The Ancient Demon Battlefield is worthy of being a place of great evil, and as soon as Night Terror Hong stepped into it, he felt a burst of icy cold air rushing towards his face.

It's not just cold air, it's also a sticky, suffocating dead air.

Chaos, turbidity, and heavy ...... Desperate!

There is a Netherworld Pill in the body of Night Terror, and the perception of this breath is far beyond ordinary people, they are like the poison of rotten bones, quietly invading Night Terror.

It's just that as soon as he came into contact with the Night Terror, he was crushed to pieces by the power of the white tiger.

Only then did Night Terror Hong understand why Yan Qingjue wanted to obtain the White Tiger Sacred Heart at all costs, even if it was just a replica, it was also the nemesis of evil things.

But this is one thing, and the other side is that the Night Terror Hellish Pill is longing for this power......

It wants to devour them and make them a part of itself.

It's a strange experience that Night Terror and the ghostly creatures scattered throughout the battlefield of the Elder Demon complement each other and target each other's hunts.

Yan Qingjue took Night Terror Hong to choose a place suitable for Night Terror Hong's cultivation advancement, set up a formation that could help Night Terror Hong break through, and said with a smile: "There is abundant spiritual energy and spiritual energy here, which one are you going to attack?" ”

Night Terror thought for a moment and said firmly, "I want to start both at the same time." ”

Yan Qingjue raised his eyebrows in surprise: "It's decided?" ”

"Hmm."

If you want to achieve a balance between the aura and the underworld, you must learn to fuse the two, otherwise one will be a shackle to the other.

The image of night terror, between life and death, existence and extinction, is an eternal cycle.

In that case, why can't she let them coexist in her own body?

Maybe this is an opportunity!

Yan Qingjue was silent for a long time, and finally gave in: "Okay." ”

He lowered his head, touched the night terror with his forehead, and said in a low voice: "What follows is your battle, I can't interfere, otherwise it won't be good for you." When you remember, I will always be there for you. ”

Night Terror smiled and bowed his head, stood on tiptoe to give him a solemn, beloved kiss, took a step back and said, "Wait for me to come back." ”

"Hmm."

Night Terror Hong stepped into the formation that Yan Qingjue had set for her......

……

As soon as she left the night terror, the charm and the spirit set her sights on the fat of the night terror, in their opinion, the strength of the night terror was very weak, as long as she left the man of the square, she was not enough.

Even though she has the protection of the White Tiger Clan, the effect of this protection has a lot to do with the strength of Night Terror itself.

Even if they can't hurt the night terrors, their intimidation and devil cry are enough to scare this weak Terran out of water.

Once you lose the heart to fight, once you lose your fighting spirit, you can only be eaten by them......

The anticipating ghosts follow the night terrors all the way, and finally come to a land of bones.

The wind and sand that hid the bones were all blown away by the mysterious wind when the Great Array was completed, showing the cruelty of the Ancient Demon Battlefield for thousands of years in front of the Night Terror......

This is the place where heroes are buried, and this is also the place where the will is inherited.

This is where life falls, and this is where hope is born.

Night terror stared, the corners of his lips rose slightly, and he sat cross-legged in the center of the formation.

She slowed her breathing, letting her consciousness merge with the world......

Everything that had happened here turned into a magnificent torrent epic that slowly unfolded in front of her......

(End of chapter)