadly battlefield.
Not far away from them, a branch shining with colorful light was like a sharp sword, piercing the chest of a human warrior and nailing the human warrior to the branch.
Looking around, the ground near the ancient forest was stained with blood, with dead bones and broken animal robes covering the ground.
It was obvious that no one knew how many people had been buried.
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Gudonggudonggudong The body of the human warrior who had lost his vitality kept shaking, and his blood was drawn away from the colorful branches.
After absorbing the blood, the colorful ancient trees became more and more dazzling.
"Death Colorful Ancient Tree" The Holy Face Goddess looked at the gorgeous ancient wood in front of her and said softly: "It is recorded in the ancient jade books of the clan that this kind of ancient wood is a kind of spiritual tree of heaven and earth.
It is born with death energy.
It did not live in the wild mountains and rivers at the beginning.
Instead, he lived on the stars in the outer starry sky.
Later, stars fell from the sky, and then fell into the mountains and seas. " "The seven colors are not the pinnacle transformation of the Ancient Death Tree.
It is rumored that the pinnacle Ancient Death Tree can derive the eighteen colors of the world.
It is the real death between heaven and earth.
Even if the emperor comes near, he will be sucked into a mummy."
"It is rumored that a fifteen-color ancient tree of death once appeared in the boundless starry sky, sucking up all the vitality of the entire star field.
The most bizarre thing is that they contain death energy and are dead things.
If you want to live, you need to Absorb vitality and live by absorbing the vitality of other living beings.”
"Therefore, it is said in the wilderness that the brilliance and splendor of the ancient dead trees are the last brilliance of life."
call out In an instant, the colorful ancient tree of death seemed to sense two blazing vitalities in front of it.
A sharp and dazzling brilliance pierced through the fog in the sky and shot towards the two of them.
Clang Qingyang Huan stretched out his big hand and hit the incoming brilliance.
Suddenly gold and iron clashed, the void shook, and the colorful light dispersed, revealing a branch of an ancient dead tree.
"It's so hard, it's comparable to a heavenly weapon.
No wonder it can pierce the body of a totem-level warrior."
Feeling the place of collision, a faint breath of death lingers.
This breath carries a feeling of decadence, despair, and darkness.
If an ordinary warrior were not to mention being touched by the Ancient Death Tree, but simply surrounded by its aura, they would completely lose hope of living and choose to commit suicide.
"Let's go" Suddenly, Qingyanghuan turned his head and took the hand of Shengyan Tiannu.
Shengyan Tiannv's delicate body trembled immediately and she wanted to break away.
However, Qingyanghuan seemed to have made up his mind, and his big hand was like a blazing wave.
The volcano emitted scorching heat, tightly wrapping the jade hand.
Unable to break free, Shengyan Tiannu was dragged by Qingyang Huan into the ancient forest of death in front of her.
The colorful ancient tree of death may be able to break through the body of a totem realm warrior, but it is not enough for him.
Boo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo Two blazing rays of vitality entered the forest, immediately causing the colorful dead ancient trees to appear.
Like the cracked and dry earth encountering nectar, branches pierced the void from all directions, intertwined and formed a formation, piercing through.
Clang Clang Clang Clang Clang Holding the saint-faced goddess with one hand, Qingyang Huan struck down with the other hand repeatedly, blasting away these ancient wood branches that were as hard as heavenly soldiers, and pushed them forward.
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