With the hurry, half a month passed quietly.

Although it is not yet close to the medieval battlefield, the surrounding dead air has become extremely light.

No more discomfort in the dead ground.

In its place, there is another kind of oppression!

It was blood qi, blood qi rushing into the sky, even if they were separated by a few miles, Su Xingzhi and the two of them could feel the terrifying blood qi coming from that area!

This is the bloody atmosphere left over from countless thousands of years of conquest and killing.

It was the sages who opened up the land of death and fell in it.

The medieval battlefield is not a battlefield in the ordinary sense, the mortal battlefield has been divided into winners and losers for thousands of years, it is different here, since ancient times, it has not stopped so far, and the blood and gas in it are so strong.

And the most shocking thing is.

It is rumored that there is even the unyielding idea of the sages revealed, and there is a real crisis and a monstrous opportunity.

There are only two options to enter, live or die!

Perhaps in the past, Su Xingzhi and the two had no knowledge of the medieval battlefield, but since they entered the Qingsong Gate, their understanding of this matter has gradually deepened.

"I don't know what is in the dead land that prevents the sages from exploring the secret of becoming immortals, Rao is such a powerful sage still spills blood, and after spending endless years, he still has no success. ”

Su Xingzhi sighed lightly.

The more he learned about the secrecy of the place of death, the more he sighed.

The dead land has been around for eternity, and the strong men of the Great Wilderness have also begun to explore it since ancient times.

And this is just the dead land of the East, it is rumored that there are similar regions in all four corners of the continent.

What kind of existence exists in it?

That terrifying existence that is like the suppression of the Sword Forest? Su Xingzhi shook his head, definitely more than that, because even such a powerful existence still said that he was a loser.

"Alas. Su Xingzhi let out a sigh of relief, and then looked at the edge of the medieval battlefield.

The mountains rise there, and there are already quite a few young men stationed on them.

But unexpectedly, no matter which sect's disciples came, none of the strong people in the sect followed.

They are all powerful beings who have reached the end of the transformation of qi, and even the peak of transformation of qi!

There are even peerless geniuses mixed in with the first to learn.

In a sense, the geniuses inside the dead are really no weaker than the strong outside, or even stronger.

"Once you enter the battlefield, life and death are uncertain, and the Hundred Sects Conference is indeed extremely cruel, because... He doesn't have the slightest rule to speak of!" Su Qian's eyes flashed with aura.

The Hundred Sects Conference, although it is said to be a competition, is completely different from the four big competitions that abide by rules and disciplines, and the point stops.

Here, there is only real killing!

There is no such thing as strong or weak.

Only the strong who fights with blood and tears, survives and wins the entry order, is the real winner.

"According to the strong people who are coming now, I am afraid that the young handsome man who has just entered the qi is not enough to see at all. ”

Su Xingzhi said softly.

He has cultivated martial arts in two lifetimes, and he has refined himself to be extremely martial.

Moreover, in the middle of this half-month rush, his cultivation has also improved, and he has already reached the peak realm of transforming qi!

"It seems that this conference is going to be very lively. Su Qian nodded and looked into the distance.

On a hill in the distance, there was already a fight, and a terrifying wind swept wildly.

Even if you are far away, you can already feel the fierceness of the battle there.

"That's the powerhouse of the Tailing Sect and the Vientiane Sect?"

"I recognize the two people who are fighting, they are Li Xuanting of the Tailing Sect and the Yi of the Vientiane Stone!"

"These two are both peak powerhouses. ”

There were already countless young men gathered around, looking at that place with interest.

There was no restriction on the rules of the Hundred Sects Conference, whether it was the competition before entering the venue, or the attack before reaching Zhendongguan, there was no obvious stopping.

Therefore, the battle between the two strong men is too normal for these onlookers.

"Tailing, Vientiane?" Su Xingzhi's expression moved slightly.

In the field, Li Xuanting, who was elegant in white, was running the mystical martial arts, and the true qi surging around his body, as if extending an ethereal catalogue, extremely mysterious.

On the opposite side, Shi Zhiyi is also very afraid, his fists are beating, opening and closing, and the four images follow each other, as if he can open the world.

"This fashion is not the time when all the heroes are coming, there are already such strong people fighting, it seems that there must be a lot of strong people in this conference. ”

"Yes, I heard that there is a genius in the Xiaowu Court who is extremely powerful, known as the first person of the younger generation, if he comes, I don't know who will dare to compare with him?"

"You mean Zheng Rulong of Xiaowuting?"

"It's this person. ”

There were young powerhouses talking in a low voice, and when they talked about Zheng Rulong, their expressions looked extremely strange.

The small martial arts in the dead land is rumored to come from the eternal power of the outside world, the martial court.

That is the strongest martial arts sect under the small Zen forest in the holy land of martial arts!

It is known as the place where martial arts are the door of the world.

Hearing this, Su Xingzhi and the two glanced at each other, and their hearts were shocked.

It turned out that Zheng Rulong would go to Xiao Wuting.

There are four sects of death, but outside of it, there are still hidden Taoist systems, such as this small martial arts, when it comes to strength, even far beyond Qingsongmen.

"That's not necessarily, I heard that there are also many young and strong people among the four sects, such as the two monsters of Qingsong, and the Heavenly Evil Sect, Lin Mad and others, I thought they should not be weaker than Zheng Rulong. ”

"I don't think so. ”

There are strong people who refute.

"I once saw a terrifying beast break through the wolf forest in the ancient wood wolf forest, Zheng Rulong attacked strongly and subdued it, his combat power is no weaker than the sect elders!"

"Surrender a terrifying creature that can break through the Ancient Timber Wolf Forest?"

"How is this possible!"

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the surroundings suddenly exclaimed.

Rao is Su Xingzhi couldn't help but smack his tongue.

What a terrible Zheng Rulong!

The creatures that can break through the ancient wood wolf forest have been seen by Su Xingzhi before he walked into the green pine gate.

grabbed it with one claw, and even directly destroyed a group of strong people who led the team.

Even peerless powerhouses like Jian Feike are unwilling to compete with them.

But Zheng Rulong can compete with it?

How far has he grown?

The pinnacle of gas, or... The Acquired Realm??

There was silence for a while, but then there was a hoarse voice, "That's not necessarily, not to mention the descendants of the four sects, Shuiyue Lake, and even the powerhouses of Gulao Peak may not be able to fight with them." ”

"And... You forgot one of them. ”

A young handsome man looked at the person who spoke, and suddenly exclaimed, "Jiang Wanfeng?"

"That Jiang Wanfeng who abandoned martial arts and followed the Tao?"

"Flying up the cliff, Jiang evening breeze!"

Everyone was amazed.

The Flying Ascension Cliff is the same as the Little Martial Arts, all of them are dormant Dao systems in the dead land, and their reputation is not obvious, but the heirs who come out of it are all extraordinary.

It is rumored that the Dao system of the Flying Ascension Cliff is not weaker than that of Xiao Wuting, and the two are one martial artist, opposing each other.

"Jiang Wanfeng actually abandoned martial arts?"

Hearing the news, Su Xingzhi and the two changed color at the same time.

You must know that it is not easy to learn the Tao, let alone in this dead place, but Jiang Wanfeng did this.

His cultivation is not weak among his peers, and he can even be compared with Zheng Rulong.

But he suddenly abandoned martial arts, how could this not move Su Xingzhi and others?

And the most shocking thing is that even so, Jiang Wanfeng's strength does not seem to be affected by this.

"Jiang Wanfeng deserves to be a peerless genius. ”

After a long time, Su Xingzhi sighed.

Then he was not in the observation field, and together with Su Qian, he looked for a high mountain and stationed on the spot.

"Huh, that's Li Jianshi?"

"Why did he come here? Could it be that the fairy who fell into the phoenix is also going to enter the battlefield?"

"But it's not right, I heard that Fairy Ye decided not to participate in this Hundred Sects Conference because of something. ”

As Li Jianzhi appeared, the surrounding discussions came out again.

Even Su Xingzhi couldn't help but cast his eyes at him.

This is a true legend!

You can feel the sword qi in the realm of breathing, a withered bamboo sword, sitting in the bamboo forest for a long time, the sword qi is contained, and even gives Su Xingzhi a feeling that Zheng Rulong is not invincible in this generation.

The real invincible person is him, the Li family's sword servant!

But at the same time, Su Xingzhi was also extremely puzzled, he followed Ye Qingxian, according to Ye Qingxian's temporarily changed decision, he should not participate in the Hundred Sects Conference, why did he come?

However, he didn't have to think much about it.

Surprisingly, Li Jianzhi actually walked straight to the high mountain where Su Xingzhi was.

This made him more and more suspicious.

"Brother Li?" he looked at Li Jianshi with a puzzled face.

The latter, as before, was dressed in gray and held a withered bamboo.

Li Jianzhi looked directly at Su Xingzhi and shook his head slightly, and suddenly the withered bamboo sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath.

Zheng!

The sword was unsheathed, and a white light shot straight into the sky.

The sword qi rushed into the sky, rising straight into the sky, as if it could stir the clouds in all directions.

Woola!

But the strange thing is that the sword qi is fleeting, as if it no longer exists.

With the sword qi swallowing out, Li Jian's withered bamboo sword returned to the sheath, his gray clothes were lightly spread, and he turned around and left directly.

Seeing Li Jianzhi leaving, Su Xingzhi's face was strange.

In front of him, on a boulder, as Li Jianshi's sword qi spewed out, a sword mark was unexpectedly imprinted on it.

"What is he doing here?"

Su Qian asked with a puzzled expression.

Su Xingzhi shook his head, the sword light flashed in his eyes, and then he reached out and slapped the boulder away, and said in a hoarse voice:

"He has the will to die, to pass on to me what he understands, he is... Do you want me to choose a disciple for him to inherit?"

Su Xingzhi looked puzzled.

Why did he do it?