Chang thought about flying more than twenty feet above the ground. After seven or eight hundred miles, the scenery below gradually changed from dense and emerald green to sparse, and hundreds of miles behind it began to be full of desolation, with yellow-green, brown-green and dark green plants. Mixed.
When we arrived at the edge of the ancient battlefield, all we could see were bare reddish-brown hilly rocks stretching to the horizon in strange shapes. Green was rarely seen.
The vast ancient battlefield of Qianqiutan is like a huge scar, fluttering on the ground.
It looks ugly, weird and abrupt.
The red sunset without warmth hung in the sky, dyeing the desolate ancient battlefield with a touch of desolate blood.
After identifying the direction, Chang Siguo walked along the edge of the ancient battlefield in the southeast direction.
He wanted to go straight to his destination without causing any trouble, but trouble came to his door. A group of five people flew up from several caves on the bare hills below, blocking his path forward and backward, approaching with malicious intent.
"Hey, brother, let's make a robbery and keep all the valuable things on you neatly, so as not to hurt the harmony."
The man in front is carrying a ghost-headed sword on his shoulder. He is wearing an open-breasted brown robe, revealing his furry chest. His eyes are like a hawk, staring at the calm man in black robe standing in the air twenty feet away. The tone is like a robber.
With a shabby bamboo sheath hanging on his waist, and with only a late-stage cultivation of the Endless Realm, he was the right target.
According to the news, this unspectacular fat sheep had a rich net worth. He casually sold the complete body of a fourth-level demon wolf, several magic swords and other items, and also established a relationship with Boss Mo of the Gale Restaurant.
Therefore, the work must be done cleanly and neatly, without leaving any consequences.
The other four people were silent and slowly surrounded them from all sides, with bloodthirsty indifference in their eyes.
The blood of the setting sun fell on several people, making them look very oppressive.
This is a group of habitual criminals who kill and sell goods in the wild.
Chang Siguo made this judgment instead of following it all the way from Fangshi.
He used the Sky Eye Technique to monitor everyone's small movements without saying a word. At the moment when the auras of the two people behind him fluctuated sharply, he suddenly rushed forward, so fast that six afterimages appeared in the air.
He took the six steps to chase away dust to the extreme.
When the man on the other side who was holding the Ghost Head Sword yelled at him for being "so brave" and raised the knife, Chang Siguo saw the Sihuang Sword in his hand.
He did not pull out the bamboo-sheathed sword that he used as a cover for casual cultivators.
Holding it with both hands, the Knife Technique is a slash.
Under the setting sun, the firelight flows, and the murderous aura is blazing.
He hates unprovoked killings, but he doesn't mind enemies who strike first and end up with ill intentions towards him.
Ten feet away from behind him, in the air where he had just been, a dark rope suddenly appeared, turning into several circled shadows, and tied to the disappeared afterimage. A black short sword suddenly appeared like a giant sword, passing through the afterimage from the side. .
These two combined sneak attacks were a sure win, but they were still just a moment too slow.
"Flash"
The other two monks who did not take action but were preparing to finish the attack shouted at the same time.
They saw that the fat sheep could seize the opportunity, and this sword was very extraordinary.
At present, they have a huge advantage. There is no need to fight to the death. It is best to sneak around and contain them until their companions surround them.
The man in brown shirt in front raised the ghost-headed sword, bluffing, but actually stepped back.
Having been doing business without capital in the ancient battlefield area for many years, he would not be willing to fight with a guy who is trapped in a beast. However, he found that things were not as simple as he imagined.
A trace of sharp and cold knife energy shot out from the dazzling sword light. It was so fast that it made his scalp numb and his heart palpitations. His movements slowed down, and he felt that there were flaws all over his body and there was no way to hide.
Damn it, how could something like this happen when low-level monks were fighting against high-level monks?
The man in the brown shirt made a quick decision, glared and roared, a strong mana surged from his body, and all his spiritual energy surged towards the Ghost Head Saber. He stood bravely in the air to welcome the fleeting sword energy.
"Whoa", the sharp sword energy hit the ghost-headed sword with a big yellow glow, and suddenly turned around with Chang Siguo's thoughts.
With a sneer, he slashed into the brown-shirted man's protective magic with an incomparable sharpness.
The strong magic power failed to block the sudden blow, which streaked from the frightened man's forehead to his open chest. A line of uncontrollable blood spurted out, and the man screamed in horror and fell downwards.
Chang Siguo slashed out with his sword, and six erratic afterimages flashed in the air again, avoiding the attacks of black ropes, sword shadows, a line of living flames and a golden bead that were roaring in pursuit.
With a sweep of his wide sleeves, he put the severely injured and dying man in brown shirt into the bead space, including his knife.
Of course, his sweep also directly extinguished the fire of life that the other party was holding on to.
He became more and more comfortable in controlling and using his original sword energy.
There was a roar from behind, and Chang Si flew into the sky, dodging the angry attacks of several people behind him.
Turn around again and make a wide circle around the four people to the side.
The four of them carefully formed a five-foot-sized hole-shaped formation. Although they were angry, they refused to separate their hands to intercept.
Chang thought about it and tested it several times. Seeing that the four of them formed a solid whole, advancing and retreating together, he had no idea.
The opponent's four-man defense and attack cooperated tacitly, and they were veterans of robbery.
The man from earlier was fooled by the unexpected.
It was getting dark, so he no longer struggled with the four people. His explosive speed left a string of afterimages in the air and flew away.
The four of them yelled and cursed, watching the fat sheep that had turned into a vicious wolf fly away, with nothing to do. The speed of the four of them varied, and one or two people rushed forward, but they had to be careful of the weird killing moves of the hateful guy pretending to be a pig. .
No matter how unwilling you are, you have no choice but to give up.
Chang Siguo flew more than a hundred miles with all his strength and landed on the bare ground. With the help of the cold light emitted by the crescent moon in the sky, he continued to run toward the southeast. His eyes were open, always alert to possible dangers.
The ancient battlefield of Qianqiutan was the result of a war between humans and demons more than five thousand years ago.
The two sides fought a decisive battle on this border that was about 10,000 miles long and 3,000 miles wide. The fighting was so dark that the mountains and rivers collapsed and blood flowed into rivers. Countless sixth-level demons, the golden elixir masters of the two tribes, fell, and even the powerful monks of the Transformation Realm were damaged. Several names.
There are many descriptions of that battle in various classics, but there is a lack of records of why the war started and how it ended.
It is unclear who will win between the human race and the demon race.
Because that battle was too tragic, destroying the ground roots of the place, and the formations arranged by the powerful were still remaining, as well as the masters lost in that battle, some used strange secret techniques before their death, causing many places to gather. A large amount of yin energy, evil spirit, death energy, etc. slowly transformed into ghosts, ghosts, and even low-level ghosts.
It has created countless dangerous places, such as the famous Corridor of Lost Souls, Pit of Desolation, Weeping Ridge, etc.
Also because the ancient battlefield left many magic weapon fragments and produced some strange medicinal materials, this place has become a place for many monks and demon cultivators to take risks, hone their skills and look for opportunities.
Chang thought about the circular stone forest he was about to go to. It was on the edge of an ancient battlefield. It was not considered dangerous. He only had to guard against sneak attacks by the monks and demon cultivators who appeared in it.
No matter how desolate the edge of the ancient battlefield is, there are still wild animals and even monsters appearing at night.
All kinds of weird cries came from far and near.
Occasionally, a little green will-o'-the-wisp flickered among the mountains, but when I got closer, there was nothing.
Those are some low-level ghosts that have no climate and flow out from other places. They instinctively know how to escape into the shallow layers of the earth to avoid beings they can't afford to offend.
Run all the way, unobstructed.
There were no more disgusting things like sneak attacks, killings, and robberies.
When midnight was approaching, Chang thought about choosing a low, unremarkable dark brown hilltop, pulled out his bamboo sheath magic knife, poured magic power into the knife, cut the rocks like tofu, and created a simple cave on the mountainside facing the east. , The mouth is small and the abdomen is big.
In the wild, he encountered another robbery, so he carefully dug another set of holes in the cave.
There are still three feet of rock left from the southeastern mountain wall of the cave that has not been dug through.
All the excavated rocks and soil are piled up in the space, waiting to be taken out tomorrow morning and thrown away casually.
Use the two primary formation disk magic tools that were previously collected to set up two simple sealing formations at the entrance of the cave. Then take out the formation bowl, put in six white jade coins and a low-grade earthy spar, and activate the earthy protection. The formation shrouded and blocked the front hole and the middle hole. The formation was buried two feet into the soil. He hid in the hole and meditated to recover.
When the time came, the sword energy came to temper the body as expected. He immediately noticed that tonight's sword energy tempering the body was a little different.
There is an extra bit of murderous aura that shakes the soul, and along with the sword aura, it flows freely through the body.
Cold sweat rolled down his forehead instantly.
He guessed that the evil and cold air everywhere in this place aroused the restlessness of the murderous knife.
I also woke up a long time ago, when I spent the night outside the Yinhuo Mountains, the sword energy tempered the body more powerfully than usual. I didn't guess the reason at the time, but now I thought it was due to the evil influence of the Yinhuo Mountains.
Miscalculation, he should have left farther from the edge of the ancient battlefield.
He was offended this time. ,,
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