Chapter 11, The Battlefield of the World

Qingyun's steps were just about to take a step, and a voice sounded: "Boy, don't go in, come with me without smoke!"

"Go to the smoke-free door? Are you dreaming? If I go to the smoke-free door, the end will be even worse!"

"Then die in the misty swamp," a figure descended from the sky.

"Meet the Dharma Protector!" The disciples of the Wuyan Sect all bowed respectfully after seeing the person coming.

A middle-aged man, his eyes are like electricity, and there is a way in his eyes all the time.

His eyes looked at the disciples of Wuyanmen, and the next moment, his face was very embarrassed, and he asked the disciples present: "What about Wufeng and Wuyun?"

"That...... This one...... "The disciples of the Wuyan Sect, you look at me, I look at you, no one dares to stand up and tell the truth, everyone is very afraid of this Dharma protector.

"Say!" the Dharma Protector was already angry, and he had a premonition that something had happened to the two of them.

"Protecting ...... law, they ...... All...... are ...... He's killed!" one of the disciples said the truth with trembling.

"What?" The Dharma Protector's face distorted, and an invisible aura shot out towards the surroundings like a raging storm.

"Ah...... "Many smokeless disciples were drowned out, and the screams continued.

"Protector spare your life!" the disciples of the Wuyan Sect begged for mercy one after another, knowing that under the wrath of the initiators, it was likely to affect them.

Qingyun suddenly said sarcastically: "Hey, do you often fight like this in the smokeless door?"

The Dharma Protector withdrew the strength outside his body and shouted loudly to Qingyun: "I will kill you, and the smokeless gate will never die with you!"

"You're going to kill me!" Qingyun didn't hesitate and went straight into the path.

In the mist, on both sides of the path, there was a watery swamp.

Qingyun could smell the rancid smell of mud in the swamp, there were no living creatures here, only some aquatic plants.

There was silence, and the silence was terrifying, as if it were a dead place.

Qingyun slowly went deeper along the path, with no end in sight, no sunlight outside.

He walked thousands of miles, and finally stopped, and looked up to see that the path ahead was blocked by some mud, and he could not continue on.

"Whew!"

A gust of wind blew, and Qingyun smelled the endless smell of blood, and he saw some red hairs and some black blood in the wind.

When the wind stopped, something wriggled in the mud.

"Woo!"

A deep voice sounded, making Qingyun's scalp tingle, he felt a chill behind him, and in the end, the cold feeling became more and more serious, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, a biting chill.

"Whew!"

A black shadow suddenly flashed in front of Qingyun's eyes, and a sense of fear slowly invaded Qingyun's heart.

"Tick!"

Qingyun felt liquid dripping onto his forehead, and the pungent smell of blood made him very afraid, so he mustered up his courage and touched his forehead with his hand.

He put his hand in front of him, but there was nothing, and the thick smell of blood disappeared.

In the mud, it was still wriggling, and patches of black mist rose from it, instantly covering the front of Qingyun, and quickly approaching him.

"Snort!"

Qingyun heard that the black mist was actually corroding the air, and even the space was a little distorted, which made Qingyun frightened, and he was trembling all over, he was wondering what would happen if the black mist touched his body?

He quickly shook his head, he really didn't dare to think about the picture, he turned his head and stepped back.

But the path behind him had long since disappeared, and his feet were replaced by a white bone passage, and it turned out that the path was made of white bones.

The number of these white bones is incalculable, and Qingyun saw that the great war outside actually existed.

For some reason, the space around Qingyun was imprisoned, both his body and Zhenyuan could not move, and the blood flow slowed down, and only thoughts knew the flow of time.

The black fog is getting closer and closer, and every time it advances, it is a torture of Qingyun, beating Qingyun's beating heart, trying to destroy his spiritual defense.

The mantra of the word "column" is not forbidden by the space, and the clouds run silently, and the mantra of the word "column" means: stabilize the heart of the Dao, and be indestructible!

The black fog finally came into contact with Qingyun, which contained monstrous resentment, and a lot of negative emotions poured into Qingyun's heart.

Even the mantra of the word "column" is useless, Qingyun's will is destroyed, and he is in danger of sinking at any time.

At this time, Qingyun's ring glowed, and the two metal plates that had been lying quietly in the ring flew out

The flames on the metal plate were monstrous, and the sound of chanting came from it, and the power of time spurted from it,

The flames were jumping, as if they were reincarnated in the power of time, and when a trace of black mist touched the power of time, it immediately disappeared without a trace.

If the entire black fog was ignited, the thick black fog in front of it disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the surrounding area returned to normal, while the mud was still wriggling.

"Whew!"

A piercing cry sounded, and several black shadows rushed out of the mud, and when they saw the metal plates, they immediately fled into the depths of the mist.

"Whoa!"

The white bone path kept shaking, and the mud flew all over the sky, and finally the white bone path continued to break the road, and Qingyun continued on the road.

"Buzz!"

The metal plate trembled, the flames disappeared, and the power of time returned to the metal plate, restoring its original calm, and finally falling into the palm of Qingyun's hand.

Qingyun was puzzled for a while, looked at the two metal plates, and finally reluctantly put them into the ring.

He didn't expect that the metal plate was the nemesis of the black fog and the nemesis of negative emotions, and he escaped it.

The path of bones still has no end in sight, but the vast swamp is gone, and a hard ground has replaced the swamp.

In addition to the bone paths on the hard ground, there are also tall bone mountains, which are located in various places on the hard ground.

Qingyun looked at the white bones at this time, and his heart was at a loss, it was difficult to estimate how many living beings died in that epic battle.

The path continues to extend, and the density of the bone mountains is increasing, and there are almost no gaps between the bone mountains.

"Where is this? It's terrifying!" Xiao Qing had already woken up, and Qing Yun had been walking on the Bone Path for a whole day.

"Misty Swamp!"

"There's a swamp here, this is clearly a graveyard!"

"Let's get out of here, I've heard it's dangerous!" Qingyun reminded.

As they walked on, through a cave of bones, the scene before them had changed.

A beautiful valley comes into view, with a flowing stream full of flowers, and the view is fascinating.

The two enjoyed the view of the valley before entering the valley.

When they got closer, the soil of the flowers turned out to be blood-red, and the creek turned out to be a river of blood.

There are still many bones among the flowers, which is beautiful and terrifying, two completely different scenes, but mixed together.

"Squeak!"

A burst of strange sounds sounded, and Qingyun and Xiaoqing looked around in a smart room, looking for the location of the sound.

"Whoa!"

Among the flowers, a straight line was shaking, as if something was approaching.

The strange sound got closer and closer, and they saw a blood-red flower moving, the flower was very strange, only branches, no flowers and leaves.

"Flowers on the other side!"

Qingyun exclaimed, Earth legend, the real flower of the other side grows in the netherworld, nourished by yin qi, souls, and the flesh and blood of living beings.

They came to the Netherworld, but the surrounding scenery is difficult to associate with the word Netherworld.

"Whew!"

When the flower on the other side was moving, it suddenly flew up, and a flower branch suddenly pumped towards Qingyun.

Qingyun was on the flowers, and saw grimaces emerging, hideous and terrifying, very scary.

The flower branches were extremely cold, pumping towards the Qingyun, and at the same time, the cold Dao was circulating, and a large net shrouded the Qingyun.

The Dao is a big net, so that Qingyun has nowhere to escape, and even the Chaos Dao is useless.

The Tao transforms into shape, and it turns into matter, which is not comparable to the Tao of the Taoist, which requires a very high understanding of the Tao.

The big net fell, Qingyun and Xiaoqing were desperate, and the devouring soul and flesh of the flowers on the other side made them afraid.