The inheritance on Luo Wuzhou does have the shadow of the ancient immortal realm.

However, Luo Wuzhou had experienced a great war, and the Ming Jin cultivators expelled the Xuan Jin cultivation lineage.

Since then, the cultivation inheritance on Luo Wuzhou has been dominated by the power of qi and blood.

In a word, the limbs are well developed and the mind tends to be simple.

Strive to win.

At this time, there were nearly a thousand elite disciple teams on the ancient battlefield, and there were not many who could really do the order and prohibit it and command it well.

Most people are grouped by the sect, and then spread out to the surrounding areas, each looking for their own opportunity.

"Bang-"

A young man in a green robe was picked up by a spear that suddenly appeared in front of him, his body flipped around a few times, and landed on a broken wall not far away, his expression revealing a trace of fear.

The spear he had picked up flew was stopped, and the handle of the spear was grasped by an illusory hand that was pale yellow and bloody.

An old man in tattered armor and armed with a spear emerged.

"Are today's Luo Wuzhou juniors so weak?" The old man's eyes were dark, and he whispered as the spear stabbed out again.

"In that case, it's better to give this body to the old man."

The spear showed a dark edge, and there was a hint of coldness, and when the shot came out, nine afterimages flickered.

Three flowers and nine tops.

"Good marksmanship." Someone outside the light curtain whispered.

"Good gun." The young man standing on the broken wall let out a low shout, ignoring the call coming from behind him, his hands were spread, and a pair of golden fist gloves revealed the blue light of the Dao Spirit Pattern.

The spear was approaching like a probing clawed dragon, and the young man's fists drew an arc in front of him, and the fists smashed down.

"Smack-"

The fist and the spear struck, and the spear shook and unloaded the fist, and then continued forward, stabbing towards the young man's throat.

At this moment, the young man's left fist, which was shrinking behind him, poked out and slammed into the shaft of the spear.

With this blow, the spear could no longer be unloaded, and it was directly missed.

The young man took a step forward and reached out to grasp the illusory figure of the old man with a gun in front of him.

The palm of his hand was pressed weakly, and the moment he touched the broken battle armor on the old man's chest, a cyan true yuan caused the wind to explode.

The illusory figure of the old man shook for a moment, and then slowly dissipated.

"Hehe, it's also a relief......"

The voice and figure dissolved into nothingness, and the blue-gray spear fell.

The young man held the spear in his hand, his arm trembled, and pouted: "It's just a medium-grade magic weapon, but it's so difficult." ”

Putting away his spear, he turned to look ahead, his eyes falling on a stray pile of stones, a chuckle on his face, and he walked briskly.

Outside the light curtain, Jin Dan, the leader who paid attention to this, shook his head.

"A medium-grade magic weapon, back then, was definitely a top-grade or even semi-spiritual weapon."

"This kind of weapon, the person in charge is at least a general who has built a foundation of about five layers, if you dig it well, you will definitely gain something, but it's a pity."

In addition to the battle and struggle on the battlefield in ancient times, it also depends on chance.

How to find the opportunity and how to grasp the opportunity is up to you.

Outsiders can't help with such things at all.

But it's not like it can't help at all.

For example, what you can see at this time, within the light curtain, those people with big forces basically have their own processes.

When encountering remnant souls, first judge the level of remnant souls, and then fight at the corresponding cultivation level, constantly digging into the secrets of these remnant souls.

For example, why the remnant soul can be formed, is there any treasure around it?

For example, the cultivation method and combat skills of this remnant soul inheritance, is there anything that can be confirmed and referenced.

Although in this way, the progress will be a little slower, but the harvest will generally not be less.

Compared with the two sides, the big forces obviously have a lot of rules.

Zhenyue Sect was not a big force before, and the accumulated chapter process was naturally relatively small.

Fortunately, Zhang Li was not in a hurry and led the elite of the sect to move forward steadily.

When encountering remnants and other enemies, they will stop and keep grinding.

"Hum—"

A sword light flew down from a distance and slashed towards Zhang Lidang's head.

Remnant Edgeworth, a kendo practitioner.

It was a cyan broken sword, the blade of which was broken, and only two feet of phantom remained.

"This kid provoked sword cultivation on the ancient battlefield before, and now he is going to be in trouble."

Outside the light curtain, the Jin Dan team leader who saw this remnant soul sword slashing towards Zhang Li chuckled, and there was a hint of banter in his words.

Sure enough, from outside the light curtain, it could be seen that there were not many remnant souls scattered around the other sect teams.

But in the space of a hundred miles outside the team of the True Yue Sect, there was obviously a Dao cyan remnant soul converging.

How many sword cultivators are going to rush over?

Looking at the sword light that fell from his head, a long sword appeared in Zhang Li's hand, and then stepped out.

"When—"

The two swords collided, and the blade of the sword stirred up flames, and the streamers were everywhere.

The two swords stabbed and flirted, and then collided.

Zhang Li didn't stop, knocked the opponent's long sword away, and swept the sword forward.

The opponent's sword was slashed at the spine, swung again, and then turned the blade and stabbed back.

The two swords clashed, and the agitated edge made people look sideways.

"There is at least a seventh-layer sword cultivation that builds the foundation."

"Now that I still have this kind of combat power, I am afraid that I have already taken half a step of Jindan before I was born."

"If you can dig it out, maybe it will be a rare opportunity."

Outside the light curtain, many people were curious.

Zhang Li's combat power is of course extremely strong.

It is not difficult to deal with this sword cultivator.

It's just that how to tap out the power of this remnant soul is also a headache.

If a sword shatters the remnant soul, all you get is a remnant sword.

I'm afraid that the remnant sword is not even a medium-grade magic weapon.

On the battlefield, Zhang Li did not retreat a single step, and the blade of the sword was wielded.

The remnant sword on the opposite side also seemed to be the rise of war, and the moves were endless.

Here, a sword phoenix nodded three times, and resisted Zhang Li's long sword, and over there, Zhang Li had already made a sword clear, dissipating the power on the sword, and then stabbed horizontally.

The blade of the sword here exploded, turning into a white crane spreading its wings, the blade of the sword was divided into two, pointing at Zhang Li's shoulder, and Zhang Li over there had already followed the sword, and one reversed, appearing behind the remnant sword.

There were also some disciples of the True Yue Sect around who had cultivated swordsmanship, but they had never seen such swordsmanship encounters.

Most of the others had solemn faces, and they didn't dare to blink when they looked at the sword light that was surging back and forth.

Just in front of him, half of the people present could not participate at all.

"Thorn-"

When the remnant sword move was used in the old age, Zhang Li rubbed his sword horizontally and knocked the opponent's sword edge away.

"The juniors have gained a little from the seniors, please teach the seniors."

Zhang Li let out a low shout, and the rhythm and moves of the sword in his hand changed abruptly.

The ghostly light above the blade of the sword is directly the same as the other party, and the angle of the sword has also become the appearance of the other party just now.

Imitate.

Not exactly an imitation.

At this moment, the leaders of the Jindan Realm outside the ancient battlefield all had a gleam in their eyes.

Zhang Li's sword moves are similar to those of the other party, but the essence is different.

But if the essence is different, there is no difference in the moves and cores shown.

"Integrate and use my sword to turn into another sword."

"There is a sword in my heart, and all swords are mine."

Those kendo masters looked at every blow of the long sword in Zhang Li's hand, and their faces showed surprise.

Zhang Li's comprehension in the way of the sword has surpassed them.

Even if Luo Wuzhou is not good at swordsmanship, it is really amazing that the younger generation can have such means.

"This son, extraordinary......"

A white-bearded old man on the eighth floor of Jindan whispered.

In the light curtain, Zhang Li's sword was faster than the other, and it had reached the point where the virtual and the real were connected.

The remnant sword in front of him could only rely on his familiarity with this swordsmanship, constantly blocking and stabbing.

The sharpness above Zhang Li's sword continued to condense.

The sword flickered, and the sword moves became sharper and sharper.

At this moment, the faces of all those who paid attention to him changed.

Zhang Li's sword moves were even sharper than the remnant sword just now.

This is, surpassing the other party's swordsmanship!

With the opponent's swordsmanship, surpass the opponent.

Who would dare to imagine such a kendo comprehension?

"When—"

The two long swords collided, and the remnant sword vibrated and slowly retreated, turning into an afterimage.

The cyan robe, with a long sword on his back, was about thirty, with a hint of loneliness on his face, and a hint of relief.

The sword cultivator bowed to Zhang Li, and then raised his hand to hand over a severed sword and a wooden hairpin.

"The wooden hairpin made of wood can lead the thunder to gather the spirits, and it is a high-quality magic weapon."

Those with sharp eyes had already recognized the wooden hairpin and whispered with envy.

Such a treasure for cultivating the gods, not to mention the level of rank, just the cultivation of the soul is already rare.

This is a special treasure.

"Thank you for the gift from your predecessors, the younger generations will find a suitable master for this treasure, and then pass on the kendo of your predecessors."

Zhang Li bowed slightly, took the broken sword and the wooden hairpin, and then opened his mouth to whisper.

His eyes fell on the sword cultivator opposite, and he suddenly spoke again, his mouth was silent, but he let the other party hear it.

There was a hint of surprise on the sword cultivator's face, he nodded slightly, and his figure dispersed.

Outside the light curtain, no one knew what Zhang Li said.

However, this was no longer the time to guess what Zhang Li had said, because two more sword lights collided towards Zhang Li's position.

The sword in Zhang Li's hand was also raised again.

……

Time just passed in the constant fighting.

If it comes to harvest, the harvest of the True Yue Sect is no less than that of any other force.

But because their team barely moved much in place, they were challenged by the remnants of the kendo who came from all sides.

Zhang Li stood there every day, waiting for the rushing Remnant Soul Sword Cultivator to make a move, and then subdued it with the other party's inheritance.

The Jindan Realm elders who were watching outside all felt that this Zhang Li was a pervert.

How can there be such a person in the world who has such a high level of understanding and talent in the way of the sword?

The confirmation of kendo cultivation is the invisible guardian of outsiders, but every remnant soul sword cultivator who fights with Zhang Li will leave a gift in the end.

All the gains are basically Zhang Li's collection, and most of them are related to kendo practice.

This left the other disciples with empty hands.

If it weren't for the fact that Zhang Li was the absolute core of the True Yue Sect's team, I'm afraid the other disciples wouldn't have been able to stand this kind of suppression.

For 30 consecutive days, I watched the game every day, looking cool, but I was also anxious.

By the 30th, the other teams did not hesitate to rush to the center of the ancient battlefield.

This is the key to every exploration, and it is also the place where you really have a treasure.

It is also a place to kill the cultivators of Izumo Continent and obtain meritorious deeds.

"Wu Yutao, He Kun, Yu Qiuzheng, you lead the disciples of the True Yue Sect to form a formation and move forward."

Zhang Li watched the sky of streamers rushing into the fog in front of him, and his eyes revealed a fine light.

He raised his hand, and one after another shining magic weapons, pills, and talismans flew down.

Most of the gains on the ancient battlefield were indeed related to the way of the sword, and they were not suitable for the disciples of the True Yue Sect.

But what he had in his hands was a treasure.

The caravan of Jingyuan Trading House turned down in Luo Wuzhou, and the high-grade magic weapons and semi-spiritual weapons gathered in his hands could equip a medium-sized sect.

The aura is flying, even if it is the thirtieth day of the ancient battlefield at this time, the scene revealed on the light curtain is already a little chaotic, but the compelling wealth can still be seen.

"Damn, this kid's net worth is at least three times more than that of the old man."

"Tsk, if such a guy with such an opportunity is killed, I'm afraid I won't have to go out to find an opportunity for the rest of my life?"

"This is a fat sheep, and the True Yue Sect is also willing to do it."

Although there are a lot of jokes outside the light curtain, they are actually all jokes.

The means that Zhang Li has shown in the past 30 days are already the top level among the elites of Luo Wuzhou's younger generations.

At least in the top 10 on the elite list.

There is no precedent for such elites to fall in the ancient battlefield competition.

It's not that such elites will definitely be able to grow, but the dangerous places at the level of the ancient battlefield can't really pose a threat to them.

Wu Yutao and the others looked at the various treasures in front of them, with surprise on their faces and a hesitation.

With so many treasures, they can have more security when they step out of the center of the ancient battlefield.

People are searching for treasures everywhere, just to improve their combat power in the center of the ancient battlefield.

At this time, they have a chapter to give, of course, surprise.

It's just that after all, I didn't get it on the ancient battlefield, and I'm embarrassed to take it.

"I'm not short of that." Zhang Li tidied up the Zhenyue sword on his back, sorted out his clothes, and then turned his body into a sword light.

"Steady and steady, feel more about opportunities, don't worry about the rest."

His figure disappeared into the curtain of light.

He Kun and the others looked at each other with a wry smile on their faces.

These people are not strong enough to cultivate, and they don't even have the qualifications to follow Zhang Li forward.

Fortunately, in the past 30 days, I have become accustomed to this kind of blow.

The impact of those sword cultivators' remnant souls had already made them understand that their own skills were very different from the real elites on the ancient battlefield.

"Let's go, take what suits you, according to what Senior Brother Zhang said, steady and steady."

Wu Yutao looked ahead: "Senior brother has his own things to do, and we represent the True Yue Sect and have our own things to do." ”

……

The moment Zhang Li stepped into the mist, he felt the countless vast aura around him rushing in.

He raised his hand and waved, and the cyan sword light condensed into the Dao Dao Golden Lotus.

The lotus flower shines brightly, shining ten zhang in front of the body thoroughly.

One after another, there were three cultivators in green robes with gloomy faces.

A practitioner of Izumoshu.

Because of the ban on the ancient battlefield by the strong people on Luo Wuzhou, the cultivators of Izumo Continent could not get out of the ancient battlefield.

But they can come when the ancient battlefield is opened on Luo Wuzhou, practice on the ancient battlefield, and search for all kinds of treasures scattered.

Moreover, Izumo Zhou is good at divine soul manipulation methods, as well as immortal path cultivation methods, and he is more advantageous than Luo Wuzhou's qi refiners on the ancient battlefield.

"Sword cultivation?"

"Luo Wuzhou's sword cultivation is rare, and the poor Dao is interested in accepting it."

Among the three Izumo Continent cultivators opposite, a black-bearded Taoist looked at Zhang Li and chuckled.

The moment the voice fell, a cyan streamer shrouded down towards Zhang Lidang's head.

Soul Attack.

(End of chapter)