Every time the team advances some distance, the evil energy is stronger by one point.
The members of the Sand Tribes will show inexplicable panic, and some even sit on the ground involuntarily.
It's as if the power has suddenly been drained from the body.
His face was as pale as a blank sheet of paper.
This kind of thing happens frequently to many weaker sand tribes.
But strangely enough, Sasha was completely fine.
Many of those who were stronger than Sasha were not able to avoid the uncomfortable reaction, and how could Sasha not be affected "Don't worry too much, or you'll get yourself in unnecessary trouble."
Bai Ye reminded Hanlin not to pay attention to the Sand Clan, if he let the Sand Clan gain an inch because of this, it would be worth the loss, Bai Ye was unwilling to pay attention to these things, especially when it was about to reach the ancient battlefield, and Bai Ye didn't want to make extraneous branches.
"Brother White Night, what you said is reasonable.
Although curious as to why such a thing happened.
But now it seems that curiosity kills cats.
Han Lin said awkwardly.
The awakening of the white night made Hanlin break out in a cold sweat.
After all, no one wants to take care of troublesome things, and Hanlin is no exception.
"I said Bai Ye, are your hearts made of stone, our Sand Clan used to be Terrans, okay, it's only because of the curse of fate that it has become what it is now, and you Terran monks are seriously capable of reborn monsters.
But our ancestors were also Terran monks, so you can't speak well. ” "If you don't help, you don't explain.
It's too much to be so cynical.
Sasha said as she waved her pink fist, expressing her serious displeasure.
Bai Ye glanced at Sasha, and then looked at Hanlin.
"Since you're so curious about why the Sand Clan Holy Maiden is okay.
In fact, you carefully feel the holy daughter of the Sand tribe and carefully distinguish the difference between her and the Sand tribe.
Maybe you won't know why she doesn't have anything to do with it, and isn't affected by the ancient battlefield.
It's a very simple thing, you don't need me to teach you how to do it.
"White Night.
The white night is up to the end and the matter is explained.
Hanlin knew how to do it.
Looking at the Holy Maiden Sasha, she looked carefully and felt it.
Hanlin really found out that the Holy Maiden Sasha was different from the Sand Clan.
Sasha didn't have that strange aura on her body, and it was exactly the same as the momentum of a Terran monk.
It's almost certain to be the same.
It's just that Hanlin hadn't noticed it before, but now that he has noticed it, it's easy to find out.
"It turns out that the Holy Maiden of the Sand Tribes is a real human race.
No wonder it won't be affected by this.
Hanlin suddenly realized.
"Otherwise, you think that the three thousand Ding Furnace physique, you think that the Flying Immortal physique has been destroyed by the balance of the body, and the body that has been transformed, it is really stupid to be able to appear such a physique, no wonder you will be angrily reprimanded by Bai Ye every time.
IQ is really not enough, hurry up and read more, it will definitely increase brain cells.
The Saint Sasha said unhappily.
A small episode passed.
Along the way, there were members of the Sand Tribe, who collapsed or lost their strength.
But the pace of the whole procession's advance, without the order of the white night, did not stop, but accelerated.
Bai Ye would not choose to wait for the people of the Sand Clan because they lost their strength or stopped moving forward because something happened.
And so it goes.
As a result, the people of the Sand tribe were serious and uncomfortable, and they still had to keep up with the pace, and everyone was very tired and weak.
Especially on the edge of the Ancient Battlefield, their strength was already suppressed by one in ten, and they could only barely keep up with their speed in the White Night.
Fortunately, now White Night finally plans to rest before entering the Ancient Battlefield.
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"All of them stopped moving.
Set up camp on the spot.
A night of recuperation.
After a day of exhaustion, everyone was quite tired.
Such a tired army will only enter and exit the ancient battlefield.
Starting tomorrow, I will really start the journey on the ancient battlefield, and I hope you can all reap a lot of money.
"White Night.
Under the orders of Bai Ye, the people of Hanlin Yuan began to set up camp in an orderly manner, and took out all the tents that had been put away before and rebuilt them.
And the people of the Sand Tribe's brigade, as if they had been amnestied, lay on the ground one by one to feel the sand and gravel, recovering their physical strength and combat strength.
Tomorrow they have to enter the Ancient Battlefield, and they don't have time to recover along the way.
Now that there is finally time, all of them are greedily breathing air, and then regaining their strength.
"Ancient battlefields.
The vicissitudes of life and the quaint atmosphere.
The scene of destruction left here shows that it is not an exaggeration to say that the battle here was devastating.
The space has been broken, and the spatial rift still exists, and you can see the turbulence in the space.
Bai Ye stood on the ancient battlefield and looked out, and said in shock.
White Night thought that time could fix everything.
But when he got here, Hakuya found out that he was wrong.
There are some things or things that time can never fix.
It's like the spatial rifts in the ancient battlefield that span the heavens and the earth, crisscrossing and crisscrossing.
Existing, existing, and time simply cannot erase their traces.
"There is no record of our cultivation realm here.
But.
But there is a legend about this place.
Han Lin stood beside Bai Ye and said with some excitement.
The victor writes history, and the battle of cutting the sky failed, and it is naturally Buddhism that writes history, the spokesperson of those heavenly ways.
But those descendants of the Battle of the Heavens, they must have retained some truths.
And the legends that have been handed down are definitely more true than the history written by Buddhism.
"What legend" Bai Ye asked with a little interest.
Regarding the legends of the cultivation realm, Bai Ye really didn't know a few.
If it is a myth and legend on the earth, White Night has basically been read through books.
"Legend has it that the ancient battlefield was a place of divine warfare.
The battle was fought in the dark, and it took hundreds of years for the battle to end.
It was also because of that battle that the immortal realm and the cultivation realm were divided.
Legend has it that there were only three realms in heaven and earth back then, because that battle was divided into the immortal realm, the cultivation realm, and countless dimensional worlds. ” "But whether it's true or not, there's no way to verify.
Because from the historical record, this war did not exist at all. ” Hanlin told the legends he had heard.
Seriously, Han Lin was also skeptical.
After all, there is no wind and no waves, and such a legend cannot appear out of thin air.
"These are true.
I don't know exactly what to do.
But history has always been written by the victors, used to confuse all beings.
Buddhism, as the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao, won that battle, and naturally smeared those who opened the heavens for the sake of all beings in heaven and earth. ” To be continued
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