Nine Desolate Sword Demon

Chapter 644 Gods and Demons Battlefield
But if they didn't activate the sealing technique, they might all be consumed by this mountain ghost king, and their attacks would be useless. It was obvious that the mountain ghost king was just someone else's puppet.

A normal puppet can be smashed into pieces, but this puppet is not an ordinary puppet, and there are marks of heaven and earth all over its body, so it can be seen that the master behind this puppet must be a very terrifying existence.

"Peng Ye, let me take a look." Tang Wutong was the first to go forward, with a worried look on his brows, and said.

While speaking, she waved her jade hand, and a blue psychic butterfly appeared, hovering around Peng Ye, and a trace of pure spiritual energy was pouring into Peng Ye's divine body.

"I'm fine." Peng Ye smiled.

"Don't move around and don't be aggressive." Tang Wutong glanced at the young man with a slight frown, and then said, "My psychic butterfly can heal your wounds and replenish your energy."

"Oh, the Butterfly God of our Douluo Continent has been domineering since he was a child, and he lived like a man. I didn't expect it to be different after falling in love." Shi Kaitian spread his hands and said helplessly with a smile.

"Who is living like a man? If you dare to say one more word, I'll kill you." Tang Wutong lowered her beautiful eyes and darkened towards Shi Kaitian.

"Hahaha, why don't I stop talking?" Seeing this, Shi Kaitian smiled and said in his heart: You women, you really can't take a joke...

"There is a cave at the foot of the hill ahead. Let's rest there today and rest before we go on our way." Tang Wutong said at this time, "It won't be too late for us to start our journey after Peng Ye recovers from his injury."

"Anyway, they have already set foot on the road of immortality, it's all up to you." Shi Kaitian was the first to agree.

Seeing Peng Ye's pale face, the others nodded meaninglessly.

Peng Ye is their backbone, it can be said that without Peng Ye's means this time, I am afraid that they all have to explain here.

Soon.

Everyone moved into the cave.

Beside a bonfire, everyone sat on the ground, watching the dancing flames, and remained silent for a long time.

"I didn't expect that the Xianhong Road leading to the Immortal Realm would be so dangerous, and I don't know what will happen next." Someone murmured at this time.

"The mountain ghost king just now, I'm afraid it's just our appetizer." A Douluo frowned and spoke intently.

"Although the road to immortality is rough, it will be a sunny day if you get through it. Peng Ye hasn't lost his fighting spirit yet. I hope you all don't be afraid." Tang Wutong said at this time, "If you lose your fighting spirit, you've already lost half."

"Master Butterfly God is very true." An old man echoed with a smile: "We are all mortals who are tired of living, and it is entirely thanks to the young hero Peng Ye that we can enter this fairy road. I hope I can witness it with my own eyes. The scene of the fairyland, hahaha."

"To put it nicely, he is a cultivator, but to put it bluntly, he is indeed a mortal who is bored with life. There is nothing wrong with him." Some people nodded in agreement and smiled one after another.

"Huh~" While everyone was laughing and chatting, the white-haired young man who was sitting curled up on one side let out a mouthful of turbid air, and slowly opened his eyes and woke up.

After this short period of cultivation, her complexion is much better than before.

"Are you awake? How is your recovery?" Tang Wutong asked in Peng Ye's direction.

"It's alright." Standing up, Peng Ye sat down next to Tang Wutong. The bonfire danced in the dark night, causing his shadow to sway.

"Is there only this few people?" Peng Ye glanced at the audience at this time, and asked with a slight frown. There were only less than half of the previous dozens of people here.

"No, thanks to you, only one Douluo was lost, and the others are still alive." Tang Wutong shook his head and said with a smile, "It's just that they took the initiative to ask for orders, and they all kept watch outside the cave."

"So that's the case, that's good." Peng Ye nodded.

"Nowadays, there are not many people who care about the safety of their subordinates like Peng Ye. Whether it is the rich and powerful in the world, or cultivating immortals and discussing Taoism, there are too many people who do anything for their own benefit." I really admire it."

"The nature has been unified, he is the kind of virgin man who can't be bad." Tang Wutong glanced at the young man at this time, and let out a disdainful voice.

"You ugly woman, are you praising me?" Peng Ye smiled wryly.

"Who are you calling ugly!" Tang Wutong roared immediately.

"Hahaha."

Everyone laughed because of this, and Peng Ye was probably the only one who dared to say that Die Shen is an ugly woman.

The sky outside, while everyone was talking and laughing, had begun to brighten.

The night passed peacefully, nothing unusual happened, and the brothers outside didn't find any accidents, and everything was fine.

early morning.

Peng Ye once again led the crowd towards the end of Xianhong Road.

Over the mountains, into the plains, into the mountains, and across a huge lake, and finally stopped in a barren land.

There is no previous flower red grass and green here. Looking around, it is a mud-colored wasteland without any vitality.

And on the way to the barren land, they saw a lot of dead bones, including huge animal bones and human skeletons, which appeared at intervals along the way.

Not only that, but as the distance deepened, these dead bones became somewhat ordinary. Apart from these dead bones, they began to see many incomplete ancient artifacts.

"Why are there so many ancient remnants here?" someone said.

"I can feel that there is still a trace of charm in some of the broken ancient artifacts." Douluo frowned and said.

"I think this should be an ancient battlefield of gods and demons. There is demonic energy and righteousness spreading." Peng Ye is a fallen devil, and it may not be felt by everyone, but he can clearly feel the two kinds of power. The interweaving of breath.

"The battlefield of gods and demons... It sounds like a great battle to destroy the world. The battle at that time must have been spectacular." Sangbiao who was next to him said a little excitedly.

"Maybe, everyone, be careful, there are resentments in many of these dead bones, try to avoid them." Peng Ye said solemnly, frowning.

Peng Ye was a person who had fought against some people's mind power. He was very worried that something bad would happen. Although these people died, Bufan still had some grievances and self-cultivated existences.

"I heard that after a person's death, if the resentment is too deep, it is possible to separate the body and start self-cultivation?" Tang Wutong asked.

"Yes, but in addition to the deep resentment of this dead person, he also needs to have a very strong cultivation base, otherwise it is basically impossible." Peng Ye said, "I have seen the power of two people in Jiuhuang. .”

"Have you ever seen the power of thought turn into a human form?" Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

"Well, one has the thought power of Emperor Wushi, and the other is the opponent who was at the same time as Emperor Wushi in the beginning, and he claims to be the god of death." Peng Ye said: "They are both very strong, but it is just a thought power. I am afraid that few of you here are like it. Their opponents."

(End of this chapter)