Takesheng temporarily gave up looking for traces of spatial cracks.
With her understanding of the ring, it seemed beyond the power of the ring.
For the first time, it was the light gate of the Xuanyan Secret Realm that closed at the fingertips, and the ring immediately opened a new spatial exit.
This should be because of the short distance and short time.
The second time, she was with Chong Xin, and she inadvertently entered the fairy power, and the ring explored Chong Xin's little Qiankun by itself.
She guessed that this should be because Chong Xin came in and out frequently, and the boundary wall between Xiao Qiankun and Jiuhuan became thinner, and she happened to hug Chong Xin tightly, and the ring happened to be close to the thin place of this boundary wall.
Now, none of them are met.
She searched in vain back and forth in the air, but the ring did not respond.
Takesheng stayed in place for three days, and on the fourth day, she met the demons.
They were all low-level monsters born of their own accord from the thick and dead air, black and black, with no spiritual intelligence at all, only the instinct to kill and eat.
Takesheng cleaned up the monsters, randomly chose a direction, and decided to explore that side.
From here, it seems to be about the same, so it is natural for Takesheng to feel that her choice is purely random.
She didn't realize that there was no such thing as "random" in some of the choices made by an atmospheric transporter like her.
Zhusheng is moving in the direction of the ancient battlefield, and the very center of the ancient battlefield is the Great Array of Prisoner Immortals.
Zhusheng cleaned up the monsters all the way, and she was in a different situation from Qingjun at that time.
Qingjun walked leisurely and slowly explored the Demon Domain.
Zhusheng was looking for an opportunity to leave, and she was in a hurry, very quickly, because she didn't just need to leave here, she also needed to find the pupil.
Takesheng arrived at the Ancient Battlefield four months later.
It took Qingjun several years to turn over the ancient battlefield, and the bones of the strongest demons were all taken away by her.
But she also caused many bones to be stripped of the stone skin condensed by dead air, revealing the true face inside.
So Takesheng looked at the plain from the standing rock, and was greatly shocked.
She was a warrior who fought at the forefront of the battle between humans and alien races.
She could tell at a glance that this was the battlefield.
There was no life here, not even monsters dared to approach.
The battlefield is also a graveyard.
Brave warriors were buried here along with their enemies.
The plain has no end in sight, empty and desolate.
In front of Zhusheng's eyes, he couldn't help but recall the continuous military tents he saw in the illusion of the Divine Palace, those sharp and domineering and proud coercion.
She suddenly understood what kind of war it was.
O mighty and proud monks, they went out with the long heavens and never returned.
The knife-like cold wind blew across Takesheng's cheeks, making a terrible sound like a whimper.
The blue blade wept in the wind.
It is already the natal magic weapon of Zhusheng, and it is connected to the soul of Zhusheng.
Its sorrow hit the bamboo like a tidal wave.
Zhu Sheng covered his heart.
She tightened her breasts and landed on the plains, holding Biblade in her arms.
"Don't cry," she soothed it gently.
The Blade's wail fluctuated, and Takesheng communicated with it, and she followed its wishes in a certain direction.
She didn't fly, she walked on her feet like a mortal, and she looked down through her cavernous ribs.
To these warriors of ancient times, give her the greatest respect she can give.
She walked for a few days and finally stopped somewhere.
There was only black dirt and rock, but the cry of the Blue Blade came to an abrupt end, silent as death.
"Is this the case?"
asked Takeyu.
She lifted her hand and flicked her fingers to the ground.
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With a "boom", the earth and rocks splashed, and a large pit appeared on the ground, in which the white bones accumulated from 10,000 years ago were buried.
One of those bones was different, buried in the soil for 10,000 years, still as white as jade, and even glowing faintly.
At first glance, it is the skeleton of a powerful man in the Convergence Period.
The moment he saw the skeleton, the deathly silent Blue Blade let out a wail.
It was contained in the sea of bamboo's qi, and suddenly it glowed blue.
This light directly hit the spirit of Takebu who was connected to it.
Zhusheng only felt a "buzz" in his head, and then lost consciousness.
Since then, Zhusheng has been dreaming.
The dreams were fragmented, incoherent, just scattered images.
She saw the demon cultivator wrapped in black mist around her, it was a powerful demon cultivator she had never seen before in Jiuhuan.
Ten thousand years ago, not only monks were stronger than they are now, but even monsters were stronger than they are now.
She saw her partner.
Some are humans, some are demons, and there are no male and female spirit races, regardless of race, those who can follow all the way to this decisive battle are the top powerhouses.
Takesheng saw too many tense battles in those images that made it impossible to breathe.
Although the picture is messy and broken, she is still fascinated.
Slowly, she realized that what she was seeing was a fixed perspective.
At first, she thought it was the perspective and memory of the Great Companion Stage.
From the grief with which Biblade saw him or her, it was not difficult to guess that one had once been its owner.
But slowly, she realized that this perspective was strange.
Finally, when she saw the face of a monk in a shaky picture, she finally understood that this was the perspective of the blue blade.
This is the memory of the Blue Blade.
The Blue Blade was once an ancient god.
Takesheng had dreamed of the memories of the Blue Blade before, but this time was very different.
In this dream, Biblade was much more depressed, as if there was something he was afraid of, unwilling to think about it.
In this dream, Takesheng learned so much that she desperately studied and memorized until a white light appeared.
Zhusheng saw the air currents swirling in the sky, and she felt the breath of the Nine Universes, and she also felt the terrifying energy that seemed to destroy everything.
When the energy accumulated to a certain point, a white light came from the very center of the battlefield, and it exploded in an instant, sweeping the entire battlefield in an instant, and no one had time to escape.
After the white light, there was not a single living life on the entire battlefield.
The blade was stuck in the dirt, right next to his master's corpse.
They all died, including human cultivators, demon cultivators, spiritual cultivators, and even demon cultivators.
They didn't die on the battlefield, they died in the terrible white light.
This is the end of the battle to destroy demons.
The blade was alone in the dirt.
The wind in the Demon Realm is as cold as a knife, and sometimes there are hurricanes, which can even blow a mountain of dirt flat, and can also pile up a small mountain bag on the flat ground.
Biblade and his master were gradually buried.
The entire battlefield was gradually buried.
Later memories Takesheng had seen before, Bi Blade was trapped in the Demon Domain, trapped for too long, and the once civilized mind gradually degenerated, and the body was also on the verge of death.
Until an evil cultivator who came to the Demon Realm to hunt for treasure came here and brought him back to Jiuhuan.
Takebu understood.
The burst of white light is the deepest memory that Biblade doesn't want to recall.
That might not even be a memory of the Blade.
Because in the last moment, the blue blade and its owner were not only connected to the gods, they were even completely connected.
So the last moment of emotion of its owner was poured out to him.
He was determined to die, and followed the strong man in his heart to fight all the way to this ancient battlefield.
He was never afraid of death.
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But the way he died was too different from what he expected.
His emotions in the last moments before his death were transmitted to Bi Blade.
The Blue Blade buried it deeply.
He was trapped in the Demon Domain, lost his life cycle, and was almost dying.
Although fortunately he did not die, he lost his mind and degenerated like a confused old man.
The old man could no longer express himself clearly, but those memories were hidden in the deepest part of his soul. 10,000 years later, Biblade has a new owner.
In the sea of bamboo's qi, the blue blade is nourished and refined by the immortal power of bamboo day and night.
Those memories gradually came back.
Finally, when it revisited the old place, when it saw the skeleton of the owner again, those memories exploded and passed on to Takesheng.
When Takebu opened his eyes, he saw black dirt.
She didn't move, just looked at the dirt.
She knew that under the dirt, the remains of countless warriors were buried.
Takesheng burst into tears.
"Bastard" she wept and gritted her teeth.
"Yo, cry," a man's voice said.
There was even a hint of laughter in that voice.
Zhu Sheng slowly turned his head, and first saw the gloomy sky that was as dark as dusk.
She continued to turn her head and saw a man lying sideways.
In fact, it wasn't the man who fell sideways, it was because Zhusheng was lying on the ground, so in her perspective, the man became sideways.
Zhusheng got up and looked at the man: "Changtian" Although he has the same face as Chong Xin, Zhusheng will never mistake him for Chong Xin.
Changtian hooked the corners of his mouth.
He sat on a rock, crossed on his knees, his chin in one hand, and happily responded, "Well, it's me." ” Zhusheng looked at him for a while, and he couldn't feel the breath of life, this was a divine thought.
The divine thought seemed to want to say something to her, but it didn't have time.
Because Zhusheng had already sacrificed the blue blade, the blue blade roared and slashed at him, killing the divine thought.
Otherwise, the anger in Takesheng's chest could not be calmed.
In fact, it was not Takesheng's anger, it was the anger of a monk who fell here 10,000 years ago, using the blue blade as a medium to temporarily occupy Takesheng's chest.
After killing the divine thought and dissolving the anger in her heart, Bi Blade finally calmed down, and Zhusheng finally recovered to herself.
Her chest heaved slightly, but she could only sigh as she held the blue blade in her arms.
"You're too reckless, I have a lot to ask him" The blue blade hummed and disappeared from her arms, returning to the sea of qi.
Zhu Sheng sighed and didn't blame Bi Blade again.
She turned her head and looked in a certain direction.
Her feet stepped out of the way and walked in that direction.
There, the center of the battlefield, is where the white light erupts.
Zhusheng walked and walked and walked until he came to a certain place and stopped.
"Why stop" A man who looked exactly like Chong Xin appeared not far in front of her.
Takesheng's eyes changed.
She said, "If you go any further, I'll probably die." ” The man put his fist to his lips and chuckled: "I still want to lure you in, so you know." ” Takebu asked, "What is this?"
"Array."
The man said, "This is a prison immortal. ” Ten thousand years ago, the aura of heaven and earth was disordered, and tens of thousands of ancient monks were killed in the Great Immortal Prison Array.
Zhusheng's gaze was cold.
"Who are you?"
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