Chapter 337: Ancient Battlefield

"Of course, in the ancient battlefield, in addition to the threats from many ancient creatures, there are more threats from other forces and other monks!"

"There are a lot of sectarian gates in the heavens, and there are countless powerful ones. There are also nine top powers to dominate the sacred sky! The strength of my big week can only send fifty people into the ancient battlefield, but some super sects, or powerful dynasties, Hundreds and thousands of people can be sent to the battlefields of ancient times! "

Although psychologically prepared, hearing this, most monks on the fourth list still showed shocking eyes.

This means that if in the battlefield in the ancient times, if these fifty people were in conflict with these forces, they would probably be killed by the other party!

You know, in the ancient battlefield, it was extremely cruel, without any rules and restrictions. If you didn't agree, you might fight, and even a treasure could be killed!

If Kaimai Dan is found, a **** battle will definitely erupt!

Kaimai Dan is a rare panacea for monks who build foundations. The continent has long been lost.

You know, there are eight spiritual veins in the monk. The more difficult it is to get through to the back, like the seventh and eighth meridians, if you do n’t use external force, it is difficult to get through.

But if you swallow a Kaimai Dan, the probability of getting through is much greater.

The better the Kaimai Dan's fineness and the higher the grade, the greater the probability of getting through.

"Of course, real treasures, panacea, magic tricks, and even congenital artifacts can only exist in the depths of the ancient battlefield. Therefore, the deepest part of the ancient battlefield is the most dangerous place! There are not only strong factions there The disciples will inherit the pure blood, and the deepest ancient creatures are the strongest and the most terrifying. Do n’t go deep into the ancient battlefield! "

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

This means that as long as they do not enter the depths of the ancient battlefield, they will be relatively safe.

Of course, this is only relatively speaking.

You know, the creatures in the ancient battlefields usually fall asleep.

When the ancient battlefield opens, many ancient souls will also wake up, and the monks invading from all over the continent are rare fresh blood for them, and they will surely kill!

Nine monks stood behind Ji Yaoxue, and Zhou Tianzi pointed to one of them and said, "This is Jiang Yu, the six-veined monk and the leader of your trip. He has entered the ancient battlefield ten years ago and is alive. Back. Whether it is experience or strength, you must be better than you. You just listen to his arrangements. "

"What more doubt do you have?" Zhou Tianzi looked around and asked Shen.

Someone asked, "How did the ancient battlefields form?"

Zhou Tianzi slowly said: "According to legend, the ancient battlefield is a broken world after a war in ancient times. There are countless ancient ancestors, strong men, fierce beasts, and demons. So in the ancient battlefield, At the deepest level, there may even be the inheritance of these ancestors and strong men! "

Everyone was shocked.

A big war, shattering one world!

I can imagine how terrible the war was then.

Zhou Tianzi groaned a little, and reminded: "There are four dynasties in the northern region of Tianhuang: Da Zhou, Da Xia, Da Shang, and Da You. The four dynasties are in the same situation. When you enter the ancient battlefield, the other three dynasty."

"As for the others, you can adapt to it. I hope fifty of you will come in and you will be back."

In other words, Zhou Tianzi bowed down to the five monks on the top of the five stone pillars, and said in a deep voice, "Please ask the five elders to take the shot and open the passage!"

Seeing this scene, everyone realized that the realm of these five monks should still be above Zhou Tianzi.

It is very likely that the return to the virtual world has been reached!

Five returnees!

This is the essence of the Great Zhou Dynasty!

call!

The brows of the five monks uttered an invisible wave, extremely horrifying, as if they contained an unparalleled heavenly terrain, imposing and magnificent.

There was a feeling in Su Zimo's heart. If he was affected by this power, he would even break his body!

As soon as this idea started, Su Zimo's right hand was slightly warm without warning.

Just in a blink of an eye, it returned to normal.

Su Zimo frowned and glanced at his right hand.

It is almost certain that the blood and bones in the right hand must have been left by him.

But what exactly is this blood and bones and what is its usefulness, Su Zimo has no idea.

Moreover, Su Zimo had a hunch that with his cultivation as his realm, he was not qualified to touch the core of blood bones, nor did he play the real role and power of bleeding bones!

The lines on each long boulder radiate a mysterious light, becoming more powerful and clearer, and finally converging together, suddenly erupting!

"boom!"

A loud noise.

Around the stone formations, a variety of divine lights were illuminated, forming a circle of light curtain barriers, which illuminated the entire palace like daylight.

"Every speed enters the battle!"

A monk said loudly on the stone pillar.

Fifty monks such as Su Zimo did not hesitate, their bodies flickered, and they passed through the light curtain one by one into Stonehenge.

"broken!"

The five monks sang at the same time, and their brows flickered with a little glow.

The light curtain around the stone formation instantly climbed, and the light was flourishing, forming a dazzling beam of light, soaring to the sky, as if piercing the void, exposing a black lacquered channel, deep and cold.

A completely different, ancient and old breath was faintly transmitted through the martyrdom.

"After one year, you must come to the landing site to return to the big week."

As soon as the words fell, everyone in the Stone Formation suddenly felt a tear coming from their bodies, with some pain, and everyone seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and left the place.

The pillars of light on the stone formation gradually dispersed, and Su Zimo and others had disappeared.

...

Ancient battlefield.

Although it is only a fragmented world, it has a vast territory and a wider territory than the Da Zhou Dynasty. Opportunities and dangers coexist.

In a barren land of gravel, the space was twisted and twisted, and figures fell out of it. It was Su Zimo, a pedestrian.

For many foundation-building monks, they are not well adapted to this kind of space transmission.

Although the whole process is short, it is extremely painful. It feels as if the physical body is torn, and some imaginary soul in the mind is pulled out.

For a while, dizzy, many monks just came out, they fell to the ground and stood still, their faces pale, and their expressions embarrassed.

Of these, only a few remained calm.

In addition to the six-veined Zhuji Jiangyu who once came to the battlefield in ancient times, only Su Zimo and Yeling, who are terrifying in physical fitness, are left.

Jiang Yu glanced slightly and gave Su Zimo a deep look, but did not speak.

"Oh my god, so strong!"

"Is this the ancient battlefield?"

"The concentration of Reiki in the ancient battlefield is completely different from the outside!"

Many monks got used to it, slowly passed over to God, and gave out a burst of astonishment.

Su Zimo took a deep breath, and the surrounding spirits rolled along the Qiqiao and pores into the body. It was extremely pure and thick, entered Dandan, and a drop of spiritual fluid was instantly condensed.

These spiritual fluids converged into rivers in the meridians, surging and screaming, the fourth meridian appeared faintly!

(End of this chapter)