At this point,

The old man of Fusang had a hideous bloody hole in his chest.

The aura around him was even more sluggish, and he rolled his eyes and passed out.

Seeing the old man of Fusang who fell to the ground and fell unconscious,

Ding Xiaoyi made a move with his right hand, and the long sword turned into a streamer and flew to his palm.

Then, with an incomparably bright smile on his face, he looked at the four remaining Fusang cultivators.

Thousands of years ago,

At that time, Dayong had not yet been founded.

At that time, the Cangxuan Realm was still in the midst of war, but a certain island country located in the East China Sea had coveted the Cangxuan Realm for a long time.

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An island nation located in the East China Sea launched a terrible war of aggression.

That war was fought for hundreds of years, and most of the Cangxuan Realm was invaded by this island nation.

Over the course of hundreds of years, countless living beings have died under the butcher's knives of cultivators in this island nation.

Including those unarmed women and children, the old and weak, a certain island country has committed heinous livestock acts against the Cangxuan Realm.

The behavior of an island country in the East China Sea is heinous and inhumane, so it is called a livestock country.

Although the Cangxuan Realm was victorious in the end,

However, the kind of aggression and barbarism engraved in the bones of a certain island country in the East China Sea is forever engraved in their bones.

They are savage,

They are brutal,

They are inhumane.

They were always thinking about encroaching on the Cangxuan Realm again, and launching a devastating war against this continent again.

And a certain island country in the East China Sea is Fusang Country, an island country that has no bottom line of cultivation and is an evil demon.

If it weren't for the devastating blow of a certain great power in the Cangxuan Realm, the Fusang Kingdom would not have stopped the war.

That period of time is also known as the Darkest Period.

Countless martyrs shed their blood and threw their heads in that darkest period, and they exchanged their life's energy for the establishment of the Dayong Kingdom.

Ding Xiaoyi's memory of this secret past is as fresh as new.

His master told him about that darkest period, but he looked like he was in tears.

It can be seen how miserable the island country was at that time, and even the way of heaven couldn't stand it.

To this day, some devastating natural disasters still occur in the island country from time to time.

For example, some time ago,

The island nation was enveloped in a storm of storms.

Strong winds have knocked over countless houses and displaced countless people from the island nation.

I can't even stand the way of heaven,

Thousands of years have passed, and various punishments are still launched against the island nation from time to time.

It almost sank the island nation completely under the East China Sea.

And the Fusang cultivator who had committed a heinous crime against Cangxuan Realm, Ding Xiaoyi naturally did not have any mercy.

I saw that the sword light in his hand flashed again,

The long sword turned into a streamer of light and swept through the throats of the two Fuso maidens.

And when the Fuso ninja saw this, he couldn't help but turn pale with fright.

As soon as he swept his body, he dissolved into Ding Xiaoyi's sight like a black shadow.

He fled in a hurry, but he didn't even care about his loyal mission.

Seeing the Fusang ninja fleeing in a hurry, Ding Xiaoyi's right hand and two fingers pointed towards a certain place in the dark sky.

"Hiss......",

The long sword swept away in the air, and the space cracked open inch by inch in the long sword.

"Woo ......",

After a slight sound,

A black shadow fell from the sky and landed right next to the old man in Fusang.

And a shocking blood mark at the center of the black shadow's eyebrows was constantly expanding.

His eyes widened angrily, but he didn't understand how Ding Xiaoyi found his position.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me......",

The only remaining Fuso boy was so frightened that he retreated again and again.

He couldn't stop screaming in horror, he was already frightened.

A foul smell came from under the crotch of the Fuso boy's pants.

Ding Xiaoyi's series of measures actually scared this Fusang teenager into incontinence.

"Plop" sound,

The Fusang boy suddenly knelt down, and he kept begging Ding Xiaoyi.

"Poof......,

A huge head rose into the sky, and the Fusang boy was cut off by Ding Xiaoyi's sword.

Blood spilled wildly, and the skull still let out bursts of pleading.

Xia Qinghou just watched all this quietly,

His lips squirmed a few times, but in the end he didn't say a word.

He watched it all silently,

Although he had doubts about Ding Xiaoyi's sudden killing, he also understood.

"Baa ......",

At this time, Li Muyang suddenly let out a crisp sheep cry from his mouth.

I saw five rays of light floating from the bodies of the five corpses, and the light was like a white goat.

Li Muyang waved his hand, and the five clusters of light disappeared into his sleeves.

And the sinister aura around him is getting stronger and stronger.

He looked around in a daze, as if all this was confusing him.

Ding Xiaoyi turned to look at Xia Qinghou and Li Muyang, and then he came to the bank of the river on the other side.

Looking at the rushing and roaring river, he had a lot of thoughts, and all kinds of thoughts flashed in his mind.

"City Lord Xia, don't you think it's a little strange, why can the Fusang Kingdom located in the East China Sea enter this Ancient Battlefield Ruins, in addition to the East China Sea Fusang Kingdom, are there cultivators from other domains who can also enter this Ancient Battlefield Ruins?"

Ding Xiaoyi asked Xia Qinghou suspiciously,

It's as if there's a big invisible hand controlling it.

"The primeval battlefield crisscrosses the entire other side of the realm, and it is precisely because of this immortal war that the other side of the realm has fallen apart, and the primeval battlefield has become a different dimension, and it is not surprising that there are multiple entrances."

Xia Qinghou explained to Ding Xiaoyi that he obviously knew more than Ding Xiaoyi.

"It seems that there are six sheep",

Li Muyang, who was stunned, regained his clarity at this moment. He came to Ding Xiaoyi's side, and then said to Ding Xiaoyi.

"Very well, when you have caught fifty sheep, we can go out, or we can go back."

Ding Xiaoyi patted Li Muyang's shoulder, and then comforted.

In fact, Ding Xiaoyi has always had a guess in his heart,

Bai Yi had told him that the cultivators who died in this primeval battlefield would become a sheep.

And why did Master Yang let Li Muyang follow them, obviously Li Muyang was the collector.

The sheep were condensed by the cultivators who had died in the primeval battlefield.

And what is the origin of those shepherds?

Including who is Master Yang, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't figure it out after thinking about it for a long time.

The three of them went downstream along the banks of the river on the other side.

The river on the other side seems to be endless,

They couldn't see the other side of the river, and they couldn't go to the end of the river on the other side.

It's as if the river on the other side is a great river that leads to all regions.

There is no end,

I can't see the source,

Only the roaring and galloping momentum continued.

There is no source and no end,

The river on the other side is like a river of gods, traversing in front of everyone's eyes.

And they didn't find a flower on the other side,

Except for a flower in the valley that was collected by Ding Xiaoyi, but no flower was found.

I don't know how long I walked, but everyone only felt that the surroundings were desolate and desolate

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Except for the ink-like river that set off huge black waves, all they saw was a barren landscape.

The surrounding mountains are dark gray and devoid of any life.

Not even a single dead grass was to be seen, and they had to continue along the river on the other side.

Ahead

A dark light flooded,

When Ding Xiaoyi saw this, he couldn't help but be happy.

The luster of that piece of gloom is purple-black, and it should be the flower of the other side.

In the void beside the river on the other side,

Countless purple-black flowers bloom in full bloom.

Ding Xiaoyi unfolded his body and shot towards the void.

As soon as Xia Qinghou mentioned Li Muyang, his body followed closely behind Ding Xiaoyi.

Everywhere you look, you can see the flowers of the other side in full bloom.

Every flower on the other side is full of faint fragrance,

And as soon as this fragrant scent enters the brain, there will be a sense of relief like enlightenment.

It's like a garden on the other side,

Countless flowers are in full bloom, and the petals of each flower are stained with a drop of crystal clear dew.

And in the middle of the flowers on the other side, there is a thatched hut that appears in everyone's sight.

Seeing the thatched house in the void, Ding Xiaoyi and Xia Qinghou glanced at each other.

They sensed that the thatched hut had appeared very strangely.

Just when Ding Xiaoyi was puzzled, the door of the thatched house opened,

A person slowly walked out of the thatch, and it was an old Taoist priest who was like a fairy wind.