The desolate land is full of devastation, and as far as the eye can see, there are thousands of ravines and layered rocks.

And between these tens of millions of ravines, there are flickering electric lights, which seem very weird.

A figure stands on the top of a mountain that has been reduced to layers of stone flakes due to weathering and corrosion, looking at the scenery in front of him.

But I saw that the figure was more than eight feet long, burly and majestic, and a black scale armor did not give people any uncomfortable feeling, with a hideous face, long teeth, and long fiery red hair...... It was Zhang Yang, who had just been promoted to the black zombie.

It is said that at this time, Zhang Yang should retreat and cultivate well to consolidate the realm he had just advanced, but he had more important things to do, and he had to continue to go deep into the ancient battlefield and come to this more dangerous place.

Besides, Zhang Yang's situation is quite special, even so, it will not cause the realm to fall, it will only make the transformation time over, and those residual energy will escape, causing some waste, this result, Zhang Yang can still accept it.

As for Shangguan Mo'er, she chose a safe place to retreat and cultivate. After all, for her, a human monk, being promoted to two levels with a face is already the biggest gain of this trip, if she doesn't consolidate the realm immediately, it is very likely to fall, and it will become almost impossible to advance again when the time comes. That's the biggest loss.

Therefore, although she was very unwilling, Shangguan Mo'er had to give up the idea of continuing to explore in the ruins of Tianfu.

"The density of the spatial rift here is much larger than that of other places, and there is a large rift tens of kilometers long just now...... It seems that this is already one of the most dangerous places in the ancient battlefield. Nadong (Tibet-province) is also very normal here. ”

Zhang Yang secretly pondered, without any hesitation. took out a jade slip, probed with his divine sense, determined the direction of progress, and then shook his hand, and a black shadow flew in front, but it was a fox goose.

This fox goose was naturally obtained from the three monks of Puwangzong. To Zhang Yang's surprise, the three of them were very well prepared, and there were dozens of foxes and geese in the spirit beast bags they carried.

In this way, as long as he is a little careful, it is almost enough for Zhang Yang to explore on the ancient battlefield.

Zhang Yang followed behind the lonely goose, his eyes and divine consciousness were all turned on, paying attention to every danger ahead, constantly controlling the lonely goose to change direction to avoid spatial cracks.

Rao was so careful, a careless one, there was still a lone goose hit a small spatial crack, and the whole body was cut in an instant, and blood mixed with feathers flew around.

Seeing this, Zhang Yang immediately stopped flying away, carefully avoiding the crack, his brows were only slightly furrowed, but he didn't feel much distressed. Then he released a fox goose and continued to move forward...... After a few days, Zhang Yang's golden wings waved lightly behind him, and he flew rapidly behind the fox goose.

The ground is always the same ravine, without the slightest change, and the wind and sand around him are also endless, and under the continuous rush, even Zhang Yang, a zombie who is used to loneliness, feels lonely for a while.

You know, this kind of rush is different from retreat. Retreat is the law of contemplation, and once you indulge in it, you may not even know that time has passed.

However, this continuous rush is extremely boring.

Fortunately, Zhang Yangxin's surname is very strong, so he can't bear it.

After a dozen days, a towering mountain finally appeared in front of me.

Under the shroud of wind and sand, Zhang Yangqing's eyes opened with all his strength, and it can be seen that the overall shape of this high mountain is like an inverted long sword, and Cui Wei pulls it out.

"It's here!"

As calm as Zhang Yang, he couldn't help but be a little excited, and his speed was a little faster.

The ruins of Tianfu, the ancient battlefield, the sword draw mountain!

Here, this is the goal of Zhang Yang's trip.

According to the jade slip returned to him by Qi Xuan, it is on this sword drawing mountain that there is a peerless mental method hidden - the Great Cutting Technique.

The Great Cutting Technique can be cultivated to the extreme, and it can cut everything, even the soul and other nothing, which can really be said to be the most perverted.

What's more, this is a growth-type exercise that even ordinary foundation building cultivators can cultivate, and as people's cultivation continues to grow, its power will continue to increase.

In the world of cultivation, there is an ancient legend, it is said that in ancient times, there was an old monster in the tribulation period, with the help of the Great Cutting Technique, a true immortal who came from the fairy world was killed and killed.

It was also that battle that made the Great Cutting Technique famous throughout the cultivation realm. It's just that later, for unknown reasons, the mental method of the Great Cutting Technique gradually disappeared.

Now that Zhang Yang has received information, he knows that the mental method of this Great Cutting Technique appeared on the ancient battlefield, even if he is not sure whether it is true or false, it is worth a trip.

As for whether Qi Xuan would take this exercise away first, Zhang Yang was not too worried. Don't say that Qi Xuan doesn't need to take this risk to offend Zhang Yang, even if he wants to do this, he has to have that strength.

The ancient battlefield was full of dangers, even with Zhang Yang's strength, he was in danger several times, and he killed several waves of robbers before he came here. With Qi Xuan's strength, the chance of him being able to get here safely is almost zero, and I am afraid that it is precisely because of this that the other party is willing to exchange this chicken-like existence.

...... Standing at the foot of Jiantug Mountain, Zhang Yang's feeling was not only shocked, but also shocked.

But I saw that on the cliff where the wall was standing, the texture of the blue stone was a broken sword, and it was firmly inserted into the cliff. Some were only a few inches exposed, and some were not in at all.

Zhang Yang approached and stroked the broken swords. Although there was only the first half of the broken sword, Zhang Yang could clearly feel it, whether it was the texture or the momentum exuded from the broken sword, it was not inferior to the appearance of a mid-level magic weapon.

Looking up, as far as Qingling's eyes could see, it was densely packed, and the cliff wall was full of this kind of broken sword.

It is probably not an exaggeration to say that it is tens of billions.

Tens of billions of broken swords? Moreover, they are all broken swords that do not belong to mid-level magic weapons? Zhang Yang was so shocked that he could barely breathe.

With such a big stroke, I'm afraid that even if you gather the strength of the three sects and four sects today, you can't match it, right?

Zhang Yang selected a broken sword with more parts exposed, clamped his two fingers, and immediately showed a stunned expression as soon as he used force.

The powerful power of the peak of the purple zombie initial level, how much power is under his own sandwich, Zhang Yang knows best, I am afraid that even if it is made of metal, it will also be pulled out.

However, with such great power, the broken sword did not move at all, which is simply incredible.

There was almost no hesitation, his hands pinched a spell, the mana fluctuated between his fingers, and he saw that a spell was about to be generated, but he saw a crisp sound of "beep horn" on the mountain wall, and between the flow of electricity and light, it was actually a stream of energy that began to converge towards the broken sword selected by Zhang Yang, obviously this is a powerful prohibition.

Shocked, Zhang Yang immediately stopped casting spells.

The performance of this mountain wall is too weird. Although Zhang Yang is very confident in his strength, he is unwilling to fight against this inexplicable thing for no reason.

There is no benefit in winning, a magic weapon in this section is absolutely not taken to heart for him, but if he loses, he will suffer heavy losses, in case he is suppressed or fallen by a powerful formation, it will be a joke.

After a moment's thought, he didn't continue to touch this prohibition, and instead flew towards the mountain.

The cliff stands upright, like a tall stone wall, and sits at a right angle of nearly 90 degrees.

The golden wings behind Zhang Yang waved, turning into a streamer of light, and went up along the cliff where the wall was standing.

In my ears, there is the sound of the whirring wind, and in front of me, there is a gray cliff, and the cliff is full of all kinds of broken swords...... All of this is so full of fairy tales.

This cliff is extremely tall. Because he didn't know the danger ahead, Zhang Yang didn't dare to move forward quickly, but his speed was much faster than that of ordinary Jindan monks flying at full speed.

Rao was like this, and after a few hours, the cliff began to tilt to a certain extent.

After another journey, the eyes suddenly opened up, but it was a natural cave-like existence, and it looked huge.

At the opening of this cave, it was like a white blazing vortex, and countless silver lights flowed, as if it was a teleportation channel.

After a slight hesitation, Zhang Yang sacrificed a small shield like a turtle shell in his left hand, and the unicorn arm in his right hand appeared, ready to attack at any time.

After doing these things, Zhang Yang plunged headlong into the silver whirlpool.

Woohoo!

As soon as Zhang Yang appeared, he was greeted by several flickering streams.

"Hmph!" Zhang Yang snorted coldly, but he was not panicked when he was prepared, the small shield in his left hand flickered, rose in the wind, and turned into a two-zhang size block in front of him, covering it tightly.

Ding! Ding!

There were a few crisp sounds, and those streams were blocked and shot away.

"Huh?"

Immediately, there was a burst of surprise.

Boom!

Zhang Yang's feet fell heavily to the ground.

In front of me, there is a vast hall, with a radius of tens of thousands of acres, and the top is hundreds of zhang high, which will not give people a depressing feeling at all.

There were already dozens of people in the hall. Looking at these dozens of people, they are sparsely divided into several groups, obviously opposing each other.

It was the two Jindan monks who attacked him just now.

Seeing the enemy clearly, Zhang Yang's gaze couldn't help but chill. With an attack of that magnitude just now, if you were to be an ordinary Jindan monk, you would be caught off guard and seriously injured even if you didn't die. The other party's purpose is very clear, and it is obvious that he wants to take advantage of the opportunity.

Zhang Yang's principle of being a man is very simple, if you want my life, then I want your life.

Therefore, there was nothing to hesitate, the whole person had already leaped to his feet and pounced on the enemy.

Those two Jindan monks, one was a Jindan intermediate rank, and the other was a Jindan high-level existence. Seeing that this beginner-level black zombie rashly launched a counterattack against the two of them at the same time, they all showed disdainful expressions.

(To be continued)