Wu alchemy body

Chapter 1035 The Ancient Battlefield

"Time is running out, Senior Sister Bing Xin is still stuck in it, we can't delay any longer."

A fairy of the Moon Palace accidentally mentioned Bing Xin's name, causing Sun Yi's body to tremble suddenly. Sure enough, the premonition came true, and Bing Xin was trapped in the ancient battlefield.

"Bing Xin is trapped in the ancient battlefield!" Sun Yixin suddenly pulled, and asked hastily.

Qing'er glared at the fairy who said she was leaking. She didn't want to say it at first, but she was worried that Sun Yi would break into the ancient battlefield. She knew the deep love between the two from Bing Xin's mouth.

"Sun Yi, calm down. When we were exploring the ancient battlefield, the Yin spirits suddenly rioted and drove the warriors in the ancient battlefield together. Later, a strong wind blew up and caused some warriors to lose their way. Our group of people was lucky. Escape from it." Qing'er said.

"I see. I'm going to the ancient battlefield to find Bing Xin." Sun Yiqiang remained calm.

"You are a death sentence in the ancient battlefield. Now we have to wait for my strong man from the Moon Palace to rescue." Qing'er asked Sun Yi to calm down.

Sun Yi shook his head resolutely: "The prehistoric is vast, and by the time the Moon Palace powerhouse comes here, Bing Xin has long since disappeared."

"But..." Qing'er opened her mouth.

"I advanced into the ancient battlefield, you ask the Dao Emperor to take action as soon as possible, I have my persistence."

After finishing speaking, Sun Yi didn't say any more, and flashed into the ancient battlefield, he was going to find Bing Xin.

He has his persistence, Bing Xin is trapped in the ancient battlefield, even if there is danger inside, he can't back down, this is the responsibility of a man.

Even if this trip is dangerous, he has to enter the ancient battlefield. He has no time to think about his own safety. The most important thing now is to find Bing Xin and take her out of the ancient battlefield.

"Senior Sister Qing'er, what should we do?" The Moon Palace Fairy said weakly, knowing that she was talking too much.

"Quickly return to the sect, and with the help of the teleportation array in the nearby city, I am afraid that only the ancestors can suppress the dangers in the ancient battlefield."

Qing'er looked worried, and hurried towards the nearby city under the leadership of the Holy Emperor of the Moon Palace.

In the ancient battlefield, the bone-chilling wind brought up small whirlpools. It was a devastated and tragic place.

In the prehistoric battlefield of the prehistoric period, epic battles were fought everywhere, and the places where heroes fell became ancient battlefields, leaving behind white corpses.

Their resentment and unwillingness to die will last for hundreds of millions of years. After their death, those heroic spirits formed a ghost space and a unique barrier, which is the ancient battlefield.

"Bing Xin, you must not have any accidents."

Sun Yi plunged headlong into the ancient battlefield, and as soon as he entered the dark wind, he went straight into his body and was dispelled by the hot blood in his body.

Looking up, the sky is gray, it is an enchantment formed by resentment, turning this area into a world of ghosts.

He seems to have come to another world, that's right, the world of hell. From the bottom to the top of the blood-stained ground, there is a dead air of hell slowly rising up, and it is extremely violent. It should be the violent death air of hell. Ghost riot.

In this ancient land, there are many illusory ghosts wandering, like a light curtain, but they are gray.

These ghosts couldn't see their faces clearly, and only vaguely had the outlines of their lives. They were strangely shaped, representing ghosts of different races.

"Chi Chi!" Several Yin spirits smelled the breath of life and rushed towards Sun Yi, and were burned into light spots by Sun Yi's life flame.

These wandering ghosts were only the strength of the God Emperor in life. After death, their resentment turned into unwilling obsession, and their strength did not even exist in life.

"The ancient battlefield is so huge, I don't know where Bing Xin is." Sun Yi's heart was clenched together, and he went to look for Bing Xin's trace in the vast ancient battlefield.

"Don't worry, this ancient battlefield is filled with the breath of death. The breath of living beings is completely different from these breaths. I will feel it for you."

Jin Shu understands that Sun Yi is a man of affection, and he can only support him silently when he ventures into the ancient battlefield.

He used his soul power to distinguish two different auras. After a while, he said, "Walking in that direction, I can feel countless auras of living beings moving towards that direction. They should be warriors lost in the ancient battlefield."

"Okay." Sun Yi walked forward vigilantly.

There are countless Yin spirits here, and the sound of the howling wind often comes to the ears, which makes people's hair stand on end.

In the ancient battlefield, there were not only ghosts, but also countless bones that fell on the ground at will.

Many white bones have been eroded by the years, and they are already elegant, and a slight sound can turn them into piles of ashes.

There are also some powerful white bones that absorb too much ghosts, and there are two candles of souls in their fleshless pupils.

"Boom!" Sun Yi's inferno-like flame power suddenly blasted towards a huge elephant bone hundreds of meters ahead, smashing it into a ball of broken bones.

"What kind of world is this?" Sun Yi wondered while worried.

This world is different from the outside, it seems to be connected with some kind of channel, let the breath of hell of those deaths surge up, let those resentments form ghosts, a unique hell environment.

"I don't know, it didn't exist in the prehistoric period. I only heard the Lord God of War occasionally mention that there are other worlds connected under these ancient battlefields. According to his speculation, there should be a hellish world below. It is the breath of hell that gave birth to the world. The ghosts of the ancient battlefield."

Jin Shu told Sun Yi everything he knew.

"Hell world? Is there really a hell?" In the myths and legends of Sun Yi's previous life, there are also legends about hell. It is the place where souls reincarnate and only exists in legends.

If the golden book can be revealed, the expression at this moment must be shaking his head in confusion: "I don't know if it is hell, the only thing I can be sure of is that these ancient battlefields must be connected to a powerful world, and the rules there are completely different from here.

Moreover, there is a powerful force in that world that prevents warriors from entering, even the strength of the Lord God of War cannot break through that force to enter that powerful world. It must be a world created by warriors who are much stronger than the Lord God of War. "

How powerful is the Master God of War, he can seriously injure the gods who have escaped from the realm, but he can't blast through that power to enter the unknown world.

Sun Yi also thinks this explanation is very reasonable, the so-called hell is nothing more than the world of some terrible strong man, the master who created this world has reached an unimaginable level of strength, can change the rules and operate according to his ideas.

Just like his small world, it develops according to his strength.

When he becomes stronger than Tiandao, he can change the rules and make it truly an independent world, equal to the Nine Heavens World.

It's that not knowing who the master of that world is, can make the God of War Master helpless.

He continued to walk on the ancient battlefield, and the ghosts were blasted into light spots by him and melted into the gray barrier again.

According to the perception of the golden book, he moved towards the direction with a strong life force.

(End of this chapter)