Qin Ming stood on a blood-stained low mountain, stepped on the corpse of a magic butterfly, and looked at the prehistoric battlefield filled with mist. It doesn't reach the edge, it seems that there are thousands of miles away. There are groups of mountains here, the ups and downs are more varied, some are like rushing tides, some are more like ferocious beasts, and there are towering and straight mountains, either majestic or towering. There are rivers rushing here, and there is also a bay of spirit lakes, in which there are a lot of beasts lurking. flood
The aura in the deserted battlefield is very strong, almost like that of the Elf Island, liquefied into mist, floating between the sky and the earth. Qin
Observing the environment of this prehistoric battlefield, he is also feeling the energy here. Indeed, as Yang Dingfeng said, it has an almost barren appearance, vast atmosphere, ancient and long, and the spiritual power between heaven and earth is evenly distributed and smooth. With a wildness.
Although the Great Desolate Battlefield belongs to the Great Chaos Realm, those forces in the Great Chaos Realm rarely intervene, let alone come in easily. So since ancient times, countless people have fallen here, and countless people have left treasures and bones, which have always existed here. In fact, it's not that the Great Chaos Realm doesn't want the treasures left here, but it's inconvenient to want them. If they hold high the flag of independence from the world and wait for someone to die, then accept his treasures and keep his bones, the dead The forces behind it will never give up, so they simply ignore it, let alone send it out, and just stay here.
Who wants it? Enter the prehistoric battlefield to get it yourself!
After countless years, no one can tell how many bones and secrets are buried here.
This is a battlefield, so why not a treasure land. But below the level of Tianwu Realm, there are really few people rushing here, because there are not only secrets and treasures here, but also countless beasts and traps, which are full of dangers.
Just like Qin Ming standing here, there are more than a dozen pairs of eyes staring at him in the seemingly normal short mountain. They are a group of ferocious 'Thousand Jun Ants', the size of a calf, and their bodies are as hard as black iron. Its violent force is extremely terrifying, and it can crash into a thousand-foot-high mountain. An ancient giant tree stood quietly in front of the mountain. In fact, there was a soul hidden in it. This was a tree demon that gave birth to a spiritual wisdom, and it had quietly locked onto Qin Ming.
It's just that they are still stable for the time being because of Qin Ming's powerful momentum and the power of killing the magic butterfly with one punch. high
A loud and piercing howl suddenly sounded in the sky, and a precious and fierce flamingo suddenly broke through the clouds, swooped down from high altitude, and rushed towards the tree demon in front of the mountain.
The tree demon was more than 30 meters high, with more than a dozen branches dancing wildly, the whole body was silvery like water, radiating from the inside, and quickly transformed into a fairy, lying in the air, pure white and holy, surging with a powerful power, The dryad seemed to have released some kind of martial arts. fire
The flamingo screamed ferociously, without slowing down, its gorgeous and huge wings set off monstrous flames, covering the sky like a flood, pouring down with a rumbling sound, the momentum was astonishing.
Boom! two
A strand of energy collided in mid-air, and the raging fire and silver light blended together, like a fire and water riot, boiling the mountains and forests. However, many giant trees and mountains around them spontaneously bloomed with brilliance, resisting the power of the explosion. It seems that all the vegetation and rocks have a little consciousness born in countless years, and have the ability to protect themselves. Despite the frequent chaotic battles in the prehistoric battlefield, the landscape of the forest has remained intact. Qin
The Fifteen Ton Ants under Ming's feet seized the opportunity and were about to strike violently immediately. Qin Ming's feet burst into a fiery golden light, broke into the mountain, and devoured their vitality. A dozen or so Fifteen Ton Ants screamed and struggled, writhing in pain, turned around one after another and burrowed into the depths of the ground. one
The old man ran over from a distance, with a snow-white sparrow squatting on his shoulder, staring at the flamingo that was being brutally slaughtered.
"Little brother, do you want it?" The old man asked Qin Ming, but he didn't look at him. "
It's yours. "Qin Ming soared into the air and flew towards the distance. He must first understand the environment of the prehistoric battlefield, and when the strong men of the various royal families come in, he can take the lead whether it is fighting or retreating. The old man
After confirming that Qin Ming had really left, he continued to keep an eye on the flamingo.
The flamingo was attacking unscrupulously, but suddenly sensed the danger, and fixed its sharp eyes on the sparrow on the old man's shoulder. In an instant, the dryad seized the opportunity, and the branch pierced through the flamingo's chest like a spear. fire
The flamingos screamed, cut off the branches, and fled in embarrassment.
"That's yours!" The old man laughed, and the sparrow on his shoulder rushed out like lightning. Although it was petite and white, the moment it rushed out, it boiled with a monstrous white light, and the world seemed to be frozen. He easily intercepted the flamingo, opened his mouth and screamed, and exhaled a terrifying breath, swallowing the flamingo and Lie Yan.
"Haha, good good! The thirteenth category of spiritual bird, and the seventeenth category!" The old man clapped excitedly. The sparrow returned to the old man's shoulder, opened its mouth and hiccupped, and spewed out a burst of hot air. It shook its body and stood proudly, but there was a frightening gleam in its nimble little eyes. Let it exude a unique power as a whole.
"what about the taste?""
There is an ancient pulse! "The white sparrow spoke out, cold and indifferent."
it is good! It is worthy of being a prehistoric battlefield, and it did not disappoint me! "The old man took the sparrow away excitedly.
A chance meeting, a wrong farewell, Qin Ming didn't take the old man seriously, and the old man didn't take Qin Ming seriously. Perhaps, Qin Ming didn't expect that the spirit bird on the old man would cause him countless troubles in the future, and a large number of relatives and friends would be exiled by it.
Dark clouds covered the sky, and thunder and lightning hung all over the sky like a torrential rain, covering the dense forests of mountains, rivers and forests for twenty or thirty miles. The range was huge, and the energy rioted. Thousands of beasts gathered from all directions, including thunder doves, red blood leopards, The spirit dog Thunder Lion, Overlord Thunder Snake, etc. are all beasts of the thunder and lightning type. They are fighting wildly, rushing towards the sky one after another, killing the sky and the earth.
Many strong men who were hunting in the prehistoric battlefield were attracted, scattered in the depths of the forest, shocked by the scene in front of them, and looked at the depths of the thunder cloud with even more suspicion. There was a thunder ball as bright as the scorching sun, bursting with purple thunder tides, boiling like fire, rioting endlessly, and filled with terrifying thunder power.
A giant mountain below collapsed, and the thunder ball seemed to rush out of it, disrupting the energy in this area, attracting thousands of thunder beasts to plunder and fight frantically, the tragic scene was shocking.
"What kind of treasure is that?" The strong men everywhere looked dignified, and they were able to stimulate the beast tide like this! However, the thunder power in the thunder ball is really terrifying, reflecting the thick mountainous clouds into a strange purple, and many falling lightning suddenly change color before bombing the mountains and rivers, bursting out with the power of heaven's punishment. The river tide rioted, the mountain collapsed, and it was deafening, and the souls of many people were shaking.
"There are characters in that thunder ball, and there is an ancient book in it?" Several strong men's eyes were unusually bright, they saw through the thunderstorm, passed through the clouds, and vaguely saw the real appearance of the thunder ball. There are all kinds of wonderful characters flashing in it, very ancient, flashing with strong light, each of them is like an ancient thunder beast, extremely manic, blooming with terrifying thunder power, as if about to rush out of the seal.