On the gray and dark ground, Ye Chuan walked alone among the tombs.
This mountain is very high. When you stand at the foot of the mountain and look up, you can't see the top of the mountain at a glance. It is so majestic and towering that it seems to connect the sky and the earth. The further you go up the mountain, the narrower your field of vision becomes, and the air is filled with thick gray fog.
Not only does this gray mist affect vision, it also vaguely suppresses the power fluctuations in the body, which is obviously a restriction. When he was still at the foot of the mountain, Ye Chuan tried it. Even if the nine sky-swallowing talismans were activated together, they could not fly through the air. Even if he sacrificed the dragon-slaying flying sword, he could not step on it and fly with the flying sword. At the same time, the sensing range of the divine soul has also been greatly weakened, and nothing can be sensed when the divine sense is extended to a thousand meters away.
The sky is dark and low, everywhere you look are graves, and ancient restrictions are everywhere...
The weird and strange space makes people feel frightened. An ordinary person would have already felt weak in the legs and trembling all over. However, Ye Chuan kept walking forward. As a former great sage who covers the sky, no matter how dangerous the ancient evil realm is, Ye Chuan kept walking forward. He has been through all the troubles and is used to the wind and waves. However, the speed is getting slower and slower, and my heart is getting heavier and heavier. This place is so weird. Even if Zhu Sijia, Yu Mo and others were teleported here, the chances of finding them would be slim, just like finding a needle in a haystack.
Looking around, Ye Chuan suddenly stopped.
First, he took out a large number of crystals to build a simple demon-killing array. Then, he placed the iron-blooded flag in the middle as the center of the formation. He then sat down cross-legged against the iron-blooded flag and took out the forcibly seized war drum.
The road ahead was dangerous and unpredictable, so Ye Chuan might as well refine the Sky War Drum he had just obtained first.
No matter at any time, the most important thing is to improve your cultivation and enhance your combat effectiveness. Not to mention too much, breaking through a small realm, or even condensing an extra sky-swallowing talisman, may be crucial at the critical moment.
The surroundings were shrouded in thick gray fog, making it impossible to see in the distance or sense anything. Even if Qingtianhou or Imperial Master Jiang Tunsheng suddenly caught up, they would not be able to see it. It was dangerous and unpredictable to move forward, and it might be even more dangerous to stop, but Ye Chuan stayed calm and calmly followed his own strategy to deal with it. Even, instead of rushing to refine it, he carefully looked at the war drum in his hand first.
This war drum has a unique shape, six or seven times the size of ordinary war drums, and can be beaten by several people at the same time. I don't know what kind of material the drum surface is made of. It is tough and elastic. It can't be scratched even if it is scratched with the dragon-slaying flying sword, leaving only a faint mark. The body of the drum is engraved with many mysterious patterns. It looks like it is blessed with some magic circle, but the method is obviously different from the formation method in the wild world. Obviously, this is the method of the outer world. With Ye Chuan's rich experience in the previous life, I can't understand it all at once.
With a clap of his hand, the low drum body penetrated the gray fog and spread far away. The gray fog, which was difficult for spiritual thoughts to penetrate, actually rippled along with the drum body. This drum sound has a wonderful magical power, which quickly reminds people of the scene where the mighty herd of animals was frightened by the drum sound and stopped far away and caused a commotion.
"Qingtian Hou, Qingtian Drum... Is this a powerful weapon that Qingtian Hou brought from the outer world, or is it a treasure that he refined with his own hands?"
Ye Chuan murmured to himself and observed it for a while before starting to refine it.
Hot flames quickly rose from the palms of both hands. Under the barbecue of the flames, this unique war drum began to soften. When the heat is about the same, add a few drops of essence and blood, and then spray it with a breath of vitality...
Refining different treasures usually requires different techniques. Now, Ye Chuan is using the most common technique in the wild world. There is nothing special about this method. The refining speed is a bit slow but the effect is very good. The main test is the weapon refiner's strength and control of the heat. The method is right, but if you don't have enough cultivation and strength, you can only look forward to it. You have enough cultivation, but you don't have enough experience to control the temperature of fire. You may have exhausted your energy and gained nothing. Often the more common and common the techniques are, the more they require precipitation and accumulation. It is more difficult to master popular things.
It just so happened that Ye Chuan's current cultivation level couldn't be said to be very high, but it was just enough. As a former great sage, there is no lack of precipitation and accumulation.
The mysterious sky-high war drum slowly changed color under his refining, and an extra layer of blood light rippled on the surface.
Roar! An angry shout suddenly came from the depths of the war drum. This was the soul mark left by Qingtianhou in the war drum. He roared loudly, "Boy, do you dare to refine my treasure?"
A sword light transformed from spiritual thoughts suddenly rushed out from the war drum and struck directly at Ye Chuan's neck.
A ray of spiritual thought, or even a soul imprint, is a clone! Even millions of years ago, this was a method only available to ancient saints!
The soul mark that Qing Tianhou left in the war drum suddenly launched a fierce attack on Ye Chuan.
The more powerful a treasure is, the more unknown dangers it contains, especially ancient treasures that cannot be seen through are even more dangerous. In history, many famous weapon-refining masters died not because of the pursuit of their enemies, but in the process of refining weapons. This was the reason.
The attack from Qingtian Hou's Soul Brand was particularly fierce, but Ye Chuan was already prepared. The iron-blooded flag behind him suddenly clattered, and the flag swayed rapidly, knocking away the light of the sword transformed from Qingtianhou's spiritual thoughts.
"I am just refining your treasure, what can you do?"
Ye Chuan sneered, bit the tip of his tongue and squirted out a mouthful of his life essence and blood. The nine sky-swallowing talismans quickly rotated to create a series of spells. Soon, the mark of Qingtianhou's soul deep in the war drum was completely eradicated with a wailing cry. With a flash of red light, the huge war drum shrank into a small red dot, which turned into a streak of blood and sank into Ye Chuan's body, where it was completely refined. A majestic power immediately emerged from Ye Chuan's body, part of it merged into the flesh and limbs, and most of it settled in the dantian and merged with the cyclones beside several sky-swallowing talismans, constantly changing shapes. , the signs of condensing a new sky-swallowing talisman suddenly became stronger.
"Give me strength, give me a breakthrough!"
Ye Chuan lost no time in taking out a bottle of Peiyuan Pill that he had refined by himself, swallowed it all in one gulp, shouted loudly, and used the Green Lotus Lamp to fire out a series of magic formulas, silently reciting the Demon Refining and Devouring Heaven Techniques.
The simple and mysterious green lotus lantern, the blue light surges.
Under the illumination of this green light, the power fluctuations in Ye Chuan's body increased steadily. When the power fluctuation climbed to the extreme, his body suddenly trembled, and he forcibly broke through from the fifth level of the real person to the sixth level of the real person. Immediately afterwards, the cyclone in the dantian settled down and condensed into a war drum-shaped talisman. As soon as he thought about it, the war drum-shaped talisman began to tremble, and then a deep and powerful drum beat sounded around him, which was soul-stirring, and thick gray fog rippled over a large area.
The tenth sky-swallowing talisman!
After refining Qingtian Hou's treasure Qingtian War Drum, Ye Chuan broke through the bottleneck in one go and condensed a long-awaited new talisman. A sky-swallowing talisman weighed eighteen thousand kilograms. When the power of ten sky-swallowing talismans was added together, that That’s a staggering 180,000 pounds!
Ye Chuan, who broke into the lost city dangerously at the last moment, got an unexpected opportunity before he could find the treasure sealed in the holy land of the Kraken clan. In a sense, the war drum of Lianhua Qingtianhou took away part of his original power and even his luck!
From the horizon, there was suddenly an ear-splitting roar, penetrating through the thick gray fog and coming from afar, with murderous intent rising into the sky like a demon coming.
This time, it's not a clone of his mind, but Qingtianhou's true self roaring and roaring.
What Ye Chuan was most worried about showed up. As expected, Qingtianhou used his great magical power to tear apart the void and chased after him!
Without any hesitation, Ye Chuan put away his iron-blooded flag and ran away, plunging into the thick fog.