A gap suddenly opened in the void of the ancient battlefield, and a monk in blue robes flashed in. He was the ancestor of Huangwu, Su Zimo!
The surrounding area is desolate, a desert without any life.
Su Zimo dispersed his consciousness and felt it carefully.
This ancient battlefield is indeed different from the Tianhuang Continent.
The ancient battlefield is a world of its own. In this world, many supernatural powers remain, which will last forever and be powerful!
If the combined power comes in, the physical body will not be able to withstand this kind of pressure, and the physical body will be squeezed into a ball of blood mist, and the body will die and disappear!
In the sky of the ancient battlefield, there is a huge golden scroll suspended, which is the magical power list that once came to the Xuanji Palace to suppress the evil tribe!
Although the ancient battlefield is extremely vast, no matter where you are in every corner of the battlefield, you can see the magical power list above the sky at a glance.
There is also the center of the entire ancient battlefield!
Su Zimo is only in the early stage of Mahayana and is not in a hurry to compete for a seat on the supernatural power list.
The most important thing for him now is to comprehend as many minor magical powers as possible and constantly refine the Qinglian True Body through baptism.
As long as he comprehends enough small magical powers, he can try to comprehend the great magical powers!
The green lotus of creation itself contains some magical powers, ranging from small to great, and even peerless powers, which are endless!
Of course, this process is gradual.
Even if Su Zimo is extremely talented, he cannot directly realize a peerless magical power and become emperor.
Su Zimo planned to look around first to see if he could find some small magical powers for enlightenment and practice.
Su Zimo didn't know the direction and just walked forward in the desert.
Every sand and stone in the Shangu battlefield may contain some kind of magical power. Su Zimo walked extremely slowly, and his spiritual consciousness was not exploring and searching the surroundings.
Not long after, a stone monument suddenly appeared in front of you!
This stone tablet was cut in half by some magic weapon, and the cut was extremely smooth.
There are some characters engraved on the remaining half of the stone tablet, which are obviously filled with magical power!
There is a small magical power printed on this stone tablet!
Su Zimo looked at the stone monument from a distance, with a calm expression. A flash of ridicule suddenly flashed deep in his eyes, and he walked towards the stone monument.
Coming to this stone monument, Su Zimo took a closer look.
The runes on this stone tablet are twisted and twisted, and there is an extremely vicious atmosphere in every gap. It seems that there are evil demons rushing out of the stone tablet with their teeth and claws!
suddenly!
Su Zimo felt that the desert around him had disappeared, and he felt like he was falling into hell, surrounded by darkness, blood, and countless evil spirits!
Su Zimo looked confused, as if he was trapped in this hell and couldn't extricate himself.
suddenly!
A fierce murderous intention burst out from under Su Zimo's body!
"snort!"
Su Zimo sneered slightly, his eyes instantly regained clarity, he condensed his consciousness, and the hell scene around him disappeared.
Su Zimo stomped his foot heavily!
boom!
A loud bang!
In the desert beneath him, he actually stepped into a huge pit. Countless sand and stones splashed everywhere, and a figure appeared, holding a long sword.
The sword edge just hit Su Zimo's foot!
There was a hint of cruelty in this figure's eyes.
In his opinion, his sword was enough to pierce the soles of Su Zimo's feet!
when!
Before the man could finish his thoughts, there was a crisp sound in his ears.
Not only did his long sword fail to pierce the soles of Su Zimo's feet, it also made a sound of gold and steel clashing.
His long sword was bent, as if it had been pierced into some copper or iron wall, its light was dim, and it almost broke!
"ah!"
The man's face changed, his figure flashed, and he came to stand on the other side of Su Zimo. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Su Zimo without saying a word.
Su Zimo's eyes turned and fell on this person.
This is a thin monk, no more than ten feet tall, like a dwarf.
Early Mahayana period.
The monks in the ancient battlefield have the lowest cultivation level, and they are all Mahayana ancestors!
"You and I have no grievances, so why do you want to kill me?"
Su Zimo said coldly.
"Hey!"
The thin monk sneered: "You have cultivated to the Mahayana realm, how can you still be so naive? There is no reason for fighting and killing in the world of cultivation!"
In fact, this broken stone tablet does contain a small magical power.
After this thin monk cultivated this small magical power, he did not leave. Instead, he guarded the broken stone tablet and waited for other ancestors to come.
If he feels unsure, he will remain silent and not choose to take action.
If he met someone like Su Zimo who was in the early stage of Mahayana and didn't seem to be a threat, he would sneak attack and kill them!
Through this method, this skinny old ancestor has succeeded several times.
I also received a few minor magical powers from other fallen ancestors!
It's a pity that he met Su Zimo today.
As early as the moment he saw this stone monument, Su Zimo's powerful spiritual sense sensed danger!
"Young man, hand over the magic weapon on your foot. If you have any magical powers, hand it over too. I will spare your life!"
The thin old ancestor said coldly.
When he thought about it, Su Zimo must be wearing a boot-like magic weapon on his feet. It was invulnerable and could even block his long sword!
Su Zimo smiled and asked, "You don't recognize me?"
"I don't care who you are!"
The skinny little ancestor sneered: "For young children like you who have just entered the Mahayana realm, I will kill no less than ten of them!"
"Yeah."
Su Zimo nodded and said calmly: "Then you will pay for them with your life today!"
Before he finished speaking, Su Zimo's figure flickered, the energy and blood in his body surged, and rays of light burst out. He stretched out his palm and grabbed the head of the thin ancestor!
hiss!
The face of the skinny old ancestor changed!
The power and momentum that Su Zimo unleashed in this attack was so strong that he actually felt like a disaster was imminent and was shocked!
Uh-huh!
Without any time to think, the thin old ancestor moved the long sword in his hand, and at the same time activated his energy and blood, and stabbed Su Zimo's palm with the sword!
when!
The long sword stabbed into Su Zimo's palm, and there was another crisp sound!
Ordinary magic weapons cannot harm the eighth-grade Qinglian true body at all!
Su Zimo's expression was cold and his eyes were indifferent. He used his palms to directly grab the long sword and shook it hard!
Click, click, click!
There are cracks on this long sword!
Huge power poured into the body of the skinny ancestor.
The skinny little ancestor was shaken all over, as if he had been struck by lightning, his mouth torn open, blood dripping from his mouth, and he kept retreating.
Su Zimo followed him like a shadow and pursued him again!
"Hell!"
The thin old ancestor shouted loudly and burst out with a small magical power!
The hell path is also the small magical power on the stone tablet.
There are many minor magical powers, and the hell realm is considered an extremely powerful one among the minor magical powers!
Su Zimo smiled slightly and slowly stretched out his palm. In his palm, he actually held a blue lotus, filled with bright rays of light!