Volume 2 A New Pattern Chapter 69 The Battle of the Wraiths
"Please advise your seniors," Jiang Huan said suspiciously.
Zhang Zai took a sip of tea: "Those histories are actually deliberately hidden by us. ”
"Hidden?" Jiang Huan looked up at Zhang Zai suddenly.
Zhang Zai: "For many years, only a very small number of people in the past dynasties knew about these secrets, in order to show weakness to the Heavenly Clan, so that they would think that history had been erased by them and lead them to take action. As long as they do something, their purpose will be exposed. ”
Jiang Huan seemed to understand a little, "What was the ancient era like?"
Zhang Zai: "The ancient era is just a general statement, and there is no way to verify when it began. The Celestial Race was not as weird as it is now, and its strength was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, but the strange thing is that even when the Terran was at its most weak, they did not rush to exterminate it. So we can be sure that the Celestial Race has been plotting something, and we Terrans should play a vital role in this. ”
Jiang Huan: "The battle between the Kunlun Immortal Clan and the Buzhou Immortal Clan has been around since ancient times. ”
Zhang Zai didn't seem surprised that Jiang Huan knew this, "Let's talk about the young man in black." ”
Jiang Huan thought for a while and said, "His name is Ji Xiaohu, he is the son of the former Kunlun Mountain Lord, and he has been sealed by his father until now. ”
"Lord of Kunlun Mountain?" everyone present was shocked, which greatly surprised them, originally everyone guessed that it might be a certain predecessor who had been hidden until now, but they didn't expect that there would be such a big origin.
Jiang Huan: "But it's a pity that he has been in a sealed state before, and he doesn't know what happened." He is waiting for a person named Di Xiaoyi, the youngest son of Emperor Tian, have you ever heard of it?"
"What, Emperor Tian's youngest son is still alive?" But then think about it, the son of the Kunlun Mountain Lord can live until now, and it is not uncommon for Emperor Tian's young son to live until now.
Zhang Zai: "In this way, the real controller behind the scenes of the Celestial Clan is undoubtedly Emperor Xiaoyi, but unfortunately, we don't know anything." ”
Several old men glanced at each other and nodded to each other.
Zhang Zaidao: "Now that another 10,000-year era has begun, we have discussed it, this time we will break the axe and sink the boat, completely break it, and end this endless stalemate." ”
Jiang Huan was stunned, "How to end." ”
An old man said: "The awakening of the goddess of Wushan, the return of the son of the mountain lord, and the gradual rise of your new generation are the beginning of the world of great contention." This time, our Terrans don't have to have any reservations and start a desperate battle with the Celestial Race. ”
"What's the matter with the Wushan Goddess?" Jiang Huan had a hidden worry, but Coco was still young after all.
"Legend has it that the goddess of Wushan is a lifetime of ten thousand years, and every life is a world of great contention, which is the destiny of heaven. The statue of the goddess has been passed down in the world since ancient times, and no one knows the true secret of the goddess. Therefore, the saint must grow up as soon as possible. Zhang Zai seemed to understand Jiang Huan's worries.
Zhang Zai continued: "Looking for you this time, there is another important matter, we have decided to open the Terran Purgatory, and you will lead the team to let the younger generation go in to participate in the trial and improve their cultivation as soon as possible." ”
"Terran purgatory?" Mihuan was surprised.
Zhang Zai: "Our human race is the real master of this land, and naturally has more resources. On the other side of the world, in the depths of the Endless Ocean, there is a special space that used to be an ancient battlefield, and I have never been there. ”
Jiang Huan: "In the depths of the ocean, isn't there no living creature on the other side of the world to step into?"
"Just because there are no living creatures to step in doesn't mean there aren't living things. This ancient battlefield has a special space, according to the records left by the ancestors, the creatures there are naturally mutated and bloodthirsty and easy to kill, it is a natural place for trial, and the way to enter it, only we know. ”
"When are you going?" Jiang Huan remembered the records in the ancient books that Tianzhou might be on the other side of the world, and suddenly became interested.
Zhang Zai: "There is still some work to prepare, you can also prepare, it won't take long." ”
Out of the main hall, Jiang Huan came to Yuantian Pavilion again, all the records of the human race are here, if you can make up for the ancient times, it will be a complete Kunlun Immortal Clan.
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As soon as the day dawned, people were still in a state of sleepy eyes.
Green eyes, densely packed with no end in sight, swarming from the depths of the border. The patrol team was shocked, and the pillars of light rising from the beacon tower to the sky were transmitted to Zhou Wangji from all directions.
The resentful spirits attacked on all fronts, and the sound of trumpets and war drums shook the heavens and the earth, and all the monks were ready to fight according to the predetermined plan.
Most people have never seen so many resentful spirits in their lives, and strange laughter fills the heavens and the earth, and the army of resentful spirits in Wuyang is overwhelming, rapidly approaching from a distance.
Jiang Huan looked at it from a distance and felt a trace of strangeness, there were no monks, only resentful spirits. What is the situation, Jiang Huan was puzzled for a while.
When they got closer, everyone could see clearly, and the resentful spirits had hideous faces and grinned teeth.
"Heavenly Venerable Resentful Spirit ......" Everyone was shocked and looked nervously ahead.
"Keep in formation, don't mess around. Jiang Huan roared and summoned his long sword, "Kill!!" The first to rush out, only to see a blood-colored ripple swinging towards the rushing resentful spirits, and the resentful spirits turned into white bones and fell to the ground one after another.
The real Heavenly Venerable has all fought, not to mention that it is just a resentful spirit. Jiang Huan took the lead and slashed out with a sword, the black lightsaber flashed with colorful heavenly thunder, and swept past a Heavenly Venerable resentful spirit who rushed head-on, and the resentful spirit was split in half before it could even let out a wail.
Simple, brutal, this scene deeply shook the hearts of all the monks, and the shouting of killing shook the sky and the earth for a while. Whether it is a resentful spirit or a celestial clan, if they come to invade my land, they will be killed.
"Blood Shadow!" Jiang Huan said softly, only to see a blood-colored figure walk out of Jiang Huan's body, instantly rushing towards the resentful spirit army opposite. The blood shadow quickly drifted past the resentful spirits, silently absorbing a faint blood mist, and gradually the blood-colored figure became more and more condensed.
"Roar!!" With a loud roar, Bai Ze turned into a giant beast and rushed into the army of resentful spirits. The resentful spirits nearby froze in place for a moment, and their bodies trembled, and then they were smashed one by one by Bai Ze's claws.
All kinds of spells flew all over the sky, and the monks of the human race formed battle formations one by one to maximize their combat power.
However, there were too many resentful spirits, and they rushed forward one after another, without fear, without knowing death, and soon the Terran monks suffered heavy casualties. Even if there were high-ranking monks charging forward, they couldn't stop the resentful spirits from surging in all directions.
Casualties seemed particularly meaningless at this moment, and life was wiped out in the blink of an eye. Jiang Huan made all his killing moves, hoping to consume the resentful spirit to the greatest extent. It's just a drop in the bucket, and it can't slow down the killing of the resentful spirits in the slightest.
Suddenly, Jiang Huan frowned, and the resentful spirit that fell to the ground did not have blood on the ground. Looking nearby, the monk who had been killed by the spirit did not even bleed to the ground. Jiang Huan felt a little weird, and he didn't care about killing anymore, and looked at it carefully.
After a long time, I realized that it was not that there was no blood, but that as soon as the blood flowed out, it gradually disappeared, not seeping into the ground, but gradually disappearing out of thin air. The resentful spirit is also a former human race, Jiang Huan frowned, maybe this is what the Celestial Race wants, the blood of the human race.
Jiang Huan looked at the blood-colored sun in the sky, and suddenly remembered the blood-colored pillar of light that shot straight towards the sun, all of this is related to blood, the Celestial Clan seems to be unknowingly collecting the blood of the human race, but why go to such great lengths to launch this so-called war of resentful spirits?
Although the soul of the resentful spirit has mutated, the bloodline is still the Kunlun Immortal Clan, and the same clan is used to deal with the same clan, what is the calculation of the Heavenly Clan, no matter what, we must find a way to stop all this.
Jiang Huan stepped on the sky and walked eight steps, and the Ling Tian Sword in his hand swallowed a huge sword, each sword swept across, sometimes pointing to the sky, there was a broken star remnant, and countless streams fell with a bang, smashing in the resentful spirits.
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In the distance, high in the sky, Emperor Xiaoyi looked at the battlefield below, and seemed to care about the result at all.
Suddenly, a slap appeared out of thin air and slapped Di Xiaoyi's face. Emperor Xiaoyi snorted coldly and dodged his head.
"I knew you weren't so easy to die!" Ji Xiaohu's figure slowly appeared, and said lightly.
Emperor Xiaoyi looked at Ji Xiaohu, "I've been waiting for you, you're not dead, I'm very happy, the days ahead are finally no longer so boring, I want to erase your Kunlun Immortal Clan little by little." ”
"You are so thick-skinned, do you think this is still when the Heavenly Clan is in power, people who don't even dare to see the light, you are far worse than your father," Ji Xiaohu said jokingly.
Di Xiaoyi: "The battle of words is meaningless, let's see how many people you can have left after this battle." And that's just the beginning. ”
Ji Xiaohu stopped answering, and blasted away with a punch, and the sky resounded with thunder.
Jiang Huan looked up and felt a hint of familiarity, "Senior brother is making a move, is it really Emperor Xiaoyi who is here." ”
Jiang Huan took out the Kunlun Mirror, stepped into the air, injected spiritual power, and shone in the direction of the thunder. I saw a white pillar of light, which instantly shone into the distance, and holes appeared in the clouds, revealing the two people who were colliding.
"This should be Emperor Xiaoyi!" Jiang Huan looked at the golden-armored young man who was fighting with Ji Xiaohu, and felt an aura completely different from other Heavenly Clans, which was the power of a powerful bloodline.
"If Emperor Xiaoyi doesn't leave, I'm afraid these resentful spirits won't retreat. Jiang Huan's long sword pointed forward, "Broken Stars," and in the blink of an eye, countless Broken Stars smashed towards Emperor Xiaoyi.
A hint of hunger appeared at the corner of Di Xiaoyi's mouth, and he looked at Jiang Huan in the distance, "There are a lot of killing weapons, but it's a pity that you are too weak." ”
Jiang Huan smiled faintly, and read in his mouth: "Residual photos." ”
The falling meteors exploded one by one in the sky above Di Xiaoyi, and the dazzling white light illuminated the entire battlefield blinding everyone in an instant.
Emperor Xiaoyi bore the brunt of the attack, and was dazzled by the strong white light.
Ji Xiaohu shot out instantly and punched Di Xiaoyi's chest.
Emperor Xiaoyi staggered back a few steps, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly burst out laughing. The grudges on the ground suddenly stopped, their eyes flashing red.
Jiang Huan looked at the sudden change below, and was suddenly shocked, "Quickly dodge and leave the resentful spirit!!"
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