They continued to travel through the Fusheng Mountains.
"Sir, why is this saint soldier a coffin?" Mo Wusheng's voice sounded.
Then Bai Ning also released Mo Wusheng.
Both women were surprised.
But I soon understood.
Bai Ning explained: "Back then, Saint Tongyou deliberately made his saint soldiers into coffins. I don't know what he was thinking."
Hearing this, the three of them were speechless for a while, which was too strange.
What a piece of saint soldier, it was actually made directly into a coffin.
They kept going.
Occasionally, you will encounter some sixth-order demon kings stationed at the Yuanhun Crystal mine veins.
Shangguan Ziyuan would take action directly, kill him, and then take the veins.
Bai Ning started chatting with the spirit of the holy weapon.
"Senior, why did Saint Tongyou make you into a coffin?"
"Master, just call me Coffin. I can't be called a senior."
Now the coffin is still in awe of Bai Ning.
Because he felt Bai Ning's terrifying power, otherwise he wouldn't have recognized his master so quickly.
That power frightened him, and he knew that the current owner was definitely of considerable background!
Bai Ning nodded slightly.
Then the coffin began to explain: "The master does not have a major in weapons, and has been thinking about it for a long time. After much hesitation, he thought of making me a coffin. The master did not explain too much."
"But don't think I am a coffin, but my killing power is equally terrifying, and now that I am infected with the death energy, my power is quite impressive!"
Bai Ning nodded.
"Then where did this so-called jihad world come from?"
"Holy War Realm?" Coffin asked doubtfully.
Bai Ning nodded: "It is now called the Holy War Realm. It opens once every thousand years for those of us in the God-shaping Realm to experience in it, and then ascend to the position of king and enjoy the luck of this world."
Hearing this, the coffin suddenly realized: "So that's it. No wonder I said no one has discovered the owner's tomb for so many years."
"This world used to be called Daluotian! It was one of the ten great worlds!"
Hearing this, Bai Ning's pupils narrowed slightly.
it is as expected!
This place was not opened by those saints at all, it existed before!
The coffin continued: "In the past, Daluotian was dominated by the human race. It was once extremely powerful. My master was not considered the top powerhouse in this world."
"The human race at that time was very powerful. The ten realms occupied four realms, which was extremely glorious."
"But then it became increasingly difficult, and the human race gradually began to decline. The master must have had a premonition. Maybe there was a reason why I was built into a coffin."
"During the last years of my master's life, Daluotian was often attacked by other races, and the human race suffered terribly."
"As a saint of the human race, the master still has too many ambitions that have not been fulfilled. He wants to bring the human race back to its peak, but he is not strong enough and in the end he suffered indelible serious injuries in a battle."
"That's why I buried myself in this world to wait for those who are destined to do so in the future."
The coffin sighed: "The master didn't even have time to recruit disciples. He has too many things to complete."
Bai Ning nodded. It turned out that the Saint Tongyou died in the race war.
"I don't know what happened next. I have been guarding the master's body."
"Now it seems that Daluotian was defeated back then, and it was completely defeated. The entire species was wiped out. It is really ridiculous that this huge world has no descendants and has been reduced to a training ground."
Bai Ning also felt the cruelty in his words. For such a big world to be wiped out like this, you can imagine how terrifying it is.
"My master once said that those who are not of my race must have different minds!"
"If our human race doesn't become stronger, we will eventually be swallowed up by those ethnic groups and assimilated!"
Bai Ning nodded. The situation of the human race is not good now.
There is only the human race in the big world, and there is only the Great Holy Heaven. Then there is the deity clan in the Miluo Heaven, and there are also some human races.
The situation is not good.
It has been so long since he entered the jihad world, and he has not seen many human beings now.
"I don't know what happened after that. The master's existence was not long, it was more than 20,000 years, which is too short."
Bai Ning nodded.
"Coffin, you should be familiar with this world, right?"
The coffin shook his head: "It's hard to say. It's been too long. Hundreds of thousands of years have passed. Everything has changed. The history of the human race has disappeared into the dust. I don't know if it can still be found."
Bai Ning nodded, "It's always good to know something."
Then Bai Ning withdrew from his mind.
Not much is known about the coffin, mainly because Saint Tongyou died too early.
Not much is known about what happened next.
Nowadays, time has passed, and hundreds of thousands of years are enough to wash away most of the traces.
They kept going.
Walked for many days.
Killed many monsters along the way.
Shangguan Ziyuan is like a Yuan Soul Crystal fan. As long as he sees Yuan Soul Crystal, he will basically not let it go.
It was like a killing god along the way.
She desperately needs to be stronger.
Especially after being in contact with Bai Ning for a period of time, that desire became even stronger.
There are stronger people waiting for her behind.
More than ten days later, they crossed the Fusheng Mountains.
Stepping into an ancient battlefield full of death.
This battlefield, even if a long time has passed.
The smell of death and gunpowder smoke that hit his face was still strong.
And you can still see some gunpowder smoke from time to time, which will last forever!
This place is extremely weird, eroded by the power of the law, and not a single blade of grass can grow!
Many places are shrouded in fog.
Shangguan Ziyuan saw this desolate ancient battlefield.
He muttered: "It's the ancient battlefield of demonic flames!"
"The Ancient Demonic Flame Battlefield?" Bai Ning asked.
Shangguan Ziyuan nodded and said solemnly: "We have to move forward, or we have to go straight through, or we will spend more than half a year taking a detour."
Bai Ning's pupils shrank slightly.
"So big?"
Shangguan Ziyuan nodded: "It stretches for hundreds of thousands of miles! If we take a detour, there will be some dangers along the way, so it takes so long."
"And if you go directly through it, there are also many dangers in this ancient battlefield of demonic flames."
"It is rumored that a long time ago, a terrifying battle took place here, and a terrifying race was wiped out. In that battle, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and the land was ups and downs."
"We used all our strength to wipe out that powerful race. However, there are also rumors that it was not completely wiped out, but that race is now out of control and is still surviving in this ancient battlefield. It is equivalent to lingering on."
Bai Ning exclaimed: "What race is it?"
At this moment, the sound of the coffin came to his mind.
"The Demonic Flame Spirit Clan! They are a humanoid race, but they are very different from the human race. They do not practice, they only cultivate the physical body. They have a unique path of cultivation. The human race divides them into nine levels, corresponding to the nine realms of cultivation of the human race. "
"You only cultivate the physical body, but if you go to the sixth level to fight against the God-shaping realm, the God-shaping realm has almost no chance of victory. Only by dispatching the Hedao realm can you kill the sixth-level Demonic Flame Spirit Clan."
Bai Ning was shocked when he heard this.
Does such a race still exist?
It's absolutely terrifying.
"Then how were they destroyed?" Bai Ning asked.
The coffin shook his head: "I don't know. When my master was about to die, the Demon Flame Spirit Clan was still there, and they got along fairly harmoniously with the human race. There was no war to exterminate the clan."
"I think they were also destroyed later."
Bai Ning nodded.
At the same time, Shangguan Ziyuan also talked about the Demonic Flame Spirit Clan.
"The Demonic Flame Spirit Clan is extremely powerful, but even if they still exist, there should be very few of them. Their intelligence is low."
"We have to travel through it. Not only are there threats from the Demonic Flame Spirit Clan, but there are also some weird things that happened after the war."
“But danger is also accompanied by great opportunities and great fortune.”
"In this ancient battlefield, there are traces of the fall of many powerful men. There are some powerful magical powers contained in it. There are also treasures, fake Taoist soldiers, and Taoist soldiers."
Shangguan Ziyuan said.
Bai Ning nodded.
"Then it seems we have no choice. Let's just cross. Maybe we will find some good luck!"
Shangguan Ziyuan also nodded: "That's what I planned too. If I just escape, it will be difficult to grow."
Bai Ning nodded: "Then let's go."
Then they began to step into the ancient battlefield of demonic flames.
"After passing through the ancient battlefield, we will arrive at a later city. There should be people stationed there now, and we will see the first stone tablet of the Great Avenue."
Bai Ning nodded and said nothing more.
They gradually went deeper into the ancient battlefield, and many places were shrouded in fog.
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