After Yan Xing entered the white vortex in the sky, he felt a strong dizziness.

He was no stranger to this feeling, every time he entered and exited the Dragon Gorge, it was said that this feeling was brought about by spatial migration and distortion, but this time it was stronger than before, and even Yan Xing had to close his eyes and endure it.

"The ancient battlefield is a half-plane belonging to the Eastern Dry Realm, but why do you want to move to such a distant space? Yan Xing thought silently.

I don't know how long it took, maybe a day, a few months, maybe a few years, the migration of space had made Yan Xing lose his sense of time, and when he woke up, he found that he was already lying on a red earth.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a dusk dome, no sun and no clouds, just an eternally dusk sky, not beautiful but with an inexplicable magic, like a withered old man, decadent and decaying.

Yan Xing slowly got up, he shook the reddish-brown dust on his body, and looked into the distance.

The hills and ravines are undulating, the broken walls are sometimes broken, but there are no dotted plants and life, the earth is desolate and dead, the red soil, and the reddish-brown rocks bring depression and silence.

The vast expanse of the earth, utterly empty, showed no signs of life, and farther away were only bare rocky mountains dotting the horizon. This is a barren land, uninhabited and lifeless, and a lifeless Gobi.

Call...

The breeze was blowing, and there was a faint and unique smell in the air, and I couldn't tell what the smell was, but it made Yan Xing feel a little uncomfortable.

"Is this the Ancient Battlefield?" Yan Xing looked at the depressed world.

In the past, countless strong people fought bloodily here, and countless cultivators' efforts for hundreds of years finally turned into a pinch of loess, Yan Xing thought of this, and there seemed to be a tragic scene of flying immortals falling, gods and demons roaring, and corpses as far as the eye could see.

Sadness, resentment, unwillingness, relief, all kinds of emotions that came out of nowhere affected Yan Xing, and his mood became heavy, but he ran the Drifting Cloud Technique in time, and his mood fluctuations tended to normal.

There is something in this ancient battlefield that can stir people's souls to imagine what happened back then.

"The dead don't leave a memory or anything like that, I think it's only because of the environment here. ”

Yan Xing comforted himself like this, but he clearly remembered what happened in the human village in the Dragon Domain, which made him feel a chill even more, was the dead creature really dead?

If you come here, you will be safe, but when she thought that there were still a few old monsters in the Yuan Infant Stage squatting outside the ancient battlefield, Yan Xing was big for a while.

"This time I can be regarded as provoking a few great powers, the bald donkey of Buddhism, the female killer of Tianluo, and the most terrifying mystery......" Yan Xing wanted to cry without tears, what is the difference between his own cultivation to provoke those people and looking for death.

Fortunately, the future is not a dead end, the Phoenix Clan, the sworn enemy of the Dragon Clan, did not mix in that occasion, the Xu family did not come to find unhappiness, and the desire of several other forces to catch themselves does not seem to be so strong, and when they return to the Eastern Continent in the future, everyone may not shout to arrest them, and they can stay in the ancient battlefield for five hundred years, and then go out when the next ancient battlefield opens, although it will take a long time, but at least it can ensure the safety of the dragon.

Yan Xing touched his chin anthropomorphically and thought about the current situation for a while, and finally sighed, shook his head and said, "Alas, what kind of crime have I suffered." ”

......

Yan Xing didn't fly long before he landed, quietly hiding behind a huge dark brown rock.

Woo...

The long and dull sound of the horn came from a distance, and the terrifying sound shook the air into ripples like water, Yan Xing was like being hit in the back of the head by a giant hammer, and almost fell to the ground, the blood in his whole body flowed rapidly, his heart beat wildly as if it was about to explode, and the strong sound wave almost killed Yan Xing.

A huge horn like a mountain flew from a distance to a farther away, and Yan Xing no longer knew how to describe what he saw. I only know that where the horn passed, the Gobi was shattered, the hills exploded, but the sound of the horn was still continuous, destroying everything.

It wasn't until the sound of the horn was completely away that Yan Xing got up from the ground, if he had sweat glands, his back would have been covered with cold sweat.

The sound of the trumpet is incredibly powerful, and if you get any closer to the horn, you will never recover.

Yan Xing couldn't calm down for a long time, you must know that the body of the dragon clan is quite strong, and the sound wave from so far away shook himself out of internal injuries, if he was a human, he would have been exposed to the wilderness now.

"Could it be the magic weapon of the ancient powerhouse?" Yan Xing felt creepy.

I don't know how many years have passed since ancient times, but the weapons of the ancients have not rested with them, wandering around the ancient battlefield like lonely ghosts, and the mountains and ground cracks everywhere they go, making the entire battlefield full of killing machines, and people will fall into a desperate situation if they are not careful.

Yan Xing calmed down and left in the opposite direction of the horn.

Fortunately, along the way, Yan Xing did not encounter such a terrifying thing as just now, only endless brown mountain stones.

I don't know how many immortals were buried in the ancient battlefield in the past, and occasionally you can see some weathered broken weapons, they are all forged by ancient gods, although they are now corroded by the wind and sand, Yan Xing still doesn't dare to collect them.

The unique aura in the air and the brown rocks made people feel oppressive, and Yan Xing could vaguely feel that the land of the ancient battlefield was soaked in powerful blood, and there was still a familiar aura left in it, which should be the blood of the ancestors of the dragon clan.

"What are the former powers involved in this war? ”

Yan Xing carefully observed the world, and the more he discovered, the more doubts he had.

"Huh?" Yan Xing suddenly sensed movement in the distance, and to be on the safe side, he landed on a mountain peak, found a rock to hide, and observed the situation in the distance with bated breath.

Several cyan rays of light streaked across the sky, rushing straight towards Yan Xing, I don't know if it was intentional or coincidental, the light slowed down as it approached Yan Xing's position, and finally stopped in the air.

Only then did Yan Xing see the true face of the retreat, dozens of people stepped on long swords, wearing all the same color of green clothes, they were all born with bones, and the long wind blew their clothes fluttering, adding a wisp of fairy energy to them that was free from the world, and adding a touch of color to this depressed ancient battlefield.

Yan Xing suddenly became alert, these people's realms are not low, they are all approaching the Maikun stage, and the man and woman led by them have broken through to the Maikun stage, and they are the top people in their generation.

More importantly, he recognized these people, they were the disciples of the Glass Sword Sect who had entered the ancient battlefield this time.

"Strange, the person I saved said that the cultivation of people who were too high in the ancient battlefield would be suppressed in the Triple Heaven of the Pulse Kun Stage, and they would not be able to enter the Ancient Battlefield in the Yuan Infant Stage, so why didn't the Glass Sword Sect choose a person who reached this level of realm to protect these people, but instead let the younger generation come in alone to explore? Aren't you afraid of the entire army being wiped out. ”

Yan Xing felt very unusual, these people were the future pillars of their sect, there was no reason why the sect should not protect them, could it be that there was something hidden in them that he didn't know.

"Senior Sister Yan, are you sure about the direction?" said the young man who was the leader looked at a woman behind him.

"There's no mistake, I've marked my brother's token, it should be around here. The woman's voice beside the young man was full of anxiety, and she seemed very uneasy.

"Senior sister, don't worry, with the strength of the senior brother, no one in his generation can help him. The young man smiled and comforted her.

After the woman hummed softly, she asked the beautiful woman at the head, "Senior sister, do you know why my brother didn't come with me?"

The person called Senior Sister shook his head and said, "Yan Gongxing, that guy didn't know where he had gone, and he said that he was going to drink with his friends before leaving, and then there was no news." ”

When Senior Sister Yan heard Senior Sister say this, the sadness on her face became even thicker.

The more Yan Xing listened, the more wrong he became, he vaguely understood something, and this matter had a lot to do with him.

The person he saved before was named Yan Gongxing, and he was actually the senior brother of the younger generation of the Glass Sword Sect!

His sister marked his token, and after entering the ancient battlefield, these people searched all the way, and he was holding his token, doesn't that mean that these people are coming for him?!

Damn, I was cheated unintentionally! Yan Xing almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

At the moment, he has nowhere to hide, and even if he throws the token, it will be too late, if these people know that their senior brother's token is here, they will simply jump into the Yellow River and not be able to wash it.

Explain to them what happened, although it was such an incident, but if you say it, others will believe it, and Yan Xing finally understands what it means to be dumb and suffer from coptis and can't say it.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's split up, Senior Brother...... It should be around here. ”

After the leader of the young man gave the order, the rest of the people flew in all directions, leaving only the senior sister Yan and a man and a woman in the lead.

Yan Xing breathed a sigh of relief, his realm was only the Soul Gathering Seven Heavens, and his strength was barely comparable to that of humans who had just entered the Maikun Stage, and the dispersion of these people undoubtedly reduced his pressure.

He took out the ancient battlefield token, and carefully probed it with Zhen Yuanzai, and found a mark, Yan Xing secretly said in his heart that next time, he must carefully check what others gave, so as not to appear like this again, and then erase the mark.

"Oh no, the mark is gone. Senior Sister Yan exclaimed.

The expressions of several people suddenly became solemn, and with a flash of inspiration, each of them had an extra long sword in their hands, ready for battle.

It seems that it can't be hidden, Yan Xing said secretly.

He stepped out from behind the stone, and with a wave of his wings, he flew into the air, appearing in front of the three members of the Glass Sword Sect without disguise.

Yan Xing was already prepared when he erased the mark, of course, not only to prepare for battle, but more importantly, to narrow the other party's misunderstanding of him.

The three members of the Glass Sword Sect were all stunned when they saw the white young dragon, they originally thought that they would track down a powerful person from scattered cultivation or other forces, but they never expected that it was this young dragon that escaped from the hands of several Yuan Infant powerhouses.

"Could it be..."Several people quickly connected a series of keywords, and immediately constructed the same situation in their minds - this dragon killed the senior brother in some way, and then robbed him of his token!

Senior Sister Yan's emotions suddenly lost control, and she screamed, "Brute, you actually..."

"As I expected. A sly smile rose at the corner of Yan Xing's mouth, but he immediately concealed it, and the reaction of these people was the same as he expected.

Before she could finish speaking, Yan Xing's Long Wei had already enveloped the three of them, and the sudden racial suppression caught the three of them off guard, and Senior Sister Yan swallowed back the words that came to her mouth.

As long as she doesn't let her talk to death, she has a chance.

"Your senior brother is still alive and well, the person who is not good for him is not me, wait until you go back and ask him yourself. ”

After Yan Xing said this, he flew away without looking back, and left the three of them far behind as fast as he could, letting them react slowly, and he slipped away first.

(To be continued)