The valley was extremely barren, and a small white magical flower grew out of the crack in the middle.
Judging from the several broken corpses nearby and the fighting positions of more than a dozen people during the fight, it was obvious that this strange little flower was the source of their tragic fight.
An extremely dangerous intuition enveloped the genius of the giant spirit clan, and he was the first to stop and look up.
When he saw Shen Qian's appearance clearly, the face of this genius from the giant spirit clan changed instantly.
Because of the incident at the Colosseum, most people remember this young human being named Shen Qian.
Moreover, it is rumored that he was able to defeat Zah, a powerful god in one move.
This giant genius happened to be familiar with Zah, and he knew that it was not a rumor, not to mention that before entering the battlefield of all races, he also saw the ranking on the divine pillar.
Shen Qian is a super strong man at the second level of the divine realm!
Judging from the look in Shen Qian's eyes, the other party came for him.
"Whoever kills this person with me, I will give up the longevity flower!"
The genius of the Giant Spirit Clan had just entered the divine realm, and knowing that he could never be Shen Qian's opponent, he immediately shouted.
The people around him were startled when they heard this, and then two people responded and rushed towards Shen Qian with the giant spirit genius.
They didn't know Shen Qian, but Zha Heng of the Giant Spirit Clan was almost the strongest person in the valley. As long as the other party was willing to give in, their chances of getting the Immortality Flower would naturally increase.
Then everyone in the valley saw that the human youth who fell from the sky pulled out a long knife that was green and red.
Uh-huh!
The valley was briefly illuminated, and the sun-like light of the Baizhang sword flashed away, and then the figures of Zha Heng and the other three froze in mid-air.
Puff puff...
After a short delay, blood splattered all over the sky. In everyone's horrified eyes, the three figures in the air were instantly torn apart.
One knife!
A strong man in the divine realm and two high-level peak warriors died immediately.
Only Shen Qian's eyes remained motionless. With his current strength, he could no longer make too many waves in his heart by killing such a warrior who was new to the mountains and seas.
It might even feel a bit boring.
After the three people perished, as several streams of light converged, Shen Qian found that the totem of the Ten Thousand Clans Order on his forearm became a little brighter. At the same time, a number also appeared next to it.
"3."
Shen Qian narrowed his eyes.
He had guessed before that the numbers at the end of the ranking of the divine pillars should be the points system for the ranking. But now it seems that these are indeed points, but they were obtained by Chi Guoguo's killing.
Kill one person and get an order.
Compared with the "gentleness" of the Nine Heavens Battlefield, how cruel this is!
Shen Qian was thinking about things, and his body was already floating lightly in the valley.
The sluggish crowd around them finally came to their senses and fled in fear.
Shen Qian's main purpose was not to collect the Tokens of Ten Thousand Races, so Shen Qian didn't bother to pay attention to these geniuses from other races who were fleeing for their lives.
He kicked away the corpses in front of him and picked out the small white flowers from the cracks.
"Immortality flower... This is a legendary spiritual herb that was extinct tens of millions of years ago. I didn't expect to see it on this battlefield of thousands of races."
Through the system's huge database, which was comparable to a library, he easily recognized the species in front of him.
A single immortal flower can increase your life span by ten years if taken directly. If the corresponding ancient elixir is found and refined into medicine, it can increase your life span by thirty years.
Yes, it is ten times more effective than the evergreen elixir refined from ambergris!
The only pity is that the medicinal effect of this spiritual herb is too strong, so it is not suitable for ordinary people. Only warriors of a certain level can take it.
"My parents must have been practicing martial arts for some time. I don't know how effective it is now..."
Shen Qian suddenly felt homesick.
With Chai Haotian, the lord of Jingcheng, personally taking care of him, Shen Qian was not worried about his parents' well-being. It was just that since entering college, Shen Qian had been running around, and now he had directly entered the ancient times.
He hadn't relaxed in too long.
"Hey, this is a battlefield full of dangers for all races. How big of a heart do you have that you are in a daze here?"
Shen Qian was awakened by a sound as clear as a silver bell.
When Shen Qian raised his head, he saw the girl sitting on the edge of the valley, dangling her white calves.
Because of the perspective problem, when the girl shakes her calves, some indescribable scenery will be revealed.
It turns out that trousers in ancient times looked like this...
The girl in a short skirt seemed to notice something wrong with Shen Qian's eyes, and she immediately closed her legs vigilantly.
"Why are you here?"
Shen Qian coughed and changed the subject as if nothing had happened.
No wonder his own mental perception didn't give any warning. In fact, the past few days of "getting along day and night" had made Shen Qian subconsciously familiar with her aura.
"I have also entered the battlefield of all races. Why can't I be here?" Wu Ling blinked innocently.
"I mean, the battlefield of all races is so big, how could it be such a coincidence that you met me just after I came in?"
Shen Qian was indeed a little confused.
Although there was no detailed investigation, everyone must have entered the first level of the battlefield, which means that the land under their feet can accommodate a population of tens of millions.
Except for this canyon, Shen Qian didn't see any trace of other geniuses within at least a kilometer.
If you think about it with your toes, you will know how vast this area is!
"Guess." The girl smiled slyly.
Shen Qian frowned slightly, but soon his expression changed slightly, "What is this?"
Because with careful exploration of Shen Qian's mental power, a faint golden string appeared between Shen Qian and Wu Ling.
But when Shen Qian touched it with his hands, he couldn't catch anything.
It seems that it does not exist, but under the prying eyes of spiritual power, it does exist.
The most outrageous thing is that no matter how much Ren Chenqian stimulates his mental power, he can't destroy it.
"This is called the 'karma rope'. It can tie up people who are bound to you. Although the landing point of entering the battlefield of all races is arbitrary, because of its existence, you will not be too far away from me."
Wu Ling raised her wrist proudly, where the other end of the golden string was tied.
Shen Qian was a little surprised. He had heard from Gao Zhe that the Wu clan had countless weird tricks, but now he saw it.
"When did you tie this up?"
Shen Qian said speechlessly.
"That night in Yancheng, when your palm was dishonestly placed on my waist..."
"Don't talk nonsense, it was obviously unintentional!"
"No matter what, who told you that you don't care about a girl's innocence at all!"
Wu Ling snorted and wrinkled her nose, a strong desire to explore appeared on her pretty cheeks.
"Normally speaking, although you have saved my life, we have never met each other, and the bond is not too deep. But the strange thing is that my 'karma rope' has easily wrapped around you..."
"I waited here specifically after I came in, just to test whether this battlefield of all races could isolate the influence of the 'Causal Rope', and you did appear nearby!"
The girl analyzed it for a while and finally concluded in a positive tone, "In short, there must be a big problem between you and me!"
Shen Qian raised his eyebrows and fell into thinking.
If there is any connection between himself and Wu Ling, it must be because of the modern Huo Ling'er.
But the problem comes again. Huo Ling'er clearly appeared after Wu Ling, so does the future affect the past?
The more Shen Qian thought about it, the more his mind hurt. He felt that he might fall into the endless cycle of "which came first, the chicken or the egg", so he simply stopped thinking about it, shook his head and turned around to leave.
"Hey, wait for me!"
Wu Ling quickly jumped down from the top of the valley and quickly caught up with Shen Qian.
"Can you please stop following me? I want to do something big. Women will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword."
"Does every woman affect you?" Wu Ling raised her head and asked.
"..."
"If I don't speak, does that mean I'm special?" Wu Ling blinked.
"..." Shen Qian flashed and went straight into the sky.
"Hehe, just run. It doesn't matter if you are fast. With the existence of the 'karma rope', I can find you wherever you go!"
"Haha." Shen Qian moved and disappeared into the air silently.
"Hey, you really ran away. My father gave me the map of the battlefield of all races, as well as the marks of various secret places and treasures..."
Wu Ling was not in a hurry, just clasped his hands behind his back and muttered to himself.
As a gust of wind passed by, Shen Qian, who was standing with his hands behind his back, appeared in front of Wu Ling again.
"...It doesn't matter whether there is a map or not. You and I are both human beings. This battlefield of all races is full of dangers. I should take care of you."
The young man standing in front said solemnly, with a stern look on his face.
Wu Ling, who smiled slyly, was about to step forward, but was stopped by the young man's hand.
"I just have one question."
"What?" Wu Ling raised her head in confusion.
"Can your rope...can you tie it somewhere else?"
Shen Qian pointed to his neck and said expressionlessly.
…
"Are you looking for the Jiuli tribe?"
It was already less than half an hour later, and the two of them were walking side by side on the vast wilderness of the first layer of the sky. Upon hearing Shen Qian's request, Wu Ling rolled his eyes and asked, "Is it for the sky-repairing stone?"
Wu Ling heard the conversation between Shen Qian and Jiang Ming that day, so she quickly understood something.
Shen Qian nodded slightly. When he was in the human camp, he was hostile to everyone and every move was inconvenient. That's why Shen Qian came up with the idea of collecting all the Sky-Mending Stones if the time was right after entering the Ten Thousand Races battlefield.
For now, Shen Qian doesn't know where the opportunity will be to enter the river of time again, so he can only take one step at a time.
But Shen Qian had a strong intuition that this road must be somewhere unknown on the battlefield of all races, but there was a high probability that it might be above the Nine Heavens.
Shen Qian stopped Wu Ling who was about to speak, and suddenly disappeared from the spot. After about a minute, Shen Qian came back again, but there was a faint smell of blood on his body.
Wu Ling, however, was not surprised. He just glanced at the bright red number on Shen Qian's arm that had turned into "7", stuck out his tongue and said, "Are you going to kill the genius of the Giant Spirit Clan again?"
"Yeah, just a matter of convenience."
Shen Qian said it lightly, but Wu Ling glanced at Shen Qian with complicated eyes.
The population of the Giant Spirit Clan is at the bottom among the top ethnic groups. There are only one or two hundred geniuses entering the battlefield of all races this time, but there is no doubt that their individual strength is extremely strong, and there are at least dozens of gods among them. A strong person.
The rest are either half-step god realm or high-level peak.
But in front of Shen Qian, these geniuses from the giant spirit clan who were so famous in the outside world were as weak as chickens and dogs.
Shen Qian may not have any idea, but Wu Ling witnessed it with his own eyes. The Genius genius he killed not long ago was Zhahong, who ranked fourth among the Genius tribe.
That is a super strong man at the fifth level of the divine realm!
But after Shen Qian killed the opponent in less than ten moves, he just underestimated and said, "This little giant spirit is pretty tough. Senior Qu Bai should be about the same as him," and then didn't take it seriously.
Wu Ling didn't know who the "Senior Qu Bai" Shen Qian was talking about, but Wu Ling couldn't help but secretly compare Shen Qian with the No. 1 genius of the You clan and that legendary figure. Then Wu Ling was even more shocked to discover that Shen Qian It doesn't seem to be much worse than before.
So the way Wu Ling looked at Shen Qian changed a little, which made Shen Qian a little confused. He glanced at Wu Ling who looked slightly stupid and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
"Ah... I don't..." Wu Ling's cheeks turned red, and then she said worriedly, "I was just thinking that for a genius like you who has been killing the giant spirit tribe, the news will always leak out, and I'm afraid you will be killed by the giant spirit clan. The geniuses of the Eldar tribe surrounded and suppressed us.”
Shen Qian thought carefully for a moment, then nodded, "What you said makes sense."
"Then are you going to stop?" Wu Ling was a little surprised. She didn't expect that Shen Qian would listen to the advice so much.
"No, since the geniuses of the Giant Spirit Clan have not made any movement so far, I think I should kill them faster so that they will gather early and save me from having to look for them one by one."
Shen Qian said with some annoyance.
"..."
Wu Ling was stunned for a while, then quickly caught up with her, flipping her hair and saying: "In order to allow the geniuses of all races to have more training and collision, the gods have set up some secret realms in each heaven. It contains countless treasures, and as long as a genius enters the battlefield of all races, no one will give up easily."
"With the Jiuli tribe's temperament, they will definitely go to Wanren Mountain in the third heaven battlefield."
Wu Ling spread out the sheepskin map in his hand, pointed at a place in the third heaven and said.
It has to be said that the map in Wu Ling's hand is extremely detailed. Except for the blurry part of the Nine Heavens, everything else is clearly marked.
Although the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield is strictly confidential to the outside world, there are more than a dozen gods involved in the construction of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield. It is too easy for this kind of information to be leaked.
That King You had a lot of friends and went to the corner every day to eavesdrop, so the map in Wu Ling's hand was actually very complete.
"Then let's go directly to Wanren Mountain." Shen Qian made a decision immediately.
Blood-red characters have already appeared in the sky, "It takes eighty-eight Ten Thousand Clan Tokens to enter the second heaven!"
Shen Qian glanced at the single-digit number in his hand, then raised his head, "Then we need to speed up the progress..."
Just when Wu Ling thought that Shen Qian had finally given up on sniping at the Giant Spirits and breathed a sigh of relief, Shen Qian frowned and muttered, "I got hundreds of Ten Thousand Clan Orders in the Third Heaven, but the Giant Spirits don't seem to have so many. People!"
Wu Ling: "..."
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
.jujiazy.
