The smoke of gunpowder covers the sky, and there is chaos on all sides.

There are constant shouts of killing.

Corptoes are piled up every moment, including monsters and humans. Their skeletons are paved into corpse mountains, and the blood flowing out gathers into the sea.

The spiritual energy from different parts rages wildly.

The roar of the cold wind.

This is a battlefield where the battle flag has fallen down.

"Roar--!" The roar of the monster shook the earth.

He suddenly jumped out of the bloody ocean, and his teeth and claws stabbed at the giant shadow on the top of the Corpse Mountain.

The monster's forehead was shining with golden light, and his soul's golden body was running wildly, gaining powerful power that he could not control without leaving any way out.

The terrifying majesty descended, and at this moment, even the monks and monsters who were rushing to stop.

A certain will expand rapidly with the domain!

The imperial realm spread out like never before, condensed and volatilized, creating the ancient palace. A beast-shaped shadow sitting cross-legged in the center of the palace glared ahead, and ancient scriptures chanted from him.

This is the Demon King!

The huge shadow on the top of the Corpse Mountain moved, like a snake.

A golden sword light pierced through the smoke and clouds, and the hideous arms of the giant shadow stretched out held the sword.

"boom--!"

The sword light fell, tearing the clouds apart.

The demon emperor who was culling up also tore up. The ancient palace collapsed, the imperial realm was broken, and the beast-shaped shadow sitting cross-legged in the center of the palace was swallowed up by the light in an instant.

The huge sword light that fell swallowed the demon king and then smashed on the battlefield. The earth was separated, and cracks appeared like the clouds in the sky. The blood-colored ocean evaporated, and countless creatures were destroyed by this blow, and the bones were gone.

The sunlight behind the clouds shines, hanging down golden tulle on the torn edges.

The huge shadow on the mountain of corpse was slowly illuminated.

Like a snake or a dragon, with eight arms and red body.

He looked down at the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and the red copper bone surface was a terrifying and abominable evil ghost in the eyes of the creatures on the battlefield.

Li Xi'an saw the hatred and fear in the eyes of those creatures.

It's really strange.

Will the creatures in the ancient battlefield projected by the Taihang Palace Trial actually develop their own emotions?

After returning to Taihang from Changbai, he stepped into Taihang Palace again.

Before this, every level of trial only represented a creature at that level. From Rise, to Jun Ling, Yang Shen, and even the Extreme Palace.

There is only one corresponding one in the trials of these realms.

But now he has not experienced the so-called trial and has come to an ancient battlefield. However, it is better to say that all the creatures on this battlefield come to kill him than to say that it is a battlefield.

According to the vivid description in Taihang Palace.

This projection represents all levels before Shinichi.

"Kill!" After the sword light of Xi Jian fell, a human monk roared.

"Kill! Kill!"

These monks sacrificed magic weapons, and their spiritual energy was boiling all over their bodies. Similarly, their eyebrows were cracking and golden light was overflowing.

Although Li Xi'an did not practice this path, he knew that the golden body of the soul was disintegrating.

The spiritual energy used by these monks has far exceeded the limit of the Yang Shen Realm monks. Not only the golden body of the soul, but also cracks appear on their bodies.

Several lights of escape came, and I really didn't doubt their murderous intent.

Natal weapon.

But useless.

The monks in the extreme palace realm all looked weak in Li Xi'an's eyes. Why do you mention these monks in the Yangshen realm?

The huge body winded, and the sudden strong wind swept the bodies of several monks who came to kill in. They used scales as thick swords. They collided with their natal weapons, forming vague flesh and blood. The natal weapons roared and were smashed in an instant.

Li Xi'an saw it very clearly.

Hate burned in these people's eyes.

In the ancient battlefield projected by the Taihang Palace, he did not really create creatures with corpses and blood. The emotions in the people and demons here come from the past. Obviously, they once fought on this battlefield with a powerful existence far beyond them. All the sorrow, fear, anger and hatred are for creatures who have established themselves in his position in the past.

What do you want me to know?

The red dragon shadow raised his head and looked up at the sky.

Killing intentions are still spreading in this land.

This is the battlefield.

He will surely kill all the living creatures on this battlefield to be qualified to face Shinichi.

The monsters and human monks who were culling up again.

Li Xi'an winds over the top of the corpse mountain and looks into the distance. The abyss created by the Xi sword are densely packed with figures extending to the horizon. The black smoke replaces the clouds, and the earth is foul-smelling scarlet.

Blood and fire wash the world.

The red dragon shadow roared, and the air roared. The shock crushed the figures that had come to the surroundings to pieces.

The empty and dark realm emerged around the mountain of corpses as the center.

The boundless black shines with stars.

And the flames that destroyed the world were beating on the stars.

Li Xi'an soared into the air and entrenched in the sky, and a sea of ​​black and red clouds rolled over his scales.

At the same time, eight arms were gathered around him, and naturally hanged to form a seal. The seal that was once again perfected.

The power of the ancient stars naturally climbed and circulated in the Seal of the Dharma.

In the eyes of the spirits on the earth, the magic seal that seemed to be able to crush the sky fell.

…………

Taihang, at night.

The lake and sea are quiet, reflecting the stars in the sky. A few big geese swim on the water, flapping their wings, and breaking the stars in the lake.

They formed a row and slowly swam ashore from the lake.

When it is dark, they are almost time to rest.

But even though they were about to rest, their heads were still raised, showing their bully style.

They rarely restrain themselves when passing by the ginkgo tree in the island in the middle of the lake, but when they found that the girl who was sitting on the ginkgo tree was missing, their heads were lifted up in an instant, as if they were honest before, just an illusion.

After the big geese curled up in their nests and fell asleep with the rustling night and the towering ancient tree.

The singing starts from far to near, but becomes clearer after a while.

It was a girl's singing, she sang emotionally.

"I have horns on my head and a tail behind me."

"The boss is not at home..."

The singing stopped.

The lake water, which was originally not disturbed by bullies, rippled again.

The girl stepped across the water and walked to the island in the middle of the lake.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "Hey, Lao Zhang, I'm back." She patted the torso of the ancient wood that was thousands of meters high.

silence.

Chu Xinger's expression has not changed. This is her habit, and she does not expect this ancient tree to really respond.

The girl sat casually on the grass and looked at the mountains under the night sky.

The Taihang Mountains do not have the so-called core area. The reason why this place is regarded as the center of Taihang in the mouths of all spirits is that it is the residence of the dragon.

When one of the boundaries collapsed, it arrived in Jiuzhou and returned to Taihang. The Taihang Palace manifested from the stone walls of the mountains, resulting in the spiritual energy here being much higher than other places.

At night, you can see the white mist formed by saturated spiritual energy.

The land like a tulle also makes the lake and trees more mysterious in the eyes of all spirits.

At this time, the fog was gathering, and soon Chu Xinger's sight was no longer covered with the ridges of the mountains, leaving only the lake and fog.

She took out a red strap from her purse and it was folded neatly.

Blessing belt.

It is usually used by people to make wishes and blessings. The blessing belt is usually hung on the wishing trees in all directions. When people tie this blessing belt for themselves and their families, they are devoutly filled with sincere love for their families. She slowly unfolded the blessing belt, the red silk is very smooth, and the fabric and workmanship are very exquisite.
To be continued...