On the battlefield of gods and demons, black smoke is billowing, demonic energy is billowing, bones are hidden everywhere, some have decayed, some are half buried in the soil, and some are still standing upright even after dying for thousands of years, maintaining the appearance of rushing and killing in life , murderous, and even some, who have been dead for a long time, but have not even melted their flesh and blood. Although they maintain their appearance before they were alive, even the flesh and blood are shining brightly, and the blood still retains that crimson color, with a strong bloody smell Distributed between heaven and earth, such as Shura battlefield.
This is absolute purgatory on earth!
The former heavenly soldiers and generals, peerless true immortals, even if they are dead, they are still not eroded by the rules of heaven and earth!
Ordinary people have entered this battlefield, not to mention the turbulent demonic energy and the illusions that may arise and die everywhere, just the aftermath of those heavenly soldiers and generals, may directly capture people's hearts, and completely lose their minds , kneeling on the ground!
At this time, it was only a few hundred miles deep into this battlefield, and it was already unbearable. It was hard to imagine what kind of terrifying scene would exist in the depths of the vast battlefield ahead. As the ancient crane entered the battlefield, At this time, a thousand immortal soldiers had gathered tightly together, and thirty-six monks stood around them, reciting ancient scriptures to resist the fierceness of the battlefield.
At this time, it is also time to test the cultivation base.
Experts such as Gu He and Jiang Wendao all looked as usual. Obviously, the distance of hundreds of miles into the battlefield of gods and demons was not enough to affect them, while Hu Xianji was a little closer to those monks, borrowing their Dharma, Expel the demonic energy, and the little saints of the gods were even more imposing at this time, showing no fear of the demonic energy at all, and even dispersed under the guidance of the god son of the night clan, with respectful expressions, holding Cosmos bag, to collect the broken and broken bones around, and bring it with you.
"Roar… "
Some of the bones had already lost their spirituality, so they were put away casually.
But there are also some, which are extremely fierce, let alone put them away, as soon as a creature approaches, they immediately emit a billowing demonic energy, triggering changes in the air mechanism of the world, dark clouds in the gray sky, and a faint roar. Breathtaking!
Facing such shocking magic, they are like children facing the power of heaven and earth, their hearts tremble!
Seeing this scene, Lingshanzi, Huamier and others who were about to step forward with Qiankun bags all stopped immediately, not daring to move rashly.
And the masters of the Immortal League and the Immortal Soldiers were all on alert immediately, not daring to slack off in the slightest.
However, faced with this situation, the God Son of the Ye Clan was clearly prepared. He stood up quietly, stepped into the void, and came to the midair. In the void, his true appearance was printed, but it was a giant bat with a figure as fierce and terrifying as a hill. As he bowed down in the air, the giant bat also bowed towards the sky and earth, and then The son of the Ye Clan groaned in a low voice, like a prayer, or a spell, faint and deep, scattered between the heaven and the earth...
"The ancestors are sad, and now they return to their homeland..."
"The younger generation is unworthy, looking forward to the return of the ancestors..."
"Protect my luck, protect the glory of the clan..."
As the prayer slowly diffused into the sky and the earth, the aura on his body swelled even more, like a whirlwind, spreading out in all directions with him as the center. Also like him, exuding his own aura, as if deliberately distinguishing himself from other people, while the fourth prince of Canglanhai, the descendant of the little fairy world, Jidao, the little god king of Aogu, etc., Then one by one honestly, quietly stood aside and watched...
boom! boom! boom!
There seemed to be an existence in the sky that sensed their aura, and nine thunderstorms rang out in succession, and the devilish energy between the heaven and the earth reached its strongest at this moment, and all cultivators were all high-strength arrogances The characters, at this time, were terrified at the same time, as if they felt countless eyes looking at them, without any emotion, just looking at them coldly.
At this moment, countless illusions appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
There are all kinds of strange-looking white-armored creatures fighting fiercely with black-armored soldiers...
There are countless ghosts and ghosts howling towards the bright moon day and night...
There are great changes in the world, the vicissitudes of life, the changing of the sun and the shifting of the stars, and the lonely appearance of time passing by...
Scenes of phantoms, with endless changes, almost make people addicted to it, unable to extricate themselves!
But the strange thing is that there is another scene at the end, which is a man holding a Fang Tian painted halberd and straddling a red blood bone horse, rushing around on the battlefield of gods and demons, with a ferocious aura, fighting with countless remnants of souls, The appearance of bone demons and even gods and demons fighting against each other...
"This is... those gods and demons who have died for tens of thousands of years are communicating with their descendants..."
Fang Xing also saw those illusions, his heart moved slightly, and he suddenly understood.
The God Son of the Ye Clan is really capable, and communicated with those ancestors who died for an unknown time through that weird prayer.
And those ancestors of the Protoss, whose spirituality may have long been obliterated, also responded.
Those illusions are their cries and memories...
Of course, everything else was fine, but the last scene made Fang Xing a little dumbfounded.
The little Martial God, Lu Fengxian, is really capable...
He honed himself on the battlefield of gods and demons, and these ghosts even remembered him.
If the previous memories of those ghosts are about how they fought against the demons, died here, and the ghosts could not return to their hometowns, and suffered day and night in the passing of time, then the last painting is a bit of a complaint: We have been dead for such a long time, and there are juniors who don't know the heights and depths of the world, come in, use us as a whetstone, and let us dead people use the remaining fighting spirit to sharpen his martial arts. Revenant, offending Kamui, it's too bullying...
"This person disturbed the ancestor's soul, he really deserves to die. Sooner or later, he beheaded this son and sacrificed to the ancestor's heroic spirit..."
Even the Son of the Ye Clan obviously didn't expect to see this scene, his expression was extremely strange, cold and resentful...
For the god race creatures, Lu Fengxian's method is no different from digging people's ancestral graves!
It's also a good thing that the Immortal League didn't find Lu Fengxian, otherwise if he followed in, he would definitely fight with the God Race creatures now!
"The younger generation disdains, it is thousands of years late, and is willing to accept the bones of the ancestors, and return to their hometown..."
In the void, the god son of the Ye clan bowed three times and kowtowed nine times, recited prayers, and made an appointment for a cup of tea before the ceremony ended.
And as he finished reciting the prayer, nine muffled thunders rang out in the sky. The heavy pressure pervading the entire world, like a huge stone, suppressed the chests of the cultivators, and the countless ways that seemed to be hiding in the dark to watch them However, the gaze also slowly disappeared, the world returned to calm, the demonic energy of the heavens faded a bit, and even through the thick clouds, one could faintly see the bleak scorching sun above the nine heavens, and those exuding At this time, the corpse with monstrous devilish energy became like an ordinary dead bone.
"The ancestors are above, forgive the crime of disturbing the younger generation!"
Lingshanzi, Huamier, Lihuo, the Patriarch of the Frostland Continent, and the others all held the Qiankun bag to meet them, chanted the secret mantra, and countless small black coffins flew out from the inside, covering the surrounding ground. All the dead bones were packed in coffins, and then they were respectfully put into the Qiankun bag. It was very particular, not every corpse was qualified to be contained in a coffin, and ordinary dead bones were put in directly. In the Qiankun bag, only those whose bones and blood have not yet melted away and who have fierce evil spirits are eligible to be put into the coffin.
Watching their actions, Zhongxianmeng, Fang Xing and others became outsiders, and could only watch with resignation.
This act of restraining the bones and dissolving the resentment of the bones is repeated almost every few hundred miles. This battlefield of gods and demons is extremely vast. After all, hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals have been buried. On the other hand, Shenzi of the Ye Clan and the others calmed down and calmed down slowly. They all had souls, and their movements were not slow, but every time they passed a domain, they still needed to delay for several hours. They were solemn about this atmosphere. It's not easy for others to interfere with their affairs, so they can only wait for them to get busy.
After marching for two days, they have gradually penetrated into the battlefield of gods and demons, which is more than two thousand li.
Along the way, there were no major disturbances. It seemed that they were indeed protected by their ancestors, as the Ye Clan god sons had said.
"Going further inside, I'm afraid that we are already close to the place where the immortal burial slope is. It is a notoriously fierce place. Even immortals will perish if they enter, let alone us? Your Highness Twins, in the past few days, you We have also collected most of the remains of our ancestors, and we have not encountered any danger. It is already our luck. In my opinion, we can return here... "
The Immortal League, who had been watching the work of the Protoss Xiaosheng, finally had objections, and they did not want to go any further.
It was Gu He who spoke. He looked at the core direction of the battlefield of gods and demons, with obvious fear on his face.
The other cultivators of the Immortal Alliance nodded their heads repeatedly after hearing this.
They have always been on tenterhooks during this journey, not only afraid of encountering some dangers, but also afraid of some unkind thoughts held by the creatures of the Protoss, who would suddenly have different intentions. Deep down.
"Mr. Gu He's words are a bit difficult for a strong man. In the battlefield of gods and demons, there are corpses of my ancestors everywhere. Since we are here, we should take them all out. Now the outer two thousand miles of the domain have been converged completely. Everything is going well, it is time to take advantage of the situation to enter and bring back the bones of the ancestors inside, and if you give up halfway, isn't that what the descendants of Xiao Xiao did?"
The Son of the Ye Clan was obviously very displeased, said a few words indifferently, and insisted on moving on.
"For you to retrieve so many bones, it has already shown the sincerity of our immortal alliance. If you go inside, the danger will increase exponentially. Even immortals can be buried. How can we have a little bit of self-sufficiency?" Guaranteeing power? You can’t let everyone risk your death because of the filial piety of your protoss creatures? In my opinion, it’s better to quit quickly!”
Gu He frowned tightly, unwilling to give in on this matter.
"If Mr. Gu He is afraid, you can lead the immortal soldiers to turn around first, and live or die. We are already ready!"
The son of the Ye clan answered lightly, neither yin nor yang, and his tone was not kind.
"snort!"
Gu He heard the words, his expression was already extremely displeased, his eyes flickered, and he was about to speak coldly.
But at this moment, there was a voice who laughed and said, "Mr. Gu He, let me say something, after all, our Immortal League agreed to Shenting, and now only half of the bones are taken back by him. I'm afraid it doesn't make sense, it's a waste of painstaking effort to start a fight at this time, it's better to let them go, let them hold back the bones in the front, and let us defend in the rear, if there is any danger, we will take action Let me help, anyway, I am quite sure about the actions of the saints in the court of God!"
The person who spoke was precisely Jiang Wendao with a smile on his face. Obviously he had a problem with Gu He's sudden withdrawal.
"That's right, I promised him to take back the bones of my ancestors, but now I've given up halfway, I'm afraid it's unreasonable..."
"In the past two days, there hasn't been much danger. If you're careful and go deeper, it won't be a big problem..."
"Filial piety is a big deal. I wait for the living beings of Tianyuan, after all the immortals, so it's not good to stop people from showing filial piety, right?"
As soon as Jiang asked, his supporters could only speak one by one, and their support continued to deepen.
Gu He's complexion had become extremely ugly, but after a long time, he could only wave his hands, and agreed to continue in-depth without further words.