Chapter 158: Ancient Battlefield
"Where is the entrance to the Ancient Battlefield?" Tang Mo kicked the weeds at his feet irritably.
She searched back and forth twice, and she didn't let go of both sides, but she didn't find any abnormalities.
Fu Yunxiu frowned and thought, the map clearly marked that it was at the eighth bend, how could it not be? Could it be that this map is fake?
This is the eighth bend, right, Fu Yunxiu looked at the river, and suddenly his heart moved, and he said, "Will we think too complicated?" β
Tang Mo was puzzled, "Huh? "Yes.
"The eighth bend on the map, maybe that is that bend, not somewhere else." The more Fu Yunxiu spoke, the more he felt that it was very likely, and immediately decided: "Let's go into the water." β
The two of them flew over the eighth bend and carefully sensed the changes in space.
Sure enough, the entrance turned out to be in the void above the bend, which was too difficult to find!
Tang Mo was speechless.
But in any case, this trip is not a waste of time.
Fu Yunxiu hugged Tang Mo and said softly, "I'm in." β
Tang Mo leaned lazily in his arms and nodded.
In the next second, Fu Yunxiu accelerated and crashed into the void, disappearing in an instant.
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Inside the Ancient Battlefield.
A group of young men were fighting, surrounded by a group of dried corpses in worn armor and armed with rusty weapons.
"Damn! The fighting spirit of these war corpses is too strong! Can't break up at all! A young man said bitterly: "I'm afraid I'm going to die here this time." β
"Don't give up, there's still a chance." The black-clothed swordsman next to him said: "The northeast direction is relatively weak, but the combat power can break through." β
Hearing this, several warriors who had already shown despair lifted their expressions and moved closer to the northeast. While blocking the other corpses, most of the attacks are focused on the northeast direction.
After a while, everyone broke through with difficulty, and only seven of the original thirteen people remained.
There is no time to grieve, and they have to continue to run for their lives.
While fighting and running, the spiritual power of the seven people was consumed extremely quickly, and it didn't take long for there to be signs of spiritual power depletion, but there were still dozens of war corpses left.
One of the young men suddenly roared, completely gave up resistance, and rushed towards the group of war corpses.
"Don't!"
"Come back!"
The rest of the people shouted hoarsely.
There was only a loud bang in response.
The young man blew himself up, but because his spiritual power was almost exhausted, the power was not very strong, and only three or four nearby war corpses were killed.
This kind of death is not tragic.
With tears in their eyes, everyone yelled and wanted to fight hard.
At this moment, the void above their heads suddenly twisted, and two figures fell, falling straight into the crowd of war corpses.
Tang Mo raised his eyes and was startled by the war corpse, and subconsciously threw a punch.
The war corpse was beaten and staggered, and it took a moment to regain its footing.
Seeing this, Fu Yunxiu also slapped it out, which contained a thunder magnetic force field, which was powerful.
The war corpse was slapped and flew away and never got up again, and the battle intent on its eyebrows that was originally hovering instantly broke away and floated towards Fu Yunxiu.
The battle intent was ethereal, like an invisible ball of qi, Fu Yunxiu was defenseless, and actually let it go directly into the center of his eyebrows and integrate into the sea of knowledge.
He couldn't help but be surprised.
Tang Mo looked up sensitively and asked, "What's wrong?" β
Fu Yunxiu frowned and said, "There seems to be something...... Be careful! β
Before he finished speaking, another battle corpse attacked, and the thunder magnetic force field spread directly, protecting the two of them in it. All the war corpses that approached were directly strangled by the force field.
The invisible battle intent drilled into his eyebrows one after another, and merged into his sea of knowledge.
Fu Yunxiu was terrified, and he didn't dare to let Tang Mo make a move.
With Fu Yunxiu's joining, several people who were already desperate once again sprouted hope and worked hard to kill the war corpses.
It didn't take long for all the war corpses to be dealt with.
Several young people sat on the ground, gasping for air, showing a smile for the rest of their lives, but their eyes were a little red when they smiled and laughed, and more than twenty of them came out together, and in the end there were only six left.
γ @Β·error-free start~~
Fu Yunxiu pulled Tang Mo over and said bluntly, "Who can explain it to me?" β
Several people hurriedly stood up, and one of them, the black-clothed swordsman, said, "Thank you for saving us." β
Fu Yunxiu was a little anxious, he didn't know what the thing that fused with his own sea of consciousness was, and now he wanted to figure out what harm that thing was and how to get rid of it.
Therefore, he spoke a little politely, "Whoever you want, tell me what those dried corpses are, and what they are that kill them and end up in my eyebrows." β
Tang Mo was taken aback, only then did she know why Fu Yunxiu didn't let her make a move, she asked worriedly, "How do you feel now?" β
Fu Yunxiu sensed it carefully, shook his head and said, "I don't feel anything." β
"That's because you killed too few war corpses." The swordsman said.
Tang Mo and Fu Yunxiu both looked over.
The swordsman smiled and said, "You're from outside, right?" Don't worry, that's the will to fight, not only is there no harm, but it's good for the warrior. β
Hearing that it was harmless, the two of them felt slightly relieved, "I want to hear it in detail." β
"This is the Ancient Battlefield, and those war corpses are all soldiers who died in the Great War of the Ancients." The swordsman said: "No one knows how tragic the war was back then, only that tens of thousands of years after the end of the war, the fighting spirit in the battlefield is still not dispersed, so it condensed in the eyebrows of these corpses and formed a war corpse." β
"War corpses have no soul and are invulnerable, but they retain a sense of battle. The only way to kill them is to defeat their fighting intent from the front. When a corpse dies, the will of war is transferred to the person who killed them. @Β·error-free start~~"
"The battle spirit has a certain effect on the spirit of the warrior. Especially when fighting, the fighting spirit will bring you a fearless momentum. I heard that those who have a great will to fight can dispel the clouds of calamity by relying on momentum alone. β
Hearing this, Tang Mo and Fu Yunxiu couldn't help but gasp.
The power of the cloud robbery, both of them have felt it up close, and in four words, it is a numbness on the scalp.
They couldn't imagine how strong the momentum was to disperse the clouds? This is the real perversion!
Seeing that the two of them were so shocked, the swordsman said again: "This is just a rumor, and you don't have to believe it all." I just want you to know that the fighting spirit is really useful. β
"But you can't absorb too much at one time, there is dead air attached to the battle spirit, and if the living absorb too much, it will become a dead body." The young man in orange reminded.
Tang Mo hurriedly asked, "Then how do you expel the dead air?" β
The young man said: "You have to rely on your own mental power to get rid of it, so don't absorb too much at one time, if the dead qi becomes the climate, it will be troublesome." β
Fu Yunxiu hurriedly closed his eyes and looked inward, and there were indeed wisps of black mist with an evil aura floating in the sea of knowledge, which should be dead air.
He manipulated his telekinesis to directly besiege him, forcing him out of his body along the center of his eyebrows, but fortunately, the dead qi dissipated as soon as it reached the outside world and could not exist alone.
Fu Yunxiu breathed a sigh of relief and thanked the two.
The swordsman and the young man glanced at each other, and they both saw the incredibleness in each other's eyes, when was it so simple for a warrior to expel his dead air?
Speaking of which, I didn't add anything to it tomorrow
Still owes two chapters.