Chapter 121: Black Vortex Ancient Battlefield

The fire qilin streaked a light in the void, like a meteor falling above the nine heavens, and instantly rushed into the sea of fire of the Black Dragon Peak.

Many powerhouses standing outside Qinglong Peak were shocked by this light. Because, the speed of this light is too fast.

While they were still in shock, a big fat man appeared from the void again, sitting leisurely on a wine bottle.

Soon, he also rushed into the flames. However, when many strong people present saw him, they couldn't help but show a look of surprise.

"That's a generation of Bacchus' sons, barrels!"

Someone among the strong exclaimed in surprise, pointing to the wine barrel that did not enter the sea of fire, and the expression on his face was extremely strange.

"Son of Bacchus, Barrel!"

After hearing the exclamation of this strong man, the color on his face became solemn.

A generation of Dionysians has no drunken immortal names, how can they not have heard of it. And the son of Dionysus, how could he be an ordinary character?

Originally, the ruins of the Great Emperor were destroyed, and the strongest objects of contention between the two sides were recognized by the two sides, namely the Holy Son of the Wind and the Holy Maiden of Love.

But now that the Son of Dionysus had arrived, they couldn't help but be worried. After all, one more formidable opponent.

In the sea of fire, the flames on the body of the fire unicorn completely engulfed the flames in the sea of fire. Yes, that's right, it's devouring!

Samadhi Heavenly Fire is Heavenly Fire. And the fire in the sea of fire is just a mere earth fire, and it can't be compared with the heavenly fire at all.

When encountering the fire of the sky, the fire of the earth will be swallowed, which is the level gap. And Wang Yun and Ma Tianjiao had the protection of the Fire Qilin Samadhi Heavenly Fire, and they were not harmed by the flames in the slightest.

There is an invisible enchantment in the flames, but there is no formation. Younger generations under the age of 50 can enter directly, and it is not as difficult as imagined.

The reason why those cultivators were killed in the sea of fire was because their strength was too weak, and they were completely burned by the earth fire.

Of course, the power of earth fire should not be underestimated. For Wang Yun and Ma Tianjiao, who are protected by heavenly fire, there is no problem at all.

But for those cultivators, the earth fire was like purgatory. If the strength is not strong, there is only a dead end.

The barrel followed, and he threw himself into the fire like a man of nothing. Baihuo couldn't help it, and even took out one of his wine bottles to collect the fire in the sea of fire, which looked very funny.

There is an end to the vast sea of fire. After rushing down for nearly a thousand meters, a black whirlpool appeared in front of Wang Yun's eyes.

The black vortex was surrounded by mountain rocks, and now they were inside the Black Dragon Peak. The Black Dragon Peak is ten thousand feet high, and they are still in it, but this black vortex is extremely strange.

"Could it be that this is the entrance to the ruins of ruins?" asked Wang Yun as the wine barrel chased after him from behind, looking at the black whirlpool.

Wang Yun pondered slightly and said, "I think it should be." ”

The barrel said again: "Then what are you hesitating about, let's go in quickly." ”

Wang Yun glanced at him, and then controlled the fire qilin and rushed straight in.

However, after rushing into the black vortex.

In just an instant, he felt as if he had been distorted, his head was dizzy, and his body was out of place.

Thankfully, the process lasted a short time, only five seconds.

But it was these five seconds that made the fat barrel suffer, and he vomited and diarrhea as soon as he fell to the ground.

On the contrary, Ma Tianjiao, who can't cultivate, is like a nobody, in normal health, with a smile on his face.

Wang Yun is okay, although he is uncomfortable, but it is not as exaggerated as a wine barrel.

"Tianjiao, are you okay?" Wang Yun asked Ma Tianjiao incredulously, he didn't expect Ma Tianjiao to be okay at all.

Reasoning is unbearable for cultivators. And she, a person who couldn't cultivate, was now laughing casually.

Ma Tianjiao smiled and said, "It's okay." I didn't feel anything just now, I just felt like I was shuttling through the darkness once. ”

“......”

Wang Yun looked at Ma Tianjiao in surprise, thinking how could this be possible.

The wine barrel on the side eased slightly, and he walked over to look at Wang Yun and said, "Although the sealing body can't be cultivated, she has some magical abilities since ancient times, and it's normal for her to be fine!"

"Speaking of which, it is necessary for me to say that you are Brother Wang. How did you behave as a boyfriend? Don't you know anything about the body? I don't know anything about this little thing. ”

Hearing the words of the wine barrel, the smile on Ma Tianjiao's face became even brighter. However, Wang Yun looked melancholy, although he had seen some records of the sealed body in the "Three Qing Classics".

But the above does not say that there are still some magical skills in sealing the body.

There is only one sentence: 'The body is different from ordinary people, and everything changes.' ’

In his opinion, this refers to the fact that the body cannot be cultivated.

So how could he have thought that this sentence did not refer to the inability to cultivate, but to seal the experience of having some magical abilities.

Wang Yun was a little speechless, so he gave the barrel a fierce disdain. Then he looked at the world around him.

I saw that this was an ancient battlefield.

Overhead, the sky was sandy yellow, with black and blood-colored clouds.

Some black clouds resemble demonic beasts, while others resemble a great villain.

Red clouds, like the god of war, stained the heavens red with blood.

In the distance, there is a big hole, as if someone has broken the sky.

The power of the torn space turned into thick thunder and lightning in buckets, constantly hitting the ground and crackling.

The air was old and bloody. Nearby, under the ruins of the broken wall are corpses strewn all over the field.

The yellowed bones were piled together, some of them still whitish, but they were dull and even shattered at the touch of a button.

The various weapons that had long since decayed turned into a pile of rust on the ground. Some of them are even imprinted into the land.

The ground here is red, and it is clear that it has been stained with blood. Potholes of all sizes can be found everywhere, and some of them still emit black silk gas until now.

The barrel looked around and shouted as if he was a little frightened, "What kind of place is this, it looks so scary." ”

Wang Yun motioned for him not to speak. If an old immortal suddenly pops up, then they don't want to die here.

Nearby, there was a skeleton. This skeleton was very different from the piles of bones, and his bones were completely white.

Even, it's a little translucent. Especially in the pupils of his eyes, there was a mixture of black and white light, as if he was looking at this ancient scene with his eyes open, and he couldn't even look at it after death.

Beneath his finger bones, a long sword-shaped rust that had been imprinted into the crimson ground looked particularly peculiar.

Because, on this long sword-like rust there are also four blood-colored characters engraved on it. It is an ancient text, called Baotian Silver Sword.

Wang Yun walked slowly to him, his eyes looking at the eyes of the corpse. As a result, his heart was suddenly violently shaken.

Immediately after, the skeleton instantly turned to ashes in front of his eyes.

Faintly, his consciousness seemed to hear someone screaming at him for help.

It was like a ghost, haunted in his mind.

Wang Yun was so frightened that he couldn't help but take half a step back, and the whole person was slightly stunned.

The wine barrel and Ma Tianjiao saw that something was wrong, and immediately came over to ask.

Wang Yun told them that it was okay, and then stretched out his middle finger and pointed at the long sword-shaped rust.

He always felt that this rust was not ordinary.

As a result, the moment his middle finger touched the long sword-shaped rust, an accident happened.