Swallowing the Dragon Soul

Chapter 333 Trial Begins
Phantom?

Ling Hao, who walked out of the mirror field, has encountered phantom formations or spaces many times.

Even so, Ling Hao is still not far behind, amidst the fluctuations of this formation.

What kind of phantom is hiding.

"Let's be more careful for a while. If something is wrong, quit the trial quickly. Don't worry about embarrassment." Ling Hao reminded Mu Yang and others vigilantly.

Seeing that Ling Hao had said that, Mu Yang and the others nodded vigorously.

"Don't worry, we can clearly distinguish between safety and danger!"

"Ah."

Immediately, Mu Yang nodded and continued to observe the surrounding space.

Time passed little by little.

The people gathered on the flat ground also exceeded Ling Hao's imagination.

You can't see the side, you can only see the silhouette of the mountain in the distance, and there are people everywhere.

"Boom boom boom!"

While Ling Hao was still observing the surrounding situation, the top of the void thundered loudly, and countless dark clouds emerged from the gray sky, dyeing the whole world even more lonely and dark.

"Here we come." Ling Hao murmured softly in his heart.

The next moment, everyone felt as if their souls had been pulled out of their bodies, floating directly into the void.

Then, the soul seems to have been pulled into it by some kind of pulling force, and then the soul has no consciousness...

……

where is this?

Ling Hao slowly opened his eyes and looked around, then jumped up suddenly.

He was on top of a huge corpse at the moment, and looking around, there was a sad silence.

There is no living thing here, any green.

There is only red soil, yellow sand all over the sky, and bones all over the ground...

Even the sky seemed to reveal the desolation of the setting sun.

This is a place that is more like a huge tomb than Linglu, which is known as the magic burial place.

"This is where?"

It's not just Mu Yang who is asking himself, all the people who participated in the spiritual path trial this time have such questions in their hearts.

And no one of the same kind can be seen around everyone.

It's just that Mu Yang looked at his feet, and the footprints had actually been stepped on for a long time.

"I didn't move half a step at all? Or, it's been a long time since I came to this world before I woke up?"

"Welcome to the ancient demon battlefield. This is the battlefield space of the ancient war. Everything here is the remnant of that year's war."

"In your hand, you have a special token to enter the battlefield space. If you feel unwell, just pinch the token and you can exit the space."

"The only way to test your ranking is to survive in this world."

"Your ranking will be made according to the order in which you leave the battlefield space. The later you leave, the higher your ranking!"

"By the way, let me remind you that in this space, there is no spiritual power of any attribute. That means, if your strength is used up, it will be gone..."

"If you die in this world, it means real death!"

"Finally, good luck to you all!"

When the voice in Ling Hao's consciousness disappeared, Ling Hao regained his clarity and looked around coldly.

He stretched out his hand, and it didn't take long before a thick layer of dust accumulated on his palm.

Therefore, Ling Hao concluded that in fact, he just came to this space.

In other words, before and after he came here, he didn't move half a step at all.

"That flat land is the battlefield space? It's just covered up with formations?" Ling Hao said in surprise.

But immediately, something that surprised Ling Hao even more happened.

Several small skeletons in the distance are still intact, and they are like a living creature, killing towards Ling Hao.

Ling Hao threw out the thunder sword in his hand, and the thunderstorm energy pierced out from the sword, blasting several bones into pieces in an instant.

At this time, Ling Hao had the strength to look around the situation.

"Can't you replenish your spiritual power?" Ling Hao stared at the void with deep eyes, turning the immortal dragon body.

"The air in this world does not have any attribute spiritual power. It is a strange aura generated by the residue left in the air similar to a volcanic eruption." Ling Hao muttered softly.

Survive in such a world.

Let's not talk about replenishing spiritual power.

Just the fact that the breathing is not very smooth is very uncomfortable.

But who is Ling Hao?
The strength of the indestructible dragon body is still beyond Ling Hao's imagination.

This powerful technique turned all the impurities in the air into Ling Hao's energy and the air that needs to be absorbed.

Although the degree of conversion is less than one-third, it is also against the sky.

"If other people have no way to replenish their spiritual power, with the indestructible dragon body, I will be able to survive until the end!"

Trial first?

What rewards will Tiandimen have?
When Ling Hao was still thinking about this question, his mind suddenly turned.

its not right.

Since this is the battlefield of the Great War, how does the Heaven and Earth Gate control this place.

Ling Hao couldn't understand these sects more and more.

First there is the Heavenly Demon Gate, then the Heaven and Earth Gate, and then there is the Holy See of Light. It is said that the entire spiritual path belongs to the Holy See of Light.

In the era of his last life, there were no sects so bullish.

Moreover, the Holy See of Light is only one of the three masters of the Eastern Lingyu, but it is not the absolute master.

The other two masters, if they are on a par with the Holy See of Light, they must also have some strong background.

"My God, what was left behind that was controlled by these sects and became the foundation for their development and strength?" Ling Hao muttered softly.

In my mind, I still recall what Tu Shan Longyan said.

War.

battlefield.

"Perhaps, I can discover the existence of clues in this world..."

Ling Hao walked alone in this world, if he saw his back, he would feel very desolate.

But only Ling Hao himself knew that he was very excited.

Nima, the body of the immortal dragon can convert one-third of the energy in the surrounding air for its own use.

Ling Hao originally thought that this was equivalent to one-third of the recovery speed of the outside world.

But it never occurred to him that the energy essence in this third is dozens of times the energy that Ling Hao can absorb in the external aura.

Cultivating in this place, as long as you are in the void, these strange impurities are still there.

Ling Hao's cultivation speed can be several times that of the outside world.

"Can you still play like this?" Ling Hao was taken aback.

Without going far, Ling Hao met the first person he had ever seen in this world.

That person's strength is not strong, he only has the appearance of a second or third level Martial Soul, in this world, suppressed by the huge aura, his face has lost some of its rosiness and turned pale.

With his strength, it is obvious that he cannot stay in this world for long.

He squeezed the token in his hand without hesitation.

The next moment, his figure disappeared directly, as if this person had never existed in this world.

(End of this chapter)