Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Ground of Death

"It's a pity that he escaped. ”

Li Shijiu withdrew the little sword and let the little sword sink into his mind again.

This small sword is exactly a sword intent left by Li Tai'a to Li Shijiu, which can not only allow Li Shijiu to constantly figure out and comprehend, but also be able to kill the enemy with a sword at a critical moment.

"Ahem!"

Retracting the small sword, Li Shijiu coughed up a mouthful of blood, and fell down weakly, his face as pale as paper.

"Nineteen, how are you?" Wang Man rushed over.

"This time, the injury was too severe, and it was forcibly interrupted in the middle of the treatment, and it has already hurt a trace of the origin. Li Nineteen said.

"Damn it!"

Wang Man scolded in a low voice and said apologetically: "Nineteen, I'm sorry for you." ”

Then there was murder in his eyes: "Xun distance, I will kill this person!"

Hurting the origin will affect one's cultivation potential. Even if Li Shijiu has now stepped into the realm of invincibility, I am afraid that he can only exert the strength of the peak of transformation.

For the monk, such an injury is undoubtedly the most difficult to accept. This is equivalent to cutting off their hope of entering stronger fields!

"Haha. Li Nineteen laughed for a while, and then his face turned grim: "If that's the case, don't say it again." There is no need for such hypocrisy between brothers. ”

"You're right. Wang Man nodded, not continuing to dwell on this point. Then he said: "Although it hurts the origin, there is also a way to heal, not to mention that in the Qingdu Heaven, the holy medicine is everywhere, and the opportunities are endless." There must be a great medicine in it that makes up for your original injury. ”

"Your injuries are also very serious, don't think about these things yet, heal your injuries quickly, I will protect the Dharma for you. Li Nineteen said.

Although Wang Man was seriously injured, most of them were traumatic, and there were holy stone veins and starlight crystal mountains, and he recovered quickly.

Li Shijiu forcibly interrupted the healing process and injured the origin, but this was a potential injury, in terms of the real situation, he was better than Wang Man now, and he still had the strength to fight.

"Good. ”

Wang Man nodded and healed.

A day and a night later, with the help of the Holy Stone Vein and the Starlight Crystal Mountain, Wang Man's injuries had all recovered. Although he can't use the Ying Long Battle Soul and the Phoenix Battle Spirit for the time being, his strength is still invincible.

"Let's go climb the Heavenly Path now, find the holy medicine, and heal your root injuries. At the same time, it is even more necessary to find Xun distance and kill him. ”

Wang Man stood up and looked at the end of the Heavenly Road, which had already sunk into the sky, covered by heavy clouds and mist.

"Good. Li Shijiu nodded and stood up.

A day and a night passed, and Li Shijiu also reached a perfect state, but because of the injury to the origin, he would cough up blood from time to time, and his combat power could only be exerted to the peak of transformation.

In this confrontation with Xun Yuan, the two were defeated, and Li Shijiu almost died under Xun Yuan's hands.

They didn't say much, but they had already put Xun distance on the must-kill list.

They are all arrogant monks, and they will never tolerate such failures, and they will wash away their shame with their own hands.

Whew......

The wind blows, and the mountains and rivers retreat.

The two of them swept towards the heavens.

The road to heaven is vast, as vast as a world, with endless opportunities, and many fierce beasts linger here. But Wang Man and Li Shijiu had no nostalgia, and went straight to the peak of the Heavenly Road, wanting to compete with the heroes and compete for the Heavenly Emperor's treasury.

Without saying anything all the way, the two flew over for more than ten days, about a hundred thousand miles, and finally broke through the heavenly road and came to the top of the sky.

This plain, called the "Dead Plain", does not have the magnificent and grand scene of the holy light shining in the imagination, and the place where the Heavenly Emperor Dao is located is such a desolate area.

In the distance, occasionally a long rainbow will pass by, the aura is terrifying, all of them are strong people who have stepped into the realm of invincibility, and there are half-step invincibles, but there are not many.

They are all self-aware, they have not stepped into the realm of invincibility, and they want to come to this "Death Field" and compete for the treasure house of the Heavenly Emperor, which is completely wishful thinking.

"It's desolate. Wang Man sighed.

"It is said that this is a large cemetery, and under the earth, there are countless corpses of gods and demons, all of whom are heavenly soldiers and generals under the command of the former Emperor of Heaven, and they are invincible. Li Nineteen said.

The two of them walked deep into the realm of death, where the sky was very dark, and every now and then a gust of wind blew, whining like a ghost crying.

The two of them had not gone far when they saw a tall mound standing in the distance, red as if stained with blood, and when they walked in, their eyes widened in surprise.

On top of this tall mound, blood gushed out, submerging the entire mound and then absorbing it by the surrounding soil.

As a result, within a radius of dozens of zhang, the color of the earth's soil actually showed a dark red. It's all blood-stained.

"Sure enough, just like the legend, in the ground of this land of death, there are buried heavenly soldiers and generals under the command of the Emperor of Heaven. Li Jiujiu looked at this mound, sighed, and said, "Obviously, this tall mound is the tomb of a heavenly soldier or a heavenly general. ”

Wang Man was silent for a long time, bowing to the tall mound.

He understands very well why these people, after they die, are still obsessed, either for divine thoughts or demonic thoughts, wandering in this land of death.

Because, they are not reconciled.

Not willing to fail!

Even after dying, you can't sleep.

These people are the most respectable warriors, in order to protect their family and country, they throw their heads, spill blood, and fight fiercely with the abyss, even if their souls are scattered, they do not care about it.

Seeing Wang Man's movements, Li Shijiu was stunned for a moment, and then followed Wang Man to bow down. The mound glowed bright red as blood and shook slightly, as if in thanksgiving.

The two of them did not stay here for long, and continued to walk forward, and along the way, many tall mounds stood like this, and from a distance they seemed dense and seemingly endless.

I don't know how many people under the command of the Heavenly Emperor fell in that mysterious battle, and I'm afraid only a few escaped. After all, Wang Man was in the Shura Dao inheritance, but he saw with his own eyes that the Desolate Heavenly Weather, the Guanghan Fairy, the Great Yi Heavenly Man and others, and even the Heavenly Emperor, had fallen, and the blue blood stained the sky.

"Qingdu Tianzhong, who made these tombs and these inheritances? The Heavenly Emperor has already fallen, and it stands to reason that they should never have left behind. ”

Wang Man walked and walked, lost in thought.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the distance.

I saw a few half-step invincible fierce beasts, surrounding a particularly tall mound, constantly attacking it, one after another divine light, piercing the sky and bombarding the mound.

They seem to want to uncover the mound and see what is inside. Blinded by greed, he tries to find treasure in this mound.

Rumble!

Just as they were excitedly attacking the mound, under the ground, a demonic roar came out, and then a monstrous demon cloud poured out from the tall mound, a tall demonic shadow, murderous, holding a war knife, cold light.

Unable to see its face clearly, in the midst of the infinite demonic aura, this demon shadow snorted coldly, and waved the war knife in his hand to slash at these half-step invincible beasts.

Laugh at!

The snow-bright and cold sword light flashed in the air.

The stunned expressions remained in the eyes of these half-step invincible beasts, but their bodies were split into two and fell to the ground with a bang.

"It's so powerful. In the distance, Wang Man and Li Shijiu were shocked. This Demon Shadow is too powerful, and it can destroy four or five half-step invincible beasts with a single sword!

Even if Wang Man stepped into the invincible realm, he didn't have such strength, and in the face of four or five half-step invincible beasts, I am afraid it would take a lot of effort to subdue them.

And in this field of death, such a tall mound, there are millions, and if you think about it, if the mound is full of such shadows, it is simply terrifying.

Whew~~

After killing the beast, a gust of wind blew around the tall mound, and then the demon cloud disappeared into the mound, and the tall demon shadow also shrank into the mound and disappeared.

Except for a few corpses of half-step invincible beasts, there was nothing left here.

After watching the excitement, Wang Man and Li Shijiu did not stop and continued to walk forward.

A desolate land as far as the eye can see.

Overcast sky with low clouds.

Tall mounds.

It will always be such a monotonous scene, Wang Man and Li Shijiu have been here for I don't know how long, I am afraid they have gone tens of thousands of miles, but they have found nothing.

They had even begun to wonder if the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury existed in this Dead Realm.

The probability of encountering other fierce beasts has also been greatly reduced in the past few days.

It seems that they felt that there was no hope of finding the Heavenly Emperor's treasury, so they all retreated, looking for opportunities in the Heavenly Path.

Rumble!

Just when the two of them were numb in a hurry, a particularly huge mound appeared in front of them, and unlike the other mounds, this mound was shrouded in holy light, and it actually exuded a divine aura.

Faintly, you can see that around this particularly tall mound, there are crystal petals flying, and hazy fairies singing, holy and beautiful.

Such a scene, Wang Man and Li Shijiu have been walking for so many days, and it is the first time they have seen it, and they can't help but be stunned for a moment.

"It seems that there is a big guy buried here, the scene is so extraordinary, and a divine thought was born, maybe it is a certain great general or marshal. Li Nineteen said.

For Qing Dutian, Li Shijiu knew much more information than Wang Man. After all, he came from the Spring Thunder Sword Pool, although this sword sect holy land has fallen to the point that he is the only one left, but in some aspects, he is by no means inferior to those great families.

"Let's go and worship. Wang Man said.

Along the way, when he stopped hurrying, he would respectfully bow to the surrounding mounds, and Li Shijiu was used to it. Follow Wang Man to the front of this particularly tall mound and bow respectfully.

Rumble!

This worship immediately triggered the movement of this mound.

It suddenly gushes out of an infinite holy and bright glow, falling down like a waterfall, boundless, the petals are crystal clear, flying in the air, the fairy is ethereal, fluttering like a frightening dragon.

Then, a golden chariot rushed out from under the earth, and a golden armor god stood in it, sitting on it with a golden sword, with a serious face.

"Who are you?" asked the Golden Armor Divine General.

Wang Man and Li Shijiu looked at each other, and then Wang Man stepped forward and said, "We are young monks who have entered the Qing Capital Heaven for training, and we have come here in the hope of finding the relics of the Heavenly Emperor. ”

"Well, I see. You can wake me up from my slumber, and it is fate. Seeing that your divine thoughts are powerful, but they are scattered, I will give you a method of attacking your divine thoughts. ”

The golden armor god nodded, sat on the golden chariot, and flicked his fingers at Wang Man, and a spiritual imprint entered Wang Man's mind.

Subsequently, he said to Li Shijiu: "Your origin is damaged, you will be powerless to help, this 90,000 miles to the east is a large burial pit of 10,000 people, there should be life essence in it, you can take it, and the origin will be repaired naturally." ”