"This is ......" At the moment when Wuhuan soared into the sky, an indescribable aura directly acted on Wuhuan body, the kind of deterrence that impacted the heart, that kind of palpitations and horror, this is the endless evil spirit, anger, resentment, murderous spirit and war intent between heaven and earth!

"There's something I need in the sky!" Wu Huan clearly sensed the restlessness of the endless soldier souls that filled the entire sky in his consciousness sea at this time, and the almost spontaneous blade tips of the countless soldier souls pointed high into the sky and pointed to the highest part of this wailing mountain range, where there was something they longed for but could not reach. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Higher!" Wu Huan almost instinctively rose into the air, but the ubiquitous strange aura in the air kept suppressing him, making the rise very slow, although the speed was not fast, but Wu Huan had indeed been rising into the air for a while, more than twenty zhang.

As Wuhuan went up more and more, the thirst of the group of soldiers in Zhihai became more and more violent, and the buzzing sound resounded throughout Zhihai, so noisy that he didn't know where to hide there, and the Phantom World had to come out and roar a few times to vent his dissatisfaction, this was really noisy!

"Boy, go to the top of the mountain to find the unending fighting intent left here, that's what these soldiers urgently need to awaken!" finally Illusory World almost roared.

"The top of the mountain!" At this time, Wu Huan has stayed at a height of thirty zhang for a long time, although he has been trying to go up a little more, but the inexplicable coercion and invisible aura overwhelm him, if he takes a step further, Wu Huan dares to guarantee that he will fall like Kuang Gongming, even if he has cultivated to full open at this time, he still can't go up.

"Let's go, let's go up the mountain!" Wu Huan, who fell back to the ground, didn't see the kind of inhuman monster in the eyes of everyone looking at him, thirty zhang is no longer something that only my mid-level can set foot in, and sure enough, none of the strongest people in the blade camp are normal.

"It is said that the Emperor of Soldiers only rose to twenty-seven or eight zhang when he was only fourfold!" At this time, someone whispered to everyone.

"Don't look at this guy by your standards!" Kuang Gongming shook his head and said to the man with a look of a passer-by, and at this time, Wuhuan had already stepped out and started the mountaineering journey.

There is an inexplicable inexplicable intimidation and deterrence when the feet are out of the air, but walking on the mountain wall, although everyone is also suppressed very tired, but there is no such heart-wrenching palpitation in mid-air, so although it is more laborious to climb the mountain, everyone still goes up step by step, and Wuhuan who walks in front seems to be addicted to a distance, he flies more than half before walking slowly, and the people who see it are chills in their hearts, how perverted this is!

A day later, at the foot of the Wailing Mountain Range, the clouds were shocked and could not advance an inch when he flew to seventeen zhang, and whenever he wanted to take another step forward, the whole person fell from the air with a wail, and smashed a puff of dust, but he rushed up to the sky again and fell again as if he did not admit defeat. Not long ago, when he saw Lei Jingyu rushing up nearly twenty-six zhang before he was powerless, the whole person was about to go crazy, not far away Yun Xiaotian and his party were resting, watching the clouds flying in the sky repeatedly, and he couldn't help but sigh, his heart was higher than the sky, and his life was thinner than paper!

"After passing this wailing mountain range, it will be the destination after walking eight thousand miles!" At night, halfway up the mountainside, Ink Heart opened a three-dimensional map in front of everyone, pointing to a protruding pile of rocks not far below the mountain range.

"What kind of sound do you hear!" At this time, Kuang Gongming closed his eyes and pricked up his ears to listen quietly, and his ears echoed like the wind howling and like endless wails and roars, shouting and rushing to the sky The word "kill".

"The reason why the Wailing Mountain Range is called the Wailing Mountain Range is because of the howling wind that blows from nowhere, rest assured that there is no danger in this roar, this mountain range is the last place to rest with peace of mind before entering the battlefield, Wu Huan, Gong Ming, I will give you a little advice for the first time, and you must not leave the team!"

"Understood!"

After a short rest, everyone set off again to continue to climb the top of the mountain, to be honest, not many people have ever gone up to the top of this mountain, because the highest summit is deep in the high-altitude Gangfeng layer, and if it is not above the ground, the strength of the self-only realm cannot resist the Gangfeng above the nine heavens, it is a forbidden place under the ground!

"It's not far from that gap, let's work harder!" Ink Heart stood on a raised boulder and beckoned the group forward, not over the top of the mountain, but over the col between the two high fronts, where there was a way across the mountain range.

"I feel like I'm back to when I didn't practice and would follow the teacher up the mountain to collect medicine...... I really miss it!" Kuang Gongming gasped against a boulder.

"You still have time to miss, it means that you are not very tired!" Wuhuan stood next to Kuang Gongming and couldn't help laughing.

"Ya, you're still not human, I haven't seen you rest for three days!" Kuang Gongming was speechless, every time he rested in the past three days, he was as tired as a dead dog.

"It's just that you lack exercise!" Wu Huan also felt strange, after the transition to the catastrophe, he didn't seem to be tired, and his physical strength was terrible, it seemed that if he wanted, he could run all the way along the mountain road to the finish line without rest.

On top of a high tower at the highest point of the battalion, Chopping Dao sat cross-legged on the top of the tower and looked into the depths of the battlefield in the distance.

"Commander, the reserve teams of the other military camps have already set off, and the destinations should be in that area!" one of the people next to him reported to him.

"Know, presumably those people should have all their eyes here, relying on the competition between the trainees to determine the dominant position, and they came up with such an idea!"

"They have indeed absorbed a lot of demons in recent years, and it will be difficult for the regular army to defeat us against them!" the man said.

"It's not just that they have absorbed a lot of good seedlings!" "Chopping Dao looked into the distance and smiled slightly, I also have a lot of demons.

At this time, everyone who didn't know that they were already in the same situation set off to the depths of the bloody battlefield according to the tasks they had received, and the military merit rewards of up to hundreds of each completely stimulated everyone's nerves, even if the depths of the battlefield were unpredictable.

"Don't move, suppress your life energy!" A blood-colored desert somewhere on the ink heart sighed, only to see that everyone lowered their own life fluctuations, and even took out a small iron rod of no more than a foot from their bodies and pressed it on one end, and suddenly a faint red air shield enveloped a person, and at this time, hundreds of feet in front of them, a strange beast was slowly approaching.

This strange beast is not a wolf or a cow, it looks very weird, it seems that countless kinds of fierce beasts are put together, the four claws are on the ground, the claws are different, a python-like tail and the body can find traces of many creatures, the most peculiar thing is that its body seems to be virtual and real, and the four eyes distributed on the face are gray, only to see that this strange beast is walking aimlessly, and it is only a few feet away from everyone.

"Rub, what kind of chaotic fluctuation is that!" Kuang Gongming couldn't help but exclaim when the strange beast walked away.

"That's the remnant soul, just now it was a mixture of the remnants of the beasts that died on this land!Everyone pay attention, the more the body is single and complete, the more you must pay attention, after death, the remnant souls can fully show that they are definitely not ordinary in life!" Ink Heart said to everyone, "The shielding rod is not omnipotent, don't rely on it too much!" Ink Heart raised the iron rod in his hand.

At this time, Wu Huan and the others had already descended the mountain and officially stepped into the depths of the bloody battlefield, and at the same time, other people also stepped into this battlefield from other directions one after another, some of them were more unlucky, and they were directly devoured by the remnants that suddenly appeared, and became part of the other party's body, and more people slowly walked towards their destinations.

"Can't we resist when we encounter these remnant souls?" asked Kuang Gongming curiously after encountering the remnant souls for the fourth time in half a day.

"Yes, among all the monks, only the attack of the soul cultivator can cause a certain amount of damage to this thing, and these things are immune to the attacks of entities such as the True Yuan Body!" Lu Mo replied, it was not the first time he had been to this battlefield, and he felt a little in tears when he remembered the experience of the previous few times.

"Is the spiritual sense impact of soul cultivation!" Wu Huan thought thoughtfully, in a sense, he was half a soul cultivator, and his spiritual realm had always been much higher than his own cultivation.

"Can I use my spiritual sense to impact this remnant soul?" Wu Huan asked Ink Heart.

"Yes, as long as these remnants can't feel the breath of our living, it's okay for you to brew them!" Ink nodded after being stunned.

"Okay, I'll try!" Wu Huan looked at the dozens of feet away in front of him, wandering in confusion, as if the humanoid remnant soul composed of countless broken beast bodies directly condensed his spiritual sense into a punch and suddenly blasted out.

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, the remnant soul flew out and fell far away.

"Are you a soul cultivator?" Ink Heart looked at Wu Huan for a moment, and the one who could lightly use his spiritual sense to hit the flying remnant soul was also a soul cultivator.

"No, there is a friend who has practiced with him for a while!" Wu Huan couldn't help but think of the days when he messed around with Bei Yehu and a few people, although Bei Yehu didn't teach Wuhuan any terrible soul skills because of the clan rules, he exchanged skills with Wu Huan about the use of spiritual sense, and Wu Huan was not much worse than Bei Yehu in terms of spiritual knowledge reserves, and the only gap was the soul skills that had been passed down from generation to generation in the Sky Devouring Soul Clan.

"The advantage of soul cultivation on this battlefield is obvious, but it's a pity that soul cultivation is too rare and I can't find it!" "Not finding soul cultivation to enter this battlefield together has always been a regret of Ink Heart, and it seems that now this regret can be slightly made up for when it encounters Wu Huan."

"Wu Huan, I'll ask you for help later!" Suddenly, Ink Heart looked at Wu Huan, and his eyes flashed with a gleam.