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Chapter 125 The place of death

Chapter 125 The place of death
Gu Yunzhou's memory is obviously much clearer than Ku Taikang's. With his guidance, Dialect led a group of demon soldiers, and after spending two months, they finally arrived at the place of death in Gu Yunzhou's mouth.

The area of ​​the Dark Demon Realm is desolate, but vast and boundless. Fang Yan was worried about encountering a demon head above the commander in chief, but he didn't meet any of them. Fang Yan was very lucky. It has been a month, and Fang Yan has three more demon generals under his command. But no one has the wisdom of Gu Yunzhou, not as good as Ku Taikang, and the dialect feels that Gu Yunzhou is rare.The team of demon soldiers has also expanded to thousands, covering the sky and the sun wherever they go.

This is the land of death?Dialect looked at a large scarlet plain in front of him, stretching as far as the eye could see, it was so conspicuous in the gray-brown Dark Demon Realm, according to Gu Yunzhou, it was near here that he obtained his demon armoured soldiers.

Although it was silent, Fang Yan felt that there was a feeling of palpitations here, as if there was something there, but he couldn't find anything when he ran his illusion-breaking eyes.

Thinking of the danger that Gu Yunzhou said, Dialect asked the demon soldiers and generals to settle down. After Fang Yan stretched out his hand to sacrifice the colorful shield, his consciousness came out: "Old man, wake up."

In the space channel, the old man took a lot of elixir from Dialect. According to him, he has not supplemented it in these years. Although the elixir of Dialect is low-level, it is better than nothing. He took it back to replenish his soul energy. , The dialect has never been understood, the old man only has how the Yuanshen swallowed the elixir.

After arriving in the Dark Demon Realm, the old man seldom showed up. He told Dialect not to disturb him if he had nothing important to do, and Dialect didn’t have the habit of relying on others. When he came to the Black Demon Realm for half a year and only refined peach miasma armor, he asked the old man to come out for appraisal. For a moment, I asked the old man to give me advice once after I hunted down the devil for the first time.

"What's the matter, what's the matter?" The old man replied lazily, and he also realized that there was nothing urgent about the dialect.

"Old man, haven't you had enough rest after resting for so long? Come out and have a look, the place in front of you is a bit weird, you are a Nascent Soul cultivator, see if you can find something."

Hearing that the dialect was really something, the old man stopped talking, but he still didn’t forget to belittle the dialect’s colorful shield after his consciousness emerged: “It’s just such a treasure, you still treat it as a treasure, remember which one I had on me back then?” Not the highest grade treasures, but there are several spirit weapons."

"Okay, old man, no matter how many spiritual weapons you have, you will not end up where you are today. You have to rely on me, a little monk who only has treasures, to rescue you. If you have many treasures, give me two."

The old man muttered a few words and stopped talking. He is only stored in this ring now. There is nothing but space in it, and there is no magic weapon, and there is no condition for giving dialect.

"Boy, why did you come to such a place?"

"What's wrong, what's the problem?"

"Didn't you realize that there is not much dark energy in front of you?"

Hearing the old man's words, Fang Yan understood why he looked at the plain in front of him very strangely. The black devil energy that was ubiquitous in the past gradually disappeared here, and disappeared slowly after going deep into the plain. Cyan mist floats in the air.

"Old man, what the hell kind of place is this?"

"You're right again, the ghost place, the real ghost place, there is no black devil energy in it, but there is something more terrifying than the black devil energy, fierce evil spirit."

"Fierce evil spirit, what is that?"

"It is formed by the condensed hostile energy after death. Such a large area can be formed. It is definitely not ordinary mortals. It is definitely formed after the death of many monks."

"Cultivator? Old man, this is the Dark Demon Realm."

"What happened to the Dark Demon Realm? There were many monks who fought here at the beginning, and this must be the original battlefield."

"Oh."

"Boy, don't take it lightly. It's okay to say that the fierce evil spirit is good. Apart from being unable to fly in it, as long as it doesn't enter the body, it won't cause much harm. If you want to go in, it's not difficult. What you have to be careful of is the fierce evil spirit. The monk's soul is still alive. When attacked by fierce evil energy, one will lose consciousness and become a fierce evil soul that only knows how to kill. Although it is extremely difficult to form, once it is formed, it is very difficult to deal with. Such a large area, no less than ten thousand miles, will definitely have the existence of fierce evil spirit. "

"Ah, so dangerous?"

Dialect didn't expect that such a thing might appear on the seemingly normal but weird plain.

"The Fierce Sha Soul is a rare treasure, but unfortunately your cultivation base is too low. If you can capture a Fierce Sha Soul, it is an excellent weapon soul. This kind of weapon soul is likely to be promoted to a weapon spirit nine times out of ten. "

"No matter how good it is, you have to have your life to get it." Fang Yan curled his lips. It's not that he doesn't want the weapon soul, but the monks who can survive the soul are originally above the golden core. Invisible and invisible, even if the cultivation base is slightly lowered, it will not be easier to deal with than before, not to mention that the opponent is still unconscious and only knows what to kill.

"Old man, I want to go in and find some magic weapons, is there any way?"

"What do you want their magic weapon to do? After such a long time, even the treasure's aura has been exhausted, or it has been attacked by fierce evil spirit, and it is impossible to practice it again."

"It's not for me, old man, look at this magic armor."

Dialect Gu Yunzhou's magic armor was brought over and asked the old man to check it out.

"Hey, this magic weapon is quite interesting. It doesn't need magic power to activate it, but it can be activated with black magic energy. This talisman array? Could it be that the master craftsman came up with this method?"

The old man muttered to himself for a long time before he said to the dialect: "Boy, do you want to arm these demons under your command?"

"Well, it's too difficult for me to find the space passage alone. As long as more people help me find it, I can find it as soon as possible."

"That's right, boy, don't you have Lihuo on your body? You can wrap Lihuo around your body. Lie Shahun is also a kind of Yin Soul, and is most afraid of real fire. But when you meet high-level ones, your Lihuo It might not work, you have to think carefully about whether you want to go in or not."

"Old man, is the Fierce Sha Soul only active in this bloody plain?"

"That's right, Lie Sha Soul is absolutely inseparable from Killing Yuan."

"Killing Yuan?" Dialect didn't care about Lie Shahun anymore, not only did his consciousness fluctuate, but he even yelled out loudly.

"Boy, what do you do in a sudden surprise, isn't Lie Shahun's footsteps the killing ground?"

The dialect didn’t argue with the old man, no wonder I searched so many demon soldiers and generals with my soul search technique, but I didn’t find any information about Killuan. The human race will call this place the Killing Field according to the habit of the ancestor monks. There are so many fierce evil spirits and fierce evil souls, ordinary people can't go in to find Thunder Castle.

Unexpectedly, by mistake, he actually found the Killing Field where Jinglei Castle is located. Fang Yan couldn't help thinking, has his bad luck passed?Ever since entering the world of self-cultivation, dialect's luck has not been good. Either he was betrayed or hunted down, and he ran into an old man out of nowhere, and followed him to the Dark Demon Realm, which is full of demons.

"Old man, it is not easy to form the original appearance of killing."

"Bullshit, how could the killing cause be so easy to form, it would only be formed in an extremely tragic battle, otherwise, the Liesha soul would not be so precious, you haven't told me why you were so excited when you heard the killing reason? .”

"This? I'll tell you later." The dialect in a good mood couldn't help teasing the old man.

"You, hum." With a move of consciousness, the old man returned the ring.

When I found out that the old man had gone back, Dialect only thought of what the old man said just now. It seemed that he hadn't finished speaking, but no matter how he called the old man in the dialect, the old man didn't come out. He seemed really angry. The old man is very old, but his temper is like a child.The dialect secretly slandered.

Judging from Gu Yunzhou's experience, it was very difficult for the demon pawns to resist the attack of Lie Shahun.

In the end, Dialect went in with hundreds of pawns, not to defend against the enemy, but just to distract Lie Shahun. With so many pawns, how can he buy himself a period of time and meet a strong enemy? There is also a chance to escape, but the demon generals are relatively rare, and the four demon generals were ordered by the dialect to stay at the periphery of the killing field and wait.

Dialects who entered the Killing Field discovered the brutality of the war at the beginning, and the crystal clear bones were immortal for a long time, which clearly only appeared for monks above Jindan. Cultivator Dan, in the realm of comprehension, who is not a famous person, either an elder or a teacher, how far is it, there are so many bones of Jindan monks, and how many great monks fell in such a big killing field? .

I saw a lot of monk bones, but none of the magic weapons. Fortunately, the fierce spirit that the old man said did not appear. As for the fierce spirit, as long as the magic weapon protects the body, it will have no effect. Dialect does not intend to try the fierce spirit How much influence it has on me, at least I don't plan to try it now.

Soon, the dialect realized that something was wrong. It wasn't that he had encountered Lie Shahun, but that the pawns he brought in had changed. At the beginning, they weren't very good. The two were no longer under the control of the dialect and began to fight each other. Seeing that there was a danger of causing chaos, the dialect decisively killed the two pawns, squinting his eyes and looking at the killing field in front of him.

(End of this chapter)

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