Wu Ming is a fellow practitioner of the two realms of natural self, and he has great strength. But this bronze spear still felt extremely heavy in his hand, and it was even more difficult to swing.

Who can use such a heavy bronze spear? Not to mention that this is just a broken spear, and the real spear God knows how heavy it will be.

"Bang"

The spear hit the ground, and a large pit appeared in the ground.

What a powerful force!

Wu Ming thought to himself, could it be that this was really an ancient battlefield? But is this the battlefield of the ancient human race, or the battlefield of the immortals?

In his thoughts, there would be no such big scene when the gods fought. It's like watching Journey to the West, there are 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals at every turn, in fact, it's just a tense scene, and there are only a few who really make a move, as long as Sun Wukong is caught, what are the rest of the monkeys? Those demon kings have been captured, aren't the little demons useless?

It stands to reason that the battle of the immortals and gods should not be so miserable, right? There are no less than a million bones here. What is puzzling is that there are also immortal dao bones, as well as the golden divine bones of heavenly gods.

Wu Ming suddenly remembered the bronze spear in the hand of the ancient giant before, it was an intact spear, simple and vicissitudes, three hundred zhang, could it be the same?

Only those ancient giants will have no restrictions on the use of such bronze spears, and with their strength, the spears in ten thousand catties are similar to the ordinary weapons used by warriors in tens or hundreds of catties.

At some point, there was a special mist on the plain. It was like a white mist, but passing through it, it seemed that something had touched the body, and I felt a tingling pain, like a pinprick in the needle.

Everyone has understood the taste of needle, but it is a little scary that this mist has such an effect. What kind of simple fog is this? This is all evil!

A thick evil aura was overwhelming, surrounding several people. Occasionally, a scream could be heard in the distance, presumably from the people who had come with them.

"Take care to protect yourself and don't get separated. Let's go together. Wu Ming said in a deep voice. It's not just hurtful. And it can't be seen clearly, if something happens, you can't save it, and you can't even find anyone.

Several people's hearts sank. In the midst of this white mist. I can't even find the direction. And this evil qi invades the body. Like a knife cut, not everyone has an immortal golden body.

In a daze, several people walked all the way. I don't know where the road has gone, and occasionally there will be a bright light flickering, it is the silver holy bone and the golden divine bone on the ground. A few people picked up a few and used them for lighting. Otherwise, you can't see anything at all.

"Huh"

A figure flashed, shuttling through this mist, not like the black shadow in front, this one seemed to be a white thing, ordinary people were about the same height, extremely fast, and the kung fu passed in the blink of an eye, and Wu Ming didn't understand what it was.

At this time, Ao Tian suddenly reminded in a loud voice: "Boy, be careful, this should be the undead of this ancient battlefield, don't disturb them, hurry up!"

"Revenant?" Wu Ming shuddered and shuddered, Nima, does this ghost really exist? What can we do to hit him?

"It's not a revenant, it's an undead, hehe, you can rest assured, as long as you don't take the initiative to attack, it'll be fine, they don't have much spiritual intelligence, they just have been silent for countless years, and there is just a trace of spiritual fire. But don't alarm them, you have immortal bones and divine bones on your body, and you will naturally have a trace of the same aura, but this place is evil, I'm afraid there will be terrifying undead" Zijin Shenlong didn't have much heart to joke at this time, and his face became solemn.

"Undead, what's the difference between a revenant and a revenant?" Wu Ming could hear what Ao Tian meant, and couldn't help but ask out loud, it's good to know more about this thing, know yourself and your opponent.

The Purple Gold Divine Dragon explained: "The soul of the dead is the soul of the deceased, whether it is a human or a beast, it has a soul, and it will be pulled into the six realms of reincarnation and reincarnation. The undead are different, it is that the undead have a spiritual sense, in short, it has not gone through the six reincarnations but has become another existence, beyond the three realms and five elements, it is an extremely strange existence. They have a trait, that is, they have no physical body, which is similar to the soul of the dead, and this kind of physique is called a spirit body. So their speed is extremely fast, and there is a special one, that is, they can hit physical attacks and spiritual attacks! But that one just now should be just an ordinary undead, but there is no need to worry, I'm afraid that there is a legendary king of the undead here!"

"King of the Undead?" Wu Ming's heart tightened, and he knew how terrifying the Dao was when he heard the name.

Ao Tian nodded and said, "Well, the king of the undead, just like humans, the spirit body can also be cultivated, but the speed of cultivation is extremely slow, similar to that of the demon clan." But this ancient battlefield has never even been heard of before, and it has been sealed here, and it has existed for at least millions of years, that is to say, it is very likely that the king of the undead will be generated! Don't look at it as just a spirit body, but if you can awaken the memory of your previous life, it is an extremely terrifying existence, in my time, even a master of the Da Luo Jin Immortal level would not easily provoke a king of the undead, after all, who knows what kind of character Lu Dao was in his previous life? Hey, I also met a king of the dead back then, and his predecessor was still a Dao ancestor-level figure, awakening his memory, and his strength was terrifying, and even the sky trembled for it, I just glanced at it from a distance, and I felt a chill in my heart. ”

Wu Ming took a big breath, Nima, after the death of the ancestor, the soul of the deceased had a spiritual sense and transformed into an undead spirit?

It's terrifying to think about, let alone encounter!

A spirit body generates spiritual consciousness from the dead soul, and then begins to cultivate in a daze, and then promotes to become a spirit king, and finally awakens the memory of the previous life. And who can get to this point, which one is easy to provoke? Not to mention the memory of the previous life, this is equivalent to the superposition of the two worlds of cultivation, and the level of horror has exceeded imagination.

"Actually, the undead are not invincible, they also have things to fear. For example, Yang Qi, like you kid, the Yang Qi is very sufficient, what kind of exercise is that, although it is a little worse, but I can feel that it is extraordinary, if you can cultivate to the extreme, even the King of the Undead can be destroyed, but at present, it seems that you are just getting started, and when you can fly to the fairy world, hehe" Zijin Shenlong didn't finish speaking, but Wu Ming knew what he meant, this Jiuyang Divine Skill is very domineering, but it is only a mortal exercise, and he said that if it is cultivated to the extreme, that is, this Jiuyang Divine Skill seems to have follow-up exercises!

But think about it, to be able to cultivate such a true element that is so rigid and yang, even some god-level exercises can't be done, can there be no follow-up exercises? It's just that there really is such a kind of exercise in the immortal world?

"Be careful, don't alarm them, let's go ours, don't care about that, remember, don't make a move. Wu Ming said in a deep voice. (To be continued.) )