The two continued along the fork in the road, and when they arrived at the main hall where the demon puppet was, Feng Yuyan looked at the severed arms and stumps all over the ground, thoughtful, but didn't say much.

……

The center of the ancient battlefield, here is the center of the great war between the ancient human race and the demon clan, the high wall is full of kilometers, as if a giant dragon is entrenched, twisted and turned, and the whole earth is covered in scales, starting from the middle and shattering along the periphery.

Sou! Sou! Sou!

More than a dozen black-robed warriors flew from the white fields in the distance to the height of the wall, their eyes sweeping the surrounding terrain, and a trace of excitement flashed in their eyes.

These black-robed warriors all have a black veil covering their faces, and the aura on their bodies is extremely strange, and the first one is a rickety old man with snow-white hair, and his face cannot be seen clearly, but the momentum on his body is no worse than that of Emperor Ying and Zhang Xingyun that day.

"Deacon Lin, this should be the place where bones are buried."

These people after Deacon Lin are also not weak, and the spiritual power in their bodies is as vast as the sea, and most of them can match the martial artists who have transcended the realm.

"Hmm."

Deacon Lin bowed slightly, and his body suddenly turned into a streamer, flying towards a certain part of the wall, and the others followed.

In the air, I don't know when, a gray compass appeared in Deacon Lin's hand, the compass was the size of a palm, and the pointer on it kept changing the direction, and bursts of gray weird air currents were surging around, and with the direction of the air currents, Deacon Lin was also constantly changing the direction.

Airplanes!

"Right here!"

Deacon Lin stopped flying, his body couldn't help trembling slightly, and the joy in his eyes was self-evident, only to see that the gray compass in his hand was pointing to a huge open space in front of him.

"Blast the front!"

Deacon Lin took a deep breath and immediately instructed the dozen or so black-robed people behind him.

"Yes."

These black-robed people responded respectfully, flew down on the space, and each used their own means to bombard the ground, but if you look closely, you will find that these black-robed people have extremely accurate control of power, and almost at the moment when the power bombards the ground, these forces will dissipate and become invisible, without any residue.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Gravel splashed, a ravine centered on the clearing, spread around, and with the increase of its depth, bursts of disgusting smell of blood, tumbling from the deep pit bombarded by everyone, this smell of blood has a very heavy confusing effect, if it is a warrior who is not firm in mind, it is estimated that a sniff will become a murderous maniac.

"Take the Pure Heart Pill."

On the side, Deacon Lin stared at everyone's actions, and saw that the eyes of some warriors were flushed red, and his heart suddenly jumped, and he commanded.

Hearing Deacon Lin's words, each of these black-robed people took out a bottle of elixir from the storage ring, poured out a green elixir from it, and stuffed it into their mouths.

Click!

After a stick of incense, a slight cracking sound sounded in everyone's ears, which was extremely crisp, and the excitement in Deacon Lin's eyes was even worse.

Rumble!

As if it was a volcanic eruption, a terrifying blood gas centered on the deep pit, leaking around, spreading for more than ten miles, in the face of these blood gases, Deacon Lin and the others seemed to be facing the corpse mountain and sea of blood, and their hearts were in a trance.

"Deacon Lin, please the bones of the ancestor!"

A black-robed martial artist humbly reminded.

"Hmm!"

Deacon Lin came to his senses, bowed his head slightly, and waved his palm slightly, and suddenly a blood-colored color crossed out of his storage ring, and the blood-colored light slowly dissipated, it was actually a red glazed coffin, exuding a faint light, the coffin was about three meters long, and as soon as it appeared in this world, it exuded terrifying coercion, and there was silence all around.

In this coffin, there is a middle-aged man wearing a gold-rimmed black robe lying horizontally, the middle-aged man's face is like jade, his eyes are closed, and in the sealing hall, there is a gray aura swaying, as if it is a broken candle flame, and the evil aura is awe-inspiring.

However, even though the middle-aged man was dead, the coercion on his body seemed to exist for eternity.

At the moment when the red coffin appeared, the faces of more than a dozen black-robed middle-aged people, including Deacon Lin, became extremely respectful and pious.

Sou!

Deacon Lin flung his right hand lightly, and the red coffin instantly rushed into the sea of blood in the deep pit, sank to the bottom, and disappeared without a trace.

"Array!"

Seeing the red coffin disappear in front of him, Deacon Lin shouted, pinched his hands, and red light flashed in his hands, and the rest of the black-robed people's bodies flew by, flying to the surroundings of the deep pit and the sea of blood, standing still according to a specific position, with words in their mouths, their hands were changing, and the red lights rushed into the sea of blood in the deep pit, intertwined with each other, and formed a densely woven network.

Airplanes! Airplanes!

The blood light became more and more abundant, and finally a blood-colored seal was formed, directly covering the sea of blood in the deep pit, without leaking the slightest breath.

"Close!"

Sou! Sou! Sou!

Deacon Lin's flying body suddenly retreated to the side, and the bodies of the other black-robed people stopped abruptly at the same time, their faces were all slightly pale, as if they had consumed a lot of effort.

Deacon Lin took out a few healing pills from the storage ring, stuffed them into his mouth, and stared at the sky with cold eyes.

The moment the qi and blood rushed out of the deep pit just now, the momentum caused was not small, and he didn't believe that it would not attract the martial artists around him.

Sou! Sou! Sou!

As soon as more than a dozen black-robed people stood still, more than a dozen streamers flew past the sky, almost in the blink of an eye, and they reached the front of Deacon Lin and more than a dozen others.

The dozen or so people who arrived were dressed differently, obviously from different sects, and they were faintly full of vigilance and hostility towards each other.

"Friend, those who see treasures have a share, so it's not good to swallow them alone."

From among these people, an old man with a gloomy face walked out, his eyes were like poisonous snakes spitting out the core, and he said coldly to Deacon Lin.

The others looked at them coldly, obviously thinking that if they could cause the momentum just now, it must be the birth of a treasure, and these black-robed people were standing here, and the treasure was very likely to be obtained by them.

"There are no treasures here, so please leave."

Deacon Lin's voice was hoarse and his eyes were indifferent.

"Really?"

A sneer appeared at the corner of the old man's mouth with a gloomy face, his right hand was bent into a claw, and he shot out with a bang, and the fierce lethality spread, forming a deep Gangyuan.

Click!

Deacon Lin's face was cold, he didn't retreat half a minute, his hands were spread, like a black crow flying through the air, his hands were bent into a snake, and a black spiritual power flew out, directly blasting the dark old man away.

"Poof......

The dark old man's face was horrified, as if he had seen a ghost, although his strength was not the strongest in the ancient battlefield, it was second only to the level of the six giants, and Deacon Lin could defeat him with one move, at least at the level of the six giants.