The soul glanced at Mo Haiya and smiled mysteriously, "Then, now we have officially entered the stage of the Tongxuan Battlefield!"

In an instant, the people in the Tongxuan Labyrinth all disappeared, leaving an empty treasure chest.

Mo Haiya was looking at the Heavenly Death Assimilation Amethyst, and suddenly the surroundings blurred, and a sense of dizziness struck, and then the person came to a strange land.

He looked up and found a magnificent ancient city in front of him.

The walls had long since turned black, as if countless blood had dried on the walls.

The sky was full of dark clouds, and it seemed like a downpour was coming......

There was a moat outside the city gate, and when Mo Haiya walked in, the river had dried up, and the ground was covered with cracked ground and blackened algae......

Yellow sand and thick soil, the endless howling of the wind.

The wind swept up the yellow sand, and when I turned around, I saw the boundless wasteland, dead trees, and black crows......

Many people rushed towards the city, and the wooden bridge gradually crowded and creaked.

Mo Haiya walked on the bridge, and the wooden bridge shook violently.

"Come into the city!"

Mo Haiya was slightly moved, "Those soldiers have empty eyes, they are not living creatures at all, they are just puppets." ”

"Come into town!" the soldier shouted again.

Mo Haiya was pushed forward by the crowd, the city gate opened, and the flow of people continued to pour into the city.

Mo Haiya found that there were more people, no, strictly speaking, there were more people in the Holy Spirit Empire.

It seems that there are more people in the Holy Spirit Empire, and I have heard Xie Junwan say that many mercenary groups also know about the Sword Master's ruins.

Now it seems that there are three or four hundred people in the four major battlefields, and there are only three or four hundred people in this battlefield where Mo Haiya is located.

"Close the door, close the door!" Not long after Mo Haiya entered the city gate, the guards on the city wall shouted to close the gate.

He knew that there were still a dozen people outside who were too far away to come in, when they knocked on the gates and shouted, "Let us in!"

Unfortunately, the expressions of the guards at the gates never changed, as if they could not hear their calls.

Of course, there were also two or three young men, looking at those who slapped at the city gate with disdain, "Cut, if you don't go in, you won't go in, a bunch of cowards!"

"Uncle, I don't think you have to work in vain, we're doing well outside, what are you doing in the nest?"

"That's it, let's go, there is no place to stay here, a group of turtles with shrunken heads!" The young man in the middle was even more energetic.

The three young men crossed their arms around their chests, looking unimpressed.

A few middle-aged people looked back at them, and they were stunned for a moment......

They looked terrified, as if they had seen something terrifying.

The three young men didn't seem to know what was going on, and they boasted vigorously: "Eh, this uncle, don't look at me like this, I'm not so scary, right?"

At this time, the sky suddenly darkened, and the middle-aged man was so frightened that his mouth opened and kept shaking, but he couldn't spit out a word.

"Huh?" Two of the young men seemed to notice something was wrong, and their necks turned stiffly.

"Wow!" their legs went limp, their whole bodies were cold, and they rolled their eyes as if they were about to faint.

The young man standing in the middle looked at his two companions, and his expression finally began to become unnatural, "Hey, you two, don't scare me, don't be a turtle with a shrunken head!"

It seemed that the words "shrunken turtle" were taboo, and a thunderclap sounded behind the young man.

"Let me see what you dare to scare Lao Tzu?" the young man was faintly a little unconfident.

He seemed to muster up the courage to turn around, but he was only halfway through the turn when a black shadow like lightning struck, and he disappeared in an instant.

"Ah!" screamed a dozen people in front of the city gate at the same time.

The people inside the gate had no idea what was happening, just staring blankly at the thick gate.

A round ball fell from the sky and smashed down in the middle of the people in the city, and everyone avoided it.

The tiles cracked, the ball sank into the floor, and someone brave stepped forward to pick up the ball......

"Wow!" many people lost color on the spot, and their faces turned pale!

There were even a few young girls who vomited in fright, and some cried after screaming......

"Head!" Mo Haiya frowned.

The skull had long been unrecognizable, smashed to pieces, very horrible, and disgusting.

Not long after entering the Tongxuan battlefield, he had already killed people, and it was really not simple......

Mo Haiya looked at the soldiers, they were still expressionless, as if this was a stone......

"Ahhh......h Save ......"

At this moment, there was a violent knock on the city gate, even a loud bang.

When all the sounds were over, there was complete silence outside the door......

Mo Haiya only heard a wail for a moment, but it only lasted for a moment, and everything disappeared strangely......

"What the hell is a demonic beast?" Mo Haiya wondered.

At this moment, a few heavy droplets of water floated in the sky, hitting the face and causing pain, making people unconsciously look up.

Mo Haiya covered his forehead with his hand, "This water, it's so ...... sinking"

Everyone was very confused, didn't know what to do, and only felt a little heavy in their hearts.

After a long time, someone couldn't help but move around, but was intercepted by soldiers on both sides.

"The lord of the city, please come over!" said a soldier on an iron-clad warhorse, galloping over, looking around the ground for a while.

The soldiers on both sides made gestures of invitation, and Mo Haiya looked at the city gate, so he followed the cavalry towards the city.

"Who is your city lord?" Mo Haiya asked after him.

The cavalry paid no attention to him, as if he was following the procedure.

There are some people who don't like to follow other people obediently, and the more they walk, the slower they go.

"Settle down, do you think it's safe outside?"

"This is someone else's territory, don't act rashly!"

Some mercenary leaders persuaded those who were not convinced.

Those men looked angrily at the soldiers who walked in unison, and finally walked behind without a snort.

Mo Haiya tried to ask a few more times, but he didn't get a response from the cavalry, he was depressed, what the hell, this Tongxuan battlefield is not the same as he imagined!

An hour later, a group of people came to a statue.

The statue depicts a giant tortoise with a heavy shell, a fierce head, sharp claws, and heavy limbs......

However, what is striking is that on the shell of the giant tortoise, there is a python that spits snake letters......

"Xuanwu?" Everyone was hustling, as if they recognized that this was the mythical and legendary mythical beast Xuanwu!

At this moment, a man floated in mid-air, his robes flying.

"I am the city lord of Xuanwu City, and Xuanwu is an ancient divine beast. But the Divine Beast also has a dark side, and once its dark side appears, it will bring havoc to the living beings!"

"At this time, the thunderstorm is the vision of the evil spirits, and at this time, the moat outside the city is flooded, and the evil spirits are moving in, eyeing my Xuanwu City......"

Mo Haiya listened carefully, but he was confused, did the topic that the city lord said have anything to do with the Tongxuan battlefield?

"Everyone, look at this huge Xuanwu statue, this thing suppresses a trace of Xuanwu Qi, and it can protect my Xuanwu City as solid as gold. However, for thousands of years, the spirit of Xuanwu has become weaker and weaker, and I want to send troops to suppress the evil spirits, but my strength is slightly insufficient. I hope you can help!"

The lord of the castle said his lines mechanically......

"What is the strength of the Xuanwu Demon?" someone asked.

"The evil spirit is originally the dark side of Xuanwu, but the evil spirit here was only born when Xuanwu was young, and his strength is not strong, if it is according to the division standard of the Seven Holy Realms, its strength is in the realm of the Sword Master. The city lord replied in a constant tone.

"Your sister, play Lao Tzu, Sword Master Realm, it would be nice to have a sword hero here!" Many people immediately scolded.

"However, please don't worry, after thousands of years of fighting with us, the evil spirits have long since lost their strength ...... ten."

"Hehe! there is no one in ten, and that is many times more powerful than the top swordsman!" someone sneered.

The city lord was silent for a moment and continued: "Of course, we will not fight unprepared. Another function of the Xuanwu statue is that it can suppress evil spirits, so it is not an exaggeration to describe the strength of evil spirits as not one in a hundred......"

Mo Haiya rolled his eyes, "A monster in the Sword Master Realm, even if it is one percent of its strength, is much stronger than the peak of the ordinary Sword Master Realm......"

"Death in vain, fools do it!" someone scolded.

"If the Xuanwu Evil Spirit dies, its consciousness will be completely erased, and what remains is pure Xuanwu spiritual power. If it is used for cultivation, even if it is used for cultivation, it is better than ordinary people cultivating for a year!" the city lord said stiffly.

"Then as the lord of a city, your strength is definitely not weak, why don't you suppress that evil spirit with your own hands?" someone else questioned.

"I want to mobilize the power of the Xuanwu statue, and I can't leave the city half a step. The city lord said slowly.

Speaking of this, many people were silent, on the one hand, the temptation of the Xuanwu spiritual power, on the other hand, the terrifying strength of the evil spirits, how to choose? This is a difficult problem......

"There is a lot of strength in numbers, and you will die!" shouted some of the mercenary group.

"That's it,, isn't it just for chance?"

More and more cries are being made, and it seems that the suppression of evil spirits is just around the corner.

Mo Haiya remained silent, among these hundreds of people, there was a faint murderous aura, and it seemed that they were all coming for themselves......

"People from the imperial court?" Mo Haiya was a little shocked.

When most of the people are emotionally high, the remaining part of the people will almost be infected, and then only a few people will remain sane......

"Very good, thank you for your assistance! Then, say it in advance, the division of Xuanwu spiritual power depends on the damage you do to the evil spirits...... The weaker the evil spirit, the greater the probability of successful suppression, so please do your best, and when the time comes, the Xuanwu statue will judge who has contributed the most, and then he will get more Xuanwu spiritual power!"

"Good! Kill, kill!" The momentum of the crowd undoubtedly rose to an astonishing height.

Mo Haiya could only bite the bullet, although the Xuanwu spiritual power was very tempting, but he was always a little worried about being stabbed by those few people hiding in the shadows......

But this is actually an opportunity to take the opportunity to find out those people!

Mo Haiya was very helpless, the assimilation of the Heavenly Death Amethyst was not over yet, he had no weapons to use, and he seemed very passive, otherwise those young people would come and kill one by one, and kill one by one!

"Well, when the water overflows the moat, the crusade will begin!" The figure of the city lord swayed, and disappeared after a while, and even Mo Haiya couldn't see how he disappeared......