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Chapter 189 188. Ancient Battlefield

Gunpowder smoke enveloped the sky, and there was chaos on all sides.

The sound of shouting and killing continued.

Corpses are piling up all the time, including monsters and humans.Their bones formed a mountain of corpses, and the blood flowing out gathered into a sea.

Auras from different affiliations raged wildly.

The wrath of the wind.

This is a battlefield, a battlefield where the battle flag has fallen and is tattered.

"Roar!" The roar of the monster was earth-shattering.

He jumped out of the blood-colored ocean violently, and his teeth and claws stabbed at the giant shadow on the top of the corpse mountain.

A golden light bloomed on the forehead of this monster, and his golden body of the primordial spirit was running wild, gaining a powerful force that was difficult for him to grasp by means of leaving no way out.

The terrifying majesty came down, and even the monks and monsters who were rushing to kill stopped at this moment.

Some kind of will led the domain to expand rapidly!
The realm of the Emperor's Dao spread out like never before, condensed and fluctuated, forming the ancient palace.A beast-shaped shadow sitting cross-legged in the center of the palace glared at the front, and ancient scriptures were recited from his mouth.

This is the Demon Emperor!
The giant shadow on the top of the corpse mountain moved like a snake.

A golden sword glow pierced the smoke and clouds, and the giant shadow's outstretched hideous arms held the sword.

"boom--!"

The sword light fell and tore through the clouds.

It also tore apart the demon emperor who came up.The ancient palace collapsed, the imperial realm was shattered, and the animal-shaped shadow sitting in the center of the palace was instantly engulfed by light.

The huge falling sword light engulfed the demon emperor without stopping, and finally hit the battlefield, the earth was separated, and there was an endless crack like the clouds in the sky.The sea of ​​blood transpired, countless creatures were annihilated by this blow, and no bones remained.

The sun behind the clouds poured down, and a golden tulle hung from the torn edges.

The giant shadow on the mountain of corpses was slowly illuminated.

Like a snake or a dragon, with eight arms and a red body.

He overlooked the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, and the face of red copper bones was a terrifying and abominable ghost in the eyes of the creatures on the battlefield.

Li Xi'an saw the hatred and fear in the eyes of those creatures.

It’s weird.

Will the creatures in the ancient battlefield projected in the Taihang Palace Trial have their own emotions?

After returning to Taihang from Changbai, he stepped into the Taihang Palace again.

Before that, each level of trials had only one creature representing that level.From rising, to Juling, Yangshen, and even the extreme palace.

The trials of these realms only correspond to one person.

But now he didn't go through the so-called trial, and came to an ancient battlefield.However, it is not so much a battlefield as it is to say that all the creatures that exist on this battlefield are here to kill him.

According to the description of the living spirit in the Taihang Palace.

This projection represents all levels before Shinichi.

"Kill!" A human cultivator shouted after Xi Jian's sword light fell in silence for a short breath.

"Kill! Kill!"

These monks sacrificed the magic weapon, and the whole body was full of aura.Similarly, their eyebrows are cracking, overflowing with golden light.

Although Li Xi'an did not practice this path, he knew that this was the disintegration of the Yuanshen's golden body.

The spiritual energy used by these monks has far exceeded the limit of the monks in the Yangshen Realm, not only the golden body of the primordial spirit, but also cracks appeared on the body.

A few flashes of light struck, and it was hard to doubt their murderous intentions.

natal organ.

But useless.

In Li Xi'an's eyes, the cultivators of the Extreme Palace Realm looked weak, so why mention these cultivators of the Yang God Realm?

The huge body twisted, and the sudden gust of wind swept in the bodies of several monks who had been killed. Using scales as thick knives, they hit the body together with their own natal weapons, turning into fuzzy flesh and blood. The natal weapons roared, Instantly shattered.

Li Xi'an could see clearly.

There was hatred in the eyes of these people.

In the ancient battlefield under the projection of the Taihang Palace, he did not really create the creatures of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood.The emotions in the people and demons here come from the past.Obviously, they once fought and killed a powerful being far beyond them on this battlefield, and all the sorrow, fear, and anger and hatred were directed at the creature who had established his position in the past.

what do you want me to know
The red dragon shadow raised his head and looked towards Gao Tian.

Murder is still spreading in this land.

This is the battlefield.

He must kill all the living creatures on this battlefield to be qualified to face Shinichi.

It was the culling of monsters and human monks who came up again.

Li Xi'an meanders on top of the mountain of corpses, looking into the distance.Beside the abyss created by the Dao Xi sword, there were dense figures, extending all the way to the horizon.Black gunpowder smoke replaced the clouds, and the earth was a foul-smelling scarlet.

Blood and fire wash the world.

The red dragon shadow roared, and the air mourned.The concussion crushed the surrounding figures who were coming again into pieces.

An empty and pitch-black domain emerged centered on the mountain of corpses.

Boundless black, twinkling stars.

And the flames of destroying the world danced on the stars.

Li Xi'an soared into the sky, entrenched in the sky, a sea of ​​black and red clouds rolled over his scales.

At the same time, the eight arms gathered around him, naturally hanging down, forming a seal.The French seal that has been perfected again.

The power of the ancient stars naturally climbed and circulated in the seal.

In the eyes of the spirits on the ground, it seemed that a seal that could crush the sky had descended.

…………

Taixing, night.

The lake and sea are quiet, reflecting the stars in the sky.A few big geese were swimming on the water, flapping their wings, and shattering the stars in the lake by the way.

They form a row and slowly swim ashore from the lake.

When it gets dark, it's almost time for them to rest.

But even if they were about to rest, those heads still held up, showing the demeanor of a bully.

When they passed by the ginkgo tree on the island in the middle of the lake, they were seldom restrained, but when they found that the girl sitting on the ginkgo tree was gone, they raised their heads again in an instant, as if the honesty before was just an illusion.

After the big geese curled up in their nests and fell asleep with the night and the rustling of the towering old tree.

From far to near, the singing was very vague at first, and became clearer and clearer after a while.

It was a girl's voice, and she sang with emotion.

"I have horns on my head and a tail behind me."

"The boss is not at home..."

The singing stopped.

The lake, which was originally disturbed by the bullies, started to ripple again.

The girl stepped across the water and walked to the island in the middle of the lake.

"Hey, Lao Zhang, I'm back." She patted the torso of the thousands of meters tall ancient tree.

silence.

Chu Xing'er's expression didn't change, this was her habit, and she didn't expect this ancient tree to really respond.

The girl sat casually on the grass, looking at the mountains under the night.

There is no so-called core area in the Taihang Mountains. The reason why this place is regarded as the center of the Taihang in the mouths of the spirits is because it is the residence of the dragon.

When one side of the realm collapsed and arrived in Kyushu, it returned to Taihang. The Taihang Palace manifested from the mountains and stone walls, which caused the aura here to be much higher than other places.

At night, you can see the white fog formed by saturated aura.

The tulle-like covering of this land also makes the lake and trees more mysterious in the eyes of the spirits.

At this time, the fog was gathering, and soon the ridgelines of the mountains disappeared from Chu Xing'er's sight, only the lake water and the fog remained.

She took out a red ribbon from her purse, which was neatly folded.

Prayer belt.

It is generally used by people to make wishes and pray for blessings.The blessing belt is usually hung on the wishing tree in ten directions. When people wear this blessing belt for themselves and their families, they are devout and full of sincere love for their families.She slowly unfolded the blessing belt, the red satin was smooth, and the fabric and workmanship were exquisite.

But the woman who hung up the blessing belt at the beginning has no ability to return the belt.

This blessing belt slowly disappeared in Chu Xing'er's hands, and gradually became transparent.

The blessing belt in her hand turned into red fragments and dispersed like a cloud, as if a fire had ignited in her hand.

The girl got up and turned her back to the lake.

Flicking freely with his fingers, the ribbon was completely scattered.

"Sprinkle water," she called.

"Speaking of which, this dragon is busy enough, this time he didn't take down Lao Zhang when he came back this time, so he ran into the Taihang Palace after a while."

"Benefactor, benefactor, sometimes some things can't be rushed, can't be rushed."

Her figure disappeared under the night.

The big geese in the nest suddenly raised their heads, and they noticed that the ginkgo tree outside the nest was shining.

Branches stretch out like palms, covered with red ribbons.

The girl sat on the tree and took care of it, took one off and folded it into her pocket.

(End of this chapter)