The Path of the Sage

Chapter 3253: The Eternal Battlefield

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The core of the ancient world.

Fang Yun stepped on the body of the Wolf Fang Ancestor and shuttled to another great treasure land.

Lang Liao used his ancestral technique to split into two. His holy thoughts and soul were equivalent to his main body, which was sealed by the Ancient Ship of All Worlds and completely lost contact with his ancestral body.

The main body is indestructible and the ancestral body is immortal.

Nowadays, Fang Yun is equivalent to owning a living holy ancestor mount.

Although the strength of this Saint Ancestor's mount has been greatly reduced, in terms of realm, he is a genuine Saint Ancestor, surpassing Fang Yun.

Wherever the wolf passed, the ancestral power was mighty and the moonlight was glittering. It seemed as if the area within a million miles was swept by the moonlight, and the vitality dissipated a little.

After absorbing the vitality from the outside world, the moonlight returns to the wolf fang ancestor's body and nourishes the wolf fang.

Fang Yun had previously obtained a large number of secrets of the Kunlun tribe and already knew that every time the core of the ancient world was opened, the Kunlun tribe would basically go to four places.

One of them is the Snow Peak Valley.

The second is the Ancestral Corpse Mountain, where many of the ancestors of the Kunlun tribe are buried. The Kunlun tribe goes there to worship their ancestors, hoping to receive rewards from the ancestors.

The third is the Eternal Battlefield. It is the largest battlefield in the core of the Ancient Realm. Many of the Saints who died in battle in the Ten Thousand Realms will appear in the Eternal Battlefield as long as their bodies disappear.

The Eternal Battlefield is the most dangerous place in the core of the ancient world, and it is also the greatest treasure for the Kunlun ancient world.

The holy ancestors' fighting spirits and corpses there will slowly revive even if they die, and fierce battles will occur frequently.

Forty percent of the damaged ancestral treasures in the ancient Kunlun Realm came from the eternal battlefield.

The fourth is the mysterious ancient land.

The Shenyou Ancient Land is one of the earliest places where the core of the ancient world was born. It has many traces of ancient ethnic groups and is also the largest place of inheritance in the core of the ancient world.

The Kunlun people have always firmly believed that the mysterious ancient land has an extraterrestrial heritage.

However, although the ancient land of Shenyou is mysterious, few people are really willing to go there.

Every time at the core of the ancient world, the place with the largest number of people is the Eternal Battlefield.

Of the tens of thousands of saints and ancestor incarnations who have entered the estimated core this time, nearly half should be in the Eternal Battlefield.

Fang Yun stepped on the Wolf Fang Saint Ancestor and kept flashing in the air, and each flash could reach a distance of a million miles.

Wherever he went, he killed all the monsters and their subjects.

If they encounter the Kunlun tribe, they will kill all of them except the Ye tribe and other tribes that have not been their enemies before.

Outside the core of the ancient world, the various tribes of the Kunlun people were crying and wailing because the saints who entered the core of the ancient world had died one after another.

Even the Holy Ancestors had gloomy faces.

They could sense that their clones were constantly dying.

Even so, they had no time to care about the core of the ancient world.

Because the White Demon of the Night and the Great Corpse Chaos alone are enough to make them unable to cope with the situation.

What's more, a troublesome evil dragon came to the Royal Mountain. It ate countless saints and fell asleep in the royal court of the Imperial Family after eating them.

Outside the eternal battlefield, the wolf stopped. The light in its eyes dimmed a little, but the fur on its body became brighter, and the silver-white color was slowly replacing the withered yellow.

Without the suppression of the ancient world's core, the Saint Ancestor's power recovered naturally.

Fang Yun stood on top of the wolf's head and looked ahead.

Ahead was thick fog, covering an ancient battlefield stretching for billions of miles.

In the eternal battlefield, there are not only ancestral corpses, ancestral bones, and holy ancestral fighting spirits, but also various kinds of dead clans.

In the Eternal Battlefield, the power of the core of the ancient world has been weakened to the extreme, and the ancestral corpses can move easily, but their power will still be weakened, with about one percent of their power.

Even one percent of the Saint Ancestor's power is countless times greater than that of a peak Great Sage.

Not only will the saints who enter this time come to the Eternal Battlefield, but just like the top of the Maze Valley, saints from all generations will also come here to practice.

The Eternal Battlefield is also known as the place of genius of the Kunlun people.

Before being canonized as a patriarch, any Saint Ancestor would have been tempered in the eternal battlefield for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years.

Even if the ancestors were sealed, they would continue to send avatars into this place to practice, and then gradually retrieve the avatars and absorb the avatars' insights.

Lang Liao stepped in and Fang Yun broke through the fog.

"kill… "

Loud and intensive shouts of killing rang out.

Fang Yun took a quick look and saw an army of more than ten thousand Semi-Saint Skeletons!

This was a common force in ancient times.

The most powerful army of all saints at that time, led by one saint ancestor, was able to defeat another saint ancestor with absolute advantage.

In the center of this army of all saints stands a great saint.

These skeletons of semi-saints looked like fish bones, floating in the air, but their heads were like those of lions and tigers. Each of them was extremely ferocious and rushed forward fearlessly.

In this kind of situation, even the Great Sage would flee in panic, but Fang Yun did not move.

The wolf raised its claws and patted gently.

At first glance, it looked like he was just taking a picture of the empty space in front of him.

However, above the sky of the Ten Thousand Saints Army, an invisible force suddenly descended, as if the sky was collapsing.

boom…

The entire Halloween army was smashed into the ground by an invisible force, and collapsed along with the ground.

"good."

Fang Yun didn't expect that Wolf Fang's casual attack didn't even hurt any of the Semi-Saints!

This army of all saints is strong enough to withstand a normal attack from the Holy Ancestor.

Fang Yun gently stepped on the wolf's fangs with his right foot.

The wolf leaned forward slightly, took a deep breath, and then roared at the big pit in front of him.

"Ah..."

The land within a thousand miles, along with the army of ten thousand skeletons, were lifted up like dust and flew in all directions.

The broken land flew everywhere, scraping the ground thousands of feet high.

"It is indeed powerful."

Fang Yun knew that he could reach this level if he borrowed treasures or war poems, but Lang Liao did not use any abilities at all, he just opened his mouth and blew normally.

In its heyday, the Wolf Fang could even blow down countless solar systems with a single breath.

"Start killing!"

After Fang Yun finished speaking, the Gate of Conquest appeared behind him.

Then, a phantom of a star appeared behind the gate, hanging high in the sky.

Dragon City Planet.

At this moment, a majestic and tall dragon-carved gate appeared in the sky above Dragon City, connecting to the four seas below and the clouds above.

The fighting spirits of all races in Dragon City looked at the huge gate with trembling in their hearts.

They had a feeling that Ju Men was the lord of Dragon City, and they were just soldiers in Ju Men's eyes.

A loud horn sounded.

Above the giant gate, the void shattered, revealing an evil palace shrouded in black mist.

The ancient treasure, the temple of extreme evil.

The moment they saw the Temple of Extreme Evil, night fell in the eyes of all the fighting spirits in Dragon City. They became soulless and mindless, like puppets.

A huge vortex appeared in the gate of teleportation and conquest.

A huge suction force appeared.

In Dragon City, all the fighting spirits, whether they were ancient monsters or dragons, aquatic creatures or alien races, were all sucked in.

Even the powerful will of the Dragon Emperor seemed to lose control, attached to the corresponding ancestral treasure, and was sucked into it.

The core of the ancient world, the eternal battlefield.

A terrifying atmosphere permeated the eternal battlefield, as if a bloody giant beast was slowly waking up and looking down at the earth.

The eternal battlefield is raging.

In the huge teleportation and conquest gate, the fighting spirits of Dragon City came out in full force, led by the Dragon Emperor or the ancient demon saint, and divided into several groups, rushing into the black fog of the battlefield.