When a looming half-moon rose to the middle of the sky, Zhou Luo finally came to an end, slowly held his breath, and woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a beautiful figure standing three zhang in front of him, in the cold moonlight, the cold wind, and the cold artistic conception, like a cold sword, thin and thin, and never twisted, standing there quietly.

She turned her back to Zhou Luo, the coolness of the ancient battlefield enveloped her shaved body in a layer of mist, and her waist-length long hair slowly fluttered, and every strand of hair seemed to be born with a fierce sword qi, tearing through the wind and air.

Her plain white dress is like a blooming flower in the middle of the night, cold and bright, light and clear, with a hazy and unpredictable feeling, as if the next moment, it will wither. She just stood quietly, not knowing when she came, as if she was going to grow old.

For a while, Zhou Luo was stupid.

Until the girl turned around and sighed slightly: "Since you have not been poisoned by that man, I am relieved." ”

Those misty and fragmented feelings converged instantly, and all of them converged into a sense of joy, Zhou Luoyin said with a smile: "Thank you to the Golden Cicada Girl Protector, that person was not able to catch up with me, so he naturally left." ”

"Oh?"

Qi Jincian was still standing three zhang away, not advancing or retreating, and Qingmei's face showed a hint of doubt: "Can't catch up with you?" Zhou Daoyou, I don't know which state you are from, which family, there is such an amazing and brilliant person as you, it is really a blessing. ”

Zhou Luo smiled and said: "Didn't the golden cicada girl say that she was joking, the three of you are all real talents, I am more than it, how can I say that I am amazing? Yes, more than that, where are the other two?"

Qi Jincian said: "After scattering, I only saw Senior Brother Yan, I have asked him to find Senior Sister Yingqiong, I will look for you." ”

Zhou Luo stood up, swallowed his breath soothingly, and spit out a mouthful of turbid breath held in his chest, and suddenly felt refreshed, as if the injury had healed eighty or ninety, but there was a warmth in his heart: "Golden cicada girl, if I have been killed by that person......"

"I know you're not that easy to kill. ”

"What if I'm fighting that man?"

"I'll help you. ”

"If you and I join forces, we won't be that opponent, and we will eventually be poisoned together?" Zhou Luo suddenly felt that there was something wrong with this question, and it was very presumptuous to die with a girl's family.

Qi Jincian didn't feel anything at all, and only said lightly: "My sword cultivator, why don't you die?"

Zhou Luo was slightly stunned, and then shook his head and said: "Life is a great luck, death is a big sin, and the living say that they do not hesitate to die is the greatest sin." The road is rough, and if you die once, you won't be there, Golden Cicada girl, why do you have to do this?"

Qi Jincian didn't speak, but moved his fingertips, between his sleeves and robes, a faint golden light, tearing out the wind, was a golden flying sword three feet three feet long, two fingers wide, as thin as cicada wings, as if transparent, sliding in the girl's jade-like palm, and finally straight in the middle of speaking, pointing ahead. There was a slight doubt between her eyebrows, but then there was a faint sword aura, which flashed in her eyes, and slashed this trace of doubt: "Look at my sword, it has always been so straight, it has never changed, and it will not change." ”

Zhou Luo shook his head, not knowing what to say.

The Qi Jin Cicada said again: "I don't know what the purpose of your entry here is, seeing that you are not like the Zuo Dao and the like, it will not be the blood and evil qi here, the deceased Yin Qi refining people, then you must be looking for something, I know that you must not be a child of a family, my vast sword sect is also a famous sect, if you have what you need, I can naturally help you." ”

Zhou Luo was silent for a moment, naturally he wouldn't say that he was here to find the bloody white fungus.

He shook his head and said indifferently: "I only took out a total of twenty square yuan stones, if the girl has a chance, she will return it to me, if not, then give it up." ”

"Well, since you're all right, don't do it. I am the daughter of the Jinding Qiankun Zhengqi of the Sword Sect of Shuzhou Cangmang Lianshan Sword Sect, and my name is Qi Jin Cicada. ”

Zhou Luo smiled faintly: "Taixuan Mountain Zhengyuan Peak Zhengyuanzi is a closed disciple, Zhou Luo." ”

He didn't say much, but turned around calmly and walked straight towards the depths of this ancient battlefield, where the yin qi was thick, and the smell of blood from ancient precipitation permeated the air.

His heart was no longer here, but had flown through dozens of large states and arrived at the distant Taixuan Mountain.

There was a girl in Xuanyi there, with the same cold expression, but a little more gentle, like a light cloud flowing through the dense forest behind Zhengyuan Peak, rolling him back from the lost road to the cottage of the miscellaneous disciples.

She leaned against the tree and blew the flute lightly, her voice was long, and her feelings were long.

Just like that day, Xiao Yin sent him out of Taixuan Mountain, and on this day, he sent him to the depths of the ancient battlefield today. He has a ghost, he is restrained by others, every step is dangerous, and he can still return to Taixuan Mountain to meet that dream-like beautiful girl?

"Shall we see each other again?"

She was in the distant sky, turned her head, and smiled like a flower: "Perhaps...... Yes. ”

10,000 years is too long, life may eventually decay, no one can come, you are not there, the heart is too long, it is a sorrow, there is not much maybe, if the heart is there, you are there. Zhou Luo said to himself in his heart.

......

Some people, even if they are gone, will always be in their memory. For example, the dead ghost father is to Zhou Luo, for example, the voice of Xuanyi Yixiao reveals the feeling of licking calves, maybe she has never met someone she has never met in her life.

Some people, even if they are not in front of them, feel as if they have just said goodbye. For example, the girl in Xuanyi who laughed like a bell in the mist between the mountains of Zhengyuan Peak was to Zhou Luo, and Mu Qingqing of Jiangyun Peak was to Chihuang.

The human heart always has to be filled with something called feelings, which is called the human heart, because it is the real fullness. After leaving Taixuan Mountain, Zhou Luo always had to think about it like this to be satisfied, otherwise he always thought that there was a tablet in his heart, so he almost forgot that his heart was still his own, or people's hearts.

It was already the seventh day since he entered this ancient battlefield.

The night is deep, the moon is cold, and the clouds are light and the wind is not light.

In addition to the fierce battle that just came on the first day, he carefully walked in the thick yin and evil blood qi of the ancient battlefield, and it was surprising that when ordinary qi practitioners arrived in this kind of place, even if they could resist the invasion of yin qi and not be hindered in their mental cultivation, they would not indiscriminately refine the heaven and earth vitality here, because it contained all kinds of negative qi, evil qi, yin qi, evil qi, blood qi, and ghost qi......

If you absorb it, but you don't refine it cleanly, then it will be harmful and harm your own cultivation, which will inevitably be unbeautiful, or even a big disaster.

But Zhou Luo was different, he took care of absorbing and refining by himself, and those negative breaths were so miraculously absorbed that they were all absorbed.

It's those black thunderous breaths.

He discovered that the heart monument in the depths of his soul, the black thunder aura that shrouded him, actually began to slowly penetrate, flowing out from the depths of his soul, and there was a tendency to merge into his body. As soon as his divine sense moved, a thought could bring in his ability to mobilize this breath of Heavenly Dao's supreme silence and thunder, devouring, killing, and refining......

It's horrible.

Even he thinks so.

Below the Yuanying Realm, the masters of the Dan Yuan Realm, whether they have practiced Jin Dan or Yuan Shen, as long as they get close and take a look, they will be directly devoured by him Jin Dan or Yuan Shen and killed completely.

If it is a master of the Yuanying Realm, the flying sword magic weapon sacrificed is a treasure weapon, and it may be able to contend with it, and then escape, as long as it is not a treasure weapon, but a spiritual weapon or a magic weapon, it will be swallowed directly and refined completely.

He had an intuitive feeling that the Heavenly Dao Supreme Silence Thunder had refined these things, and all of them had been eaten by that Heart Monument.

I ate everything that could be eaten, digested it, and the magic weapons above the Yuan Shen and the treasure weapon could not be digested, so I refined it again, and still spit it out, and it was up and down in Zhou Luo's Daoji.

It's horrible. Zhou Luo sighed over and over again.

The heart monument always seemed to be underfed, so Zhou Luo felt more and more that he didn't feel like a person, but like a monster, and even his heart didn't seem to be his own heart.

Dad has been dead for a long time, and it is true that he will never see him again, so he has to think about it over and over again, and think about the girl who leaned on the tree with a long flute in Taixuan Mountain, so as to prove that his heart is still full of people's hearts, so he is still a normal person.

The ground was covered with bones and remnants half-covered by yellow-brown sand, and even some broken fragments, Zhou Luo could see that they were fragments of flying sword magic weapons, most of them were magic weapons, and there were very few spiritual weapons. After all, there are still a few cultivators who will participate in this kind of large-scale war of ordinary people, at most, they are worshiped as guests, and they are worshiped by both sides of the war, and even if they make a move, few of them are willing to give up their lives. The life and death of ordinary people, the abolition of dynasties, and the struggle for hegemony are all illusory for those who cultivate the Tao and practice qi.

The light of the gilded sword tore on the ground, opening a huge long groove, and many bones were lifted up. There was nothing Zhou Luo wanted to see. There are some bones dyed with Yingying's light and fire, that is, the yin qi is attached to the bones, and there is already a trend of spiritualization, if it is collected, it can also be used to refine some magic weapons, but Zhou Luo does not need it.

Suddenly, his heart moved slightly, and he suddenly changed direction, and as soon as the sword light changed, he went in one direction. There, it is already the deepest part of this ancient battlefield.

The sword light escaped for hundreds of miles, and Zhou Luo felt the place where the yin qi was the strongest, so he stopped it.

"Here...... It is almost the core of the entire ancient battlefield, the yin qi is extremely strong, underground, it seems that there is really something, it has been brewing for a long time, if there is nothing I need here, then I probably can't find it. If you really can't find it, then wouldn't it be a bad thing?"

Zhou Luo didn't dare to think about it, if there was really no way, then he could only use dangerous moves, refine and kill the last yin ghost in his body, and try it at the risk of becoming an idiot.