The years have passed, and the dusk sky of the ancient battlefield has not changed for thousands of years, but it is a little dim at the moment, and it seems that the long night is coming.

The cold outside the style that blew from the distance of the boundless earth was Yan Xing's dragon physique, and they all felt a biting coldness.

Goo.

Yan Xing swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked at the corpse not far away, and panicked in his heart.

The corpse remained motionless, the white and red shroud seemed to evoke fear, and everyone fell into an eerie silence.

There was darkness in the cracks under the corpse, and the bone-chilling yin wind blew out of it, as if to take away the souls of people, the darkness was extremely deep, and I don't know what more terrifying things were buried below, as if connected to the yin.

Yan Xing noticed that the woman's face was pale, and there was a fear in her eyes that could not be concealed at all.

"I actually bumped into it... The elder didn't lie to me, you really can't mess around in the ancient battlefield. She muttered softly, but her voice trembled uncontrollably, and finally she sobbed softly.

There were people crying in despair in the strange silence, casting a shadow on everyone's mood, fear spread like a plague, although Yan Xing didn't know why the woman was crying, but there were really not many things that could make her so desperate at the moment.

"No, it can't be. ”

The young dragon who was still facing each other just now seemed to not exist in her eyes at all, and she hurriedly took out a flying boat from the storage bag, decisively gave up the sword technique, and drove the flying boat like this, fleeing into the distance without looking back.

She injected the true yuan in her body into the flying boat as if she was dying, as if there was a Hades talisman behind her, she fled frantically, and soon flew out for thousands of meters, but everyone felt like a fish caught ashore in the final struggle.

Call...

The yin wind blew stronger and stronger, and a yellowish old white satin blew out of the cracks, and the texture of the white satin was very similar to the shroud on the corpse, or it was simply a part of the shroud, but it was blown out by the yin wind at this time.

The white satin fluttered around with the yin wind, and it was very strange to float in the direction of the woman, the whole process was very natural, but everyone was almost suffocated when they saw it.

The shroud on the corpse is too old to rot a long time ago, and now the corpse has been accidentally beaten out and the shroud cannot last long, and the white satin is simply from the end of the shroud, and the entire shroud is rotten and broken under the action of the yin wind!

Yan Xing didn't say a word, turned around and fled.

"Run!" one screamed in horror, while the others tried their best to save their lives and fled frantically.

This corpse must be a relic of ancient times, and I don't know what kind of horror will happen to it, but if the shroud is completely broken, something ominous will happen when the corpse is completely born.

This was once a battlefield, the battlefield was ruthless in killing, and the people who could be buried under the shroud after death must not be small people, and the powerful corpses would have some spirituality, and no one could say what would happen.

Metaphysical speaking, dying on the battlefield is already resentful, and the shroud is equivalent to a coffin, if the coffin is broken, there is nowhere to live after death, and death is not peaceful, it is definitely a great taboo...

Yan Xing's speed was fast, and he quickly caught up with the woman from the Glass Sword Sect.

This woman obviously knows something, which means that she is the fastest runner, and she has a better chance of surviving with her, and maybe someone will help her back when the time comes.

Rumble!

Finally, the mutation has finally happened.

The powerful yin qi burst out from the corpse, and the sky-rushing evil qi turned the surroundings into Yama Hell!

Even after flying so far, Yan Xing still felt as if his heart had been pierced, his brain was stunned, and his whole body lost control and fell to the ground.

The true yuan in the other people's bodies was suddenly confused, no matter what means they used to escape, they all fell to the ground, the flying boat lost control, some magic weapons almost exploded, and the people behind could feel the desperate breath, Yan Xing could already hear their low cries.

The air within a radius of ten miles seemed to be frozen, and no matter how hard Yan Xing tried, his body couldn't move at all, as if he was imprisoned in this space, and finally it was impossible to escape.

"It's over, we're all going to die. ”

The woman finally couldn't hold back her tears, even though Yan Xing couldn't see her face and felt the deep despair.

"Tell me what you know, maybe we can get out. ”

At the moment of life and death, Yan Xing also temporarily put aside the contradiction and took the initiative to join forces with her to escape from this place.

"No one can escape from here. ”

The woman's psyche had collapsed, she had fallen into complete despair, and she cried even more patheticly, sounding like the whimper of an unjust soul, desolate and sad.

After she calmed down a little, she said: "The ancient battlefield is a land of right and wrong where countless powers are buried, no one knows what happened in the past, and now this is a blood-stained demonic land, which cannot be desecrated, if you provoke something underground, a catastrophe will occur, and every time you can leave the ancient battlefield, only thirty percent of the people you came in to." ”

"The elder instructed me not to make a big move in the ancient battlefield, the killing aura here has not dissipated for tens of thousands of years, and the fight may lead to some bad things, but I didn't take it to heart......"

Yan Xing changed color when he heard this, every time he went out alive, there were only thirty percent of the original people, so did the other people die because they encountered this kind of thing?!

He forced to calm down, at this time, he must not mess up, he has not encountered a similar situation, there must be a way to escape.

Yan Xing comforted her and said: "This is not a dead end, since you elders know that there is a great danger underground, then someone must have survived the catastrophe, and we still have a life." ”

Boom!

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth shook, and the sound exploded in his ears like thunder, and Yan Xing felt that his head was about to explode, and let out a low roar of pain.

The other people were in a worse condition, the woman next to her was coughing up blood from the shock, and the people behind were also wailing and suffering greatly.

"What happened. Because she was confined, Yan Xing turned her back to the direction of the corpse and couldn't see what was happening behind her, while the woman could barely see it.

"It's... It ...... "Her eyes seemed to pop out of their sockets, her mouth wide open, and she spoke incoherently.

"It stood up. Yan Xing has never seen anyone's face as white as she is now, as if there are no blood vessels at all, only a layer of skin that has been peeled off, and it is best to say that her face is a blank piece of paper.

"It's checking the body on its own. ”

"It doesn't have a head, it can't touch its own head..."

She seemed to be frightened, and coldly recounted everything she saw, but it made Yan Xing feel an unprecedented chill, and her soul was about to be frozen.

Rumble!

The corpse seemed to be stimulated, and its aura suddenly became more terrifying, as if the entire space was squeezing inward, Yan Xing felt a sweetness in his throat and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The aura of this corpse is far superior to that of the dragon drawn by the patriarch Jiang Yi! God knows what kind of strong cultivation it was during its lifetime, and one thing is certain, even the strongest people in the Eastern Cadre Realm cannot defeat it now.

The corpse was dancing wildly, like a mad demon god performing some kind of ritual, its hand hammering on its chest, like the rumbling sound of the thunder of the Nine Heavens, and as soon as it stomped its foot, the blood-colored earth cracked and collapsed, like the end of the world.

After a while, it stopped, the earth stopped trembling, and everything fell into a deathly silence.

"Ah!" the woman looked like she was even more frightened, and her eyes were about to split.

Yan Xing just wanted to ask what was going on, but he heard an even more terrible and painful scream from behind, the man screamed hoarsely, and it was hard to imagine how much pain he had endured.

But soon it was silent again.

It twisted its head off. The woman said with tears in her voice, as she witnessed the tragic death of a living person in front of her eyes.

Yan Xing's scalp tingled when he heard this, and he couldn't be calm anymore.

"There must be some way to break the deadlock. Yan Xing began to think about what other means of saving his life were on his body.

One is the Tongtian jade card, if you have a chance to break free from the confinement of the aura, you can let Tongtian save yourself, but the probability of breaking free is very low.

There is also the bronze Yue obtained from the yozuka, once Yan Xing used it to resist the patriarch's divine sense, it is difficult to estimate its true power, if it can be urged, maybe it can cut the consciousness of this corpse, so that he has a trace of the possibility of escaping.

Thinking of this, Yan Xing's Yuan Shen immediately began to try to attract the bronze Yue, and did not hesitate to draw out the Origin Dragon Qi in the Dan Shell to nourish it, just to revive it.

There were two more short screams behind him, and then there was no sound, and in just a few minutes, all three people died, and the way of death was extremely painful, and their heads were twisted off alive.

Click.

The corpse trampled on the red earth and walked slowly towards Yan Xing.

Time seemed to have stopped, and the approaching footsteps seemed to be a death knell, Yan Xing felt that he could hardly breathe, and Yuan Shen still did not give up his efforts.

"We're all going to die. She muttered, tears streaming from her eyes.

The cultivator struggles with time all her life, just to fight for the destiny of heaven and live with the sky, and she has not even spent the most fragrant years, she is about to die, die on this demonic land, and there is no peace.