Chapter Twenty-Eight: Sneak Attack
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The potholed earth, the hideous and huge cracks of the Liaoyuan can be seen everywhere, full of devastation, just like the desolate world after the ancient war.
In this piece of heaven and earth, the pure ancient qi ripples, and even in the air, pieces of majestic and rich ancient qi turn into flowing clouds, swaying and floating.
Here, it is the small world opened up by the ancestors of the human race, which is rich in antiquity, but extremely desolate and silent.
In an unfamiliar area, a beam of light fell from the sky like a meteorite.
At the place where the streamer fell, a figure knelt on one knee with one hand on the ground, and then raised his head slightly, revealing a slightly immature but confident and resolute face, the corners of his mouth rose, and he slowly stood up straight.
This figure is naturally the wind lin teleported from the pentagram.
This space is not very vast, but the scale is several times larger than that of the Star Temple, and after entering, all the participants are randomly assigned, and when dispersed, it seems quite sparse.
"Is this the ancestral land?"
Feng Lin looked at the vast plain in front of him, feeling the desolation between heaven and earth, and his expression gradually became trance-like, but in the next moment, he suddenly realized that the purity of the ancient qi here had reached an extremely terrifying level.
I saw Feng Lin inhale fiercely, and countless pure ancient qi gathered, flowing into his body from his snort, and finally refining through the meridians, pouring into the sea of qi. At the moment, his eyes were shocked, the intensity of the ancient qi here was more than one level higher than that of the outside world, if he could cultivate again for a long time, I am afraid that it would not take him a month to break through the obstacles of the ancient realm, and thus step into the ancient realm of refining, even the divine sea realm, it is not a problem!
However, Fenglin soon discovered the difference in this space, although it is full of antiquity, but there is no life at all, in other words, if you stay here for a long time, no matter what things or living beings, it will not be able to maintain vitality, and after a long time, the vitality will dissipate and gradually decline.
Calming the shock in his eyes, Feng Lin's heart eased slightly, no wonder this ancestral land will only be opened once a year, and even the time to enter it is limited, it turns out that the vitality cannot be maintained here.
Sure enough, everyone was scattered by the pentagram. Fenglin glanced around, and his gaze slowly froze.
As soon as the words fell, the ancestral card suddenly appeared, staying in Fenglin's chest, and in an instant, a message swept into Fenglin's mind from the token.
The Ancestral Plaque will be obtained by every student who enters the Ancestral Land, because this is a token used to collect and calculate the value of Ancestral Qi.
This ancestral land seems to be lifeless and uninhabited, but it is full of countless dangers.
Because, the only way to get the ancestral qi is to kill the "corpse soldiers" in this ancestral land.
The so-called corpse soldiers are a form formed by the illusion of ancestral qi, and there is a trace of ancestral qi condensed in their bodies, if they want to obtain the ancestral qi in their bodies, they can only be absorbed by the ancestral brand by killing them with their strength.
However, the corpse soldiers do not have the slightest intelligence, and they all rely on the idea of guarding, and the general corpse soldier level has the strength of the fifth layer of the Qi Cultivation Realm.
The corpse soldiers fought with obsession, and there was no trace of pain, so even the lowest-level corpse soldiers were not so easy to kill.
According to the information that Feng Lin understands, in addition to the lowest-level corpse soldiers in the ancestral land, there are also corpse generals and corpse kings. As for the strength they have, there is no relevant news in this message, but according to Feng Lin's estimate, the strength of the corpse general should be equivalent to the seventh layer of the Qi Cultivation Realm, and the strength of the Corpse King can only be dealt with by people at the ninth level of the Qi Cultivation Realm.
"Huh?"
And just when Feng Lin felt the information from the ancestral card, he unexpectedly discovered that in addition to these three levels of corpse soldiers, there were also terrifying existences such as the Corpse Emperor and even the Corpse Demon!
It is said that the Corpse Emperor and the Corpse Demon have given birth to some spiritual intelligence, and they are good at concealment, in addition to being extremely difficult to find, it is also quite difficult to successfully kill them.
If some students who have not yet stepped into the ancient realm are unfortunate enough to encounter them, they can only escape quickly, because those monsters will not hesitate to attack when they see that there are foreign invaders, and in the face of such a terrible existence, those students with low strength can only helplessly smash the ancestral card and teleport out.
Correspondingly, crushing the ancestral card means giving up absorbing the ancestral qi, and also losing the qualification to be promoted to the inner court.
However, there are also some students who come here and directly choose a hidden place to avoid disputes, absorb the ancient qi here, and then break through the cultivation.
Therefore, over the years, few students have provoked these two types of corpse soldiers, because that kind of terrifying power is not something they can resist at all.
However, these two types of corpse soldiers, the number of ancestral qi possessed, is also extremely terrifying, once absorbed by the ancestral brand, the numerical advantage, in an instant, will surpass everyone, leap to the top, and become the most dazzling student in this conference.
The final criterion is the number of ancestral qi in each person's ancestral card, the more people there are, the more people who infuse the body with ancestral qi, the number of infused ancestral qi will also become a lot, and even the probability of opening the power of the bloodline will surpass that of ordinary people.
Feng Lin held the ancestral card on his chest, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily flashed a wry smile.
In this way, this ancestor worship conference is indeed very dangerous, the ancestral card is an extremely precious thing for everyone, and the way to obtain this ancestral qi is nothing more than two, in addition to killing the corpse soldiers, it is to forcibly seize the ancestral card on the other students, absorb the ancestral qi in their hands, and finally convert it into the number they have.
Therefore, here, there is only a relatively large probability of success in the group. If you act alone, in addition to some corpse soldiers, you have to face other students who are eyeing you, which is also extremely dangerous.
As soon as he thought of this, Feng Lin began to worry about Ji Ling and them, right now, they had not yet stepped into the ancient realm, if they met Mu Feng and some other top Tianjiao of the Three Academies, their situation would also become very dangerous.
"Whew..."
Taking a deep breath, Feng Lin stared at the ancestral card, where... There was a flash of red light.
Among the ancestral cards, you can sense the nearby students of the same camp, and according to the direction depicted above, Fenglin does not hesitate to sweep towards the distance.
The most important thing at the moment is to gather everyone in the Herringbone Academy as soon as possible, so it will be relatively easy to act in the ancestral land this time.
In the midst of the rush, Feng Lin looked at the distant sky, and suddenly a touch of fiery color swelled up.
"So... Let me see how wonderful this ancestor worship conference is. ā
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In the vast plain, Fenglin's figure swept away rapidly, and the whistling wind resounded around his body.
And just as the wind was passing by, there was suddenly a rapid sound of breaking wind in this piece of heaven and earth, carrying a trace of dangerous aura, coming from behind him.
The moment the sound of breaking wind sounded, Feng Lin's complexion changed, and then the cold ancient qi in his palm rose, and he slapped it towards his back violently.
The body was tilted, and at this time, Feng Lin's palm was holding a golden arrow, if he hadn't reacted too quickly, he would have been shot by this arrow at this moment, and he was seriously injured.
His face was cold, and Feng Lin's gaze suddenly surged with a trace of anger, and he immediately shot towards a stone peak lined with strange rocks, and the chill of anger suddenly sounded from this plain.
"It's also a student in the Xingchen Academy, and your Excellency is secretly attacking like this, I'm afraid it's not good, right?"
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... To be continued