It was a purgatory on earth, and the continent was filled with the smoke of war, and those who fell in this war were all monks with good qualifications and extremely advanced cultivation, and many sects were rapidly declining because of this.

And after this war, the spiritual power of the continent became thin in an instant, and the remaining monks with advanced cultivation all moved to the Divine Domain, and this time there was a dividing line.

This catastrophe made it difficult for the monks who remained on the mainland to ascend to the Divine Domain, let alone pursue the legendary True God Domain.

"This should be the tomb of our ancestors who have cultivated to the highest level. ”

Ji Mo Ling said, different from the usual frivolous and enchanting, at this time his face was full of admiration for the ancestors of the human race who participated in that war.

That's right.

Like the demons depicted on this ice sculpture, all of them are ugly, highlighting the nobility of the ancestors of the human race.

It is said that history is written by the victors, and the ancestors of the human race suppressed the demon race again and drove it to a more barren place, so that the human race could continue its glory, so that the merits of the ancestors of the human race should naturally be highlighted.

Mingli nodded, the ice sculptures here have written an era, and tens of thousands of years have passed since now.

Time has passed, and the only thing that has not changed is their protection and passionate heart for their own human race.

"Knock knock!"

A loud bang caught the attention of the two of them, as if something was approaching them.

Rattling, resounding in this quiet ice castle, beating on people's hearts one by one.

Ji Mo Ling hurriedly squeezed into Ming Li, twisting his small waist and hiding behind Ming Li, as if he was startled.

He felt that the laborious things were really not for him.

Mingli turned her head to look at him, and silently took out the green dragon.

Qinglong groaned, as if he was very happy that he had a place to use again, trembling in Mingli's hands, very curious and excited about the opponent who was about to fight it.

The movement finally quietly approached the bend, and the long-awaited thing finally appeared in front of the two of them, quickly blocking the two bends.

"That's a lot!"

Ji Moling said with a sigh, it seems that he can't do it if he doesn't make a move.

"Jindan puppet, be careful. ”

Seeing that Ji Mo Ling was about to make a move, Ming Li said instructively.

Jimo Ling glanced at Mingli, then turned his head to judge his opponent.

There were a total of sixty Jindan puppets in front of him, all of them staring at Ming Li and the two with blue light, as if they were glaring angrily at the monks who stepped into their territory.

With a sound of ice, many puppets stepped forward to surround Ming Li and the two, trying to deal with the monks who trespassed on the shogunate.

Mingli decided to strike first, and stabbed them with a halberd in his hand.

But only a few fragments were knocked out, and they also moved freely, their eyes flashed with a faint blue light, and they swung their bare hands and fists towards Mingli.

This is a puppet made of basalt, the most sturdy, so many puppets made of basalt, it can be seen how prosperous it was in ancient times, but now basalt is difficult to see.

Ji Mo Ling had impatience in his eyes, he had long known that these puppets were very difficult, and now it was the first time he had encountered them, and he didn't know where the weaknesses set by their masters were.

He had seen in ancient books before, and the weaknesses of the various types of puppets recorded were different.

"Eye!"

A sword stabbed into the puppet's eye, and the puppet couldn't dodge, and the fire in his eyes was instantly extinguished.

Ji Mo Ling's eyes lit up, and he turned the sword in his hand into countless clones, stabbing them in the eyes of many puppets.

With excitement in his eyes, he turned around and wanted to show off to Mingli proudly.

The many puppets whose flames had been extinguished staggered up from the ground again, their eyes rekindling with blue light.

Ji Mo Ling's words were swallowed as soon as he arrived, his brows furrowed, obviously annoyed by these unbeatable puppets.

picked up the spirit sword in his hand and beat nonsense, as if he was venting.

A distraction, he was hit by a puppet, and his back hurt hotly.

Ji Mo Ling pursed his lips tightly, and he didn't dare to be careless, and carefully walked among the puppets.

Soon, the spiritual energy in his body was consumed, and he immediately poured the elixir given to him by Ming Li into his mouth.

After his spiritual power recovered, he hurriedly resisted the attack of the Jindan puppet on him.

"Three inches below the leg. ”

Mingli's faint voice came from behind.

Hearing this, Mo Ling immediately stabbed the puppet three inches below the leg with his sword.

The puppet that was still insisting on carrying it fell down in an instant, and there was no movement for a long time.

Ji Mo Ling breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and glanced at Ming Li, but immediately turned his head to look away, feeling very awkward.

No matter what he thought in his heart, Mingli couldn't know.

Mingli raised her feet and walked towards a puppet, taking it into the space.

This basalt is very rare, and you can't miss it when you encounter nature.

One by one, they were taken away, and the puppets lying on the ice were instantly reduced by half.

When there was still half of it, Mingli looked at Jimo Ling.

Of course, Ji Mo Ling would not have trouble with these treasures, and under his gaze, he took away the remaining half.