Xu Hao, the sixth-generation disciple of Wuzong of the Julu Kingdom of the third-level cultivation nation, was sitting on a huge pumice stone and sorting out his spoils of the past few years. At this moment, his voice transmission jade slip was violent. Flashing.
Xu Hao frowned slightly, took out the jade slip and placed it on his forehead, and suddenly a rapid voice sounded in his consciousness.
"Quickly come to the 48-degree northwest corner, there is a masterless spirit here!"
The translator is Ge Yang, a good friend he met on the battlefield outside the territory. Both of them were in the late stage of foundation building.
Xu Hao's expression immediately changed slightly after listening to it, and then he revealed a look of ecstasy, his divine consciousness, is the most precious thing on the battlefield outside the territory, and it is even rarer than a complete magic weapon.
Only those powerful cultivators will have a very small chance that a trace of spiritual consciousness will be released after the Yuan Ying is separated from the body after death, and after the Yuan Ying is destroyed.
Xu Hao did not know the specific role of this divine consciousness, but he clearly remembered that at the moment he entered the outer battlefield, the envoy of the higher level cultivation nation made a list, and the top ten on the top had a divine consciousness item.
The items on the list must be turned in after they are obtained, and certain rewards will be given. Thinking of this, Xu Hao felt his heart beating wildly, and aside from a movement, he flew towards the northwest corner.
When he came here, he found that a lot of people had gathered here. There was a huge hood in the distance with a huge blue spot floating in the air. not moving at all.
Xu Hao's eyes showed greedy gaze, and without saying a word, he patted his storage bag, took out a pitch-black fork, and rushed all the way.
Besides Wang Lin, he quietly waited for the space cracks to appear. After a long time, eight cracks suddenly appeared within the scope of his spiritual consciousness.
Wang Lin's spiritual sense immediately penetrated. Cut off. Send out the Eight Paths of Divine Sense.
Such a process. Has been going on. Wang Lin’s spiritual knowledge. Fewer and fewer. There are already countless spirits sent out.
Extraterritorial battlefield. In these three years. Fallen into a madness. Since the sudden appearance of Wuzhu Divine Sense was snatched by Xu and Ge three years ago, all the personnel who cleaned up the battlefield outside the territory went crazy. After that, Divine Sense appeared on the battlefield outside the territory almost every day.
This sense of spirit is too much to imagine. This weird scene. If it is usual, it will definitely attract the attention of the superior cultivation country. But these three years. The superior cultivation country did not send a single person to investigate.
Outside the battlefield. It is extremely unstable now. For some inexplicable reasons. The people inside can't get out. People outside can't get in.
It boils down to it. The problem still appears in the space cracks. Over the past ten years. The entire extraterritorial battlefield. There are too many cracks in the space. Especially where there are several entrances. It is densely packed and almost countless.
The powerhouses of the fourth and fifth levels of cultivation nation, the answer obtained by analysis is that the battlefield outside the territory is close to the edge of collapse. At this time, even if a master of the meta-infant stage enters, it is very likely to cause an uncontrollable collapse.
As for asking people from the sixth-level comprehension country to repair it. That cost is too high. Even if it is known that there is a large amount of divine consciousness in the extraterritorial battlefield, it is still not enough to pay for the repair cost.
And most importantly, there is not only one extraterritorial battlefield. It is really unnecessary to repair a battlefield that is about to collapse. Therefore, generally speaking, if the extraterritorial battlefield fails to be effective in spell reinforcement, this battlefield will be abandoned.
But what makes these powerhouses puzzling is that this battlefield clearly has a budget that can be used for at least several thousand years, but why has it deteriorated suddenly in just ten years
They didn't know that the reason for all of this actually had to be traced to Wang Lin's head. If it weren't for his long-term impact, it wouldn't be the case.
The time of the space crack is completely different from the battlefield outside the territory. To spend a hundred years in the void of the space crack, the battlefield outside the territory is only one year.
To be precise, the time for Wang Lin to hit the crack in the space is 7 years to the outside world, but in fact, it is 700 years.
The 700-year continuous impact has caused the accelerated deterioration of the battlefield outside the territory. Now, no cultivator from the fourth or fifth level cultivation nation dared to enter this extraterritorial battlefield.
You can only enter by sound transmission, tell the cultivators of the third-level cultivation country to cancel this clean-up work, search for the gods with all your strength, and then unify the teleportation array to take everyone to leave.
Wang Lin has long forgotten the time. His spiritual consciousness is getting weaker and smaller. Now he no longer cuts off the spiritual consciousness, but is waiting for a larger crack to appear.
On this day, within the scope of Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness, a spatial crack that was several times larger than before finally appeared, and Wang Lin did not hesitate to get in.
Ma Liang had taken a fancy to a magic weapon. This magic weapon was the same as the ink light he encountered back then. It was something that could fly automatically. For this magic weapon, Ma Liang was exhausted and chased for three days.
He smiled bitterly at the flying sword with purple light ahead, secretly saying that if the shuttle hadn't been snatched back then, he would be able to catch up with it easily now, and he wouldn't be so tired.
Thinking of the shuttle, Ma Liang couldn't help but think of the ink light. In more than ten years, he had imagined more than once, what magic weapon in the ink light could be chased by the troll tribe, it must be a piece of it. Unable to guard against the sky.
Every time he thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh.
"The teleportation channel will not be used early and late. It happened that Laozi’s 50-year time limit was about to expire, and then it was opened. However, no matter how you say it, you can finally go home. In recent years, it’s too dangerous here. It’s all those who suddenly appeared. I’m making trouble with my spiritual sense, when I get this flying sword, I’ll go back to the assembly point, hey, younger sister, you must wait for me, don’t promise the big brother, he is a beast with a face and a beast, only I I am infatuated with you." Ma Liang muttered in his heart, and continued to chase forward.
"But fifty years have passed, what exactly has the little junior sister become now? Uh... She practiced the God of War. It is said that she has a beauty effect. It looks like she should be in her thirties. If she becomes an old woman, then I'd better give up, hum, this time, of the dozens of people who came to the Temple of War, only ten are still alive. When I go back this time, I will definitely be cultivated by the head, and I got the bottle of medicine a few days ago. After taking one pill, I will stay young forever. Even if I go back, I look like a young man in my twenties. I can’t find what kind of girl I will be at that time.” Ma Liang smiled, only feeling full of her body. Power, the speed seems to be a bit faster.
Ma Liangzheng was proud, and suddenly flew to two Changhongs from a distance. In the blink of an eye, he approached Ma Liang. One of the Changhongs immediately surpassed Ma Liang. It swayed at the flying sword in front of him and immediately revealed his figure. A teenager in his mid-teens, his eyes were gloomy, he grabbed it with a big hand, and after holding the flying sword, he threw it into the storage bag without looking at it, then turned around and stared at Ma Liang gloomily.
At this time, another Changhong also fell, a middle-aged man in black, standing behind Ma Liang, looking at him with a smile.
Ma Liang's complexion changed slightly, and he lost his voice: "Xu Hao, Ge Yang!" Ma Liang cried from the bottom of his heart. He had seen the two of them from a distance before, so he recognized them at a glance. These two are notorious and love to kill. Seize the treasure.
Ma Liang decisively tore off the storage bag and threw it directly to Xu Hao in front of him, begging: "Two fellow Taoists, all my gains over the years are here. Even if you two take it, I just want to be able to protect it. life."
Xu Hao was startled, but he swept away his storage bag, glanced at Ma Liang, and said with a smile: "You are the most spineless I have ever seen, but you are also the most knowledgeable about current affairs, nothing more, let you go once today, get out! "
Ma Liang breathed a sigh of relief and was about to retreat. Suddenly, his expression changed, and a mouthful of blood spewed out. A flying sword penetrated through his chest. His body trembled, and he clearly felt that life was slowly passing by, and he was struggling. He turned around and stared at Ge Yang, with blood in his mouth, and said vaguely: "You..."
Ge Yang waved his hand and Feijian flew back. He said nonchalantly: "I didn't say let you go." After speaking, he moved without even looking at Ma Liang, and flew away.
Xu Hao shook his head to Ma Liang when he was dying. He got up and followed. He knew in his heart that it was Ge Yang who hated Ma Liang and gave him the storage bag. He and Ge Yang had an agreement to store the storage. Whoever gets the bag belongs to whoever has it.
If Ma Liang had given Ge Yang the storage bag just now, Xu Hao would have done the same.
Ma Liang's consciousness has been blurred. The little junior sister appeared before his eyes, and gradually closed his eyes. At this moment, a huge spatial crack appeared beside Ma Liang's corpse, and a huge divine consciousness jumped out and rushed out. .
After the divine sense appeared, he paused for a while, and immediately got into Ma Liang's body. After a long time, Ma Liang suddenly opened his eyes, and two gleams of light flashed through his eyes.
The wound on his chest grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and quickly returned to its original state. A cold to the extreme voice came from his mouth: "Teng Huayuan, I, Wang Lin, are back! Divine consciousness, return! "
Suddenly, in the entire outer battlefield, all of Wang Lin’s previous divine knowledge, whether in someone else’s storage bag, or being refined in his body, or being robbed by others, all divine knowledge, at this moment, All trembled.
A series of divine consciousness, from various places on the battlefield outside the territory, swiftly drilled out of magic weapons, storage bags, and human bodies, and gathered desperately to the place where Wang Lin was.
An unprecedented panic rises in the hearts of every monk who has acquired divine knowledge on the battlefield outside the territory.