According to practitioners armed with hammers, the Star Battlefield was divided into a total of 81 zones in 1999 based on the number of Supremes. There are many monks in each area, and the further you go to the later areas, the fewer monks there are.

"We are now in the ...... of the third theater of operations"

Jiang Fanxiao frowned.

This ancient starry battlefield was opened more than a decade ago. No one knows how it came about, but the news spread quickly and attracted countless talents from all over the world.

Sky Battlefield, the ancient battlefield of the starry sky, the road to transform heaven!

The prophecies that have been handed down since ancient times are not unique to Purple Emperor Star, and other star fields also exist.

Any monk, everyone knows that in this era, there will be a person who will truly become a Taoist priest and change the legendary heaven and dominate all living beings. In the chronicles of the monastery, it is not known how many monks aspired to the path of heaven. After this battlefield was opened, countless monks rushed here, gathering several powerful heroes.

"The Immortal Sutra, the Tibetan God, Medicine, everything here, and, ......"

The monk's lips trembled slightly, and he walked over tremblingly.

Not all the monks who rushed here came for heaven, many of them just wanted to hone their bodies, or they came for the treasures of the ancient battlefield and wanted to make a fortune. For example, the yellow race who was killed by Jiang Fanxiao and the old man who bought wine.

"What else?"

Rochin kicked the man with the hammer.

This man's grades were slightly higher than Rochin's, but at the moment he didn't dare to have any dissatisfaction. He said in a trembling voice, "This... There is a sacred tree that has reached the deepest part of this battlefield. Some extremely powerful creatures have gone there, all wanting to put it in their hands. Reputedly... It is said that as long as you get it, you will be refined and absorbed by Luo Tian on the eighth day in the future, and you will directly enter the divine heaven realm. ”

Speaking of this, Jiang Fanxiao was surprised, even Chen Yifeng was no exception.

"So exaggerated?"

Rochin stared.

Can a monk reach the Divine Heaven directly from the eighth day of Luotian?!

It's shocking. You know, the strong in the Divine Heaven is higher than the highest being in the starry sky. It is difficult to reach the divine heaven in the heavy days of eight days from Luo Tian. For example, Yao Yuan was already at the peak of Luo Tian in ancient times, but hundreds of thousands of years later, he still hasn't taken that step.

If the rumors were true, if the Holy Wood could really allow a Luo Tian Eight Heaven Monk to directly enter the realm of the Holy Heaven, it would inevitably lead to countless monks breaking their heads to fight for it.

"Isn't this a legendary elixir?"

Jiang Fanxiao frowned.

"It's possible. ”

Chen Yifeng nodded.

God's medicine is hard to find in the world, but it's not hard to find, it's just very rare.

But the holy medicine is different, this really only exists in myths and legends, and its effect is difficult for the world to know, only fate. As far as Jiang Fanxiao knew, even the Demon Emperor and the people of the Terran Race did not have any holy medicine. Only the old crook had one, which was finally borrowed by several emperors.

"By the way, shouldn't the so-called holy wood here be the holy medicine of the old liar?"

Jiang Fanxiao muttered a little.

He shook his head, not thinking about it, it was unknown whether the holy wood belonged to the holy medicine. He removed his right foot from the monk holding the hammer and kicked it out with one foot.

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

Three surprises sounded, three landed, and really stood in the third area of the battlefield.

"Well, since there is a so-called latent consciousness, let's fight. Does anyone want to come?"

Jiang Fanxiao spoke.

Although they had come to fight, it was impossible for them to fight the monks throughout the ancient battlefield. Since there are so-called latent rules among the monks on this battlefield, it is best to fight all the way according to these rules.

His words fell, but after dozens of breaths, no one dared to stand up.

"Hasn't anyone done it?"

He frowned.

He took a step forward and spoke again, "First of all, you can let us go by ourselves. Second, according to your so-called agreement, we killed 54 people and then passed from here......"

His words were plain, but they changed the complexion of the people of this place.

"You... Go for it!"

Someone has difficulty speaking.

That being said, no one objected.

Apparently, the other monks of this place agreed with what the man said.

In the past, cultivators with hammers were definitely no weaker than anyone here. The achievement of Sanqing and Sanri is undoubtedly one of the strongest achievements of the three regions. But such a strong person was covered by Jiang Fanxiao's slap, and even his ancestors were easily taken away. All the monks present were frightened by this way.

Such people, they don't want to fight with them, and a bad guy loses his life. Although they are all here to hone themselves, when they know that the end of the battle is death, they are naturally not stupid enough to challenge. No one can be so stupid.

"Okay"

Jiang Fanxiao said lightly, turned around directly, and left with Luo Qin.

Surrender without a fight!

It wasn't until the three of them left here to breathe dozens of times that the monks present breathed a long sigh of relief. In fact, many people are lucky. Luckily, they don't meet ruthless people. Otherwise, they could all be destroyed here.

"Damn it!"

An angry roar rang out in the distance.

This was naturally before Jiang Fanxiao kicked him away, his face was full of anger, because Jiang Fanxiao not only caused him to suffer a lot of trauma, but also took away his ancestor's hammer god, which reduced his strength several times.

"Damn, shit!"

He roared angrily, his eyes flashing with a fierce light, staring straight in the direction where Jiang Fanxiao and the others left.

However, the next moment, his expression changed...

"Hey!"

On this battlefield, many people sneered, and Qi Qi stared at this person.

"What do you want to do!"

The man's face changed suddenly, and he slowly stepped back.

"What should I do?"

Many monks smiled sinisterly, their faces cold, and pressed together.

"You want to take advantage of people's danger!"

A flash of fear flashed in the man's eyes, and he raised his leg and hid.

Without the weapons of his ancestors and the severe trauma he suffered, his combat effectiveness was reduced by at least 50%.

"Kill!"

The icy and sheng sounded, and all kinds of killings bombarded in front of him.

There is no doubt about the ending. Under the siege of so many monks here, the powerful monk who lost the ancestral hammer was shot directly, and the treasures in his body were fought over by many monks.

Jiang Fanxiao and the others naturally didn't know about this matter, and at this moment they entered the fourth war zone.

"It's that there are fewer and fewer monks......"

Rochin Island.

The Starry Sky Ancient Battlefield is desolate. Although old-growth forests appear occasionally, they are almost withered and have little to no life. When the three men entered, they immediately felt a strong smell of blood, and some people fought in front of them.

"Boom!"

The cavity trembles and spurts blood.

The three of them didn't care, and walked directly through the center of the battlefield.

They will walk through the war zone in an open and open manner, into the depths of an ancient battlefield under the stars. If no one stops the best, if someone stops and shoots, they won't let go.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a killing light ahead, tearing a star.

Someone did something to them.

"Before!"

Jiang Fanxiao raised his hand and shot directly forward to kill and shatter.

"If you don't want to die, you'd better not do it. “

He continued on his way.

Although he was not afraid of the monks of this war zone, he did not want to commit too many crimes.

The monks here are too weak to have anyone worth fighting for. Fighting in this area, even if all the monks here are killed, will not do him any good. He didn't want to do pointless battles.

He thinks so, but others don't.

"Arrogant boy!"

Someone shouted and strode straight over.

The man was two feet tall, holding a huge bamboo reed stick in his hand, and fell down as if he were holding a magical mountain, smashing straight into the twisted stars.

"Remind you, don't die ......"

Jiang Fanxiao shook his head.

There was a gray demonic light flickering in his eyes, and the way the soul split in space was fiercely sacrificed.

"Ahh

The monk who rushed forward was shot directly, his pupils bloodshot, and he let out the most piercing scream.

This battlefield was full of hundreds of monks, and they were all a little surprised and surprised to see this scene. But soon, many people licked their chapped lips and walked directly towards Jiang Fanxiao, killing them all.

"Buzz!"

Chen Yifeng raised his hand and swept out a piece of light.

More than a dozen people rushed in front of Qi Qi and were shocked, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"What about you?!"

These people looked at Chen Yifeng, anger suddenly appeared in their eyes, and there was a trace of fear that could not be concealed.

They were deprived of 10% of their achievements at the same time!

"Cut!"

Rochin's voice rang out.

Countless miraculous lights rushed out of him like a storm.

"Sonorous!"

In the end, Jiang Fanxiao began to slash out more than a dozen Heaven Splitting Divine Swords, tearing apart the vast starry sky.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The blood mist erupted, bewitching and dazzling.

A dozen men rushed forward, all beheaded, but the ancestral weapon remained.

"Huh!"

Jiang Fanxiao stretched out his hand and grabbed all ten or so ancestral weapons. After erasing the spirit imprints, they are brought into the body.

The photo immediately shocked everyone.

"This ......"

Many have changed their appearance, and no one dares to go any further.

In an instant, he killed dozens of ancient kings of the Sanqing Dynasty. It was simple, straightforward, and clean, and immediately shocked everyone.

The three of them looked unremarkable, even exchanged occasional moments, and slowly walked towards the fifth war zone. In the process, many monks wanted to shoot, but after lifting their ancestral weapons, they eventually put them away and did not dare to risk it.

Soon, the three men reached the edge of the fourth theater of operations and were about to cross the river.

However, at this moment...

"Boom!"

Jiang Fanxiao stopped, without destroying the tremor of the battle body, his face suddenly changed.

In the mysterious small world inside the body, the palm-sized silver bronze god trembled slightly and appeared spontaneously. It hung on Jiang Fanxiao's shoulder like a lantern, and bright colorful light flowed by, pointing to the dark Milky Way not far away.