The girl's eyes were so hot that Shen Qiang, who couldn't stand it anymore, took a step back, waved his hands and said, "That's not entirely true. At that time, all eight of them had their Qi machines locked on me. As long as I took a step back, they would be attacked by a group of people." Of."
Although it was an excuse to avoid Wu Ling's pride, what Shen Qian said was actually the truth.
From the moment he broke into the fog, he had few options left.
Faced with the siege of eight powerful men from the Nine Heavens and Mountains at the same time, the system may not be able to withstand it.
After all, in the final analysis, Shen Qian's own level is still too low.
"No matter what, you stayed here just to save me!"
Wu Ling lowered her head, plucked her fingers and said shyly, "Including the previous time, you have saved me twice. Oh, I don't know how to repay you. How about we..."
When Wu Ling raised his head, Shen Qian in front of him had disappeared. Wu Ling turned around and saw that he was looking for something on the ground hundreds of meters away.
Ayishamu's body was directly blasted to pieces by the system. Fortunately, the Gu clan was not known for body refining. Ayishamu's corpse was of little value to the human race, and Ji Wen and others probably didn't need it either.
Shen Qian ignored the angry Wu Ling and just rummaged in the dirt for a while, finally pulling out a broken finger with a crystal clear space ring on it.
This space ring belongs to Ayi Xiamu. The other party covets Shen Qian's property. Shen Qian is also very interested in the wealth of a strong man at the top of mountains and seas.
It's just that the first genius of the Gu clan is much poorer than Shen Qian imagined.
In only one cubic meter of space crystal, apart from some daily elixirs and personal clothing, there were only two things that attracted Shen Qian's attention.
The first one is a bronze stone slab, which records several core Gu techniques of the Gu clan, which Ayishamu himself has not yet successfully practiced.
Ancient magic like this is hard to find in modern times. Even if Shen Qian himself is not interested in Gu magic, he should be able to exchange for a lot of contribution points by taking back the Hundred Kings Palace.
Unfortunately, there is no record of what the Gu insect summoned by Ayixiamu's last moment of sacrifice was. Seeing that Wu Ling was indeed alive and kicking, and there was no danger to his life, Shen Qian could only let go of his doubts.
The second item is a roll of parchment maps.
To be more precise, it is a map of the battlefield of all races.
Wu Ling also had a volume in his hand, but the map in Ayixiamu's hand was obviously more detailed.
The most important thing is that the map in Wu Ling's hand only has records about Mo Lake in Jiuchongtian, but the one in Ayixiamu's hand actually clearly marked all the secret places in Jiuchongtian.
And one of the places surrounded by charcoal made Shen Qian's eyes freeze.
"Fire Temple!"
Although the Nine Heavens battlefield is not as vast as the other Eighth Heaven battlefield, there are also more than a dozen secret realms. Why did Ayixiamu only circle this place?
"Do you know who the God of Fire is?" Shen Qian asked the well-informed Wu Ling.
"Vulcan?"
Wu Ling was startled, then thought about it and said, "In ancient times, there were some gods who were born in the elements of heaven and earth. They were extremely powerful and were born to control the five elements. The God of Fire should be one of them."
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
"However, it is said that the gods of the five elements have fallen into the long river of history due to unknown reasons. No one has seen them for a long time. So far, it seems that only the wood god still exists in the outside world..."
"Ancient gods?"
Shen Qian's eyes lit up, "Then what state is this Vulcan God in?"
"Of course he is a true god, and he is also very powerful among true gods."
Wu Ling said seriously, "To control the fire of the world, how can such a being be weak?"
"Ji Wen once said that the Nine Heavens itself is actually an ancient battlefield, where many true gods have fallen. From this, it is speculated that this Fire Temple is most likely the residence of the Fire God mentioned by Wu Ling."
Shen Qian thought to himself, "And Ayixiamu marked it specially. Does this mean that the Fire Temple is a realm that has not been explored by the gods?"
"In other words, maybe the complete bones of the Vulcan are preserved in it?"
After an analysis, Shen Qian's eyes lit up.
Originally, it was only speculated that there might be a "Destiny Bone" in the Nine Heavens battlefield, but now based on Ayixiamu's map, Shen Qian had a clear guide.
The only trouble is that the map of the battlefield of all races is not a secret in the hands of many peerless geniuses.
The Gu clan is not ranked high. Ayi Xia Mu has obtained a complete map, let alone other clans.
I'm afraid Ayixiamu is not the only one who covets this place. Xiwulan and others may also target the Fire Temple.
After all, judging from its location on the map, the Fire Temple is definitely the core existence among all secret realms.
Assuming that this is really an unexplored abode of the true god, it contains countless treasures that will definitely make everyone crazy.
"Shen Qian, are we going to find the Fire Temple?"
Wu Ling also realized something at this time.
"Now that I know about such a treasure land, of course I have to go and take a look."
Shen Qian put away Ayixiamu's space ring, and then turned to look at the way it came from, "But before that, we have to collect some interest."
"Interest?" Wu Ling asked doubtfully.
"To enter the Nine Heavens battlefield, we don't have enough tickets, so we might as well collect them here."
There was murderous intention in Shen Qian's eyes.
The surrounding fog was dissipating as Ulan and others left. From Shen Qian's perception, geniuses from other ethnic groups had begun to approach, but they were cautious and did not move too fast.
The more the gods hate him to the core, the more he wants to let the gods know what a mistake they made by putting Shen Qian into the battlefield of all races!
Although Wu Lan and others set up a killing situation for Shen Qian, forcing Shen Qian to be in a desperate situation, the benefits were evident after Shen Qian resisted.
Without the presence of Wulan and others, he would be invincible in this third-level battlefield.
"The fewer people who enter the fourth heavenly gate, the more difficult it will be for Wu Lan and others to obtain enough Tokens of Ten Thousand Clans. They may even have to search everywhere in those secret realms or hunt monsters."
Shen Qian's eyes flashed, "By the time they realize something is wrong, I will already be ahead of them."
In the understanding of Wu Lan and others, Shen Qian had already fallen to the third heaven at this time, and as soon as Shen Qian entered the fourth heaven, the light beam on his body would expose his existence again.
What Shen Qian has to do now is to use this short information gap to create an opportunity for himself.
He will strive to be the first to enter the Nine Heavens!
In order to prevent Wu Ling from having another accident, Shen Qian gave her the Yuebai battle suit and asked her to hide it.
As for Shen Qian himself, he came to a hilltop under the fourth-level Tianmen.
After assembling the sun-shooter, Shen Qian lay down on the top of the mountain. The beam of light on his body just overlapped with the light emitted from the Tianmen above, hiding his figure to the greatest extent.
Grabbing a few handfuls of pills and stuffing them into his mouth to chew, Shen Qian regained his energy and mental strength while aiming his sun-shooting scope at a godly man who was hiding in the clouds and approaching slowly several miles away. .
"I can't do anything to the gods of all races now, but I can let the geniuses of all races come to an end!"
"Since the human race is destined to be exiled, it's better for everyone to return to the same starting line..."
Shen Qian muttered to himself, and after adjusting the scope, he pulled the trigger without hesitation.
boom!
Burning light pierced the sky, and when the flower mixed with golden blood bloomed, Shen Qian's eyes also turned cold. He turned the gun head almost without stopping, and aimed at another strong man in the divine realm. .
Killing one person is killing, killing ten thousand people is also killing.
From now on, the positions of hunter and prey should change.
…
Somewhere on the Fourth Heaven battlefield, a young man shrouded in black robe crushed the heart of the huge monster in front of him and pulled out its spine.
This ridge bone is as white as jade, and there are faint colored lights flashing on it, which shows that it is extraordinary.
But the young man didn't pay much attention to the treasure that was enough to cause madness in the outside world, and just randomly stuffed the space crystal into it.
Just as he was about to continue moving forward, the dark sky above suddenly began to roll.
Wulan frowned and looked up, only to see the clouds changing constantly, and a female face vaguely revealed.
But Tian Tian's rejection was very obvious, and the female face dissipated in an instant after spitting out a few words intermittently.
"Shen Qian...the Gu clan...kill...heavy reward..."
Gu god?
Wu Lan was a little surprised. Why did the Gu God start to interfere with the will of all races on the battlefield?
But soon he heard something from the other party's sporadic words.
Obviously, the reason why Gu God interferes in the battlefield of all races is no different from other gods.
Shen Qian is not dead?
Wu Lan narrowed his eyes, and judging from the twisted face of Gu God, it was probably more than that.
Because after he left, the only ones left in the fourth heaven gate were Shen Qian and Ayixiamu of the Gu tribe.
"It seems that Ayishamu died in your hands..."
Ulan let out a breath. He didn't know how Shen Qian did it, but he realized that he might have made a serious mistake.
"It turns out I was mistaken. It's interesting."
Wulan stood there, thinking about whether to go to the fifth level gate to block Shen Qian again, when the clouds above him surged violently again.
Several faces of gods, familiar or unfamiliar to Ulan, crowded together and appeared in the sky.
However, the battlefield will of the Fourth Heaven was even stronger. Those gods only briefly expressed their shock and anger before dissipating, but Ulan heard the same name from their mouths.
Wulan vaguely guessed what Shen Qian was doing when he lost his restraints, but he just couldn't understand it.
Even if the opponent can really survive on the battlefield of all races, how will he face the wrath of the gods at the end?
…
At the third gate of heaven, the heaven and earth are like blood.
Taking the mountain peak where Shen Qian was located as the center of the circle, there were piles of corpses everywhere within a radius of three miles.
The Shanhe Knife, which was becoming more and more sinister, was inserted diagonally on the soil slope next to Shen Qian. Shen Qian touched the hot muzzle of the sun-shooting gun, glanced at the hesitant geniuses of all races in the distance, and quickly shook his hand. Use this short free time to move your already stiff fingers.
Use sun-shooting to deal with the ones far away, and take action against the wizards nearby.
After all, the opponent is also a genuine strong man in the divine realm, and ordinary high-level warriors are vulnerable to her.
If there was something Wu Ling couldn't solve, Shen Qian would pull out the Shanhe Knife and kill the opponent in the fastest way.
He no longer remembers how many people he killed, maybe eight thousand, maybe eighty thousand.
The Totem of the Order of Ten Thousand Clans in Shen Qian's hand was already dazzlingly bright, and the numbers next to it had stopped scrolling long ago, and only a string of bright red could be seen.
Even so, at this moment, Shen Qian's field of vision was full of moving heads.
In the chaos, some geniuses from all races would unite from time to time, either trying to capture Shen Qian, or trying to take advantage of the chaos to pass through the fourth heavenly gate, but Shen Qian did not stop them all.
When he realized that it was unrealistic to kill millions of people by himself, Shen Qian specifically selected those geniuses with high cultivation levels to attack.
These people are the core geniuses of each ethnic group. Killing one person is enough to destroy more than ten years of hard work of these ethnic groups.
Two hours had passed, and hundreds of divine geniuses had died in Shen Qian's hands.
The turbulence in the sky has never calmed down, but I don't know if the will of all races on the battlefield is constantly strengthening, and it is becoming more and more difficult for those gods to show up.
Shen Qian could only tell from their sporadic curses that they had lost their minds.
Shen Qian's accumulated bounty has already reached an incredible level!
It is precisely because of this that even though Shen Qian killed so many people, the geniuses of all races lingering in the distance still refused to give up.
"time to go."
Shen Qian waited for a while and saw that he had not seen the figure of a powerful person in the divine realm for a long time in his field of vision. Then he called to Wu Ling, who was already panting from exhaustion at the foot of the mountain.
He estimated that most of the powerful gods still stranded in the third heaven had been killed by him, and even if there were some who were hiding, there should be very few left.
Wu Ling also breathed a sigh of relief. When she was about to stand up, her face suddenly turned pale and her steps staggered.
"Are you okay?" Shen Qian asked in surprise.
"I'm... fine, just a little nauseous."
Wu Ling was stunned for a while, then raised her head and smiled reluctantly at Shen Qian.
Shen Qian didn't take it seriously. In the past two hours, although Wu Ling was only responsible for checking and filling in the gaps, she had contaminated thousands of lives on her hands. It was normal to feel uncomfortable in her heart.
In fact, Shen Qian wasn't much better at the beginning, but he ended up with strong mental strength and firmer will. After constantly hypnotizing himself that he was just "killing the chicken", the psychological burden was relieved.
boom!
After firing another shot at the extreme distance, killing more than a dozen people, and frightening the surrounding crowd who were about to move, Shen Qian led Wu Ling into the fourth level of the heavenly gate.
The accumulated number of Ten Thousand Clan Orders was enough, and he made up his mind not to delay any further. Unless he met a genius above the divine realm, he would reach the Nine Heavens as quickly as possible.
In addition to the Fire Temple, he still has to find a way back.
He himself knew very well that once the war of all races ended and he was still in ancient times, he would definitely die!
