When the cloud wall dispersed, and the scenes inside and hidden behind it were completely revealed, all the monks present were amazed.

Needless to say, the battlefield left behind by my father when he resisted the enemy under the cloud wall was what they called the "True Immortal Battlefield".

Although it was impossible for them to see the restoration of the battle situation I saw in the transparent light curtain at that time, the changes in the landscape of moving mountains and reclaiming the sea, the vicissitudes of the sea, and the great changes in the mountains and rivers still brought an unparalleled impact to the monks who came to the scene and collided with the opportunity.

Especially when they discovered that the abyss in the center still had the remnants of the creatures that had gone out not long ago, everyone fell into madness.

That creature could be a spirit, or it could be a true immortal who was injured in the Great War but has been recuperating here, or it could be a monk who had just entered before!

Judging from the information heard from the mouths of the monks who had received a message from their fellow disciples and wanted to rush there, the possibility of a spirit was very small, after all, it was only a legend, and usually only some primordial monks who still had illusions in their minds would believe it.

And the possibility of the true immortal recovering from his injury is not very large, after all, it is a true immortal, even if the injury is serious, it is impossible to leave such obvious traces, let alone fear them monks.

Therefore, the vast majority of people tend to choose the last one, believing that there are lucky people who have obtained the greatest cultivation of this True Immortal Battlefield one step ahead of them.

This made everyone feel angry, and they started a round-up together, and decided to find that person and ask him to hand over this creation, and everyone shared it.

I wanted to laugh when I heard this, after all, I was the lucky creature they called the most created!

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that this kind of thing is just a farce instigated by some well-intentioned people, and other monks don't think it's a big deal to see the excitement, so they don't have to take it too seriously.

However, it was their follow-up words that really caught my attention.

Monks have discovered a village destroyed in the Great War behind the True Immortal Battlefield, and a new battlefield has been discovered near the village.

This battlefield, no matter the scale or means, naturally cannot be compared with the True Immortal Battlefield outside, but it seems that it happened not long ago.

The remnants of the high-level demonic qi and other inexplicable auras at least of the same level completely pushed the atmosphere of this treasure hunting journey to a climax.

For a while, rumors spread everywhere, and almost all the monks in this place sent a message to the sect, asking for the dispatch of people to help, so that they could have a little more competition and control when there was a creation.

By the time I heard this, the monks had already faded away, and I had no interest in continuing along.

As a client, I'm sure they won't get anything to gain!

At that time, the battle was extremely tragic, and in the end, only me and the Demon Ancestor, who had lost my mind after the transformation, fought there, and finally I appeared here, and the Demon Ancestor also fled to the deepest part of the Burial Moon Forest with all the demon beasts present.

As for the vanishing Blood-Eating Maniac, whenever I think of the invincible aura it showed when it turned into a purple mountain, I don't worry anymore.

As powerful as the Demon Ancestor, they were helpless against it for a while, not to mention the small sects and factions on the periphery that because of the Demon Ancestor's words "The Burial Moon Forest has become a forbidden place from now on", they no longer dare to be presumptuous in the Burial Moon Forest.

As a weapon that my father insisted on repairing, I believe that with his unsparing approach, he will not let others get involved!

Of course, these are all episodes in my journey over the past few months, and I haven't met a sectarian monk for a long time now.

Through the method of looking at qi, I could perceive that a large number of human beings had gathered in a place that would take less than a few days, and the aura of heaven and earth there was not strong, but it was full of restless aura.

This is the taste of red dust!

This means that I am finally going to get out of this vast wilderness!

The boy is out of the wilderness, and the comet is in the sky!

Disdain to cover the bright moon, and win glory with the sun alone!

I, Dongfang Tian, am destined to be like the comet who left in the sky, leaving a wonderful mark in the history of cultivation that cannot be erased!

I don't want to dance with the stars at night, disdain to compete with the bright moon in the dark, but compete with Haoyang during the day, and replace the day with my own light!

"I'm destined to set foot on the highest peak of immortal cultivation!" I muttered to myself, now that I finally noticed the human tracks, my heart was a lot more excited.

So, for now, let me go to the red dust of this immortal cultivation world to experience it.

I'm going to see different customs and eat some different flavors and delicacies!

A day later, just as I was hurrying away, I suddenly felt an alarm, and there was no hesitation at all, and the whole person moved sideways in an instant.

In an instant, there was an earth-shattering explosion in the place where I was originally standing, and its power was even stronger than that of the Great Demon in the Burial Moon Forest!

"Hey, the little guy is very alert!"

An old figure appeared in the sky where the explosion occurred, and with a flick of his hand, the vibration scene that erupted below instantly calmed down.

"Your Excellency?" I asked, frowning, ready to flee at any time, the people in front of me were so powerful that they could not be defeated at all.

"You ran so fast that you let the old man chase you for months!I thought it was a fellow student who was joking with my disciple, but I didn't expect it to be just a junior monk!" he said as he looked at me with interest.

Suddenly, from his words, I probably guessed the identity of this person, it must be the same as the person of the three sects, but it is not clear which sect it is.

Unexpectedly, after so much time, they haven't given up yet, and the evil spirit really can't be guessed by common sense.

"The Sect Master of the Lower Ghost Devouring Sect is known as the Ghost Desolation!" he laughed as he seemed satisfied with my reaction.

"But do you really think that if you kill my Shaozong, you can leave like no one else? If that's the case, where will the old man's face go?"

"What do you want?" I asked, at this time the true qi of the whole body had been raised, and the White Tiger Combat Boots were on the verge of being ready to be activated at any time.

It's just one chance away, one chance he's negligent!

"I think you have good qualifications, and you can actually restore our Ghost Devouring Sect's Soul Destroying Array to that level, which is really terrifying. ”

"That's it, since you killed my Shaozong, why don't you join my Ghost Devouring Sect and be the Shaozong of my sect?"

"One loses one, you don't lose! And the old man can give you the best cultivation resources and train you with all his might. There is no limit to what you can accomplish in the future!" he said.

It's just that the suggestion made by this ghost desolation really scared me a little, and I thought to myself, is the thinking of people in the evil way so jumping?

If I kill their Shaozong, I will compensate them for one, and I will take the position of Shaozong?

That's all about it!