God's Desolate Spring and Autumn

Chapter 56: Enter the Mandala Wasteland

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Seeing Di Jing's safe return, everyone finally let go of their hearts. After the heavy weight of the day dissipated, they felt more relaxed.

"Little Master, Xiao Ran and Chu Nanxun in Lieyang Dongtian, you really killed them?" Although the rumors all say that Di Jing did it, they still don't believe it. Master.

"I killed it." Di Jing replied lightly, as if killing two Huamai Dzogchen monks was not so difficult for him.

Everyone was shocked when he saw him confessing in person, even Elder Wu and Elder Sun felt incredible.

"Nephew Di, you tell us the details, let me infer what level of your strength is?" As the elder Zhenwu who teaches his disciples, he has a very detailed understanding of force. He once thought about it. Di Jing took a closer look and found out from Di Jing a way to enhance the quality of the pulse.

"I don't want to say any more about the process. I didn't do anything about killing him or any tricks."

After this battle, Di Jing is quite satisfied with his improvement. He is now confident. In the Huamai Realm, few are his opponents, and his current target is those ancient races.

Those creatures have strong bloodlines, inherited from ancient times, and have extraordinary talents. He still doesn't know the strength of the other party and whether he can match them.

When everyone saw him, he didn't want to say it, so they couldn't ask any more questions.

The two elders explained the purpose of coming to Shenxiao City this time. Because the Mingtu wasteland has changed, the celestial phenomenon has changed. After some calculations, the major sects have faintly discovered that there is a unique opportunity to be born in the Mingtu wasteland, but the specifics are not. Concealed by the secrets of heaven, the calculation is not clear.

"This time in the Mingtu wasteland, it seems to be shrouded by a strange power. The enchantment is set up, and the monks above the Huamai realm will be restricted from entering it. Only the cultivation of the Huamai realm will not be affected." Sun The elder conveyed the inference from the sect, with eager eyes, looking at the group of young people.

Li Feng nodded and said: "When the ancient races came to Gods City, we saw that there were no creatures above the real blood level among them, and we concluded that creatures with advanced cultivation levels would not be able to enter. Now it seems that it is true."

"The ancient races have a lot of means and powerful backgrounds, and they know many secrets that our human races don't know. The legend of the Ming Tu wasteland was also left from ancient times, and many creatures were buried. Entering it this time, these ancient races will definitely have an advantage, you Compared with these creatures, if there are a lot of them, remember not to confront them directly." Elder Wu's face was solemn and solemnly instructed.

The creatures that survived the ancients, although they haven't had a war with the human race for many years, they can't be regarded as the good ones. Although the human race is now powerful, it is not the ruler of the ten thousand races. Those powerful races are the highest existence in this world.

"We can't enter the Mingtu Wasteland, but we will wait outside. If it is really dangerous, we will exit. As long as the two of us are there, no one, even the ancient race, dare to chase you down!" The elder came to Shenxiao City this time to serve as their backing. There was nothing they could do in the barren forest, but once they came out, no one would dare to be presumptuous in front of them.

"Don't worry, elders, we understand! The disciples of Zongling Dongtian will only allow others to confuse others. How can they be bullied so easily?" The younger generation of disciples are very confident. They are the elite disciples of Zongling Dongtian, one of the best in Chenzhou. Pie, many people hear this name opportunity to regress, who would dare to bully it

Elder Wu nodded with satisfaction, and said, "You have obtained the chances yourself. There is life and death in the process. No wonder others, you have to take care of yourself."

After speaking, the two elders looked at Di Jing deeply.

After another two days, a voice of vicissitudes rang out in the city of Shenxiao, penetrating every place in the city. The sound of the gods and souls that shocked everyone was like the power of the sky, with supreme majesty .

"The enchantment of the Mingtu Wasteland has emerged from the chaos, and everyone can enter it to find opportunities, heaven is ruthless, life and death are left to life!"

The sound is buzzing, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, which makes people awe.

"The barrier is now, we can set off!" The two elders summoned everyone and set off directly towards the Ming Tu wasteland.

At this moment, in the city of Gods, the voices are full of people, and countless monks rise into the sky and fly towards the fateful wasteland. Among them are casual cultivators, there are also disciples of all kinds of schools, and there is a strange wave of creatures. After the sky, Each body has undergone tremendous changes, transforming into the original appearance, looking hideous and vicious, huge in size, running like the wind, and shocked many monks hurriedly dodge.

Di Jing and the others walked in the wind at a very fast speed. Within half a day, a barren ancient forest came into view. The mountains were undulating and continuous, and tens of thousands of years of ancient trees grew in pieces. A long distance away, you can feel the vicissitudes of life.

Above this imperceptible wasteland of Ming Tu, there was a huge black cloud shrouded in an inexplicable force, like a whirlpool, the sound of muffled thunder kept shaking, and thunder and lightning snaked like dragons and snakes.

"What a terrifying vision!" A monk couldn't help sighing, the heavy dark clouds, like the sky about to fall, made people feel depressed.

"The more dangerous, the greater the chance!"

In the wild forest, there is still a lot of mist, making the entire Ming Tu wasteland appear mysterious and strange.

When everyone approached the edge, they all landed and did not rush in. Outside the barren woods, many monks and creatures have already been waiting. Some sat down and meditated, while others walked back and forth, very anxious.

"After entering dozens of miles, there will be poisonous miasma, and no matter what method is used, it can't be removed."

"This kind of poisonous miasma is so powerful that it can't even resist the poison pill. It starts to fester as soon as it touches the body. Before many people rushed in and were killed in it, only a few people escaped."

"I don't know if the powerful people in Shenxiao City know about this, but can there be a way to disperse the poisonous miasma and let us enter?"

All the people stopped outside, even those powerful creatures did not dare to break in, because the poisonous miasma on the periphery was too terrifying, as long as they were flesh and blood, they would die if they touched them.

"I don't know if this is also the case on the other side of the Mingtu Wasteland?" A monk looked at the endless place with doubts.

"It must be the same, otherwise, it would be too unfair to our Brother Chenzhou!"

"This Mingtu wasteland is located in Chenzhou, and that should be the right to enter the monks of Chenzhou. People from outside the region also want to intervene in and grab opportunities. It's so exasperating!"

There are certainly not many real great opportunities, and it can even be said that there are few sources of small machines. With so many creatures, all of them will enter and fight for it, and many people will definitely lose their lives. What's more, on the other side of the Mingtu Wasteland, there are people from outside the territories who are staring at it, making some monks very unhappy.

"Ming Tu Wasteland is so big, you monk in Chenzhou, can you eat it?" At this time, a cold voice sounded, directly targeting the monk who had spoken before.

"Huh?" The cultivator turned his head, looked at each other, and said, "Who are you? Listen to your tone, it seems that it is not my Chenzhou cultivator!"

"The Great Wilderness Border City, Yu Family!" Yu Fan said coldly, slightly raised his arrogant head, and didn't put the opponent in his eyes.

"What the hell is the Great Wilderness Border Town, and what is the Yu family? It's actually in my dust state..." The monk saw that he had no one in his eyes, and he was so angry that he was about to A few words of sarcasm, but suddenly felt the impact of a violent flame in the body, burning all five internal parts, and instantly the whole body burned.

"It's damn good to speak badly!" Yu Fan closed his palms, his eyes icy.

"True blood monk!" The people around saw him, quickly avoided, and looked at each other with fear.

Among the thousands of creatures present, there were very few cultivation bases above the real blood realm. Only those large sects were escorted and guarded by masters, and the rest were mostly casual cultivation, with no background at all.

There are still many monks who know about the Great Wilderness Border City, but only legends do not know the specifics. Some people say that it belongs to an ancient city on the border of Chenzhou, while others say that it does not belong to Chenzhou, but a mysterious giant outside the territory. And the ones who really know, I cherish the words like gold, and don't want to say more.

Soon, the sun went down, the sky gradually dimmed, and the dark clouds in the sky became more dignified. Suddenly thunder rushed away, rushing and roaring, like a doomsday, and thick lightning continued to bombard the depths of the waste forest, like a dragon in the forest. Traveling in the middle of the road, the mountains wherever they pass have destroyed trees, and the fire is raging.

Thunder and lightning are like raindrops. In just a moment, I don't know how much thunder has fallen. Many places in that huge barren forest have become ruins, devastated, like having experienced a brutal war.

After a long time, the dark clouds in the sky collected the thunder, but in the circling clouds, there were still thunder and lightning wandering, hiding unknowable variables.

"You can go in now!"

In the long sky, a loud voice came from the darkness, and it spread into the ears of all the monks on the edge of the barren forest.

"The poisonous miasma is dispersed, we can go in!" a monk shouted, and rushed in desperately.

Others saw the people who entered it all right, knowing that the fate of the wasteland was completely opened to them, and the flow of people poured into it like a flood. This entry has entered a blood and bone road, so many people are destined to not be peaceful.

"We should go in too!" Chen Tai walked in the forefront. He had already held the magic weapon in his hand. Once inside, he was the contender, and danger came at any time.

The people who came to participate in the Yuntai Wushu, plus a group of disciples brought by the two elders, in Zongling Dongtian this time, more than forty people entered the Mingtu Wasteland, which is twice as many as the Kunxu Shenshan before. .

"Huh? Isn't that person a true blood cultivator? How can he come in?" Not far away, a cultivator looked in front of him and cried out strangely.

Di Jing looked at everyone, and saw that the opponent was powerful and bloody, and he was indeed a true blood cultivator.