"After all, I need you too. This orb for you is not much of a help. The old man said, waving his hand.

After a big battle, he also looked tired, and the three scorched hairs on his head seemed to have lost their elasticity and collapsed on his scalp.

"Okay, you guy, why don't you give it to me?" the white turtle shouted, a little dissatisfied.

"Come on. You were the one who left me just now, shouting that you were going to run away. The old man was indignant, and now that he thought about it, he wanted to go up and strangle this guy.

"Forget it, I don't want anything from you either. Just give me back the little yellow seal. The white turtle shouted, snatched the little yellow seal, and hid behind him.

Seeing this, Xuantian immediately stepped over, and took out the Shending with murderous energy, wanting to find a white turtle to duel.

After a fight, Xuantian threatened to die, and finally forced the white turtle to obediently hand over the little yellow seal.

"Good boy, I misjudged you. After dealing with each other for so long, I didn't even show me a single artifact. The white turtle was indignant, and his head was high.

"Come on, I don't know what you're thinking?" Xuantian gritted his teeth, once the little yellow seal fell into the hands of this guy, it would definitely be a meat bun beating a dog, and there would be no return.

"Do you just trust me like that?" asked the white turtle, wincing his eyebrows.

Xuantian didn't see it, put away the Shending and the small square seal, and put his eyes on the sky.

"The two, since they have safely rushed through the forbidden land, then the old man will also leave. The old man of the God of War Palace spoke at the right time, and he already had the heart to leave.

If it weren't for the white turtle's coercion, he wouldn't even want to take half a step here.

"Seniors walk slowly. I will definitely take the things you explain to heart. Xuantian said, saluting the old man.

"Then please. The old man smiled, but when his gaze moved to the white turtle, he smiled and his expression became cold.

"Why are you not convinced?" the white turtle shouted, looking unbeaten.

The old man of the God of War Palace directly gave it two 'bursts', and then walked away and disappeared into the night sky.

"This old fellow, if you dare to provoke this god, sooner or later you will give him some colors to see. The white turtle shouted, feeling a big loss today, but helpless, so he was panicked.

Eventually, it pulled out its machete and vented.

The mountain glowed, bursting out with runes to protect it, and at the same time, there were bursts of glow rushing into the sky.

This place is forbidden, and it is very strong. Otherwise, such a behemoth would be able to be imprisoned.

"That's right. And the flesh and blood of this guy. The white turtle exclaimed, and suddenly remembered that the corpse of the Nether Serpent was also a valuable treasure.

The flesh and blood of a peak emperor is already comparable to a thousand-year-old elixir, and its inner essence is very nourishing.

Of course, the most precious thing is the snake pill in Xuantian's hand. Although it is only the size of a fist, less than one-ten-thousandth of the entire snake, this is the essence of the entire Nether Snake, and it is more precious than the entire snake body.

The white turtle jumps down and cleans up the corpse of the Nether Serpent.

The behemoth was dead, so the soul chains were easily pulled out of its belly, stained with bright red snake blood, and kept falling.

"I really don't know what is wrong with this snake, it is so abused. The white turtle muttered.

Generally speaking, the living beings who endure such heavy punishments have done some things that hurt heaven and reason, and heaven and reason are intolerable, and they can't even die, so they can only spend every day in pain.

"Look over here, there's a stone tablet with something carved on it. Xuantian exclaimed, and on another mountain, he found a stone that recorded things.

"Show me. The white turtle shouted, hurriedly put away the corpse of the Nether Snake, and then ran to Xuantian to watch.

Sure enough, there was a stone monument, buried in a pile of rubble. As a result of the great battle just now, it showed its tracks.

"This big snake seems to be a mount. Xuantian muttered.

On the stele, a strange creature with rotting wings, horns on its head, and a holy sword in his hand stood on top of the head of the Nether Serpent, with the feeling of dominating the world.

Even if this is just a portrayal, it is enough to make people feel the horror of the one in the stereotype, as if there is a trace of coercion that falls on the hearts of others.

"No wonder this little snake is going to be severely punished, life is better than death, it turns out to be the mount of a traitor of the hundred tribes. "The white turtle can see that the leader in the carved picture is a powerful fallen angel.

"It's so powerful, to be able to capture an emperor as a mount, this fallen angel is not simple. Xuantian took a deep breath, unable to imagine what level of character this was.

"These forbidden places are not simple. You wait for me here, and I'll come when I go. The white turtle said, and then broke through the air.

Soon after, in a valley in the distance, a pitch-black bat rose into the sky, as big as a mountain, and erupted into a terrifying roar that spread all over the land for hundreds of miles.

Many of the peaks were glowing to withstand the terrifying sound waves.

"Damn, it must be the white turtle guy, who has nothing to do after eating. Xuantian cursed and covered his ears. Because in this roar, there is a strange force that can shake the soul.

After a long time, the white turtle returned, and this guy was in a mess, and his body was covered with dead branches and leaves, as if he had fallen into a swamp.

"I see, this forbidden area is full of rebellious people, unforgivable creatures who have committed great mistakes in the past. The white turtle shouted, and saw the demon scorpion with venom all over its body, the six-clawed poisonous spider with iron chains tied all over its body, and so on.

"They're all vicious characters, so it's no wonder people call this a no-go zone. Xuantian was shocked.

"However, none of this has anything to do with us, even if the sky changes again, there are those big people on top. The white turtle muttered, and it was very easy to see.

It's not enough, this soul chain here is being targeted by this guy.

After tossing back and forth, the white turtle had no choice but to give up and follow Xuantian to continue deeper.

There is no way, this chain is too strong, it seems to affect the whole mountain, and it can't be pulled out, and the hurdles are continuous, so you can only give up.

"Could it be that the land in front of you is the ruins of the Great War of Gods and Demons back then?" Xuantian exclaimed, and when he flew over, he saw a strange land.

It was a pitch-black land with no life on it, giving it a barren feel.

The sky, in particular, was gloomy and gloomy, with no light shining through, as if it were an abandoned place, forgotten by the world.

Xuantian looked at it, as if he had come to the night sky at dusk, and his heart was full of a feeling of 'silence', and he was infected by this place.

"Good fellow, this place is full of ancient smells, it should be the battlefield of gods and demons back then. The white turtle exclaimed, and immediately jumped onto the land.

It walked slowly, observing its surroundings. There were all kinds of broken weapons, exposed to the ground, in tatters, and even the remnants of the soldiers were rotting.

"Click!"

Xuantian stepped forward, but there was a crisp sound under his feet. He looked down, and it turned out to be a broken sword that he had stepped on.

The former Broken Divine Soldiers, under the corrosion of the years, have also become fragile, like rotten wood.

"It's vast. The white tortoise jumped into the air and looked, but he couldn't see the edge of the land.

It's hard to imagine how terrifying the war of gods and demons was back then. It must be a devastated and apocalyptic scene. Otherwise, it wouldn't have passed so many years, and there would still be no light here.

Xuantian stepped on it, feeling the breath of here, and a taste of 'wilderness' and 'ancient' penetrated into his mind.

All of a sudden, he seemed to have returned to the scene of the battle between gods and demons, and heard the vague sound of shouting and killing, and the sound of swords and guns colliding, which was endless.

After a long time, he shook his head, threw away a hallucination in his mind, and his soul returned to the real world.

"Let's take a closer look and see what's so scary here. "The white turtle groaned, fearless.

Xuantian nodded, came to this guy's side, and went deeper.

He didn't dare to get too far away from the white turtle, at the critical moment, he felt that he still needed the white turtle to protect, after all, this guy was unique in the two fields of defense and escape.

"Wait a minute, there seems to be a great place ahead. The white turtle groaned, took out a turtle shell, and performed the calculation.

"How's the situation?" Xuantian asked, very concerned.

"It's a place of great murder, and after you go in, you will die for ten people. The white turtle judged, took Xuantian cautiously forward, and decided to take a look.

Gradually, I finally saw the place clearly. It turned out to be a pitch-black quagmire, the size of a small wooden house, exuding a trace of black gas, reaching straight into the sky.

It is unimaginable that such a small place should be accompanied by a terrible crisis.

"Perhaps, there is something big hidden inside. Xuantian groaned, feeling a sharp murderous aura from it.

"Whether it's a big murderer or not, go down and see. The tortoise grunted and approached the mire.

"Wait a minute, you don't want to die, aren't you looking for death when you go down? Xuantian hurriedly shouted.

"Don't worry, I didn't say I wanted to go down. The white turtle said, and then took out a small puppet and urged it.

The black light was faint, and the little puppet turned into a black-clothed soldier, holding a scythe, and stood on the ground with a fierce look.

"Give me down. "The white turtle urges, and doesn't mind spending such a valuable soldier on exploration.

"Poof!"

The Scythe Soldier sprang forward and plunged straight into the mire.

"Good fellows. The white turtle screamed, his face pale.

The scythe soldier has the spiritual power it binds. If it is lost, it will also be affected.

"How's that? There's something terrible down there. Xuantian asked, having this feeling.

"Of course, my scythe soldiers have been destroyed. The white turtle said, shocked in his heart, this is a strong man equivalent to the overlord level, and as a result, he was vulnerable to a quagmire.

"What kind of monster is it?" Xuantian asked, becoming more and more curious.

"It's not. Rather, it is a weapon, similar to a crescent moon, which should be a 'demon' treasure. The white turtle said, barely catching some of the scenes in the mire before the Scythe Soldier was gone.

A crescent-like demon soldier, lying quietly at the bottom of the quagmire, emitting black light, with a divine splendor.

The passage of time has not only not corroded it, but seems to have made it more powerful.