readx;? Somewhere in the ancient battlefield. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The boundless gusts of yin wind swirled around a radius of thousands of miles, and that yin wind could make the warrior completely lose his sense of direction, thus forming a terrifying maze that could not be walked out of.

And in this Yin Wind area, the armies of the Yin Spirits converged silently in a certain direction, and some of the Yin Spirits fought together.

In this ancient battlefield, it seems that an invisible force is manipulating them, repeating the great battle of the past and the present.

At this moment, a procession of about 1,000 people is walking in this space, and they are walking aimlessly.

"Damn, this dark wind has hindered our sense of direction, and it has been circling around the area over and over again. ”

In front of them was a corroded rusty sword stuck in the ground, with a red ribbon fluttering in the wind, a mark they had made here.

"This is the tenth time I've come around here, and my Emperor's strength can't distinguish the sense of direction in this space, so I'll be lost here forever. ”

In this thousand-person team, there are also several Great Emperor powerhouses who are also trapped in the ancient battlefield and cannot escape.

The anger of the four Great Emperors hovered around them, and with a finger, those yin winds dispersed and turned into whirlpools again.

They looked back at the team behind them, their faces were ugly, and more than 100 people had disappeared into the ancient battlefield silently along the way.

"Don't talk nonsense, it's too weird here, the dead gas erupts like a blowout, we can't absorb the vitality from here, we can only rely on the Crystal of the Desolation in our hands. ”

This kind of environment makes them dare not spend their strength easily, the ghost knows how long this dead qi erupts will last, without the support of vitality, the strength of the body withers, the soul decays, until death.

"Set a strategy, there is an invisible force in this space to manipulate all this, and we need to rely on external objects. ”

"How do you rely on the law?"

The four Emperor Realm powerhouses were talking, and they were the leaders of everyone.

An emperor looked at the strong man behind him, glanced at it, and said in an emotionless voice: "You people are at the front of the team, and with every step, stick a white bone or rusty sword, and tie a strip of red cloth to prevent us from getting lost again." ”

The group of warriors suddenly turned blue, this is using them as cannon fodder, but there is nothing to be done, who makes them the emperor strong, they have no power to resist.

They walked forward again, hoping to find the right direction and leave.

At each step, a warrior sat down and marked to guide them forward.

The danger in the ancient battlefield was silent, and a Yin Spirit Vortex often appeared, without warning, and the next moment a martial artist who had no time to dodge would be swallowed up.

At this time, Sun Yi marched forward and entered this lost space, and the induction of the golden book was also disordered, and the pace of the living breath was too chaotic, and there was no trace to be found.

"Are you sure you still have to move forward?'s current soul power can't guarantee that you'll be able to get out of this space safely, there is a terrible lost power here. Jin Shu solemnly reminded him, hoping that he would not move forward.

"Keep going, those trapped martial artists should be inside, and Bing Xin must be among them. Sun Yi was sonorous and powerful, without the slightest hesitation, and said very firmly.

Didn't he venture into the ancient battlefield just to find Bingxin and thus rescue her? Now that he learned her whereabouts, there was no reason to retreat.

The yin wind gusted, hovering for a while, and the golden book could no longer sense the trajectory of living beings.

Continuing to walk forward, the inductive power of the golden book was no longer very useful, and could only provide him with a sense of direction.

He felt an invisible force, his route was obviously moving forward, but that force made him unconsciously turn in the direction of a circle, fortunately the golden book was a magical book, reminding him to change direction at any time.

"There are markings ahead. ”

Sun Yi had already come to the place where the previous group of warriors had marked, and as far as he could see, those marks had spread in a circle.

"They must have been lost and unable to get out of it before they made the mark, but the force made them unaware that they were still circling in a circle. ”

Sun Yi muttered and followed the markers forward.

This lost force is too powerful, and the warriors are completely at their disposal.

"There's a Yin Spirit army fighting ahead!" the golden book reminded Sun Yi to stop.

I saw that there was an endless army of Yin Spirits entangled in front of me, which belonged to the two camps of the Nine Heavenly Beings and the Extraterrestrial Civilization.

Some of the yin spirits look like they were alive, and those with clear faces were all the strength of the emperor realm before their deaths, but they were not angry, and they could only rely on obsession to evolve the scenes of the great war before their lives.

Although the level of this ancient battlefield is average, it has also fallen more than half of it during the flood period, and there is even a half-level obsession in the depths.

Sun Yi tried his best to restrain his breath, and carefully walked around, not to entangle with this group of Yin Spirit army.

With those signs to lead the way, it's much easier to find them.

After walking for about a hundred miles following these marks, a group of vague figures appeared in front of Sun Yi, without a sense of direction, forming circles around the ancient battlefield.

"I've found them, and Bingxin may be inside. Sun Yi was overjoyed, his steps quickened, and he flashed forward.

In the crowd in front of her, Bing Xin bit her lower lip and walked in it, and she devoured dozens of martial artists along the way, her strength was respected as the emperor at the moment, and she was commanded by those emperor powerhouses as cannon fodder to insert a mark in front.

Within ten meters of her, there were two familiar figures, one was Xiao Jinpeng, and the other was Saint Mo.

Although their identities are noble, they were still driven to the front by those emperors as cannon fodder in this dangerous ancient battlefield, who cares about your identity at this time.

"It's hateful, those emperors actually used my little Jinpeng as cannon fodder, this hateful ancient battlefield, it has to break out at this moment. ”

Xiao Jinpeng was unwilling to complain, and he was also driven here because of the explosion of dead air.

Saint Mo also smiled bitterly beside him, thinking that he was one of the ten holy sons of the Holy Demon Clan, and today he would encounter such a situation and fall into such a crisis, and now he can only be vigilant and look forward to being able to get out of the ancient battlefield alive.

The team marched forward in an orderly manner.

Suddenly, a yin spirit vortex suddenly appeared beside Xiao Jinpeng, and Xiao Jinpeng, who had a keen perception, was startled and hurriedly walked to the side.

But the Yin Spirit Vortex remained unyielding and continued to pursue him.

This Yin Spirit Vortex has a property that, once born, must devour one person to disappear, otherwise they will not be in a hurry to find a way to get there.

Staying where you are is a death, and finding a way out of the passage may still have a glimmer of hope for life.

His gaze fell on Bingxin, who was not far from him, and he smiled fiercely: "I'm sorry, don't blame me Xiao Jinpeng for urging flowers, I'm just trying to survive." ”

In order to survive, he was ready to be shameless and beat Bingxin into the Yin Spirit Vortex.

"Boom!" Suddenly, a palm fell on Bing Xinyu's back, the golden light was surging, and the little Jin Peng had the speed of Jin Peng's breaking through the void, so that Bing Xin didn't react, and threw himself into the Yin Spirit Vortex.

"Don't!" Bing Xinhua threw herself into the whirlpool with a disgraced face, she didn't expect someone to suddenly make a move on her, and she was about to be swallowed up by the whirlpool.

"Little Jinpeng you!"

Bingxin's shout made Saint Mo turn his head and look, making Saint Mo furious, this little Jinpeng is too shameless, how can there be a free-spirited attitude of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan soaring for nine days, and he would actually do something to a woman, which made Saint Mo feel ashamed, but he could not protect himself, and he was helpless.

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