Soon it was dusk, and when the sun set, the evening breeze echoed, and the afterglow of the setting sun reflected the clouds on the horizon red, like the red powder on the cheeks of a deep girl.

The gentle sound of the wind still echoed in his ears, and he leaned on the lonely arms, looking around, only to see the sky floating in the gorgeous sunset, and the late returning geese lined up in a line, flying home in an orderly manner.

Yuan Yang retracted his gaze and said slowly to Feng Jing, who was holding her: "It's almost dark, this ancient battlefield should also arrive, I always feel a very familiar atmosphere, just like the feeling I felt when I first arrived at the ancient battlefield."

Hearing what Yuan Yang said, Feng Silence, who was standing leisurely on the Yunsheng Sword, couldn't help but be together, his eyes stopped on Yuan Yang's body, and said, "What kind of feeling do you say?"

Yuan Yang shook his head slightly, his eyes looked a little dazed: "I don't know, when I was about to approach the ancient battlefield last time, there was an inexplicable aura attacking, I can't tell you about that feeling, in short, the closer I get to the ancient battlefield, the stronger my feeling becomes."

After hearing this, the doubts in his heart were heavier, and seeing that Yuan Yang couldn't explain clearly, he didn't plan to ask again.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yang continued: "It's like there is something hidden in my heart, as soon as I get close to the ancient battlefield, the unknown thing will come out of my body." When Yuan Yang said this, his brows furrowed slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "I didn't pay much attention to this feeling last time, who knew that at this time, the long-lost feeling hit again."

After listening to Yuan Yang's words, Feng Silent groaned for a long time, and then said: "There are many ghosts in this ancient battlefield, and you are the descendant of the corpse chasing clan, I think your physique can sense the yin spirit, so far, you will have such a strange feeling." Speaking of this, Feng Shi's voice changed and he said softly: "Of course, this is also my conjecture."

"Your words are not unreasonable, perhaps as you say." Yuan Yang in Feng Lone's arms nodded and said slowly. Immediately, Yuan Yang looked down at the scene under the sword, at this moment the twilight had fallen, with the help of the dim light, Yuan Yang looked at the ground thousands of feet away from his feet, vague, but he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Soon we will be at the entrance to the Ancient Battlefield." Feng Li's words sounded in his ears, and Yuan Yang slowly raised his head, and said: "The induction of that breath is also getting stronger and stronger, and it won't take long to reach the ancient battlefield."

Feng Silent hummed, and once again sped up the speed of the sword, and the shimmering Yunsheng Sword was like a meteor streaking across the sky, leaving a perfect and evocative trace.

After a moment of time passed, Feng Shi, who was standing on the Yunsheng sword, gently hugged Yuan Yang, who was accustomed to white clothes, lowered his head with a pair of phoenix eyes, and then said: "It's here, let's go down." ”

As soon as the words fell, the white shadow mixed with a faint blue halo floated towards the ground thousands of feet below.

Feng Silence landed lightly, and Yun Sheng's sword floated to the side, standing beside Yuan Yang and Feng Silence. When Feng Silent gently lowered the Yuan Yang to the ground, a somewhat bleak wind blew around him.

The ancient battlefield at night, no matter how you look at it, will feel eerie and terrifying.

"It's still so scary here." After looking around, Yuan Yang suddenly let out a trace of emotion.

Hearing this, Feng Lonely's eyes closed slightly, and he said leisurely: "The yin qi here is extremely heavy, not to mention the night, even the day, this place is extremely eerie and terrifying." ”

Yuan Yang nodded, her eyes were a little trance-like, as if she had suddenly recalled something, and after a while, she said slowly: "I still remember that when I came here with the Yunji Sect, I hadn't yet stepped into the entrance of the ancient battlefield, and there was an earth-shattering crack outside this entrance. ”

When Feng Silent heard this, his eyes fell fixedly on Yuan Yang, he just listened, didn't say anything, and waited patiently for Yuan Yang's next sentence.

Yuan Yang pondered for a moment, her eyes became very dazed, she raised her eyes, and looked at the entrance of the ancient battlefield not far away, at the entrance, the cyan light was constantly circling and entwining, like a never-ending whirlpool, Yuan Yang knew that it was the entrance of the cactus sect that was jointly sealed a few years ago.

After watching it for a long time, Yuan Yang's expression became a little vicissitudes, as if he was sentimental about the past, and as if he was full of endless thoughts about the past.

"I think back to the scene when I first came to this ancient battlefield, when I was captured by Mu Xun of your Winged City of Hope, and Dugu Zisi of Yunji Sect Mirror Water Lake, she is also like me...... Alas, how do I feel as if all this happened yesterday, why is everything changing so fast? Why do some things change in the blink of an eye? ”

Yuan Yang muttered to himself, Feng Lonely listened to it on the side, seeing that Yuan Yang's eyes were a little sad, Feng Shan couldn't help but reach out and gently pat Yuan Yang's back, and said in a very soft voice: "The past is all over, and now I think about it, but it only adds to the sadness, no matter what, we have to look forward, don't we?" ”

After hearing this, Yuan Yang took a deep breath, and then nodded: "That's right, why should I miss those pasts?" I was expelled from the Yunji faction, that was also the mandate of heaven, why did I change against the sky? And I've long been relieved, what's the real difference between the Immortal Dao and the Demon Dao? It's better to keep your heart. ”

Hearing this, the corners of Feng Li's mouth rose inadvertently, and he said in a brisk tone: "If you can think like this, then it is excellent, life is in the world, why bother to be depressed, what is the point of putting so much pressure on yourself?" As soon as the words fell, Feng Lonely gently hugged Yang Yang and said: "You have to remember that now you are the Holy Maiden of the Abyss Pavilion, the Holy Maiden of the Abyss Pavilion, one of the three factions of my Holy Gate, as a Holy Maiden, naturally you should not be so indecisive." ”

After listening to Feng Lone's words, Yuan Yang was stunned at first, raised his eyes, looked at Feng Lone fixedly, and said: "Yes, I am no longer a little disciple who has just entered the realm of cultivation, I have already become the saint of the Abyss Pavilion, I should be calm." After speaking, Yuan Yang exhaled a long breath and nodded: "Let's not talk about this now, let's still look for the Yin Spirit that Ah Qi's predecessor said." ”

Seeing that Yuan Yang was calm, Feng Xiao nodded and said, "What you said is very true, let's do the right thing first." ”

After the two finished speaking, they walked towards the entrance of the ancient battlefield.

The wind is continuous, and there are some fallen leaves floating around, in addition, wisps of blue light are floating in the air, these wisps of blue light, like the soul of a person who has long been gone, fluttering, looking like that, it is very terrifying.

"Can we still get through this entrance?"

When Yuan Yang and Feng Silent walked to the entrance of the ancient battlefield, the two suddenly stopped, and Yuan Yang asked.

Feng Shi stared at the entrance seal in front of him, and then said, "Go in, or you can't get in, I don't know." At this point, Beacon's brows furrowed, and his gaze flew like an arrow of light to another corner.

Seeing him react like this, Yuan Yang was naturally surprised at the moment, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand to grab Feng Lone's arm, and asked with curiosity, "What's wrong?" What do you see? ”

Feng Silent turned his head sideways, his gaze stopped on Yuan Yang's body, and seeing Yuan Yang looking at him blankly, he said slowly: "The place I looked at seemed to have a yin spirit. ”

"Really?" Yuan Yang raised his eyebrows, looking very surprised.

Feng Xiao frowned again, looked at Yuan Yang and said: "You are a descendant of the corpse, I thought you would easily perceive it because of the bloodline factor." ”

Yuan Yang's face was surprised, and he shook his head and said, "But I didn't perceive anything. ”

"So." Feng Silent shook his head, "It's nothing, now let's go over?" ”

Hearing Feng Lin say this, Yuan Yang nodded in agreement, and immediately carried the Yunsheng Sword behind him, walked side by side with Feng Shan, and walked in the direction where Feng Lin was looking.

The ancient battlefield echoed like the sound of the wind crying out of wild ghosts, and from time to time she felt a chill behind her, and every time she noticed this, she looked back with some concern, but every time she turned around, she couldn't see anything.

The two of them walked for a while, only to see a yin spirit suddenly appear in front of them, the yin spirit was floating in the air, his whole body was transparent, and his soul was green at the moment, which looked extremely weird.

"Yin Spirit!" Yuan Yang's breath stagnated, and he quickly blurted out, and at this time, the Yunsheng Sword behind him also sensed, and kept making a clanging sound.

Feng Lin and Yuan Yang glanced at each other, after Yuan Yang comprehended his head, he was about to absorb the breath of the Yin Spirit in front of him, who knew that at this time, a gust of wind blew, and then a strange man's voice came, "Ahahaha, if you want to absorb the aura of my pawn, then you have to ask the King of Yin Spirit!" ”