Chapter 427: The Devil's Killing Field

Roughly scanning the surroundings, there are a lot of remnant weapons and treasures, but the treasure that can obviously surpass this middle sword, Mu Jiuge has not seen it yet.

If you can get such a spiritual soldier in the spirit tomb, it will not be a loss.

But Mu Jiuge always felt that something was missing.

If it weren't for Gu Changhe reminding her of that sentence when she came in, Mu Jiu Ge would probably choose this one and leave, as the courtyard of the Holy Feather Academy, he should be one of the few people who know the Spirit Tomb the most now.

After thinking about it for a while, Mu Jiuge decided to put it on hold for a while, and was not in a hurry to make a decision for the time being.

She could only choose one thing from the mound to go out!

Mu Jiuge left the golden sword and comforted himself silently, maybe there will be something more worth receiving next.

Isn't this a monkey breaking corn?

pit, I hope she doesn't pick the sesame seeds and lose the watermelon in the end.

Mu Jiuge was muttering, a yin wind suddenly hit, and as soon as she turned around, she found that the spiritual mist that had been split by her just now spread out, and it failed to close, and patches of charred black earth appeared.

The originally quiet space seemed to have been suddenly broken, and it became restless, and Mu Jiuge was careless, and was swept away by the sudden yin wind.

In an emergency, she tugged at the black chains that connected the mountains, and then she steadied, swaying on the stone walls of the strange stone spirit soldiers like swings.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous......" There was a false alarm, and Mu Jiuge breathed a sigh of relief.

This area is very unstable, it seems that she is still light-hearted, don't mess around anymore!

Mu Jiuge lowered her eyes and looked down, her whole person was hanging above hundreds of people in the air, and after taking a closer look, her eyes slowly narrowed.

She froze for a few seconds, and then jumped out, hanging on the spirit soldiers on the mountain, the mountain rock, like a monkey, going down like a monkey, tossing and turning for a quarter of an hour, and she landed firmly on the ground at the bottom.

Mu Jiuge got up slowly, looking at everything in front of her, her eyes were stunned for more than ten seconds, motionless.

Because, she didn't know how to describe everything in front of her......

Mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, hell on earth.

Hundreds of meters above the heavenly dome, blocked by white spiritual mist, bamboo shoots dotted with black peaks scattered on the earth, truncated by the heavenly dome, and between these peaks, the earth is a solidified blood red, corpses all over the field, piled up into mountains.

It's like an ancient battlefield!

In front of me, it seems that I can see the tens of thousands of battles, and in my ears, it seems that there are still echoes of roars and the sound of spiritual weapons colliding.

What the hell is this place?

It is more appropriate to say that it is the place where the devil dumps his body.

"Could it be that this is the real spirit mound......" Mu Jiuge's throat was slightly dry and hoarse by the yin wind mixed with the bloody breath.

She now knew why many of the spirit soldiers here were in a broken state, thinking that this place had experienced a battle involving tens of thousands of spirit masters.

Or to put it another way, a massacre!

Her intuition told her that all the corpses here had died at the hands of one person, and these dead spirit masters were not ordinary people!

Looking at the various traces under his feet, Mu Jiuge had to doubt, I was afraid that it was not left over from ancient times.

Mound......

Leaving a legacy, he is the super strong man who indirectly founded the Holy Feather Academy, who is he, and what era is he?

One question after another surged out in Mu Jiuge's mind, and the cool breeze kept blowing, and he suddenly shuddered.

It's no wonder that the Holy Feather Academy doesn't easily open the spirit mound to outsiders...... Mobile phone users please browse and read, and a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.