Behind the stone wall, there is an endless sea of sand.

I got off the ground, the sand went straight up to my knees, this sudden sinking feeling was not very good, but fortunately, Rong Ji was always by my side, which greatly relieved my tension,

The stone wall closed again, and when I turned back, I couldn't find the entrance.

It is surrounded by high sand dunes, and the yellow sand is long, which looks desolate and depressed.

I was stuck in the sand, and I struggled, "Why can't the water from the East China Sea enter here?"

"This is an ancient battlefield, with corpses all over the field, deep resentment, and the pure water of the East China Sea naturally can't enter. ”

I took out the white bones from the yellow sand and stroked the texture on them, "Ancient runes?"

Rong Ji pointed to the runes on the white bones and said, "All gods who fall in the catastrophe will have runes left on their bodies. Unfortunately, in this ancient battlefield, I only found a skull with runes on it. ”

"What are these skulls for?"

Rong Ji explained, "As far as I know, there should be ninety-nine eighty-one ancient battlefields in the Six Realms, and if you piece together all the characters left over from the ancient battlefields, you should be able to solve the mystery of the curse of the God Realm." ”

Ninety-nine eighty-one!

As hard as it sounds.

I played with my skull in frustration, trying to get Jongji to pull me out of the bunker, but Jonggey was gone!

The wind whipped up the sand and hit me wreakingly.

The thick layer of sand that reached my knees was lifted by the wind and flew rapidly over the ancient battlefield.

I set up an enchantment around me to shield me from the wind and sand.

This wind is very evil.

And the disappearance of the taboo made me even more uneasy.

"Where are you!" I called to him at the top of my voice, but the only echo I had received was my constant echo.

It seems that we are caught in the miasma of the battlefield.

I quickly regained my composure, thinking about how to get out of the ancient battlefield.

Phew-

A meniscus knife grazed my ear and flew towards me.

I leaned sideways to nimbly avoid the attack of the meniscus knife, and then crouched down to dodge the meniscus knife that flew around, and threw the fire of thunder in the direction where the knife was flying, "Break!"

I squinted my eyes and looked at the smiling boy in the sea of fire, pulled out the Ice Sword, and slashed at him with ten percent of my divine power, "The ghost is not gone!"

"Hehe, hehe..."The childish boy said with a wicked smile, "Do you want to get out of this ancient battlefield?"

The sword aura split the child's body to the ground, but his voice was steady, as if he had never been damaged by a critical hit.

In an instant, his torn wounds were reunited into one, pieced together into a complete him.

"I want to talk to you about terms. "The child stared at my belly with greed in his eyes.

I saw through his thoughts at a glance and blocked it in front of me with the Ice Sword, "Delusional!"

When he saw that I did not agree, he did not attack. After all, his current strength is not strong.

But now he is much stronger than when he was in the file.

He walked towards me and looked at my belly without squinting, "The child in your womb is a young god who has not yet been born, and the power of eating can be greatly increased. Why don't you and I share it and eat it?"

"Death, do you think I'm going to split you in half, or cut you through your chest and abdomen vertically, or cut you into pieces and feed the fish?"

Black and red blood spurted out, I couldn't stand the heavy bloody breath, took two steps back, and looked at him coldly, "You're not my opponent yet, get out!"

He covered the wound on his chest, and a strange smile appeared on his face, "I'm not your opponent, what about the Immortal Realm Temple?"

"What did you do to him?" I slashed at the center of his eyebrows with a sword, and the sword aura was awe, and a cold light appeared.

He stood right in front of me, not dodging or dodging. Just as the Ice Sword was about to pierce him, I suddenly changed my mind.

He doesn't seem to be afraid of the Ice Ling Sword, which proves that neither Chiba Bingling nor the Heavenly Thunder Fire can hurt him.

I quietly formed a cobweb on my left hand and headed it over his head.

He happened to open his eyes and saw the cobwebs covering his head, and his pupils shrank, and it was too late to dodge.

I picked up the Ice Sword, and slashed his dreams with a single sword.

It's probably the darkest dream I've ever been into.

"Whew-"

In my ears, there was a woman's wail, her voice was extremely low, and her timbre was extremely cold.

I cut the branches with my sword and carved a narrow path through the dense forests of Hesse.

The woman's whimper was getting closer, closer and closer.

She floated past me, black hair and red lips, and red blood in the corners of her eyes.

I glanced at the hem of her skirt and yes, she had no legs!

Behind him, the leaves rustled.

I turned the Ice Sword into a Chiba Ice Blade and shot it behind me.

"Ahh

A woman was attacked and fell to the ground.

I glanced back at the woman who had fallen to the ground, and was about to step forward to find out.

Her belly suddenly stretched out a thin hand stained with blood. She was half-up, a hissing wail coming from her throat.

"Death?" I glanced coldly at the hands, and cut them off against the belly of the female ghost.

"Not bad. "The boy sprang up behind me again in the blink of an eye, and broke a hand, but it didn't seem to affect him much.

He was still smiling and staring at my belly, "Give me the baby in your womb!"

I held my lower abdomen with one hand and pointed my sword at his chest, "Dream!"

And behind me, the female ghost who had fallen in a pool of blood came to life again, stretched out an inch-long nail, clasped my neck, "Shhh

I frowned slightly, her voice seemed to be ruined, and the voice she made was extremely sharp and harsh.

"Heavenly thunder fire, burn!"

Boom –

The female ghost's body was instantly ignited by the fire of heavenly thunder, and the first to turn into ashes was her long nails.

And the black resentment on her body, scorched by the fire of heavenly thunder, exuded a smell of rotting corpses, causing my stomach to tumble for a while.

I tossed her aside, grabbed the child by the hair, and cut off his head with a single sword.

"I can't die, don't waste your efforts. He smiled calmly, very calmly and calmly.

I threw his head to the ground and stepped on it, "If I can't kill you, it doesn't mean I can't make you worse than dead!"

"What are you going to do?" he said, with a tremor in his voice.

I curled the corners of my lips and smiled lightly, "Naturally, it makes your life worse than death!"

As the words fell, I grabbed his body with one hand, and placed the other hand on his neck, which was constantly bleeding, to heal him.

"Mad woman, I don't need you to heal me, I don't!" the child's bare head was trampled under my feet, unable to move, and only the mouth remained, howling in terror.

I sneered and smoothed out the wound on his neck, then let go and kicked his head far away, "Now, see how you place your head!"

"I'm not going to lose! All of you, you're going to die, you're going to die!"