[Chapter 2, Volume 2]

Chapter 334 Chapter 327 Divine Wood Sacrifice

That light seems to be the light of hope, or the boundary of the ancient battlefield, or a trap.

Whatever it was, it was a direction for Cold Flame, and besides, she could feel a tremor of strong force. And the affected Tengaga Fujiki was also uneasy.

The relationship between the Tencho Vine Tree and the Divine Tree is the closest, and it can be said that the Tencho Vine Tree is the last seed of the Divine Tree to grow, so the feeling for the mother tree is also extremely keen.

Stepping on the thick gray dust, constantly slashing those soul fragments that had become soul beasts in front of him, against the thick black clouds, Leng Yan felt that the place where the light burst out from the tearing space was erupting in the sound of summoning, eager and intensive.

Although he saw the light, the distance was not very close, and Leng Yan walked for two days before he stood on a mountain bag, and from the top of the highest mountain bag, he could see the place that was illuminated by the light, like a bubble-like enchantment shining brightly.

Moreover, Leng Yan felt the power of life from there!

Although this life is on the verge of collapse, it bursts out with a strong **, and that kind of call is issued by that life.

Tianchang Fujiki couldn't bear it anymore, and came out of the cold flame of the ring of life, prostrate on the ground, trembling the branches.

Cold Flame and Tianchang Fujiki telepathy, naturally know that Tianchang Fujiki is surrendering, this is devotion to the energy of the mother tree.

Continue to move forward, the soul beasts here can no longer withstand the illumination of the light, become soul fragments, and even evaporate from this world, the cold breath has been replaced by light, there are no dark clouds, and even feel that this is a passage from hell to heaven.

That feeling of warmth made Leng Yan feel that his spiritual power, which had been eroded by the Yin Qi that had begun to be eroded by the ancient battlefield, had also been repaired.

But her heart was still uneasy, that feeling made the cold pressure heart beat fast, she felt that she seemed to feel something, but that feeling was very vague, so she couldn't grasp the key.

Taking a deep breath, he walked towards the barrier step by step, stretched out his hand to touch it, something warm like a bubble wrapped around his fingers, and Cold Flame felt the warmth inside.

Taking a step forward again, he crossed the barrier without hindrance, and Leng Yan saw a very grand scene!

Yes, very grandiose.

In the center is a towering tree, and although the tree has withered, the trunk is still standing there, showing its momentum.

Leng Yan could think of how powerful this tree was when it was alive!

This is the mother tree?

Leng Yan looked at the tree carefully, and saw that there was still a person standing under the tree, or a corpse.

Although it had become like a dried corpse, it was still vaguely recognizable as a woman! her clothes had been torn apart, and only a few fragments remained on her body, and the dry hand like a tree branch was tightly held by a sword, which was held high above her head.

Leng Yan looked at this person blankly, although the sword was a short sword, but the light was released from the top of the sword!

What kind of sword is that?

After so many years of erosion, it has become rusty, and it is really a miracle to be able to hold it in the hands of a female corpse and release a powerful force without turning into ashes!

It's a battlefield, or a one-man show!

Because the dead people were scattered around the woman holding the broken sword, and the posture of the dried corpse could still show their hostility towards this person!

Tianchang Fujiki roared, and the branches headed towards the big tree, and Leng Yan didn't pay attention to Tianchang Fujiki, just looked at the woman's face.

The dry ones couldn't see their original appearance, but Cold Flame still felt an unprecedented impact.

She was......

"Divine Wood Sacrifice!"

A soft voice sounded in Leng Yan's mind, and Leng Yan's eyes widened and he stared at the woman.

"I'm just a broken soul now! Or maybe I'm going to be a mass of soul fragments soon. The voice was indifferent, as if it was telling something that had nothing to do with him.

"Although your strength is not enough, but I don't have much time! I have been guarding here for many years, many years, even if I am a Divine Wood Sacrifice, my soul is about to collapse and shatter, all this, I can only hand it over to you!"

"This is the place where the Great War was fought back then, and although it was not the most central place, it was also one of the most intense places. We have condensed into a six-mang-shaped formation, and I will guard one of them!"

"It was a god-level battle, the other world collapsed because of this, the six-mangg's formation collapsed because of it, and the other town guards were no longer found, or they were scattered into the spatial crack, or they were sealed like me like this, or, they would have been wiped out a long time ago!"

"Your Tianchang vine wood is not very strong, although my vine wood has withered, but it still contains strong power, let it inherit these!"

"As for you, this sword in my hand will be handed over to you! Although it is only a broken sword, and it has become like this after the erosion of time, it once contained a little bit of my soul, even if it was to summon you to spend a lot of energy, it has now become a waste sword, but it is one of the top ten weapons of the other world after all. ”

"Haotian Sword! This is its name, you have to remember it!"

"Quack!"

As soon as Leng Yan wanted to say something, the woman's corpse drooped, and the body that was still standing just now turned into dust, blown by the wind, leaving no traces, and the rotten sword actually fell to the ground, the light flashed, and it was broken into seven or eight pieces!

"This ......"

Because the broken sword was shattered, there was a gray area around it, and there were still black clouds in the air, and the yin qi had begun to gather around, and the yin qi had gathered frantically and even began to form a yin wind.

Cold Flame only feels like he's being played!

When the towering withered tree fell to the ground, Leng Yan felt the dazedness of the heavenly vine tree!

It seems that they were summoned here only to hear the last words of the woman's corpse, and the promises she made have been destroyed by time!

It's a very frustrating feeling!

"Forget it, put away all the pieces!" said Cold Flame comforting himself.

Fortunately, there is a lot of space inside the Cold Flame Life Ring, and it's not a matter of pretending to be in these rags.

Packed up the fragments of the big tree that had fallen to the ground and withered and was now beginning to decay, and put away the broken sword that had been broken into pieces, and Leng Yan felt worthy of the sacred wood sacrifice.

Thinking of the six-pointed star that the Shenmu Sacrifice said just now, Leng Yan could imagine how tragic the god-level battle was.

The wind was gusting here, and Leng Yan's soul felt cold, this place was no longer suitable for continuing to stay, Leng Yan took Tianchang Fujiki and planned to leave here, at this time, she felt something shiny under her feet, she stepped on it with her foot, and then looked down, and saw the tip of a severed sword.

Looking at the golden light, Leng Yan understood that this should be the part of the Divine Wood Sacrifice Hand that broke off the sword.

It's just that I don't know why, the broken sword has been broken into that shape, but the tip of the sword is still smooth and shiny, as if it was new.

Cold Flame picked up the broken sword and threw it into the Ring of Life.

The machine spirit of the ring of life likes to pick up rags in the ancient battlefield, and at this time he is studying the remnants of the big tree and the broken sword that Leng Yan threw into, and Leng Buding Leng Yan threw another one in, and the tool spirit of the ring of life just wanted to call, and his eyes were attracted by the tip of the broken sword.

"There's a soul sealed inside!" said the Ring of Life's Instrument Spirit, then adding, "A complete soul!"

Leng Yan took the tip of the sword to her eyes, and her spiritual power wrapped it up, and sure enough, she could feel the dense soul inside, which was also a sleeping soul.

Leng Yan felt that this sealed soul was similar to the soul sealing method of the weapon fragment she had auctioned.

Leng Yan took a deep breath, originally thinking of finding a way to unlock the seal here, but unexpectedly, he found another sealed soul.

Leng Yan vaguely felt that the sealed souls in this were not so simple!

Anyway, Cold Flame put away the tip of the sword that had sealed the soul, and no matter what, Cold Flame felt that this soul was related to his sister's condensation.

Leng Yan left here and continued to walk aimlessly on the ancient battlefield, where explorers had set foot in this area, so everything remained the same, and occasionally a few more useful weapon fragments could be found.

At the beginning, Leng Yan still had some concept of time, but after a long time, she had no concept of time when she couldn't get out anyway, and finally one day, she stopped, because she felt the traces left by others.

Someone has been here!

Leng Yan's spirit was shocked and he felt the danger at the same time.

The powerful aura, at least the level of the Great Soul Lord, Leng Yan wanted to dodge, but although the ancient battlefield was gray, it was empty and there was no place to hide.

"There's someone here!" a voice came, and then, Leng Yan saw two people walk out of the fog.

One is Nie Wentian, the city lord of Alluring City, and the other is Leng Yan, who has never seen it, but he can also feel that this person is also the level of the Great Soul Lord.

"Leng Yan!" Nie Wentian was taken aback when he saw Leng Yan, when he saw that Leng Yan's eyes were still shining although he was tired, he breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and said, "This is a place where the ancient battlefield is very deep, how did you get here?"

"I'm lost!" Leng Yan said truthfully.

Nie Wentian looked at Leng Yan with a somewhat strange expression, because of this kind of ancient battlefield, every explorer who came in was very careful. It is precisely because it is gray that they will leave their mark and will not get lost unless someone maliciously erases the traces of others.

Leng Yan ignored Nie Wen's strange eyes and asked, "Why did you also come to the ancient battlefield?"

"It's okay to take your friends ......around," Nie Wentian said perfunctorily, but he secretly thought in his heart: It's not because you, my little ancestor, have been missing for three months, if it weren't for someone seeing your traces on the periphery of the ancient battlefield, I really don't know what to do!