Chapter 358: Heroic Spirits Are Not Ambiguous

Style: Fantasy Author: Three thousand clear skiesWords: 2138Update Time: 24/01/13 04:25:09
"Ancient battlefield?"

When Jiang Tian heard Emperor Xuantian's words, he couldn't help but look at him in surprise, and whispered: "Senior, what is the ancient battlefield?"

"In ancient times, our human race had constant disputes with the demon clan outside the territory, so the two sides agreed to send their elites for a decisive battle, and the outcome would be used to decide the dispute. This is the origin of the ancient battlefield!" God Emperor Xuantian pondered for a moment, and then continued: " Ancient battlefields mostly existed in gaps in time and space. I don’t know why they actually appeared here, and there seemed to be changes in them. It’s really strange!”

"No matter what changes have occurred in this ancient battlefield, we should go forward first and check it out before talking!" Jiang Tian nodded lightly, looking at the extremely tragic battlefield in front of him, he was extremely shocked in his heart.

It is conceivable that in the ancient times of Emperor Xuantian's time, the battle between the human race and the demon clan outside the territory had already begun. In order to protect this world, countless human monks left their relatives and friends behind and went to the ancient battlefield to fight against the demon clan. Fight to the death to determine the future of the human race, even if you die nine times, you will not regret it!

Just looking at the brutality of this battlefield, one can imagine how fierce the battle was back then. With every breath, the fallen monks probably fell like raindrops, so that there were several layers of corpses on the ground. .

"Let's go! I'm also very curious about what changes happened to this ancient battlefield and why it reappeared here!" God Emperor Xuantian nodded lightly and motioned Jiang Tian to continue moving forward.

Jiang Tian took out the Yuanchu Sword from Najie, held it in his hand, and walked cautiously towards the ancient battlefield filled with corpses in front of him.

The moment he stepped into the ancient battlefield, a bloody mist suddenly condensed in front of him and submerged into the corpses on the ground.

Click, click!

Following waves of tooth-itching sounds, Jiang Tian saw a skeleton holding a long sword and slowly stood up from the ground.

The clothes on this skeleton have already been removed from the sleeves, and the sword in his hand is also stained with rust. There is a ferocious wound on the chest, which cut off nearly half of his ribs. It is obvious at a glance that this must be his fatal wound.

Jiang Tian looked at the skeleton shrouded in a ball of blood-colored light, with a curious look in his eyes. He did not expect to encounter such strange things after entering the ancient battlefield.

After the skeleton stood up, he first looked down at the wound on his chest. Then he waved his hand gently, and several ribs from a corpse next to him flew up and landed on his chest, integrating with his skeleton.

Immediately afterwards, the bloody light continued to spread on his body, surging like flesh and blood. In the blink of an eye, a bloody figure appeared in front of Jiang Tian.

This bloody figure had hollow eyes and was shrouded in a bloody light. Other than that, he looked no different from a real person.

"Beat me or die here!"

The blood puppet warrior raised his head and glanced at Jiang Tian. Although he did not speak, his voice continued to roar and echo in Jiang Tian's sea of ​​consciousness.

Jiang Tian looked up at the blood puppet warrior in surprise, and said in a deep voice: "Why should I defeat you? What is going on?"

"Beat me or die here!"

The blood puppet warrior seemed to only be able to say this sentence. He clenched his sword tightly and suddenly took a step forward, slashing it down towards the river.

The bloody sharp light condensed into an angry dragon and rushed towards Jiang Tian. The body of the angry dragon contained terrifying power. The strength of this blood puppet warrior was definitely not inferior to that of the early monks of Zifu.

"Since you don't speak, then I will beat you to pieces all over again!" Jiang Tian's eyes filled with anger, he shouted angrily, raised the Yuanchu Sword, and struck at the angry dragon shining with blood. .

Four golden stars bloomed from the Yuanchu sword and blasted towards the blood puppet warrior.

Bang, bang!

The golden stars and the bloody angry dragon collided together, and the violent wind blew the surrounding corpses into ashes.

Circles of bloody ripples continued to surge around, and the four golden stars directly crushed the angry bloody dragon to pieces. Finally, they penetrated multiple layers of bloody ripples and entered the body of the blood puppet warrior.

In an instant, cracks suddenly bloomed on the blood puppet warrior's body, and then a light golden light slowly rose from the blood puppet warrior's body.

In the golden light, there seemed to be a voice that was smiling at Jiang Tian. He nodded slightly and waved to Jiang Tian, ​​and then his body transformed into countless pale golden light groups and dissipated between the sky and the earth.

One of the pale golden lights penetrated Jiang Tian's body impartially, instantly making him feel that his aura and soul power were being nourished and irrigated as if the dry ground had met a spring.

"Hey! What, what's going on?"

Jiang Tian asked Xuantian Divine Emperor in surprise: "Senior Divine Emperor, do you know what exactly happened just now?"

Emperor Xuantian walked out of the starlight. He frowned slightly and whispered: "I probably know what is going on here!"

"Oh! Senior, tell me quickly!"

When Jiang Tian heard what Emperor Xuantian said, his eyes suddenly lit up and he quickly asked.

Emperor Xuantian showed a trace of reverence in his eyes, and whispered: "It should be that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was sealed back then, and the demon clan was isolated. In order to prevent the spiritual energy from resurrecting in the future, the sealing formation was loosened, and the demon clan invaded again, and the human race was banned because of the spiritual energy. , the cultivation level is declining, and it is impossible to resist the demon clan, so we have these arrangements!"

Jiang Tian looked at Emperor Xuantian in confusion, frowned and said, "Senior, you haven't said what is going on yet?" "

Xuantian God Emperor smiled bitterly and said: "Back then, there were powerful human beings who found such an ancient battlefield ruins. Among them were human heroic spirits. They used formations to seal off this ancient battlefield. When the spiritual energy revived, the ancient battlefield would naturally be restored. When they appear again, the human heroic spirits among them will use the formation to test the monks who come in. As long as they can defeat them, they can get various gifts, ranging from improving their cultivation like you did before, to various magical powers and magic weapons. Appear, in this way, we can increase the combat power of the human race as quickly as possible!"

"That's it. No wonder the blood puppet warrior said those words to me before. And after I defeated him, he waved to me. Didn't it mean that he could leave with peace of mind and then the human race would be handed over to me? Come to protect me, senior, do you think this is what you mean?" Jiang Tian suddenly realized, just thinking of the blood puppet warrior who was crushed by him, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

This human monk died in an ancient battlefield, and his spirit was not unknown, but he still wanted to contribute his last bit of strength to the revival of the human race, even if it meant becoming a blood puppet warrior and leaving no bones in the end.

Emperor Xuantian also shook his head slightly and sighed: "Our human race can go through hardships and still thrive, isn't it because of this unyielding fighting spirit and the spirit of dedication? Jiang Tian, ​​if it were you, you would be buried here. , Heroic spirits are not ignorant, but one day I need you to stand up and contribute your last strength. This soul and this skeleton will be shattered to pieces for the revival of the human race. Will you be willing?"