At night, a blood moon rises in the sky. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It was at this time that a strange change occurred.

When the blood-like brilliance poured into the space, a large number of broken swords that had been dimmed and dull began to faintly shimmer with wisps of red brilliance, as if they were breathing like life in an instant, absorbing the brilliance of the blood moon into the broken body, and slowly flowing along the ancient runes that had been blurred and unclear on the surface of the blade.

Zhou Liang observed very carefully.

He found that most of the broken sword magic weapons could not completely store the brilliance of this round of blood moon, they seemed to be instinctively absorbing this vitality, but unfortunately, because it was too damaged, the blood-colored vitality circulated once in the slot of the blade body, and returned to the air, but there were a very small number of magic weapons that were slightly intact, but they could absorb the blood moon brilliance into the blade body in the slightest!

And every time a little bit of this blood moon brilliance is absorbed, the quality of the magic weapon will be better, and the dirt itself will fade a little.

"They...... Zhou Liang was shocked, feeling that everything in this world was extremely weird, and the dead things that were sleeping during the day actually seemed to have souls.

However, this patching process is simply too slow.

Even after tens of millions of years, most of the damaged magic weapons cannot be completely restored to their former appearance, their damage is too serious, it is hard to imagine what kind of battle they experienced back then, so that they were once treasures and even Taoist weapons, broken to this extent.

Zhou Liang's attention quickly shifted to this blood moonlight.

It can repair these broken sword broken sword magic weapons in such eyes, in this brilliance, it really contains the unimaginable power of pure hardware elites, before Zhou Liang guessed that this is a golden world, it is not wrong at all, the existence of a large number of stumps and broken swords originally made the air extremely rich gold aura, and the existence of this blood moon brilliance makes the power of this hardware elite more intense at night.

"This kind of hardware elite power can improve the grade of magic weapons and robes......"

Zhou Liang took out all the six giant soldiers, placed them beside him, and took out the peachwood sword as well.

His guess was right, and the mutation appeared.

When the blood-colored brilliance shone on the giant soldiers such as "Dragon Slayer" and "Great Wilderness", the blade body let out a buzzing light sound, and the strange Dao pattern that had existed since the beast bone form also produced a strange reaction, and the wisps of blood moonlight frantically converged towards the blade body.

The strange pattern flickered, and the original white flame turned into blood.

Like flowing blood, it seeped into the sword.

However, the peachwood sword didn't seem to react, standing still under the moonlight.

The blood-colored brilliance flowed, as if it was blocked by the mottled embroidered gold of the sword body, forming a nebula-like cyclone around the peachwood sword, wanting to infiltrate but not being able to enter, this feeling, as if an amorous man was frantically pursuing My Fair Lady, but the peachwood sword was full of reserve, noble and unattainable, and did not put this blood-colored brilliance in his eyes at all.

Zhou Liang observed for a while and no longer paid attention to these.

He set up the Dao Pattern Formation on the spot, supported the tent, Sha Sha and the two pets entered the tent to rest, and Zhou Liang himself began to cultivate against time.

Between one breath and one breath, the blood moon brilliance between heaven and earth, as if it had received the traction of an invisible force, converged towards Zhou Liang, Zhou Liang directly faded the Taoist robe of his body, exposed his body, and only wore a pair of shorts, only to see that the blood-colored brilliance penetrated into the flesh from the thousands of pores around him, entered the blood vessels, and immediately penetrated into the limbs.

Layers of blood-colored flames flickered on the surface of Zhou Liang's body.

With the passage of time, the capillaries and meridian channels under Zhou Liang's skin began to flicker red, and when he was running the exercises, his body was as crystal as jade, and his musculoskeletal body was like transparent jade, and the impurities in his body had long been repelled almost.

That's the terrible thing about the Holy Law of Fighting.

After the "Saint" entered the fourth layer realm, Zhou Liang could already directly absorb the vitality from the outside world to temper the physical body, unlike ordinary cultivators, who could only rely on the operation and throughput of Taoist true qi in the body to indirectly absorb the vitality of the outside world, which made his cultivation speed countless times faster than that of ordinary cultivators.

Throughout the night, Zhou Liang was absorbing the blood moonlight brilliance vitality.

It wasn't until the morning that the blood moon disappeared in the sky, and Zhou Liang slowly finished his work.

After a night of cultivation, he had absorbed a large amount of hardware elite power and stored it in his body.

Because the time to stay in this world is limited after all, you can only seize the time to absorb it, and you can't divide the time to integrate and transform the power of this hardware elite.

However, over time, after leaving the "Ten Thousand Souls Battlefield", there will be a lot of time to slowly transform these powers and completely integrate them into the physical body, and when the time comes, with a large amount of the vitality of the "Creation Yin Yang Divine Jade" that is also stored in the body, roughly calculated, if all of them are absorbed, Zhou Liang can be sure that when the time comes, his physical strength will go further, and it can be comparable to the master of the third-layer realm of the Dao Sect Realm.

……

On the second day, the group set off again.

Along the way, Zhou Liang sealed a lot of ancient battle intent magic weapons.

I also encountered the corpses of some Terran and orc masters who died under this magic weapon.

Around the time of sunset, Zhou Liang finally walked out of this plain area composed of endless broken swords and broken swords, and came to a mountain range with undulating peaks and peaks.

These towering red mountains were all made up of broken magic weapons.

Thousands of broken swords accumulated, mottled peachwood swords flickered, and they accumulated like a tall stack of firewood, towering into the clouds, inserting into the sky, it is really unimaginable, how many broken swords and broken swords are there in such an endless mountain?

The dense blades and blades of the sword, piled up in a mess, this kind of scene is really unimaginable.

Even if Zhou Liang didn't have a phobia of intensity, he felt dizzy when he looked at it.

A surge of metal murderous intent that soared into the sky set off an endless storm of airflow, circling and roaring in this mountain range!

What's even more terrifying is that in the storm, there are faintly some immortal and demon-like phantoms flickering and roaring, and some fragmentary battle clips continue to appear repeatedly, as if they are playing a movie, presenting scenes of earth-destroying battles, immortals and demons fighting, orcs criss-crossed, and all kinds of incredible magical skills appear in an instant, which is not humanly at all.

These should be the illusions inspired by the ancient battle intent contained in the hundreds of millions of broken swords.

It is the scene of the battle of the former owners of these magic weapons.

Although tens of millions of years have passed, but the battle of the day is only the imprint of the scorching war intent, existing in the magic weapon, let the time whizz away I don't know how many years, but there is still a trace of it, these thousands of damaged war intent gathered together, forming a changing pattern in the mountains, like a fairy and demon dancing together, terrifying.

The former owners of these magic weapons, when they were alive, must be a generation of outstanding heroes.

Therefore, after the death of the body, a trace of residual will can also last for 10,000 years.

Zhou Liang was shocked, but also sighed.

The road to cultivation is far away, it is really cruel, no matter how you are gorgeous, no matter how talented you are, no matter how you call the wind and rain, no matter how you dominate the world, as long as you have not reached the top to become an immortal and immortal supreme, one day it will still fall, become a cup of loess, and disappear in the ruthless years.

It's not even as long as the artifacts in front of you are preserved.

Zhou Liang stood between this sword mountain, stopped for a long time, and released his spiritual power to carefully probe.

In the end, he found that the seemingly void immortal and demon battle phantom was not harmless, it was terrifying, the air storm was enough to instantly tear apart the Dao Emperor-level master, and the ancient battle intent that had not dissipated for thousands of years, the murderous and evil aura contained in it could even directly act on people's spiritual consciousness, if the spiritual consciousness of ordinary cultivators was not stable, they would be shattered and turned into a walking corpse, which was more terrible than death.

This mountain peak stretched for at least hundreds of miles around, blocking Zhou Liang's path.

If you want to reach the end of the eighth ancient ruin, you must climb this mountain peak formed by the accumulation of endless broken swords, and there is no other way to go.

Zhou Liang prepared for a long time at the edge of the mountain range, and after being sure that nothing was missed, he carried Shasha on his back, took the little silver monkey and bubbles, and cautiously stepped into this mountain range full of endless crises step by step.

As soon as the first foot landed on the foothills, a red storm with boundless evil breath blew head-on.

The scene changed before me.

As far as the eye could see, it turned crimson.

In the midst of the storm, there were faint ghosts like ghosts in the dark night, with blurred faces and rushing towards them.

Zhou Liang subconsciously struck out with a palm, only to realize that this ghost was actually just an illusion caused by the high-speed operation of the airflow, and there was no real damage, but the strong wind was blowing wildly, and there were thumb-sized pieces of rusted iron metal rolling up in it, like a strong bow and a hard crossbow.

Zhou Liangyun was full of Taoist true qi, stretched out a silver shield with a diameter of more than two meters, protected Sha Sha's two small pets in it, and walked forward step by step.

The bronze grit and sand struck the shield with a metallic sound, splashing sparks and banging continuously.

Zhou Liang couldn't help but be shocked.

Not to mention anything else, this level alone, I am afraid that it will discourage many masters of the human race and orcs who have been lucky enough to go all the way to this section of the ancient ruins, this is only the edge of the mountain range, it is already so terrifying, if you go deep into it, I am afraid that even the masters of the peak realm of the Dao Emperor will be torn apart.

The environment here is truly harsh.

With Zhou Liang's eyesight, he could barely see through the crimson wind less than a hundred meters away, and no matter how far it was, he would have to rely on spiritual sense to investigate and explore.

"Follow this col and keep ...... forward," Sasha closed her eyes for a moment and pointed out.

Zhou Liang did what he said.

Shout!

A red light greeted him in the wind.

It is another magic weapon containing ancient battle intent.

It contains extremely terrifying power, which is equivalent to a full blow from a seventh-layer master of the Dao Emperor Realm.

Zhou Liang had already had experience, did not dodge, calmly waited until the giant axe magic weapon arrived in front of him, then stretched out his hand and clawed, grabbed the handle of the axe in seconds, and his mind moved, and the fingers of his left hand were like knives, and a series of glyph-shaped patterns were drawn continuously, sealing the giant axe.

The whole process is just a moment.

Zhou Liang continued to move forward.

In the mountains, everything under his feet is made of broken swords and various magic weapons.

The ground under his feet and even the scenery similar to the dry trees beside the road are all piled up with blades and swords, giving people an extremely bizarre illusion, accompanied by the boundless wind and some metal fragments that are carried by the wind, the environment in the mountain is really terrifying, and Zhou Liang also walked very slowly.

Less than three or four kilometers into the mountain, Zhou Liang saw some fresh corpses and white bones.

These bloody corpses, blown up by the wind and hung on some metal sword trees, pierced like hedgehogs, seemed to be the masters of the Terrans and orcs who had entered the mountains and died.

After walking for about half a day, Zhou Liang flipped through the two mountains.

Along the way, he was attacked by more than a dozen Ancient War Intent blades, all of which were sealed.

The little silver monkey patted the small space bag on his belly, and said triumphantly: "Haha, see who else dares to provoke me in the future, I'm in a hurry, Master Monkey, I will release all the sealing magic weapons inside, even if it is a master at the Dao Sect level, I have to lose half my life......"

Zhou Liang shook his head speechlessly.

These days, the little silver monkey doesn't know how many immortal herbs and treasure medicines he has eaten, he doesn't know how much flesh and blood he has swallowed, and how many great demons have devoured the divine mansion thoughts, it stands to reason that he should be able to evolve twice, but this guy, except for the body fat again, there are no other obvious changes.

However, there are some anomalies in the bubbles.

The surface of the little dolphin's originally extremely glorious body gradually began to grow layers of pale golden scales, like dragon scales, with distinct textures, and a pair of fleshy front fins with shiny bone claws, and the shape of the bubbles added a bit of fierce aura.

"Hehe, why are there always some low-level sealing blades, if there is an ancient battle intent magic weapon comparable to the Dao Sect Dao Venerable level, how many will it be?" The little silver monkey said unsatisfied: "I think we should look for some more powerful sealing magic weapons, so that when we get out of the 'Ten Thousand Souls Battlefield', we can go sideways!"