Along the way, Ding Hao also discovered the corpses of some human warriors and demon warriors.
They were all lying scattered in the thick fog. Some were hacked to death with swords, and some had broken bodies, as if torn apart by wild beasts. The faces of these people kept expressions of fear and surprise, which was extremely necessary. Obviously, He fought against the atomized attackers for a long time, and finally fell out of strength.
A rough calculation showed that there were at least more than a hundred dead bodies.
Ding Hao was keenly aware that about one-tenth of the corpses were in a strange state of death. The heart and head were hollowed out, and all the water in the body was lost. They were like thousand-year-old mummies. This was different from the previous scenes in the second stage of Journey to the West. The corpses seen on the beach at the end of the ancient road were exactly the same.
"Someone is hunting down the warriors of the two tribes, using such cruel methods... for what purpose?"
Ding Hao had a vague feeling that this secret hunter should be the top martial king who assassinated him.
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As time went by, before he knew it, Ding Hao had stayed in this mist world for four days and four nights.
By now he has completely adapted to this rhythm of fighting all the time.
In the past four days and nights, I don't know how many mist creatures were killed by him. Ding Hao's nerves were like a taut bowstring. As long as there was any pressure, he could make the most powerful decisions in an instant. Correct reactions, physical movements, can sometimes even precede thoughts.
kill!
Ding Hao took great strides forward.
The sword light burst out from the rusty sword and the interrogation knife in his hand. It was dazzling and in the blink of an eye, it cut four or five ferocious beasts six to seven meters high into several pieces.
The mist dissipated, and the beast dispersed and disappeared.
But in the next moment, the mist rolled and turned into new skeletons or warriors, rushing up like ghosts.
Ding Hao has a handsome figure and is careless. He seems to be stuck in some kind of thinking and careless about everything in the outside world.
But the sword in his hand seemed to have spirituality, hanging slightly to the ground, blooming with a silvery red light. The sword energy burst out, as if it was shot out in streaks of brilliance, which could easily disintegrate the fog monster.
He can complete various moves and reactions in an instant without any hindrance.
Faintly, there is a feeling that the whole person, the sword and the sword are one.
Ding Hao stabilized his profound energy cultivation at the Grand Master level of the Three Apertures.
In the past few days, Ding Hao has mastered at least one-third of the more than two hundred sword fighting skills copied from the second floor of the Sword Tower and the second floor of the Sword Tower. As if half integrated into Ding Hao's body and soul, he not only understood the essence of the moves, but also completely mastered the usage and timing of these moves. Thousands of moves and sword techniques can be disassembled and connected to each other at will, such as There is no trace of the antelope hanging its horns.
There are still about two-thirds of the sword tower combat skills and sword tower combat skills left, which are still being understood.
"It's time to leave. The effect of the atomized monsters here on promoting my strength has been limited. It is not as strong as it was at the beginning. Even the powerful atomized monsters cannot threaten me anymore!"
Ding Hao was thoughtful.
In the past four days, he passed by the entrance to the third section of the ancient road. The purple whirlpool door kept flashing, and these experiences finally allowed Ding Hao to discover some clues about this mist world—
The closer you are to the entrance of the Purple Vortex Gate, the weaker the atomized monsters and attackers are.
The ancient road is generally long and narrow. In other words, the closer to the end of the third section of the ancient road, the higher the strength of the atomized attacker. In this way, you can head towards the fog all the way without relying on identifying the direction. Kill the strongest monsters and finally reach the end of the third section of the ancient road.
When Ding Hao came to the Purple Whirlpool Gate again, he decided to use this method to leave the mist world.
Practice has proved that this is a completely correct approach.
After spending about half a day, Ding Hao finally came to the end of the foggy world - the gray fog finally disappeared, and he came to a lawn about fifty meters wide. The desolate grass was shocking, and he was used to seeing it. The color of the gray mist, this crisp green, finally makes people happy.
As expected, there was a purple whirlpool door suspended above the lawn.
This is the gate to the fourth section of the ancient road to the West.
Just like on the beach in the second section of the Ancient Road to the West, Ding Hao found twenty or thirty corpses on the lawn.
These are the strong men of the human race and the demon race.
Some people died of serious injuries after struggling to get here, while others seemed to die from cannibalism. The storage tools and weapons on everyone's body were stripped off, and some good-looking female warriors even lost their clothes. Naked and naked, with his lower body a bloody mess, it was obvious that something extremely tragic had happened.
After the death of the powerful monsters, their prototypes basically appeared, and they were all rare beasts. Their bodies were all decomposed, and the precious parts such as the monster crystals and the heart that could be used to make mysterious weapons were all Being dug out should be the work of some human warriors. After all, to the human race, the entire body of the demon race is a treasure!
This is an extremely cruel world.
Especially when entering the Ancient Journey to the West, whether they are monsters or humans, the morals between each other have long since lost their bottom line, and only naked killings and interests are left between them. Even corpses will not be respected. .
Ding Hao sighed and entered the fourth stage of the Ancient Journey to the West.
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Ask the Sword Sect.
The short summer has passed, and the long winter has arrived.
The first heavy snowfall has long since fallen, completely covering hundreds of miles around Wenjian Mountain. The entire world has turned white. Snow State is located in the northernmost part of the Northern Territory. It has the longest winter of the year, occupying almost one-half of the area. During the above period, thousands of miles were covered with ice and thousands of miles of snow drifted.
Li Jianyi stood quietly on the top of the main peak, looking south.
That is the direction of Qingzhou.
Today, more than three months have passed since Ding Hao and the most outstanding disciples of the sect entered. It seemed like a moment, and it seemed extremely long. Li Jianyi really couldn't wait for Ding Hao and others to come back.
Now Wenjian Sect has finally become the highest-ranking sect in Xuezhou and has received the greatest support. These days, Li Jianyi has been thinking very hard, almost staying up day and night. For the revitalization of the sect, he does not know how much thought he has put into it. His hair is black His waterfall-like long hair was now half white, and he looked as if he was fifty or sixty years older.
Li Jianyi knew very well that this was the last chance for Wenjian Sect to rise.
If you can't grasp it, it will be impossible to surpass Qingping Academy in the future.
For the rise of the sect, Li Jianyi is willing to pay any price.
Hundreds of years have passed, but Li Jianyi still clearly remembers that when he was just a core disciple of the sect, his master, the leader of the previous generation, after participating in the sect's product review conference , suppressed his injuries and returned to Wenjian Sect, vomiting blood and dying. Before leaving, he held his hand on the hospital bed, and in front of dozens of elders of the sect, passed the position of head to him, never forgetting to revitalize the sect. Door…
I remember that before the old leader died, he swore to God that he would make Wenjian Sect the overlord of Snow State.
The oaths made in the past are still ringing in my ears.
A hundred years have passed. I, Tang Folei and others have worked hard to lay out the overall situation, and finally saw an opportunity for revitalization. The rise of super geniuses such as Ding Hao, Feng Ning, and Xie Jieyu made this opportunity even more possible. .
It's a pity that Qingping Academy did not completely collapse.
The master of Qingping Academy who once seriously injured the old master in the sect's product review conference is still alive and well.
The existence of a monster-level genius like Mu Tianyang allowed Qingping College to compete with Wenjian Sect without falling behind even if it failed in the sect competition.
It's an opportunity.
But it could also be an adventure.
"I don't know what happened to those little guys now. In that strange world, there are endless opportunities and extremely terrifying dangers. If you are not careful, the whole army may be wiped out."
In Li Jianyi's heart, he has never been able to let go of these young people.
Because he knew that those little guys - especially Ding Hao, who later lived in the mountains, were the sect's hope for real rise in the future.
"We have entered more than twenty people. Although we don't expect all of them to come back alive, there must be three or five who can return to the sect..." Looking at the snowflakes in the sky, Li Jianyi suddenly had mixed feelings for some reason and sighed softly.
He was once the most outstanding genius in the entire sect, but unfortunately due to his age, he was not admitted until he was fifty years old. This was a lifelong regret for him.
The last time it was opened was more than forty years ago. There was once a sect genius who had high hopes. Wenjian Sect almost spent all the resources of the sect to escort her in. In the end, the genius also broke through the huge Reputation, came back alive from the battlefield, but unfortunately...
It's a pity that the genius eventually abandoned Wenjian Sect like a waste and turned around to join another super sect in the Northern Territory.
This betrayal incident severely damaged Wenjian Zong's vitality.
Li Jianyi also blamed himself for this and changed his strategy for running the sect.
"I hope that if someone comes out alive this time, something like this won't happen again, especially Ding Hao..." Li Jianyi couldn't help but smile when he thought of this gentle and jade-like young man. .
This young man must be a gift from God to the Wenjian Sect.
No matter how the world changes, Li Jianyi is very sure that this young man will never give up on Wen Jian Zong.
"Actually, the Wenjian Sect owes this young man a lot. With his qualifications, if he joins other sects—or even Qingping Academy, I'm afraid he will get more status and training..."
When Li Jianyi was deep in thought, suddenly, there was a loud bang, a loud noise, coming from the cliff of the garbage area in the back mountain, and then he saw a purple light rising into the sky, like a divine dragon, lingering in the sky for a long time. Whirling, purple light shone in the sky, and the entire mountain gate of Wenjian Sect was illuminated purple.
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