The sky was dark, and everyone was strong, so they didn't panic much. Everyone calmed down and adjusted their mentality to the best state.

"arrive!"

I don’t know how long it took. There was light outside, and there were stars, which were very beautiful.

What we see is desolate, with mountains and fields everywhere. Within our perception, we can't find any breath of life, only some broken plants and large tracts of rocks.

"No wonder it's called Beihuang." I sighed. This place has the atmosphere of ancient times, as if we are facing an ancient battlefield.

"Actually, this is really an ancient battlefield. Otherwise, the bones of the real dragon would not be hidden here. It's just that we don't know what happened back then." An old man said, sighing.

A battle can make a real dragon fall. This shows how cruel it can be.

"This is not the real burial place of the real dragon. It requires four saints to join forces to reach an ancient battlefield." The saint was sitting on the bow of the ship. The glow on his body made it difficult for people to understand his true strength.

, but those who dare to come here are generally not at the low point of their strength.

This is the saint of the Qiu Long Sect. It is said that he is also the acting head of the Qiu Long Sect.

At this moment, several voids opened up in the distance, and three huge ships slowly sailed out.

"There is one more in the southern region and two in the east." I looked at it silently, because the two warships in the east were very conspicuous. On the sails, there was the pattern of the three-legged golden crow. じじ, thank you!

Boom!

Not long after, in the depths of the Northern Wilderness, a dragon boat also approached from far away. It was extremely majestic, as if a real dragon was alive.

"I don't know, have Lei Minghong and the others come over?" I was a little worried. But when I thought about such a major matter, they definitely knew about it and Xiao Yao was here. It shouldn't be a problem.

There were no ships in total, and they were rumbling like war machines.

"The entrance has arrived." said an old man.

Everyone also looked there.

It was a huge altar, and there were Yin Hong's blood stains everywhere on the altar. The blood stains made people's throats go dry, and even some creatures' legs weakened on the spot.

"Oh my god, whose blood is that? It's obviously been there for tens of thousands of years, but it still has such great pressure."

"I feel a kind of fear that comes from the depths of my soul, at least, it's also the blood of the Great Emperor!"

People exclaimed that this altar leads to the ancient battlefield. Obviously, the blood stained at the door is the blood of the emperor, because it is said that the only person who died in the ancient battlefield was the emperor.

The great saints came forward to explain the Dharma. There, the divine light gradually became blurred, but it took a certain amount of time to turn on, so everyone got off the boat one after another, because by now, the warship was useless.

"Have you heard? This time, unlike the last time, all the major forces came to the core disciples." A person said mysteriously.

"Yes, the Tao of the Thousand Kills Sect is not Tao. I heard that he has become the Soul Emperor a long time ago, and has gone a long way on this road, almost reaching the realm of a saint."

"The dragon son of the Qiu Long Sect also appeared. He was on our boat. Unfortunately, he didn't see his true form."

"A saint from the Ghost King Sect has also come, trying to compete with the young man for the world."

"It's a pity that Ye Hao didn't become emperor. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many things to do. He could directly rule the entire earth and drive out the Zerg. By then, the human race will once again become the pinnacle race."

The news here is very confusing. I listened for a while and didn't pay attention.

However, even so, my expression is still extremely solemn, because I can feel that in addition to the saints, there are also the top group of people here, all of whom have extraordinary talents and invincible strength, whether it is the Southern Region or the Eastern Sky

With Beihuang, such a large group of people gathering together is too terrifying. Just those auras, intertwined together, can suppress a group of geniuses.

Moreover, I sensed that some sect forces were inquiring about and looking for me. Some of them wanted to win me over, and of course some wanted to kill me.

Fortunately, with the help of the illusory soul, he can easily change his appearance, making even a saint unrecognizable.

This kind of change changes even the breath, and even the breath of the soul is hidden.

After a long time, thin clouds and mist rose here, like a fairyland, making people yearn for it.

"The burial ground of the true dragon is open. Everyone, although there are great opportunities inside, there are also many crises. You should take care of yourself." A clear voice came from the altar. It was the saint, warning everyone that they were cautious and did not enter.

, because we are afraid of being attacked by the Zerg outside. Once the Zerg captures this place, a large number of us will be trapped and killed. This is a disaster that the earth cannot afford.

I followed the others and stepped in.

Time goes by, the world spins.

"arrive!"

"The place where the true dragon's bones are buried, so rich in the power of heaven and earth!"

The living beings exclaimed that there were tens of thousands of people staying together, but they were not afraid. Although the atmosphere here was too weird, there were even saints hiding among the team to protect them.

This is an extremely huge island, stretching across the sky. Outside, there is a chaotic atmosphere, the stars are twinkling, and a rising sun is vast. It is right in the center, which is very strange.

The island is so big that you can't see the edge at a glance, and even the power of the soul is suppressed within a hundred meters, making it difficult to sense. The terrifying aura comes from the depths of the island, making people's hair stand on end.

"Something's wrong, there seems to be a sound!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, he saw a large number of figures suddenly appear in the depths of the island.

"It's a heroic spirit!"

An old man exclaimed with an ugly expression on his face, and when everyone heard this, they all became solemn.

The strong men of ancient times suffered countless casualties, and the corpse energy was criss-crossed. The power of heaven and earth condensed into heroic warriors!

when!

Someone stood in front and took the lead in confronting a heroic spirit.

The heroic spirit slapped him with a palm, and the corpse air billowed out, covering the ground. Immediately, the man was seriously injured, but what frightened people even more was that the wound spread rapidly, and the next second, the man ceased to exist and turned into a ghost.

Corpse energy submerged into the mouth of the heroic spirit.

My expression changed drastically. The man just now had at least a Soul King level of fighting ability, but he didn't even have any room to resist.

Moreover, if my perception is correct, among these heroic spirits, there are still fighting prowess comparable to that of a saint.

"Don't go too far. We don't want to leave the altar too far, otherwise they won't attack." A saint shouted, and then people on the outside moved closer inside.

Sure enough, when everyone gathered around the altar, all the heroic spirits stopped.

"It's too dangerous. This place is simply a dead place."

Everyone looked pale. At least, there were thousands of heroic spirits surrounding them. If they wanted to break out, they would probably have to pay a high price.

"Wait, wait until it gets dark. These heroic spirits are masculine people, so they will only rest when it gets dark." Obviously, the saints hold important information in their hands.

"Hey, I heard that these heroic spirits are good things. As long as you kill them, you can get a lot of dark matter. When the time comes, it will be easy to advance." A man came over with a swaying feather fan. Looking at the appearance of his clothes,

It should come from the Jietian Sect.

Even so, no one dared to go out because they were facing thousands of heroic spirits.

"Lin Ao, it's time to start." The saint from the Qiu Long Sect said with a smile.

Lin Ao nodded, leaving everyone confused. I looked at some people and found that those people were very confident and seemed to be waiting for something.

Lin Ao said: "This time when we enter the ancient battlefield, there will definitely be a catastrophe, so it is very likely that geniuses and monsters will die. And after countless years of accumulation, several great saints in our southern region have decided to take out our

The most precious treasure, the soul-returning talisman."

"Soul-reviving talisman, when you die, your true body will appear again at the altar, which is equivalent to a second life."

When everyone heard this, their colors became hot.

"Twenty thousand people from our southern region are here, and the soul-returning talisman is only useful for soul masters below saints. Unfortunately, after tens of thousands of years of accumulation, it can only be ten copies. Five copies here, and ten thousand people there.

, also five copies, from now on, for the sake of fairness, I will test your talents!"
Chapter completed!