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The ancient battlefield, somewhere.
After fighting for a day and a night, the mirage disappeared, and Chen Wuxian and others suffered more casualties.
They seem to have returned to ancient times and became a pawn in that battle.
Kill kill kill kill kill!
There is nothing to explain, either, he slashed the enemy with a knife in his hand, or he was beheaded with a knife.
This is simply a test of will. Every time you swing a weapon, you no longer use your strength, but your spirit.
If you can't hold on anymore, there is only one dead end!
If it can last, it is just a continuation of the pain, because in this mirage, no one knows how long it will last.
In other words, even Chen Wuxian's eyes of the void couldn't tell whether he had entered an illusory world or returned to the upper reaches of the long river of time, the ancient battlefield.
He looked around, but couldn't see a familiar face, or even feel a familiar breath.
It's as if he fell into a different world alone, but this time the start is on the difficulty of boundless purgatory.
Kill, kill until the body is weak.
To kill, to suffer from the emptiness of the soul.
At this time, in the other corner of this grand battlefield, some monks who followed Chen Wuxiu had collapsed.
There are only two states for them, either they are killed and completely become a corpse, or they are killed to the point of numbness, their minds gradually drift away, and then they leave their bodies and become ancient war spirits in the ancient battlefield forever.
At this moment, a ray of light fell from the sky, and that ray was a brilliant sword.
Boom!
Jianhua smashed through the mirage, Xiaolan fell to the ground with a bang, her whole body was in tatters, and not a few leaves were intact.
Obviously, cutting the mirage with the sword would do him great harm.
But with his arrival, the mirage dissipated for a short time, and Chen Wuxian and others were able to get out of trouble.
"It finally came out, cough cough!" Ji Oran coughed up blood while rubbing his chest. There were more than a thousand wounds all over his body, his trousers had been cut into shorts, and his upper body was even more naked.
Most Hongchen stood upright, with tears in his eyes, "They are all dead"
Those Vulture Sect monks who followed her actually had another identity behind their backs¡ªinner disciples of the Seven Emotions Demon Sect.
Now, they are all dead.
It can be said that the Seven Emotions Demon Sect has suffered a serious setback, and the number of young players has dropped by 1/3.
Chen Wuxian just landed in front of Xiaolan and picked up Xiaolan.
At this moment, Xiaolan's "Heavenly Sword Guanglan" is not worthy of the name, there is no luster flowing at all.
"You saved us?"
Xiaolan sent out a faint thought: "I'm a little sleepy, I want to sleep for a while, take me to find my uncle, he can wake me up, I have to say goodbye to him"
Farewell I'm afraid it's forever!
The power of life and death poured out of Chen Wuxiu's hands, and forcibly kept Xiaolan at the dying moment.
You didn't have to come after me, why bother
Taking Xiaolan away like this, within an hour, Xiaolan's spirituality will completely dissipate.
In other words, he will die!
"No, you saved us, I don't want you to die."
The power of life and death circulation can only be alleviated, and the effect is weak, then
Chen Wuxian thought for a while, and tried to bring Xiaolan into his inner world.
Then put it under the sacred tree, let it enjoy the best nourishment of the inner world.
Then, he got up and called everyone to leave quickly.
But walking a hundred feet away, the mirage behind them reappeared.
At this time, there were only a hundred or so people left around Chen Wuxi, some of them might not have come out, and some might not have followed.
Fortunately, Chu Qingxi, Bai Xiaoqing, Qing Zhao, etc., who have a better relationship with him, are still there.
Otherwise, I'm afraid there will be cracks in his Dao heart.
There is no way to find a way here, no matter which direction you go, there is an inexplicable and strange danger.
"Early death and late death are also death, why should we be frightened?" Someone raised his sword and killed himself.
But as soon as he died, he turned into an ancient war spirit in front of everyone.
"kill!"
With a word popping out of his mouth, he suddenly charged.
However, Chen Wuwu drew out his sword, and Zhixue's clear edge cut through the freshly baked ancient war spirit.
 ?What year is it now? "
Chen Wuwu said: "Now it is"
Yan Yuntian's eyes were full of sadness, "Doesn't even the people of later generations know the age of our generation?"
"You only know the era when the barren race ruled the world, but you don't know that such an era lasted for an era."
"And I am a sinner of the Huangzu, the last Martial God of the Great Wilderness. I shouldn't have gone my own way, and I shouldn't have come to explore this ancient battlefield, causing the inheritance of the Huangzu to decline!"
Speaking of the pain, Yan Yuntian looked up to the sky and screamed, the cascading sound waves went up against the sky, blasting the sky, letting the bloody clouds get out of the way.
His long roar contained power far beyond the comprehension of everyone, and more than a hundred people stood still in place as if petrified.
I'm afraid that if the duration is longer, it will explode and turn into a cloud of blood mist.
Chen WuWai strengthened his energy, his whole body was full of aura, and he said with all his strength: "Senior, please restrain your momentum!"
Hearing this, Yan Yuntian stopped talking, nodded, and stared at Chen Wuxing.
"You are either from the human race or from the demon race, but some people have our blood in them. Unfortunately, it is too complicated to bear the responsibility."
After a pause, he suddenly looked at Chen Wuxian, "You are different."
Yan Yuntian stretched out a palm the size of a cattail fan, and landed on Chen Wuxi's shoulder.
Touch the bone!
Just for a moment, he was surprised.
"Hey, I can't see that your small body has such a strong physical body, not much worse than when I was young."
"Senior is absurd."
Yan Yuntian shook his head, "My vision will never be wrong."
Without waiting for Chen Wuxian to answer, he said again: "Young man, since your bones are so amazing, you are a unique martial arts genius"
Chen Wuxian blinked non-stop, this line is a bit familiar.
There was a distraction in his mind, but he didn't miss the next words, Chen Wuxian secretly sweated.
It's so strange, monks are different.
Chen Wuxian quickly sorted out Yan Yuntian's meaning in his mind:
"He has an unfulfilled wish, and wants to return the most powerful inheritance of the Desolate Race to his tribe, and it is impossible for him to leave this place, so he needs someone to help."
Chen Wuxian was his chosen helper.
The advantage given is that this inheritance will stay in Chen Wuxi, during which Chen Wuxi can learn and comprehend to his heart's content.
However, Chen Wuxian had to hand over this inheritance to one person¡ªthe one who gave Chen Wuxian the black domino, that is, the woodcutter.
Chen Wuxian smiled, "The younger generation takes all the good things. Of course, there is nothing to say. I will definitely help the senior with this matter."
As soon as these words were uttered, there was a mark between Chen Wuxi's eyebrows, it was a black plum blossom, and then it quickly faded away.
He knew: This was probably Yan Yuntian's method to ensure that he would act according to the agreement.
There is nothing wrong with this, Chen Wuxian shook his head and ignored it, then, rubbing his hands together, he said with a smile:
"It's just that the junior would like to ask the senior for a little favor."
Yan Yuntian didn't see any joy or anger, and said calmly: "What's the matter?"
"I also ask the seniors to show the way, we need to leave the ancient battlefield."
"Leave? No, if I could leave this place, I wouldn't have died back then."
"Jedi?"
"It's not a jeopardy. In fact, I have already explored the portal to leave, which is in the most central area. Unfortunately, I was greedy back then. I thought I could leave safely after I found the portal, so I went to look for another opportunity"
Working until death Chen Wuxian was a little ashamed, and didn't know what to say for a while.
Yan Yuntian is an open-minded person, and he didn't hide his embarrassment. After laughing a few times, he pointed to the inside of the scorched land.
"The core area is in this direction, as long as you go all the way along this place, you will be there."
The corners of Chen Wuxiu's mouth twitched, "Senior's cultivation is superb, but I'm afraid the junior and others will fail."
"I, I can take you through this scorched land."
Therefore, Chen Wuxian and others set out on the road again. With Yan Yuntian's escort, this most dangerous section of the road was extremely safe.
After walking for about two days and one night, they reached the edge of the other side of the scorched land. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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