"When people die, especially when thousands of people die in war. A large amount of essence and evil energy will be generated. If the essence qi is collected, it can be perfectly combined with the qi of heaven and earth, and for cultivators, it is a first-class tonic in the world, and anyone who cultivates in this environment can achieve twice the result with half the effort. In addition, that large amount of evil qi is the best choice to help people temper their spiritual will, as long as they can keep a clear mind in this evil qi and not be moved by it, then it will have an incomparable effect on personal mental cultivation. And the combination of the two is the best way to break through the limit and reach a higher level. ”

When Jin Zhanzhan finally said what He Yiming had guessed, He Yiming's face had become unprecedentedly ugly.

Jin Zhanzhan didn't seem to see He Yiming's face, but stomped his feet slightly, and said, "The essence and evil qi above the Central Great Plains will be transmitted to the Devil's Cry Ridge in some way. This transformed formation has been passed down from ancient times and has remained unchanged for thousands of years. Whenever there is a war between the East and the West, there are also masters in the Devil's Cry Ridge. But not all masters can come out of the Devil's Cry Ridge safely. Those who are too lowly in cultivation and not firm enough in their will will have no return. But even so, anyone who knows about it. It's the right time, and most of them will still choose to join it. ”

He Yiming smiled bitterly and said, "I understand that if a person who cultivates martial arts is just in front of the barrier and can't break through, then no matter what price they pay, even if there is only a glimmer of possibility, they will not be willing to miss it." ”

When he said this, He Yiming thought of the days when he cultivated the fifth layer of internal strength in the past.

Before he came into contact with the adventure at the bottom of the lake, those days brought him an unforgettable feeling, but it was the hardships of those days that made He Yiming accustomed to unremitting efforts and had the opportunity to take off in the future.

His feeling of hesitation and helplessness when he couldn't break through was also very deep, very deep......

"Brother He, now that you know the origin of Devil's Crying Ridge, do you plan to enter it? Jin Zhanzhan asked in a deep voice.

He Yiming was slightly stunned, he hesitated for a moment, and asked rhetorically, "What is Brother Jin going to do?"

"Jin naturally entered it. Jin Zhanzhan said without hesitation: "The outbreak of war is not something I can prevent, in fact, in this world, no one can stop it." Because the interests involved in this are too great, anyone who wants to stop it will be crushed by the strong forces of the East and the West. ”

Hearing Jin Zhanzh's words that were half persuasion and half warning, He Yiming's face changed slightly.

However, the Jin Battle was not wrong, since the Great Plains and Devil Cry Ridge had such a magical effect, then no matter which force would not give up easily. Especially for those big sects or big families. In order to cultivate the next generation of disciples, we have spared no effort.

Not to mention sacrificing some unwitting armies on both sides, even if it is a sacrifice of ten times as many people, as long as it does not harm their interests, they are indifferent.

At this moment, He Yiming clearly felt a breath of coolness through his heart.

The top masters of the East and the West tacitly maintained all this, and when the Shinto masters had not disappeared, all of this was created by the Shinto masters who cultivated the Ruthless Dao.

However, when they created all this, no one came out to criticize them, not even those who cultivated the rest of the paths.

Perhaps, they also know that their future generations will also benefit here.

Thousands of years ago, Shinto masters disappeared, but it still exists, and it tends to grow more and more.

He Yiming knew very well that Jin Zhanzhan's words were not exaggerated at all.

Anyone who tries to stop all of this will be the enemy of the supermasters of the entire East and West.

Unless it's the legendary Shinto master who has infinite magical powers like calling the wind and rain. There is no way anyone can stop this from happening.

He Yiming looked at his hands, although he had firm confidence in his strength. But the thought of this huge power that spread throughout the East and West made him shudder.

This is indeed not something he can stop.

Jin Zhanzhan looked at He Yiming, who was gradually calming down and somewhat returning to normal, and said, "Brother He, since you can't stop it, then join it." ”

He Yiming raised his head in surprise, Jin Zhanzh's expression was extremely solemn, and said: "This world is a world where the strong are respected, and if you want to gain a greater right to speak, you must have the corresponding strength." Entering Devil's Cry Ridge is undoubtedly a shortcut. Jin Zhan's tone changed suddenly, and he said, "Of course, if Brother He thinks that Devil's Crying Ridge is too dangerous, or that his will is not strong enough, then he might as well postpone it once, and it is not too late to choose to enter when the next big war breaks out." ”

When Jin Zhanzhan said this, he didn't mean the slightest bit of sarcasm.

After all, the people who are qualified to enter the Devil Cry Ridge are at least old people who are more than 100 years old, and they not only have superhuman cultivation in martial arts, but also have experienced countless things in their lives. Their hearts were originally quite indifferent, and they were rock-solid, not easily affected by the evil qi in the Devil's Cry Ridge.

But He Yiming is different, he is still too young after all. Even Jin Zhanzhan was worried about whether he had the ability to resist the invasion of evil energy.

He Yiming thought silently, his thoughts as active as the splashing water. After a long time. He Yiming raised his head, and his voice was as calm as a mountain peak and a boulder: "I'll ...... it"

Jin Zhanzhan nodded slightly, and his gaze moved to the south, where there is one of the most mysterious and vicious places in the world.

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The two figures walked side by side, their movements were effortless, but their speed was extremely fast.

It didn't take long for them to arrive in front of the frontline city on the Great Plains, which was also very famous within the Great Shen Empire.

Beneath the walls of the city, there was a lot of blood, which, when combined, was more than enough to fill the entire moat.

After a certain battle, the general stationed here in the previous dynasty renamed the city as the Bloody Massacre City, and this very vivid name has been retained until today.

It is said that the city has changed hands countless times during many offensive and defensive battles, but in the end, the sovereignty of this place is still in the hands of Dashen.

Just as across the distant steppes, the first city established by the West changed hands many times, but in the end it was still in the hands of the West.

When He Yiming and the others appeared under the Blood Massacre City, they immediately caused a faint commotion.

They turned out to be from the West. In that direction were stationed the vast Western army. The two of them came from there with such a swagger, which naturally aroused the suspicion of countless people.

As soon as they came to the bottom of the city, more than a dozen strong bows were aimed at them. More than twenty soldiers pointed their spears at them as if they were facing a great enemy.

He Yiming and the two looked at each other and smiled, for these dangers, the two of them never paid attention to them, but found them quite interesting.

Jin Zhanzhan originally wanted to teach a lesson, but was stopped by He Yiming.

There was a hint of faint pity in his eyes when he looked at these soldiers, which made Jin Zhan sigh.

After all, He Yiming is still He Yiming, and the twenty-year-old He Yiming is no matter how powerful he is above the martial arts. Nor can it be compared with the hundred-year-old Battle of Kim.

The news of the arrival of two strangers from the West was immediately reported, and although the soldiers stayed by their side like prisoners, they did not come up to push and shove, nor did they intend to put on the torture equipment.

Otherwise, even with He Yiming's persuasion, Jin Zhan would have killed mercilessly.

Powerful warriors are superior to others no matter where they are. This is a fact that cannot be erased under any circumstances.

After a while, a high-ranking officer immediately arrived, and when he saw Jin Zhan, he hesitated for a moment, and then immediately walked up respectfully, and under the stunned gaze of everyone, he invited the two of them into the city.

The city is a huge barracks, but even in the barracks, as long as you have enough authority and strength, you can also enjoy the treatment that ordinary people will never be able to enjoy.

In the center of the city, in a huge mansion, there are also handmaidens who are as beautiful as flowers, and there are also well-trained attendants with humble attitudes, flexible hands and feet. After entering this courtyard, which can be called a mansion, He Yiming really had a feeling of returning to Shaomingju, the capital of Tianluo Kingdom in the northwest.

A hearty laugh came from the inner courtyard, and before anyone arrived, the voice arrived first.

"Brother Jin, I haven't seen you for more than 30 years, do you remember my little brother?"

There were three people out of the inner courtyard, their grades were similar to each other, and they looked like middle-aged people at most, but He Yiming knew that their age was definitely not as young as they looked like on the outside.

Jin Zhanzhan put his hands behind his back, glanced at the three of them, and said with a smile: "It turns out that they are all old friends, and it is really rare to meet again here." ”

He half-turned around and said, "Brother He, these three are the masters of the three major families in the mainland, and the crowns of all the families are good." Fang Sheng of the Fang family, and ......" His gaze paused slightly, and said emphatically: "Hao blood of the Hao family." ”

He Yiming's eyes lit up slightly, just now on the Great Plains, Jin Zhanzhan had mentioned several major families in the mainland, and these three were the best among them. Although he had a hunch that it was impossible for several major families in the mainland to miss this opportunity to fight. Recently, I should have met a master from a mainland family, but I didn't expect it to be so fast.