Chapter 57: The Ancient Battlefield
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Rumble!
The young man who asked for Zen Peak made a move, and as soon as he came up, he used his extreme strength, his fists shook continuously, and the whole person seemed to become as tall as a mountain in an instant, and a strong Arhat walked out of the spiritual mountain, and his majestic and heavy fists fell, wanting to subdue demons and eliminate demons.
Be careful!
Shi Kong shouted in a low voice, and he was about to hook the Ancient God Domain, because he could see that the young man in front of him was seriously injured and had almost lost one leg, and he could have some combat power.
However, almost instantly, the bluestone moved, and the young man was very crisp, and with one step, one palm fell down, facing the almost brilliant fist.
Bang!
It was like the beating of a war drum, or the swing of a soldier's sledgehammer, smashing down on the anvil, and a bitter wind was set off between the two.
Kick, Kick!
Immediately, the young man from Qiu Zen Peak staggered backwards, one hand spasmed, his fist cracked, and blood bloomed.
Hiss!
In the courtyard, the purple bamboo leaves fell, and the Qingwu people gasped almost at the same time, and soon became excited, this bluestone was so powerful, that understatement palm, it was actually a light to repel the opponent, if it weren't for the blood stains on the corner of his mouth, plus a broken leg, he couldn't see a half-dead appearance at all.
In front of the courtyard, Shi Kong's gaze couldn't help but focus on Qingshi's palm, Qingwu and a few people may not be able to see it, but he was not far away, at the moment of his shot, he clearly captured an extremely terrifying power of qi and blood, this majesty of qi and blood, farther above him, such a kind of physical power, has been strong to an extreme.
"Impossible!"
The young man's pupils were full of disbelief, he stared at Qingshi, and after a while, he seemed to see something, his eyes became shocked, and he exclaimed: "You actually want to take that road, and you have already taken the first step!"
"Yes, I set foot on that road, do you think there is still a chance to win? Zen Tiger!"
Qingshi looked at each other, his eyes were clear, and there was an indescribable profundity at this moment, like a cypress tree that had experienced thousands of years of wind, frost, rain and snow on the cliff, and then aged for thousands of years.
Zen Hu laughed, there was jealousy in his eyes, but also happiness, and said coldly: "This is a dead end, if you want to break it and stand up, you may be able to do it, but in this life, I am afraid that it will be difficult to penetrate the inner and outer heaven and earth, condense the yin god, and light the sky lantern! Your road is broken, I will wait for you to stop, and on that day, I will come to you again!"
The young man from the Zen Peak turned around and left, without dragging the mud and water, he knew very well that the bluestone at this time was invincible, and he embarked on such a road, once he successfully took the first step, the combat power would be extremely terrifying, but it almost stopped at the Divine Fire Realm, throughout the ages, the entire mountains and seas, the five desolations and forty-five states, have never heard of anyone successfully lighting the sky lantern and condensing the Yin God, which is an invincible road and an eternal road.
"Damn bald donkey, relying on a few years of more cultivation than me, he forcibly bullied, if he succeeds in cultivation in the future, he will definitely settle accounts with him!" Looking at the back of Zen Tiger disappearing at the end of the mountain road, Qingshan couldn't help but grit his teeth and said hatefully.
"That's good!" Qingyu also grinded a pair of crystal tiger teeth, and the girl didn't have the slightest affection for everyone in the Zen clan at this time.
However, in addition to the hatred in their hearts, the Qingwu people felt a kind of pressure even more, this world seemed to be very different from what they thought when they were young, it was not so beautiful, on the contrary, they saw many thorns, densely scattered on their path, and if they were not careful, they would be covered with bruises.
"Brother Qingshi, why don't you keep him!"
Qinghu walked out of the courtyard, with a reluctant face, and said: "This person has a vicious mind, and if he wants to cut off Shikong's arm, he should let him eat the consequences." ”
Qingshi shook his head, then snorted, and another wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Big Brother Bluestone!"
Qingwu and a few people exclaimed, this internal injury seemed to be more severe than imagined, so far, they were full of curiosity about Qingshi's ability to still show such amazing combat power, but at the same time, they were more worried.
Waving his hand, Qingshi said: "It's okay, it's an old problem, and now it's developing in a good direction, rest assured, at most half a year, I can restore the old view." ”
After half a cup of tea.
In the Zizhu Courtyard, the bluestone slapped open the sealing mud on the stone jar, filled the eight stone bowls in front of him, and then looked at the empty stone jar, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's a pity, there is only the last pot left, this has to be brewed again, and it will have to wait for another year." ”
Is this the Fountain of Blood?
Shi Kong looked at the crystal liquid like blood jade in the stone bowl in front of him, accompanied by an intoxicating aroma like wine, and wisps of fishy sweetness, which was somewhat similar to the medicinal wine of later generations.
The blood fountain entered the abdomen, spicy and scorching, and soon seeped into the limbs and bones, turning into boiling hot gas, blending into qi and blood.
Ten breaths later, Shi Kong opened his eyes, and the fifteenth point where his liver was located was suddenly penetrated by the sword qi, and his cultivation took another small step forward.
Nodding towards Shi Kong with a smile, Qingshi's eyes also gave birth to a hint of amazement, the little brother in this clan seems to be even better than the description in the news that has been transmitted to the school recently, thinking of the previous battle with Zen Hu, although he finally fell into the disadvantage, but thinking of his own time, at his age, but far from such combat power.
After another cup of tea, Qingyu and the other six people also woke up one after another, a bowl of blood spring can really be regarded as a big supplement for them, almost everyone, once again through a trick point, just because of the level of cultivation, the speed of refining and absorption of each person is different.
"Okay, this is also a little help that you can give as a clan brother, after three months, whether you can stay or not depends on yourself. ”
Speaking of this, Qingshi's face slowly became solemn, and his tone became low, and he said: "To be honest, it's really not the right time for you to come this year, originally we thought that there would be children in the clan to enter the academy again, and we would have to wait until next year, but we didn't expect that seven of you would come in this year." ”
In fact, the top ten clans, not every year there are young descendants who are favored by the tribal school, after all, there are only so many people who reach the age every year, and sometimes there are only a few people.
What happened on Qinglian Peak? Why did Uncle Seven's only son become a stone statue? These are all mysteries that Shikong Seven people can't solve.
"I'm on Qinglian Peak, and now there are only eight people who are really alive, except for me, Qingye turned into a stone statue because of the blood poison of the blood clan's seed-level young powerhouse, but there is still a breath of air, whether he can break free from the shackles, but it is uncertain at the moment. ”
In addition, Qingshi told them, as well as the six senior brothers and sisters in the clan, had already gone to the ancient battlefield to find an elixir that could unlock the blood poison, hoping to help Aoba break out of the cocoon.
"What is the ancient battlefield?" "What kind of existence is the academy, and when we get here, if we stay, what will we face?"
This is what Shi Kong wants to know most now, as soon as he stepped into this tribal academy, and then saw the outfits of Ling Ye and the others, Shi Kong understood that this was not a pure place for preaching and teaching, but more, I am afraid that it is accompanied by blood and fire, and there are killing and mysteries.
His gaze swept over the faces of the seven people in Shikong, Qingshi pondered for a moment, finally took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "The tribal academy can be said to be the barracks of my human race, and it is a place of trial for training recruits, and the ancient battlefield is divided into the inner region and the outer region, the five desolate lands, and there are countless ancient battlefields, here, it is an ancient battlefield of the blood clan guarded by my Luming tribe. ”
What the!
Rushi Kong, he was also a little shocked, it seemed to be more cruel than he imagined, and then, he talked about the ghost night he had encountered in the Qinglian clan village, and even the terrifying disasters such as the blood night, the god day, and the true god heaven that he had learned from the elders of the seventh uncle and other clans, as well as the elders of the elder generation.
"What kind of calamity, it's just those alien races pretending to be gods and ghosts, in order to satisfy their own selfish desires, and even disturb the livelihood of my five wildernesses, and cause trouble to the world, most of them are absconding from the ancient battlefield, or they are some weak fish that have slipped through the net, some are strong and some are weak, but at least more than ninety percent are still intercepted in the ancient battlefield. ”
Qingshi solemnly opened his mouth and said such a secret story, which surprised the seven people of Shikong. (Ask for recommendation votes, ask for collections!)