If unfortunately he does not escape, then only death awaits him, with the ruthlessness of the heavenly ghost, it is impossible to let a person who snatched the blood soul Jiaojiao from his own hands live, and it is difficult to relieve the anger in his heart if he is not torn to pieces.

The three people who snatched the Blood Soul Jiaojiao Horn on the ancient battlefield ran wildly in harmony, Lin Hua, who ran in the front, is now riding a tiger, and the heavenly ghost who is chasing after him is definitely a strong man above the Dragon Secret Realm, if he catches up, then he will die a miserable death, the blood-colored Taiji Diagram rotates rapidly under Lin Hua's feet, attracting the essence of the ground for his own use.

Liangyi step is a powerful step in "Yin Yang Lu", it is an endless step method, Lin Hua has seen Zou Da perform this kind of step, the speed is extremely fast, come and go without a shadow, elusive, Lin Hua was dumbfounded, and now the Liangyi step he has performed is not even one ten-thousandth of Zou Da's, but it is also very fast.

Lin Hua found that in the place where the strongest of the human race was buried, it seemed that he couldn't fly, looking at the heavenly ghost who was chasing after him, he was glad that he couldn't fly, if he could fly, he would have caught up with Lin Hua, and he wouldn't be chasing him on the ground, the person chasing him was not just the heavenly ghost, Lin Hua could vaguely sense that there were still people chasing the heavenly ghost, it should be the human race powerhouse who fought with the heavenly ghost just now.

In the corpse of the Blood Soul Jiao, the blood stained the whole land, and even the monks of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm also participated, snatching the body of the Blood Soul Jiao, for the monks of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, a small part of the corpse of the Blood Soul Jiao can allow them to break through the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm and step into the next realm, which is a fatal temptation for the monks of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, and no one can not be impressed.

With the Blood Soul Jiao as the center, a large number of corpses fell to the ground, snatching the corpse of the Blood Soul Jiao is to take a risk, that is to pay the price of life, the body of the Blood Soul Jiao is still perfectly displayed on the ancient battlefield, it has not been destroyed, no one wants to let anyone touch the corpse of the Blood Soul Jiao first, as long as someone grabs the corpse of the Blood Soul Jiao, there will be several people who will block it together.

In the end, no one can touch the corpse of the Blood Soul Jiao, only people are constantly dying, turning into the dust of history, disappearing into the world, the monk is against the rules of heaven and earth to force forward, so the monastic world is full of fighting, not as peaceful as you imagined, every world is full of struggle, because of interests and bloodshed is commonplace.

"Let's do it together, don't engage in senseless bloody battles with those ghost clan powerhouses, getting the corpse of the Blood Soul Jiao is the key." The Terran powerhouse shouted.

"Let's go together."

The strong men of the human race gathered together, made a strong shot, and rushed towards the corpse of the blood soul Jiao, everyone only had the corpse of the blood soul Jiao in their eyes, and getting the corpse of the blood soul Jiao was the king, the body of the blood soul Jiao was turned into pieces under the full cooperation of the strong people of the human race, and flew out in all directions, the battle of Jiaozuo stopped at this moment, and all the strong men of the human race and the ghost clan began to snatch the fragments of the body of the blood soul Jiao.

"Humble and lowly human beings, hand over the fragments of the corpse of the Blood Soul Jiao in your hands, or you will die without a place to bury." A ghost clan powerhouse shouted.

"Boom"

The reflexive Terran monk who grabbed the corpse of the Blood Soul Jiao was his strongest attack, and the Terran monk who despised him couldn't help but be beaten and flew out, the Terran monk repelled the strong man of the Ghost Clan with one blow, grabbed the fragment of the corpse of the Blood Soul Jiao in his hand and disappeared on the horizon, it was enough to grab the fragment of the corpse of the Blood Soul Jiao, and it was possible to die here if he snatched it greedily.

The purple moon is still hanging high in the sky, the ancient battlefield is ruined and desolate, but a fierce battle broke out because of the Blood Soul Jiao, after the body of the Blood Soul Jiao was shattered, in less than ten minutes, the Terran and the ghost clan who snatched the corpse of the Blood Soul Jiao disappeared under the night sky, and the human race and the ghost clan divided the body of the Blood Soul Jiao and went their separate ways, this battle consumed a lot, and everyone had to rest.

The purple moon and moonlight shine on the ruined ground of the ancient battlefield, and the three black shadows on the horizon are still chasing me and escaping, and the two steps are worthy of the necessary steps for the Yin and Yang ghost master to escape, until now the heavenly ghost has not caught up with Lin Hua, who absconded with money, and the three of them ran quickly on the ancient battlefield, and they didn't know how far they had run, Lin Hua only remembered that he was fleeing towards the center of the ancient battlefield.

I don't know the direction, the surface of the ancient battlefield is quiet and lonely, it looks calm, like the darkness before dawn, as if it is pregnant with a storm, and it is more like opening its bloody mouth and waiting for someone to send it to the door, the whole battlefield is too lonely, which makes people feel inexplicably uneasy, in fact, everyone who enters the ancient battlefield has such feelings.

As the saying goes, people die for money, birds die for food, although the ancient battlefield is full of dangers, although it is very likely that they will die on the ancient battlefield, but every monk knows that if he does not fight, then just rely on his own penance, it is difficult to go further, and there are monks who want to rely on life and death to break through the shackles that plague themselves, and it is easy to stimulate their own potential under life and death, but they have to risk death.

The monk has many difficulties and dangers along the way, and it is normal for you to die by taking a wrong step, but stepping on the path of a monk means that you want to pursue a higher level, want to become a real strongman, and there is no way back.

Lin Hua, who was fleeing, suddenly felt an inexplicable panic in his heart, the monk had a strong sense of good luck and evil, there must be an extremely fierce phenomenon to happen on the ancient battlefield, which would cause the uneasiness in the monk's heart, every monk on the ancient battlefield sensed the uneasiness, and all the monks began to withdraw from the ancient battlefield, and the inexplicable uneasiness made it difficult for the monks present to accept it.

Lin Hua can't retreat, behind him is such a ferocious demon as the Heavenly Ghost, he can only keep moving towards the center of the ancient battlefield, as long as he retreats, only death awaits him, and there may be a chance to survive when he goes in, retreat, there is only a dead end, then it is better to move on.

The black hair fell from the air, and the heavenly ghost pursued the human race in front of him all the way faster than anything, and his heart was aggrieved to death, and the inexplicable uneasiness in his heart was gradually strengthening, looking at the black hair falling from the sky, he also had the psychology of retreating, dying here for the sake of the Blood Soul Jiaojiaojiao, it was not worth it, although the Jiaojiao of the Blood Soul Jiaojiao was precious, it was not as important as himself.

The Heavenly Ghost stopped continuing the pursuit, retreated outward, and looked at the Terran that gradually disappeared in front of him, and he said indignantly: "Humble human, I hope you can get out of the ancient battlefield alive. ”

Lin Hua didn't know that the Heavenly Ghost had retreated, and he was still running away, the black long hair flying in the sky was strange, but he hadn't let him retreat yet, still moving forward was his only purpose now, what was going on on the ancient battlefield, he didn't understand it at all. The black long hair fluttered and fell, and the entire ancient battlefield was shrouded in black terror, without any warning, without any warning, suddenly like a night of spring breeze, it came so suddenly, no one knew where these falling black long hairs came from, where they originated, the ancient battlefield was full of mystery, and what the burial place of the strongest human race was revealing.

The purple moon faded away the strange light, the sky covered the sky with long black hair, rendering the entire sky gray, the crowd of the ancient battlefield quickly fled from the place, breaking out of the ancient battlefield, every monk was inexplicably panicking, God knows what will happen to this ancient battlefield, but every monk is able to sense the uneasy factor is germinating.

"No regrets, go quickly." Tong Tianming pulled his wife and quickly fled from the ancient battlefield.

"Tianming, what the hell is going on, how do I feel that an inexplicable danger is brewing." Xi Wuxian looked at her husband and asked.

The two left quickly, now is not the time to chat, it is imminent to leave the ancient battlefield first, and those who may retreat later will be in danger of death, Lin Hua has no time to withdraw from the ancient battlefield, and the uneasiness in his heart is becoming more and more intense, he knows that staying in the ancient battlefield will endanger his life, and now there is no time to retreat, with the current footsteps, it is difficult to escape from the ancient battlefield in a short time.

"Knock Knock"

The war drums roared, the storm raged on the ancient battlefield, rolling up the ruined armor on the ground and the bones that didn't know how long to stay, Lin Hua's right hand slammed into the ground, containing his powerful blow, making a three-zhang deep hole in the ground, he quickly jumped into the hole, dodging the raging storm on the ancient battlefield, the whistling wind roared at the mouth of the cave, and the whirring sound kept ringing.

The drums of war are beating, the ancient battlefield is not silent, he can clearly hear the neat footsteps on the ancient battlefield, the sound of thousands of troops and horses fighting endlessly, the two armies are fighting, or in the parade, hiding in the cave he can only pray that he will not be involved.

Outside the ancient battlefield, there are human and ghost races standing densely, and now they have heard the abnormal movements on the ancient battlefield, and are curiously looking towards the center of the ancient battlefield, everyone's eyes are flowing with brilliance, and they are performing their own exercises, wanting to break through the illusion and see everything that happened in the ancient battlefield.

A heroic figure stood at the forefront of the ghost clan powerhouse, surrounded by hundreds of ghost clan powerhouses, in his eyes the black light was sheng, trying to see through the changes in the ancient battlefield, although the heavenly ghost strength was outstanding, he could only give up helplessly, the gray world created by the black long hair, even he couldn't see through, "How many corpses of the blood soul Jiao have you grabbed?" The Celestial Ghost asked.

"Nearly half of the corpses of the Blood Soul Jiao were snatched by the human race, and we only grabbed half of the corpses of the Blood Soul Jiao, and the more precious corpses of the Blood Soul Jiao were not snatched." The Blood Ghost, the right-hand man of the Heavenly Ghost, replied.

The Heavenly Ghost had long expected such a result, even if he participated in snatching the corpse of the Blood Soul Jiao, it would not be of great help, at most it would be to grab more of the corpse of the Blood Soul Jiao, there was no greater benefit, but it was a pity that the Jiaojiao of the Blood Soul Jiao was snatched away by a weak and despicable human race.

"You're doing a good job." The heavenly ghost didn't say too much, looking at the changes on the ancient battlefield, he was thinking in his heart.

"Let's go, we should go back, this is not something we can meddle in if we want to, in the next few days, I think there will be more real ghost powerhouses and Terran powerhouses coming, and it is the wisest choice to retreat now" said the person who felt that his strength was insufficient.

Yes, instead of dying here, it is better to leave as soon as possible, the people who are not strong enough to stay here, unless you have enough luck and superb wisdom, you will have the opportunity to get benefits in the burial place of the strongest of the human race, or it is very likely to die here, and the people in front of you are all strong, maybe they can kill you with a wave of their hand, just like a person can easily kill an ant.

Just now, many monks with insufficient strength have retreated, for them, maybe they gave up a good opportunity, or they may have escaped a danger, there is no difference between right and wrong, some are just your own choice, with a large number of relatively weak monks retreating, the remaining monks are obviously much less, and now retreating does not mean that you are weak, and in the end it is impossible to say who will become strong.

Every strong person starts from a weak monk, there is no strong person who is born as a very powerful character, you have to climb up step by step, in order to have the current achievements, the monk is like a boat in the river, if you don't advance, you will retreat, the laws of the world will not change, the survival of the fittest, the elimination of the unfit, although it is very cruel, but it contains endless Tao, not the human race and the ghost race can change.

"Boom Boom"

There are constant movements on the ancient battlefield, is there a strong duel, or is it already happening in the ancient battlefield, the black long hair has been falling, thick together, covering the entire ancient battlefield, Lin Hua who is hiding in the cave can't bear the strange fluctuations emitted by the ancient battlefield, blood flows down the corners of her mouth, he is now trying to maintain his own life, and the fluctuations on the ancient battlefield are eroding his vitality step by step.

"Hurry up, my life force is being stripped away." An elderly monk outside the battlefield screamed in panic.

The strange fluctuations spread, spreading to the outside of the battlefield, the monks standing outside the battlefield are also being deprived of their vitality, and the deprived vitality is quickly gathering towards the battlefield, as if there is a fierce evil to be born, and it is possible that this is the characteristics of the ancient battlefield, Lin Hua, who was hiding in the cave, felt the most profound, his body began to slowly age, his skin began to gradually age, he could see that his hair was turning white, he quickly jumped out of the hiding place, and fled out.

Life is drying up, although Lin Hua used all his strength, he didn't run far before he collapsed, the black long hair was still floating, and he who fell on the battlefield was gradually annihilated, and in the end, only the carpet paved with black long hair was still there, and no other existence could be seen on the ancient battlefield.

The sound of war drums did not stop, resounding throughout the battlefield, the gray sky, the breath of death, at this moment undoubtedly appeared, no one dared to cross the thunder pool at this time, one step heaven, one step hell, dividing the two heavens on the battlefield and outside the battlefield.

The purple moon sank and disappeared into the cave world, a new day began anew, none of the monks waiting outside the ancient battlefield dared to close their eyes and rest, the mutation in the battlefield hooked the heartstrings of all the monks, the night passed, the sound of war drums subsided, the purple sun shone on the entire boundless open battlefield, and black became the main color on the battlefield.

The black long-haired carpet, a withered arm pulled off the black long-haired, the dry and aging body struggled to crawl out of the thick black long-haired carpet, looking at his aging body, Lin Hua was speechless and sat in place.