I didn't expect this Soul Devouring Wood Sword to have such a function, Fang Yong's heart also changed from worry to excitement, with this Soul Devouring Sword, these soul fires couldn't help themselves!

With this reliance, Fang Yong carefully looked at this space.

The sky here is full of reddish-gray dimness, full of this kind of depressing oppression. The earth was full of strange rocks, and there were patches of eerie bones scattered around. And whether it is the earth, the barren rocks, or the bones, they are all infected with a dark red blood. This color seems to have been soaked in blood and dried up and condensed over countless years.

On top of this blood, wisps of red mist also rose, and this mist was the blood-colored evil qi that Fang Yong had encountered before. Combined with the cold soul fire that fluttered and jumped, it made people feel even more uncomfortable.

At this time, Fang Yong understood where the blood-colored evil qi was formed.

Such a terrifying scene made Fang Yong's heart a little hairy, after all, the fear of the unknown is the most terrifying. What is this place? How can it be so scary!

Fang Yong swung his sword casually and extinguished the soul fire that rushed towards him.

Fang Yong looked around with a solemn expression, why were there so many bones here? What does this have to do with the ancient battlefield that the blood dragon said? Question marks sprung up in Fang Yong's heart.

In order to figure out these questions, Fang Yong habitually carried out consciousness detection, wanting to explore the entire space. However, Fang Yong found that his consciousness detection didn't play much role here, and it wasn't really visible yet, so Fang Yong put away his consciousness detection, found a direction, and walked towards one of the bones and remains.

Picking up a piece of broken bone casually, Fang Yong looked at it over and over. Some parts of this broken bone have turned white, and some have even begun to turn into powder. But it's full of an ancient atmosphere.

From the weathering of the bones, it was difficult for Fang Yong to tell how long these bones had existed, but from the so many blood-colored evil qi and so many soul fires that appeared in this space, these bones had probably existed for tens of thousands of years.

Throwing the broken bones on the ground, Fang Yong continued to walk slowly towards the depths of this space. The further he walked in, the more Fang Yong felt a terrifying and oppressive aura permeating the air, as if he had pressed a boulder in his heart.

"Huh? There's even a weapon left here! Fang Yong's eyes suddenly lit up, and he found that next to a dry bone, there was a rusty broken blade.

The broken blade was clearly severed from a large knife, though rusty. But Fang Yong still felt a sharp aura from this broken blade. It can also be seen from this that this big knife must have been a masterpiece before it was broken.

Looking through the blade, Fang Yong found no valuable clues. However, if there are discoveries made here, there will certainly be similar discoveries elsewhere.

After searching for a while, Fang Yong also found some weapon wreckage, but these weapon wreckage did not provide Fang Yong with more valuable clues. For a moment, Fang Yong couldn't help but miss the historical images contained in the antiques. It would be nice if the wreckage of these weapons had historical images on them.

When Fang Yong was looking for a valuable clue in this space, those people in the Huaxia cultivation world couldn't hold their breath, if they only waited for a few hours, they still had the patience to wait. But more than a day has passed. But they hadn't seen Fang Yong's figure yet, so these people discussed it and looked for a way out in batches in the blood-colored land.

Fang Yong turned around for a while and found that this place had been cut off from the outside world. And there is still a trace of confusion in space and direction, and my heart can't help but feel heavy. If it goes on like this, maybe I'm afraid that I'll be lost in this space forever.

Take some food out of the storage space. After a brief meal, Fang Yong sat cross-legged on a stone.

Because of the presence of the Spirit Devouring Wood Sword, Fang Yong was not afraid of those soul fires, and quickly calmed down to think and reminisce, filtering the qiē he found one by one.

After a long time, Fang Yong suddenly had a flash of inspiration, as if he had grasped a clue. Yes, it's that depressing breath!

In Fang Yong's feelings, the place where the depressive aura was released must be extremely dangerous, although it was dangerous, it was not necessarily lifeless, since he had come here, he had to give it a go.

After making a decision, Fang Yong got up and walked towards the place where the oppressive aura was released with firm steps.

On the way forward, Fang Yong found that there were more and more broken bones, and the weathering of the bones gradually decreased, and some of the broken bones also emitted some crystal light. And the palpitating depressing aura became more and more intense, making Fang Yong's pace start to stagger a little.

Along the way, Fang Yong relied on the Spirit Devouring Wood Sword to continuously slash and devour the soul fire, and after not knowing how much soul fire he devoured, the sword body of the Spirit Devouring Wood Sword began to exude a faint metallic luster, at first glance it was not a wooden sword, but a quaint metal sword.

Fang Yong continued to walk with difficulty towards the source of the terrifying aura for a long time, and he saw a mountain of bones of boundless humans and animals that he didn't know what it was.

Most of these bones emitted a glowing red light, spewing a large amount of blood-colored evil qi, causing the blood-colored evil qi to be violent within a radius of several miles.

However, before these violent blood-colored evil qi could really go berserk, they were sucked in the same direction by an inexplicable suction.

Fang Yong looked in the direction where the blood-colored evil qi was converging, and vaguely seemed to be able to see a huge altar, standing like a small mountain.

finally made a discovery, which made Fang Yong finally have hope, and his expression was a little excited.

Enduring the suppression of the terrifying aura, Fang Yong moved towards the altar with difficulty.

After another half a day, Fang Yong finally looked at this huge altar. I saw that in the center of the sea of bones, there was a mysterious altar that exuded colorful streamers and was like a dream.

Although this mysterious seven-colored altar was constantly absorbing a huge amount of blood-colored evil qi, within the three zhang range of the altar, there was not a trace of blood-colored evil qi, which seemed incompatible with the entire space.

Looking at the mysterious altar that was overflowing with infinite colorful light, like a dreamy myth, Fang Yong felt a feeling welling up in his heart, as if there was a guide in the underworld, as if telling himself that the way out he had worked so hard to find was on that altar.

At the moment when Fang Yong approached the Colorful Altar, he suddenly felt the pressure around him suddenly loosen, and a sense of comfort surged into his heart. (To be continued......)

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