Chapter 15: The Northlands
Zhen Shuai and Ziying came all the way to the edge of the so-called main battlefield unimpeded, a monstrous demonic aura and pure aura converged into a nightmarish dark cloud, a large number of lightning almost rear-ended continuous falling to the ground, a huge circular pit like the most serious pimples coiled the earth, countless beyond human imagination of the giant magic array remnants wantonly fell in several layers of stacked mountains of corpses, the thick black and viscous liquid converged into a river of desolate evil and spread into the distance, this terrifying vision and the extremely thick demonic aura made Zhen Shuai couldn't help frowning tightly。 Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
"This is the main battlefield of the Great War of Ancient Gods and Demons, how many years have passed, and it is still as uncorrupted as yesterday!" Zhen Shuai said in shock.
"These corpses are the top existence of the gods and demons and the human race at that time, the flesh has long been refined to the state of immortality, although the soul is not there, but the bones are not cold, if it is not too long, this place will be presented to us as if it just happened. Purple Shadow explained with a melancholy face.
Zhen Shuai opened his consciousness and vision with all his might, and found many things in the corpse hill that made him extremely excited.
There are still remnants of magic weapons, although the spirituality is lost, but the materials for refining magic weapons cannot be wasted.
Zhen Shuai thought of this, and with a low shout with his right hand and fingers, a defensive light curtain composed of thousands of layers of Xuanhuo cover, which can be called grand, instantly surged out, and at the same time, the terrifying electric snake arc flashed to make Zhen Shuai look even more immortal and mysterious.
The purple shadow just reacted and wanted to stop it, but he gritted his teeth and closed his lips, the corners of Zhen Shuai's mouth with his back to the purple shadow curled slightly, and his figure swept into the range of dark clouds with a flash.
A huge arc of electricity shot down from the sky, accurately bombarding the thunder attribute Xuanhuo cover held up by Zhen Shuai, Zhen Shuai only felt numb all over his body, and his mana was suddenly consumed by more than one-tenth of the power of resisting lightning strikes.
In the demon refining furnace, Zhen Shuai has used the Dark Dragon Devouring Flame and Nameless Karmic Fire to repeatedly refine the mana in his body until he can no longer condense and compress it, and the mana after advancing to the Yuan Infant is naturally thick and condensed to the extreme, which is not comparable to ordinary Yuan Infant Stage monks at all, and even the human gods of the Transformation Stage have to sigh, but this ordinary lightning strike makes the mana consume so quickly, that is to say, Zhen Shuai, who is wearing the thunder attribute Xuanhuo Cover, must leave the main battlefield if he bears a maximum of 10 lightning strikes.
The complex trade-offs and thoughts in Zhen Shuai's mind passed in a second, and immediately turned into a trail of light that stabbed down from the sky above the main battlefield, and almost flew over the ground like a close flight to the ground, and many lights and shadows flashed in the hill of corpses, and Zhen Shuai showed greed and ecstasy.
But there was a strange buzz suddenly from the dark clouds, and the turbulent dark clouds seemed to be boiling, and several bolts of lightning as thick as a building rushed towards Zhen Shuai who was flying below.
Zhen Shuai was startled when he saw this, but Zhen Shuai, who was quick-thinking, dodged in a place where a giant magic circle resembled an array eye, raised his hand to erect a three-story tall magic weapon similar to a metal pillar, and hurriedly flew backwards, and then the huge thick lightning beam took the lead in bombarding the metal pillar, and the surging current directly turned the metal pillar into flying ash, and instantly disappeared on the ground, Zhen Shuai just flew out dozens of meters away, and a terrifying energy exploded at the moment when the arc entered the ground, Zhen Shuai's figure was instantly swept by energy ripples, and then disappeared in the thick smoke and dust。
"Even the breath has dissipated, this guy is really stupid and bold, I really don't know how Brother Nianqing could die in the hands of such a person. ”
A young child's voice came out beside the purple shadow, and a delicate girl who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old appeared with big eyes, the girl was wearing a set of tender green silk clothes, her breasts were a little too developed, her slender and white long legs were extremely attractive under the skirt, and her innocent face was flawless, and she looked like she would inevitably bring disaster to the country and the people when she grew up.
"Hmph, maybe it's just a coincidence, and the battle doesn't rely on mana to decide everything. ”
A man dressed in black who was carved out of a mold with the anniversary flashed out in a black light, and the sinister smile on his face was even better than the anniversary celebration, and he smiled wildly and uninhibitedly: "The anniversary celebration is too underestimating the enemy, defeated in the hands of a junior in the Dan period, and it also makes people advance to the Yuan Infant by chance, it is really an eye-opener, if that kid is not dead, I really want to thank him." ”
"Bastard! If your brother knows something, he won't let you go! This time I'll teach you a lesson, remember to be virtuous when you speak!"
An old voice flashed, and the man in black was suddenly restrained in place by a powerful oppressive force, and a strange giant light hand grabbed it, and the purple shadow and the tender green girl passed through the light hand without being affected in the slightest, but the man in black spit out a mouthful of essence blood and screamed and was slapped on the ground, and was deeply embedded in the ground several meters deep, which shows how powerful the light hand is.
"Father!"
The tender green woman knelt down on one knee with a grim face and bowed to the void.
"Why did the old immortal arrive so quickly!" the man in black said with a vicious expression.
"Boom" The bare hand pressed again, and the bones of the man in black were shattered and made a terrifying crisp sound, and the essence blood in his mouth spurted out again and again, and it took a while to breathe a sigh of relief and said: "I was wrong, father, spare me1"
"Father, why did your old man get out of the customs so quickly?" the young green girl hurriedly asked.
"Hmph, my Northern Ice Emperor's son has been killed, what mood do I have to retreat?!" A cloud-robed old man with a childish face crossed out of the void, and the temperature around him dropped to freezing point at the moment he appeared, and just the mana it emitted made snowflakes begin to drift in the surrounding air. "If this revenge is not avenged, how can my Bingxuan Imperial Clan gain a foothold in the north?"
The appearance of the old man in the cloud robe is the first major immortal cultivation family in the northern realm of the Megatron Bing Xuan Imperial Family, the scale of this family is extremely large, and because of the inheritance of the royal family Bing Xuan who dominates the northern realm, there is an endless stream of strong people in the family, although there has been a decadent period of a hundred years, but since the old man in the cloud robe advanced to the god stage, his three children have advanced to the Yuan Infant at an astonishing speed, coupled with a large number of Yuan Babies and monks in the Dan period within the family in recent decades, the name of the first family in the North has fallen on the head of the Bing Xuan Imperial Family again, if there is no accident, the Bing Xuan Imperial Family will be an unrivaled super family for thousands of years。
"Purple Shadow, how is your father doing?"
The old man in the cloud robe saw that the color behind the purple shadow was obviously relaxed, and asked with amiable concern, and at the same time withdrew his bare hand with a wave of his hand, and the man in black took a mouthful and hurriedly swallowed an ice moisturizing pill to meditate and breathe.
"My father is also in retreat, and I believe that it is only a matter of time before he is in the middle stage of advanced godification. Purple Shadow replied in a humble tone, without the slightest hint of humility on his face.
"Okay, well, with the cooperation of the two major families in my northern realm, even if I win the Central Plains, it is just around the corner. The old man in the cloud robe changed his words, and said with a little sadness: "Ziying, I didn't expect such a tragic thing to happen a few days ago, that kid in Nianqing was competitive and fell in the fight with others, causing you to be separated by yin and yang, this enemy Zhou Yi will return you justice." ”
Zhou Yi's face showed the slightest hideous color, and the majestic mana instantly spread the slightly old voice: "The Bingxuan Imperial Clan is doing business here, and no one has to leave the Falling Soul Valley at the same speed!"
The originally silent Falling Soul Valley suddenly jumped up, a large number of cultivators who couldn't hide turned into hundreds of frightened rainbows and fled, and some spirit beasts and spirit insects that were not weak also flew out of the nest and left the place where Zhou Yi and the others were far away.
Zhou Yi turned his head to Ziying and said, "Ziying, when the old man kills this son, I will let Lian Qing marry you instead of Nianqing!"
Without waiting for Ziying to make any objections, Zhou Yi shouted coldly: "Zhen Shuai, come out quickly and die! Do you want the old man to drive you out?!"
Purple Shadow and the others were all stunned when they heard this, and all their divine senses and eyes were focused on the place where the lightning strike that had dissipated fell, but they couldn't see anything abnormal at all.
"The great god of the god transformation period is actually here in person, my Zhen Shuai's face is really not small!"
Zhen Shuai's figure appeared on a hill of bones after a trance, and there was no injury on his body, and those lightning strikes that targeted him no longer fell, and the most bizarre thing was that in addition to Zhou Yi, the great god of the Transformation Period, the three Purple Shadows of the Yuan Infant Stage were completely unable to detect the existence of their breath, if it wasn't for Zhen Shuai taking the initiative to appear, all the means of the Yuan Infant Stage Monk would not be able to detect Zhen Shuai's location, what a terrifying method of concealment.
"It's really extraordinary, he actually made the dog fall with the strength of the late stage of the Yudan, and advanced to the Yuan Infant in the blink of an eye, and the breath on his body is so strong that even the old man has to take it seriously, if it weren't for the fact that you and I have a grudge against killing the son, the old man really wants to ask you for advice on the method of cultivation." ”
"Zhou Dashen is too modest, Zhen is just a monk in the early stage of the Yuanyuan infant, don't dare to ask me for advice, if you are interested, we can find a place to have a drink or two, a glass of wine to relieve the suspicion, how about it?" Zhen Shuai smiled fearlessly.
"It's beautiful, the old man wants to see what you do!" Zhou Yi was just about to make a move, the black-clothed Zhou Lianqing had already flown forward and turned into a black light and swept towards Zhen Shuai, and the tender green girl hurriedly said: "Father, why do you need your old man to kill this son, I will come with Brother Lianqing and I!"
"Bing'er be careful, this son is not an ordinary Yuan Infant Cultivator, and the two of you can't be underestimated when you join forces! Remind your brother to kill this son as soon as possible to prevent future troubles!"
"Bing'er knows!"
The tender green girl was also shocked when she heard this, but her face immediately turned into a green light and chased towards Zhou Lianqing.
Ziying helplessly turned his face pale, slowly walked to Zhou Yi's side, and simply didn't say a word, Zhou Yi glanced at Ziying meaningfully, and stopped talking.