The sun overhead was unswerving its energy, and the scorching sun shone straight down, as if it was about to scorch everything on the earth.

However, when this ray of scorching light came to the ground dozens of feet, its power was suddenly weakened a lot.

By the time they hit the ground, there was only light left and not enough heat.

Because in this land, there is an unusual power. This power permeates the area, and even the rays of the sun that breed all things cannot penetrate it completely.

Ferocious, murderous.

This is a terrifying aura that can only be born and preserved for a long time on ancient battlefields.

Anyone who comes here, no matter how high his cultivation is, will feel the huge sense of oppression contained in it. If the cultivation is insufficient, then if you stay in this kind of place for a long time, you will become a madman who only knows how to kill.

Only the strong people of the Silver Realm are qualified to enter the trial of the ancient battlefield, this is not the monopoly of resources by the strong people above the Silver Realm, but their greatest protection for ordinary martial artists and spirit masters.

However, not everyone is intimidated by the mystical forces here.

In the distance of that flat river, a figure galloped like lightning, his steps were light and full of strength, as if this was not a dangerous place, but the back garden of his home, allowing him to wander happily.

Ying Chengfeng straightened his chest and took a big stride, running wildly in this strange place.

The momentum on his body was heroic and wild, and suddenly there was a long roar, and the sound spread far away, and even the air around him trembled lightly.

Unlike ordinary people, Ying Chengfeng's spiritual power has a powerful ferocious attribute. So when other people come here, their strength will be discounted, but here he is like a fish in water, and he can easily stimulate all his strength.

Just like at this moment, he strides forward, but his body is like a bottomless pit, absorbing the mysterious power from the outside world.

After being promoted to a martial artist, he already has the ability to absorb the power of heaven and earth from the outside world to make up for himself.

However, ordinary people here did not dare to absorb spiritual power so unscrupulously. Only this guy can do this.

"Roar ......" Huo Ran, a roar from afar shouted out: "Which bastard is yelling, damn it." ”

Ying rode the wind's footsteps, and his body stood as straight as an arrow.

Looking to the left, there was a huge collapsed building. No one can tell what the original appearance of this building is, but everyone knows that this is the ruins

Of course, not all ruins are worth exploring.

The ancient battlefield has been open for countless years, and many ruins have been looted by people inside and out I don't know how many times, even the most shrewd people can't think of any benefits from it.

However, there are still many mysterious treasures in the ruins, if you have enough good luck to bring out one, I am afraid that even the powerhouses of the Purple Gold Realm will be moved.

With a slight frown, Zhiling immediately gave the information of the ruins in front of him.

It's a relatively barren ruin, and it's been searched countless times, and it's hardly of any particular value.

Of course, this is not to say that this relic is useless.

According to the introduction of the information, this ruin is filled with a fierce and cold aura, and it is the best place to refine some yin poison spirit weapons.

However, most of these murder weapons are some powerful yin damage things, which are forbidden and refined by many powerful forces.

"Boom ......"

There was a loud bang, a loud roar from within the ruins, and then a figure leaped out of one of the collapsed caverns.

This is a strong man in his thirties, his figure is burly, as if he is a hot-blooded tough guy.

However, there was an eerie aura permeating him, and even the air around him seemed to be a few degrees lower than the rest of the world.

This person's cultivation method must be biased towards extreme yin, so there is such a change in aura.

Ying Chengfeng stared at it, and his spiritual power was silently sensed through the headdress.

I don't know what kind of special spiritual weapon this headdress is, and it is even more powerful than the Golden Realm powerhouse in terms of sensing.

After a moment, his brow immediately furrowed.

The man in front of him, who was full of gloomy aura, turned out to be a strong man at the peak of the Silver Realm, and what made him even more afraid was that this person was not a martial artist, but a spirit master.

Spirit masters are different from martial artists, although pampered spirit masters are not as good as martial artists who wander between life and death all day long, struggling to achieve breakthroughs.

However, almost every spirit master will have a few treasures in their hands.

These treasures may be talismans, or a special spiritual weapon, or they may be nurtured poisonous mist, manufactured machinery, and so on. If these things are released, they will definitely be shocked by ghosts and gods, and even the powerhouses of the Golden Realm will have to retreat.

In short, all the spirit masters of the Silver Realm, there must be no one to mess with.

Ying Chengfeng would rather fight Zhang Wannian, who had just entered the Golden Realm, than casually grudge with a spirit master at the peak of the Silver Realm. Especially this Silver Realm Spirit Master is so eerie and weird.

He coughed lightly and said slowly: "This brother, I suddenly thought of a happy event in Xia Shicai, so I let out a long howl, if there is any offense, please bear with me." ”

The man's cold gaze stared at Ying Chengfeng's body, and a hint of suspicion flashed on his face.

"What are you, how can you be so young that you can be an ancient battlefield. ”

Ying Chengfeng's age is not very old, not even twenty, although he once created boundless killing, if he let go of his breath, it is enough to scare ordinary people to death. But when he restrained his breath, the young expression and age on his face could not hide from the experienced powerhouse.

Coughing lightly, Ying Chengfeng said slowly: "In Xia Yingchengfeng, I don't know what Your Excellency is called." ”

The man frowned and said, "I haven't heard of it, hmph, it seems to be a foreigner." His gaze flickered, his wrist flickered, and a black light broke through the air and flew towards Ying Chengfeng.

Ying Chengfeng's face was slightly gloomy, and with a slight flick of his fingers, a strong wind flashed, and before the black light reached his side, it had been bounced away by this strong wind.

The man's eyes lit up, the corners of his mouth suddenly cracked, and he said with a cruel smile: "The martial artist of the Silver Realm, not bad, very good." ”

In fact, before he made a move, he knew that the young man in front of him was a strong man in the Silver Realm. Because those who can enter the ancient battlefield need at least this kind of force.

It's just that Ying Chengfeng is too young, young to the point that he can't believe it.

As for the secret method of exploring the breath, although every strong person will master it. But in the same way, each vein also has a secret method to disguise the aura, so unless you have a magical flawed spirit weapon such as a headdress, it is difficult to accurately judge the true strength of a powerhouse of the same level based on the aura sensing alone.

However, after giving it a try, he immediately felt the true qi of the Silver Realm powerhouse, and he was able to make a judgment.

Snorted coldly, Ying Chengfeng said coldly: "What's good." ”

He didn't want to provoke right and wrong before, so he was polite.

But looking at the other party's appearance, it seems that he is unwilling to give up, and he will naturally not be polite anymore.

The man laughed, he obviously didn't take Ying Chengfeng to heart, but laughed wildly: "You are so young, you have already been promoted to the Silver Realm, you should be a seed player cultivated by a certain spiritual domain for next year's competition." Hehe, if Lao Tzu hadn't met it, it would have been fine, but since I met it, it would be your death. ”

Ying Chengfeng frowned, Qi Tian Ancestor and the middle-aged scribe had mentioned the competition, and the Silver Realm powerhouse in front of him who didn't know the origin actually mentioned it.

It's just that, looking at this person's bright wild laughter, a hint of interesting smile gradually appeared on Ying Chengfeng's face, and said, "You want to kill me." ”

"Hehe, it's your honor to die at the hands of Lao Tzu. The man raised his eyebrows and said, "Boy, just tie your hands and arrest it." ”

Before his words fell, a strange voice suddenly stirred up from his body.

The sound was not loud at first, it seemed to be the chirping of birds and insects, insignificant. But in just a moment, this sound began to drum in the eardrums, as if there was only this sound left between the whole heaven and earth.

Ying Chengfeng's eyes froze, it was the first time he had encountered such a strange thing.

The sound was impassioned, and it made people's blood boil when they heard it, and they had the urge to find someone to fight in desperation.

The breath on his body surged, a flush flashed on his face, and when he fixed his eyes on the person in front of him, he was slightly stunned. Because in his eyes, the man turned out to be split in two, and became two identical people.

Ying Chengfeng's heart sank, he knew that all this was caused by this strange voice.

This voice sounds stirring, but in fact it is extremely vicious, unconsciously affecting people's spiritual thoughts, making people hallucinate and difficult to control.

There was a smug smile on the man's face, since refining this spiritual weapon, he had sneaked up on powerhouses of the same level many times, and each time he was able to use a wonderful flaw that even he couldn't imagine.

Although he can't let the other party let him slaughter, his strength will also drop a lot, and he won't be able to escape from his hands at all.

Seeing that Ying Chengfeng's eyes were in a trance, he flipped his wrist, and a soft whip as black as ink appeared in his hand, and the whip twitched in the void, like a poisonous snake, pointing towards the center of Ying Chengfeng's eyebrows

However, at this moment, Ying Chengfeng took a deep breath, he stretched out his hands, and his hands were intertwined and overlapped. A thumb pointed at the jade ring on his wrist.

Then, a loud sound like a bell erupted from his mouth.

"Light, ......"

Suddenly, the crystal jade bracelet lit up.

The surging power of light instantly dispersed all power and sprinkled the earth like the sun's rays.

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