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Silver Wing Shu'er Silver Wing Qiuyin and Jingheng Silver Wing Qiuli stepped into the Tricky White Bone Gate almost at the same time, and the world changed in one step, and just now they were still in the weird swamp of black gas and purple mist and black rain, and stepped out of the valley where they were already standing in dazzling and colorful.

There was no tricky white bone gate behind them, and there was no space-time rift, they appeared in the valley out of thin air, and before the four of them could observe the surroundings, five new creatures appeared in the valley.

This place is no longer forbidden to the sky, it is very similar to the Dao of the Heavenly Abandoned Ancient City, it is difficult to fly very high, just a few glances, Silver Wing Shu'er galloped towards the west, Qiu Yin Qiu Li and Jing Heng followed behind Silver Wing Shu'er unhurriedly, a little bit away from the Xuanli Valley.

The others all had their own visions and judgments, and they chose different directions, and they didn't stay in the valley for long, and they all galloped away.

Standing in the air more than 40 zhang high, overlooking the valley below, surrounded by hills hundreds of zhang to more than 1,000 zhang high, the four of them galloped all the way for more than 300 miles, and they didn't feel that there were other creatures around before they stopped.

"Miss, the White Bone Gate has almost disappeared, and the white bones carved in a hundred directions can only form a tricky White Bone Gate for a moment," Silver Wing Qiuyin said softly.

"Those people didn't hesitate at all, and they weren't afraid of what means you arranged" Silver Wing Shu'er said calmly, "I've been cultivating for a few days, and I don't have a clue what mysteries there are in this layer."

Jing Heng thought of the stone tablet he saw on the first floor, and he had to speak, "Little fairy, I'm afraid this is both the third and last layer of the dungeon, and on the inscription on the stone tablet I saw in the remnant soul ancient forest, there is a fault between the first floor of the dungeon and the swamp, and there is also a fault between the swamp and the hilly land, but the hilly land and the boundless sea are connected, and it should be in the same layer of space!"

"You mean that at the end of the hills is the sea, and at the center of the sea is the Wasted Lair?"

"The map on that ancient stele is not a fool's errand, it should be what it means," Jing Heng affirmed.

"So simple?" Silverwing Shu'er was a little puzzled, not only her, but also Silverwing Qiuyin and Silverwing Qiuli felt that it was too simple.

"The simpler the situation, the more turbulent the danger may be hidden, and this place is more dangerous than the weird swamp," Jing Heng disagreed.

A few people galloped along the hill to the top of the mountain, but they couldn't directly soar to a thousand feet above the ground, because then they would be suppressed by heaven and earth, and they wouldn't be able to stand on such a high place at all.

The hill more than 1,000 zhang high is the highest hill around, standing on the top of the mountain can look far away, even if the eyesight of the cultivator is far beyond ordinary people, but the eyesight is also exhausted, Jing Heng once again found the self-made giant beast bone high-powered telescope from the corner of the space ring, but this time he was disappointed, looking at a fog in the distance, he couldn't see anything clearly, and he couldn't see it really.

Sit on the ground and put on a posture of cultivation, recite the Lingzang Sutra silently a few times, and practice the Five Elements Heart Sutra to carry the Nine Great Zhoutian, the spiritual power and true qi are only restored to a full state, and there is no trace of growth at all, even if it cannot increase the spiritual power, the true qi is cultivated every day no matter what the environment or even the continuous battle; 。

Heart fire refining pulse, spleen and earth refining muscles, lung gold refining skin, the three internal organs, three palaces and three elements that have been cultivated make the body slowly become stronger again, although the progress of the cultivation of the kidney water chapter is slow, but Jing Heng is not in a hurry at all, and he also cultivates the Qiman technique to refine the body in his spare time, and the Nine Witch Refining Techniques of the Wildfire Quench the body, even if the effect is very small, but the physical body does increase its strength little by little.

These days the battle continues, Jing Heng's biggest gain is still the perception of the battle, the martial arts and combat skills have more cognition and understanding, now the cultivation of the physique true qi spiritual power has not made much progress, although his focus is still on the fundamental body qi but the mind is used to comprehend the martial arts and combat skills more, the understanding of the combat skills and martial arts is also an important part of enhancing their own strength, he did ignore it in the past, or did not find the right way, in addition to hard training, there is little serious thinking.

Four days have passed, the scars on Silverwing Shu'er's body have disappeared, the sword holes and finger holes on her chest have healed, and she looks much more energetic when she puts on a crimson dress, and there are no traces of the war on her body.

Silver Wing Shu'er got up and stared at the mountains and rivers in the distance, and after a while, the others opened their eyes one after another from their cultivation, Silver Wing Shu'er quietly stared at the distant sky for a long time, and said softly, "Let's go!"

Flying on the top of the mountain and the treetops, they don't dare to rise too much, even if they are no longer forbidden to the sky, the sky of the ancient city is not something they can fly wantonly.

The beautiful mountains and rivers, there is nothing shocking, and there is no aura of strange treasures, stepping on the top of the treetops like ordinary trees, and a few hills have been left behind in a moment.

Gradually, they got closer and closer to the mist-shrouded endless mountains and rivers, and the moment the four of them stepped into the misty mountains, everyone's sea of knowledge sounded at the same time an indifferent and old grand voice: 100,000 fierce roads, the end of the road is really real. Take a step back and start over, there is no way to find ten retreats, there is no retreat and no regrets on the path of cultivation, and heaven and earth cannot block its way.

Silver Wing Shu'er Silver Wing Qiuyin Silver Wing Qiuli Jingheng found that there was only one person left around in the fog, the vast mountains and rivers, empty and lonely, and Zhihai was still immersed in the old and grand voice.

Looking back at his back, Jing Heng shook his head with a wry smile, the words of the old and grand voice were very simple and easy to understand, but he couldn't retreat or turn back, he muttered to himself, "What kind of fierce road is this, isn't this brave and never retreating, the road of the brave is almost the same..."

Although Jing Heng was smiling bitterly, he still firmly stepped out one step at a time, one step out of the changes of heaven and earth, what appeared in front of him was a battlefield of thousands of troops and horses, the military formation was neat, the soldiers were wearing rough clothes and armor, the weapons in each soldier's hand were all soldiers of a hundred battles, the gaps between the blades were dense, and the iron-blooded killing aura on each soldier rose into the sky, it was an elite soldier who would not die in a hundred battles.

"Trouble!" Although Jing Heng didn't know the situation, he knew how terrifying the elite soldiers who were immortal on the battlefield were, even if they were not cultivators, they should not be underestimated.

"Knock knock knock...."The war drums sounded in the military formation, the earth-shattering war drums sounded like horns, and the neat footsteps of the neat soldiers stepped towards Jingheng step by step.

The iron-blooded killing momentum that came to his face was as unstoppable as the heavenly momentum, but Jing Heng's heart became more and more calm, the moment he opened his eyes, the killing intent on his body was strong to the extreme, no matter who it was, no matter why, only the enemy would be killed if he was fighting.

Rows of neat iron-blooded soldiers came with overwhelming pressure, Jing Heng didn't want to wait any longer and couldn't wait any longer, if the pressure continued he was afraid that he would be disturbed, so he recoiled towards the endless military formation.

The essence of the essence of the thousands of elite soldiers, the wolf smoke and the iron-blooded battle momentum instantly drowned out the small killing intent on Jing Heng's body. One person rushed into battle, halfway through, the two sides touched, and the hundreds of swords on the ground slashed towards Jing Heng in unison, Jing Heng's mind was blank at this time, and he forgot to practice, the innate realm, the realm of leaving the dust, what was that, only the faces of the living subway blood elite soldiers in front of him who were killing the enemy without hesitation.

Jing Heng did not dodge, did not retreat, and punched out, this punch was not any punch, but it was Jing Heng's strongest blow so far, a punch with endless fighting intent in his heart, a punch with an unyielding will, a punch that broke all obstacles, an ordinary punch, but it shattered the sword that was killing all over the sky.

A punch poured out Jing Heng's battle intent, and it also brought a bloody and cruel evil smile to the corner of his mouth, such a smile has never been seen since he stepped into the Origin Dao Realm, but the crazy and indifferent Jing Heng seemed to be back, flashing in front of an old soldier, the palm knife slashed out the mutilated long knife that cut off the old soldier, the palm knife fell on the old soldier's neck and slashed, a head still with an indifferent look flew up, Jing Heng had already taken the initiative to rush into the military formation.

The stumps are flying, the minced flesh is splashing, the hot blood is sprinkled all over the earth, the sound of war drums has not stopped, and the soldiers who are not afraid of death are always charging, just like the Jingheng who kills the gods is stepping forward in the military formation, and the blood is spilled on the sky and the earth in one step, and countless soldiers have fallen.

Those ordinary soldiers are actually not weak, even if they don't have gorgeous spell techniques, but their killing skills are clean and direct, and their strength and speed are not inferior to any innate beginner-level physique cultivator or martial artist.

This is not a battle, it is a war, a war between a man and an iron-blooded army, in the thick of blood, Jing Heng has been killing in the army for five days, leaving behind him countless stumps and rivers of blood that have converged into countless streams.

Amid the sound of war drums shaking the sky, the sound of trumpets pierced the sky, and the war horses of innate spirit beasts charged towards the neat and powerful spear-wielding cavalry.

(———— To be continued!!————