Chapter 643: The Altar!
Heaven and earth are silent.
In this barren heaven and earth, there is no flesh and blood on the ground, only desolation, and the previous killing is as if nothing had happened.
Ye Feng stood quietly in the void, he was covered in blood, some bloody clothes were shocking, the scene just now, those disappeared martial artists, still vividly.
In the distance, the disciples of the Imperial Palace looked at this scene, and their mood could not be calm for a long time.
It was the essence of the two major halls, and their methods could be described as terrifying, but Ye Feng's ruthlessness and shocking killing made all this disappear.
This invincibility, this demeanor, deeply shocked them.
Ye Feng is not a peerless genius!
Not to blame, their leader!
At this moment, their hearts were filled with fanaticism, the fanaticism of the strong, the invincible fanaticism of their leader, the figure like a killing god, deeply imprinted in their minds.
This invincible figure will accompany them for the rest of their lives.
will, the future path of martial arts, play an immeasurable role.
Warrior, be so!
Fearless, fearless, invincible.
"Leader!
"Mighty!"
At this moment, everyone shouted, their eyes were fanatical, they couldn't suppress the agitation in their hearts, and the frenzy filled the heavens and the earth.
Turning around and smiling faintly, Ye Feng's body fell and came to everyone's side.
"Leader, you're okay!" Jiang Chuan said at this time.
"We can't die yet, let's rest for half an hour and then set off!" Ye Feng smiled faintly.
Good!
Everyone said in unison, they knew that Ye Feng had consumed too much in the killing just now, so he should breathe.
Immediately, the people sat cross-legged and breathed in this barren land.
Half an hour.
After the disciples of the Imperial Palace rested, all of them were dragon spirits and tigers, and their state was completely recovered, and they looked at Ye Feng with a blazing face, Ye Feng felt everyone's gaze, and his gaze swept across the sky.
There is firmness in the depths of his eyes, and there is also a sigh.
Because, there are hundreds of disciples of their imperial palace who have entered here, and now, there are no more than thirty-six people, and the rest are all dead here.
These people are all the elites of the Imperial Palace, and the loss of one of the mainstays of his day makes the Imperial Palace's heart drip blood.
The rest of these people can't die anymore, otherwise, what will he have to look like?
"Let's go!" Ye Feng waved his hand, and then his body was like a phantom, directly towards the center of this strange space, and then, everyone followed.
"By the way, this strange space obviously has a formation that creates illusions, and we are obviously trapped here!" Along the way, Ye Feng looked at this endless barren space and said in thought.
"Yes, that's right, we've met along the way!" Jiang Chuan said slowly.
"Born from the heart, illusory and real, but mysterious!" Ye Feng's eyes were like torches, and he said lightly.
"In this way, you mean that everything here will only appear when you think in your heart!"
"Yes, what you think in your heart will appear, when, calm down, all illusions will be self-defeating!" Ye Feng said lightly.
"Then, this formation is really powerful, how do we get out?" asked Feng Hao on the side.
"All formations, when there is a center, if we can go there, if we want to come, we can get out of here!" Ye Feng said confidently.
"Here, the space is distorted, barren and endless, and there is a bird-like everywhere, how to find it?" Qing Lei couldn't help but say.
"Yes, if we don't have a direction, we will never be able to get out of here!" Jiang Chuan also said worriedly.
Ye Feng smiled faintly, his eyes seemed to penetrate the distance, knowing the location of the center, the void stepped out, he could feel that in this barren center, that was where they were going.
Because, the fluctuations there were extremely vague, but Ye Feng could feel it.
Everyone, walking in this barren world, like a pack of wolves, lasted for an hour, they followed Ye Feng, and finally came to a world that became more and more distorted.
This heaven and earth are abnormally distorted, and the power of desolation is becoming more and more intense, and in this distorted space, there seems to be a huge altar standing.
Looking at this distorted space, everyone's faces appeared with joy, and it was finally here!
Looking at this distorted space, the altar standing, feeling the power of this ancient vicissitudes of life, I want to come to this altar, here for a long time, when it existed in the ancient earth.
"This should be the weird space, where the formation is!" Ye Feng looked at everyone and said slowly.
Sand!
At this moment, in this space, there were footsteps, and in the other direction of the altar, a group of figures stepped out, and finally, in front of the altar, stopped.
When, their eyes saw Ye Feng and the others, there was a look of surprise in their eyes, obviously, they didn't expect that the first person to appear here was actually the Battle Emperor Palace, the disciple of the Emperor Palace.
This was obviously unexpected.
I didn't expect that someone arrived before them, and it was the Imperial Palace disciple they were most unoptimistic about, and at this time, there were only about thirty disciples of the Imperial Palace, obviously, in this space, they had experienced a great war and lost a lot of people, so they were not to be afraid.
Ye Feng, looking at the people who appeared, his eyes were also slightly staring, they were exact, Tianyun Sect, Yunluo.
Whereas.
At this moment, another heaven and earth, there are also people walking out, all of them are extraordinary, proud, it is, another transcendent strength in the Southern Regions, the Aotian family.
The leader is the one who carries a giant axe, the Proud Axe!
When he arrived, for a while, he was also looking at the crowd here, and when he saw the clouds falling, he grinned and said, "I didn't expect to be one step ahead of you!"
"Hehe, I've just arrived, and someone came before me. Yunluo smiled faintly.
"Oh!" Aotian Axe's gaze focused on the Imperial Palace, in his deep gaze, he didn't know what he was thinking, but when they saw the disciples of the Imperial Palace, so rare and low-spirited, there was a trace of disdain in their eyes.
This is the War Emperor Hall of the four transcendent forces in the Southern Regions today, it is really time has passed and declined.
Subsequently, in just half an hour, figures appeared one after another in heaven and earth, crowding this barren space, obviously, some forces with good strength have their own uniqueness, this strange space, it is difficult for them.
However, here, there are still many warriors who have not come here, obviously, they have a high probability of dying here and will never come back.
This is the Lost Battlefield.
Dangerous and ruthless.
"Hehe, it's all here, if it can be like this, then open the altar!" At this moment, Yunluo said with a smile.
"Well, that's what I mean!" said Auraaxe.
(End of chapter)