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At first, Zhou Liang thought that there might be an extremely terrifying undersea monster or a flood relic, but along the way, no matter how turbulent the waves were, no matter how manic the storm was, from beginning to end, Zhou Liang did not find any signs of life in this sea area, not even a small shrimp.

"Is there something wrong with the water?"

Zhou Liang used a space container that he had casually refined, and took some ink-colored seawater, which was colorless and tasteless, and there was a dead silence.

He tried to ask the old man Yin and Yang for advice.

It's a pity that since this old monster observed and imprinted the "Zodiac Yin Yang Sword" and "Zodiac Yin Yang Knife", he has been in a state of silence and has never spoken, Zhou Liang is a little worried, whether this old monster will disappear because of excessive consumption of divine consciousness, it will really outweigh the loss.

After walking all the way, we finally reached the end of the second section of the ancient road.

The endless sea has finally come to an end.

This is a sandy beach that is only tens of meters long, and further away is a chaotic gray layer, the space looks like jelly flickering, it should be the fault of the space barrier, this is an extremely terrifying existence, even if it is a master of the Dao Zun level, once he is deeply immersed in it, he will be infinitely exiled, and he will be lost in the vast space from then on.

Of course, Zhou Liang had no interest in trying this kind of exile.

The second section of the ancient relic road was a dead sea, there was no life, and there was no sign of the existence of any treasure fairy grass essence, there should be no gain, his gaze fell on the purple whirlpool gate that flashed in the white sand beach.

This is the gateway to the third section of the Ancient Relics.

Before stepping into the gate, Zhou Liang suddenly turned his head to look at the beach in the distance.

There were thirty or forty corpses lying there.

Among them, there are human cultivators, and there are also orc masters, and what caught Zhou Liang's attention is that their deaths are extremely consistent - they were dug out of their hearts and brains, and their corpses withered, like dried corpses, and the essence of their whole bodies was sucked dry, as if they had been dried for thousands of years, and only the blood that fell on the beach had not yet completely coagulated, indicating that they had not died for too long.

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Rumble!

The gray fog around him suddenly condensed into a zombie-like warrior holding a divine spear, and a spear stabbed out, suffocating the surrounding air.

Zhou Liang held the "Knife of Years" in his hand, knocked his backhand, knocked the spear away, and then shot the "Rainbow Seven Styles, Horizontal Slash", slashing this gray mist condensed warrior into two pieces.

The two gray bodies spread out again, like collapsed sand sculptures, turning into a thick gray mist.

Zhou Liang continued to move forward.

This is the third section of the Ancient Path.

A world made entirely of gray mist.

All sides around the body are surrounded by gray mist, even if Zhou Liangyun has enough eyesight, the range of sight is only about fifty meters in front of him, the ground under his feet seems to be some kind of hard rock, there has been no change in the slightest, fortunately, although the fog is thick, it does not affect breathing, and the air is still extremely fresh, which is an extremely strange illusion.

For Zhou Liang, such an environment is extremely terrifying.

Because he lacks a sense of direction, he is completely unrecognizable.

The ground is always flat and hard, no ups and downs, looking up, the sky is gray, also filled with fog, there is no sun, sun, moon and stars, no coordinates can be used as a reference, giving people the feeling that they are walking in a labyrinth, it is very likely that you have walked for more than an hour, still in the same circle.

Zhou Liang had completely lost his sense of direction at this time.

It has been a full day to enter this gray mist world, Zhou Liang doesn't know how many roads he has walked, even if his spiritual sense is released, he can only perceive a wider direction, but he can't confirm the direction, along the way, Zhou Liang tried his best, but unfortunately the end of the third section of the ancient road still seems to be far away.

The horror of the world doesn't stop there.

What's even more terrifying is the gray mist around you, which may condense and transform into a mad warrior, a moving skeleton, a violent beast or even an immortal image shining with gray light and flames all over your body, suddenly attacking you, after the seemingly weak mist is transformed, it has terrifying attack power, mist claws or flying swords, even if it is the defense of the top master of the Dao Emperor, it will be easily broken.

In this day, Zhou Liang has experienced hundreds of battles, large and small.

He didn't know how many times he had been injured.

These atomization attackers are elusive, often silently and suddenly, launching an attack, if it weren't for Zhou Liang having entered the realm of the third layer of the Dao King before, there are no visual and perceptual blind spots around his body, and he can always catch the attack at the first time, even so, he has been injured many times, but fortunately, his body recovery ability is extremely strong, and ordinary injuries can be recovered in an instant.

At the end of the day, Zhou Liang felt exhausted.

Even the little silver monkey and Bubbles have almost been pierced a few times.

Such an attack that appears all the time is also a kind of tempering of change of direction, which makes Zhou Liang's combat experience more and more abundant, and his reaction is getting faster and faster......

This kind of progress is not a direct increase in Taoist true qi cultivation, but it is also extremely important for Zhou Liang.

Step by step, Zhou Liang felt like he was walking in an ancient battlefield of crisis step by step, fighting all the time, honing his nerves, along the way he used knife and swordsmanship to fight the enemy, and his comprehension of swords, especially for the study and speculation of "Rainbow Seven Styles", has advanced by leaps and bounds!

In an eye-catcher, Zhou Liang had been wandering in this strange mist killing machine world for two days.

He couldn't remember exactly how many atomized cultivators and orcs he had killed.

Even with Zhou Liang's physical strength, in the process of swinging the sword for a long time, there was gradually a phenomenon of soreness, swelling and pain, and in terms of the frequency of his sword swinging every second, I am afraid that there have been at least millions of times.

In the end, a wonderful change occurred.

Zhou Liang felt that the peach wood sword and the time knife in his hand seemed to have become a part of his body, and an unprecedented feeling of flexibility and freewheeling appeared, as long as the palm of his hand touched the hilt of any sword, the whole body had a sense of excitement eager to try, and the blood was about to boil.

Along the way, Zhou Liang also found the corpses of some Terran cultivators and orc masters.

They were all scattered in the thick fog, some were hacked to death by swords, and some of their bodies were broken, as if they had been torn apart by wild beasts, and these people all maintained frightened and unprepared expressions on their faces, and they looked extremely necessary, obviously fighting the atomized attackers for a long time, and finally fell without strength.

Roughly speaking, there were at least a hundred dead bodies.

Zhou Liang was keenly aware that about one-tenth of the dead corpses were in a strange appearance, their hearts and heads had been hollowed out, and all the water in their bodies had been lost, like a thousand-year-old corpse, which was exactly the same as the corpses seen on the beach at the end of the second section of the ancient relics road before.

"Someone is hunting down cultivators of the two races, using such cruel methods...... What is it for?"

Zhou Liang faintly felt that this secret hunter should be the master of the top Dao Emperor realm who assassinated him.

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With the passage of time, before he knew it, Zhou Liang had stayed in this fog world for four days and four nights.

By now, he had fully adapted to this rhythm of fighting from moment to moment.

In the past four days and four nights, I don't know how many mist creatures have been killed by him, Zhou Liang's nerves are like a tight bowstring, as long as there is any pressure, he can instantly make the most correct reaction, body movements, sometimes even before thinking.

Kill!

Zhou Liang made great strides.

The sword light and sword light burst out from the peach wood sword and the year knife in his hand, dazzling, and in an instant, he cut four or five six or seven meters tall hideous giant demons into several pieces.

The fog dissipated, and the trolls dispersed and vanished.

But in the next moment, the mist rolls over, and suddenly it will turn into new skeletons or warriors, rushing up like ghosts.

Zhou Liang was dashing, unconcerned, as if he was caught in some kind of thinking, and was careless about everything in the outside world.

But the sword in his hand seemed to have spirituality, and it hung down slightly to the ground, blooming with a silver red light, and the sword qi and sword qi burst out, as if it was shooting out like a ray of light, and it could easily disintegrate the mist monster.

He can perform all kinds of moves and reactions in an instant.

Faintly, there is a feeling that the whole person and the sword and sword are one.

Zhou Liang stabilized his Taoist true qi cultivation in the third-layer realm of the Dao King.

In the past few days, Zhou Liang has comprehended at least one-third of the more than 200 sword exercises copied from the second floor of the sword tower and the second floor of the sword tower, and all kinds of sword and sword techniques are as if they have been integrated into Zhou Liang's body and soul.

There are still about two-thirds of the number of Sword Tower Exercises and Sword Tower Exercises left, and they are still in the process of comprehension.

"It's time to leave, the atomization monster here has a limited effect on my strength, it's not as strong as it was at the beginning, even if it's a powerful atomization monster, it can't threaten itself!"

Zhou Liang was thoughtful.

In the past four days, he passed through the entrance of the third section of the ancient road, and the purple vortex gate was constantly flickering, and these experiences finally made Zhou Liang discover some clues of this fog world-

The closer you get to the entrance to the Purple Vortex Gate, the lower the strength of the atomized monsters and attackers.

The ancient road is generally long and narrow, that is, the closer you get to the end of the third section of the ancient road, the higher the strength of the attackers who have atomized it, so that you can kill all the way to the most powerful place of the atomized monsters without relying on discerning the direction, and finally you can reach the end of the third section of the ancient road.

When Zhou Liang came to the Purple Vortex Gate again, he decided to use this method to leave the Mist World.

Practice has proved that this is a completely correct approach.

After spending about half a day, Zhou Liang finally came to the end of the fog world - the gray fog finally disappeared, and he came to a lawn about fifty meters wide.

Not surprisingly, above the lawn, a purple vortex gate was suspended.

This is the gateway to the fourth section of the Ancient Path.

As on the beach of the second section of the ancient ruins, Zhou Liang found twenty or thirty corpses on the lawn.

These are the masters of the Terrans and the Orcs.

Some people were seriously injured and died when they struggled to come here, and some people seemed to have died of cannibalism, everyone's storage tools and magic weapons were stripped off, and some female cultivators with good faces didn't even have their clothes, naked, and their lower bodies were blurred with flesh and blood, obviously something extremely tragic happened.

And after the death of the orc master, basically the prototype appeared, all of them were some rare beasts, and the body was undoubtedly all decomposed, among which the beast pill and the heart and other precious parts that can be used to make Taoist true qi treasures were all dug up, which should be done by some human cultivators, after all, for the human race, the body of the orcs is all treasures!

It's a brutal world.

Especially when entering the ancient relics, whether it is an orc or a human race, the morality between each other has long lost the bottom line, and there is only naked killing and interest relationship between each other, even if it is a corpse, it will not be respected.

Zhou Liang sighed and stepped into the fourth section of the Ancient Relic Road.

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Heart Cloud Sect.

After a short summer, it is a long winter.

The first heavy snow had already fallen, completely covering the Xinyun Mountain within a radius of hundreds of miles, and the whole world became white, the Great Yan Xiuzhen Kingdom was located in the northernmost part of the Northern Regions, and the winter of the year was the longest, occupying almost more than half of the time, thousands of miles of ice, and thousands of miles of snow drifting.

Qiu Chuji stood quietly on the top of the main peak, looking to the south.

That was the direction of the Great Mengxiu True Kingdom.

Today, more than three months have passed since Zhou Liang and other sect's most outstanding disciples entered the "Ten Thousand Souls Battlefield", it seems to be an instant, and it seems to be extremely long, Qiu Chuji really can't wait for Zhou Liang and the others to come back.

Now the Xinyun Sect has finally become the sect with the highest grade in the Great Yan Xiuzhen Kingdom, and has obtained the maximum support of the "Xuanwu Emperor Palace", these days, Qiu Chu has been exhausted, almost sleepless day and night, for the revitalization of the sect, I don't know how much effort has been taken, a long black hair like a waterfall, now it is half white, and the whole person looks as if he is fifty or sixty years old.

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