The light that shrouded around his body was filled with a kind of jade-like warmth, bringing a hint of warmth to the cold stones around him.

And Qingyanghuan's body was gradually wrapped in the light, turning into a huge light cocoon, with faint fluctuations surrounding, this breath became more and more mellow and gentle, making people's hearts quiet.

"The breath on Ah Huan's body is so warm. ”

Zi'er jumped one by one, her small body surrounded the cocoon that Qingyang Huan had turned into, and her small purple eyes flashed with divine light, with a touch of curiosity.

"Zi'er likes it. ”

The next moment, the Holy Yan Heavenly Maiden stretched out her hand and grabbed the little thing, even if she liked it at this moment, she couldn't bump into it, the little guy also knew that she couldn't disturb Qingyang Huan, her little body was nested in the arms of the Heavenly Maiden, and her purple crystal little nose twitched gently, as if she was feeling this warmth.

"How long will it take for Ah Huan to wake up?" raised his little head and looked at the Holy Face Heavenly Maiden.

Hearing this, the Holy Yan Heavenly Maiden shook her head slightly, how much time it takes for the transformation of the spiritual will to be taken cannot be easily concluded.

At the beginning, she was stuck at the peak of the Totem Realm for almost a year, and it took almost a month to break through the barrier of the Spiritual Will Heaven and Man to the Divine Realm.

Of course, this is only the time for the promotion of the spiritual will, in the past, she had already boiled the spiritual will to the extreme, and the breakthrough was a natural state.

As for how long it will take for Qingyang Huan to break through the spiritual realm, she can't estimate it for sure, maybe it will be completed in the next moment, or it may take months.

Yingguang exuded sacredness, wrapped in Qingyang Huan, and it lasted until half a month later, during which it was not that no other warriors entered the Arsenal Mountain Range to find an opportunity, but most of them felt the breath released by the Holy Yan Heavenly Maiden from afar, so they left in advance.

Of course, Qingyang Huan's promotion also attracted the ghost here, but most of his strength was not strong, and he was beheaded by the Holy Yan Heavenly Maiden.

Buzz!

On this day, the cocoon of the holy light shattered, turning into a little light and floating in the sky, making the surrounding void all suddenly brightened, and soon these lights turned into nothingness, and Qingyang Huan's figure re-manifested.

Compared with him before, he didn't seem to have changed much when he stepped out of the halo, as if nothing had changed, giving people a more ordinary, a little more warmth, and a little less killing.

"Promoted?"

A smile appeared in her beautiful eyes, and the eyes of the Holy Face Heavenly Maiden fell on Qingyang Huan.

As for Zi'er, she was even more cheerful, and suddenly threw herself into his arms, raising her little head, with a sly look in her eyes: "Ah Huan, the breath on your body smells so good, Zi'er really wants to take a bite." ”

Syllable!

slapped Zi'er angrily, causing the little thing to snort coldly and nest into his arms, and then Qingyang Huan's gaze fell on the Holy Yan Heavenly Maiden.

"Finally, the promotion is over, as long as you can break through the real one-day level, you can condense the incarnation outside the body and be promoted to the realm of the true one. ”

In the center of his spiritual world, a figure identical to his own figure sat in it, with a cyan robe, black hair on a shawl, and even every inch looked incomparably solid, without the slightest illusion, and it looked no different from the entity.

Above the sitting figure, an illusory bronze door was suspended, revealing the vicissitudes of ancient life and silence, even if the spiritual world set off a monstrous wave, it could not shake its slightest movement.

Will Reincarnation Realm, this is the realm that belongs to the king, and it is still not an existence that he can peep into.

"It's been hard work for you these days. ”

Grabbing the hand of the Holy Yan Heavenly Maiden, Qingyang Huan stepped forward, this time the Heavenly Maiden did not struggle, and let his captor go outward.

......

The ancient battlefield, I don't know how long it has been through the vicissitudes of time, let alone how many lives have been buried, there are vicissitudes everywhere, and there is a wail that is like nothing.

It seems that those deceased creatures are crying out the unwillingness in their hearts, but unfortunately there are secrets here, even the great martial artists of the True One Realm can't seem to completely peek into it, and they don't know why this ancient battlefield came into being.

The two of them did not leave the Arsenal Mountain Range, there are more than 10 million weapons in this mountain range, even if nine out of ten have been corrupted by the years, there are still many divine weapons.

These days, there are constantly warriors from this cave mountain range to get opportunities, although most of them are weapons at the level of ground soldiers, but the weapons here are more than the same level of soldiers in the mountains and seas wilderness, but there is a touch of charm, and the natural power has also improved.

He is flowing in the ancient mountains with the mottled breath of time, Qingyang Huan's big hand continues to return the rotten weapons around him to the earth, and the immortal divine gold that can survive the years is what he wants.

He only got a golden war spear now, which is said to be a huge gain, and a top-notch heavenly soldier is enough to trigger the surge of some old monsters who have been silent for many years in the outside world.

It's a pity that it's not enough for him!

Of course, he also knew that it was already a great chance to be able to get such a golden war spear here, and if he wanted to get a magic weapon that was not much different again, he didn't know how much chance it would take.

Therefore, wherever he passed, all the remaining divine weapons, whether it was the earth soldier level, or the kind of semi-rotten divine gold that only had a part left, were all in his pocket.

His wanton appearance caused the Holy Face Heavenly Maiden to raise her eyebrows, laughing at him like a gluttonous ancient beast, greedy and dissatisfied.

Qingyang Huan didn't care about this, but unfortunately this kind of scraping day didn't last long, as more and more warriors entered the ancient battlefield, there were more conquests between each other, so he had to stop moving.

......

Ancient altar.

This is one of the four large ruins found by warriors in this ancient battlefield.

Leaving the Arsenal Mountain Range, Qingyang Huan and the two came towards the Ancient Altar, not only the two of them, but almost all the Terran warriors who appeared in the Ancient Battlefield, almost all who heard the news were rushing towards the Ancient Altar.

At the beginning, the innate innocence of the Hou Clan obtained an ancient weapon from the ruins of the altar, which attracted countless warriors to rush to the sky, but a few days ago, a blazing nine-colored divine light rushed into the sky from the center of the altar.

The nine-colored divine light illuminated the entire ancient battlefield almost instantly, and when the nine-colored pillar of light pierced through the void, the ghosts wandering in any corner of the entire ancient battlefield bowed down to the pillar of light.

The earth-shattering vision attracted the attention of countless Terran warriors, and one by one they went crazy towards the ruins of the altar.

"It is rumored that this ancient battlefield was the place where another extremely ancient race lived and multiplied before our human race became the master, and then this race did not know why it was destroyed, so the people of this race did not turn a blind eye, and all turned into ghosts, wandering in this land of mountains and rivers. ”

"After such a long time, the altar of sacrifice without life should have lost the support of faith a long time ago, why would it be re-energized, there is a kind of sacredness in the nine-colored divine light, is there still a remnant of this race who have not been destroyed. ”

"Whatever, now this is the world of my human race, and the opportunities here belong to our human race, even if there is really any remaining life, you should understand that this is no longer their time. ”

"Let's go, the nine-colored divine light must be a heavy treasure, before the congenital blameless got an ancient weapon, it is rumored that after leaving the ancient battlefield, he returned to the tribe and fell into retreat, and when he understood the Taoist rhyme contained in the ancient weapon, the strength will inevitably advance by leaps and bounds again, and the warriors who got a jar of divine liquid have been promoted to the realm, and the opportunity to create is just around the corner, and the wealth and danger are sought, we can't lag behind." ”

......

Feeling the spiritual will that permeated the surrounding void, it can be said that the warriors of all parties gathered, mixed with fish and dragons, and faced the ancient altar that triggered the vision, a red light appeared in their eyes.

Maybe it really has something to do with the deceased race, and most of the wandering ghosts along the way are also disappearing, even if they occasionally see a ghost along the way, they are quickly drifting towards the altar, as if they have been summoned by something.

The closer they got to the ruins of the ancient altar, the more warriors around them became, and one after another fierce beasts were spurging evil qi and rampage.

The big bird with the golden flame spread out its feathers and spread out dozens of zhang in size, and on the back of the bird stepped on a young figure, with the horns of the head and the eyes open and closed.

The giant ape, which was like a small mountain, made the earth tremble with every step it took, and it went on a rampage, and the hill in front of him directly poked out his fist and shattered it into powder.

A fierce beast with a lot of fierce names in the Great Wilderness, carrying their respective masters, the violent aura intertwined and condensed, pressing the void dark.

......

"Ah Huan, how does Zi'er feel that the void around her is so hot, you see that the earth is cracked. ”

Qingyang Huan and Shengyan Tiannu walked side by side, Zi'er stood on his shoulder with a spirit, and her little eyes kept looking everywhere.

Not only did Zi'er find out, but even they also noticed that the closer they got to the ancient altar, the more sufficient the fire in the air became, and even if they held their breath and concentrated, they could feel the incomparably active flame trajectory in the void.

The earth is cracking, and the water vapor is evaporated by the scorching heat, and this crack is constantly expanding, intertwined, like a huge net spread out on the earth.

Such an obvious change naturally made every martial artist who came to the ancient altar aware of it.

However, except for some people who frowned a little, the rest of the warriors felt that there was nothing peculiar, creation and derivation, there must be visions, the earth was cracked, the flames were active, it didn't seem to be a big deal, there were more such scenes in the wilderness.

Hundreds of miles of land were marched again, and under their feet, the cracked earth was crumbling into yellow sand, and the cracked sand grains were hot and scorching.

And this kind of desertification is spreading outside, just a few breaths, on the road behind the two of them, it turns into a cloud of yellow sand.