Mo Xuyang nodded and explained: "It is the other side of Shenzhou, the wild land. ”

"Remnant land, wasteland, forbidden land for cultivators, what's going on?" Wang Chuan asked the indigenous boy again.

"It is rumored that in ancient times, it had experienced a great war and turned into a scorched earth, deep ravines, huge sinkholes, broken spiritual veins, lack of spiritual essence in heaven and earth, and extremely thin spiritual energy.

"I see!" Wang Chuan suddenly realized.

Suddenly, there was a commotion ahead, and some cultivators found out, causing cultivators from all walks of life to flock away.

There are towers here, piled up with white bones, piled up in pieces, there are hundreds, up to more than ten zhang, under a hillside, in addition, at the end of the hillside, there is a huge palace, the strange thing is that this palace is all white bone buildings, from the bones of various creatures, cast with the bones of all souls.

Wang Chuan and the three of them arrived, standing in the distance and watching, on the other side, Sima Yan led a few people to also watch, at this moment, no one dared to approach, this white bone hall was eerie and full of ominousness.

"In this hall of bones, there must be a great treasure, whoever goes will get it first!" Suddenly, someone shouted loudly at the top of his voice, but he didn't move.

"Daoyou is reasonable, seek wealth and danger, and don't go into the tiger's den to get the tiger!"

There are constantly people who echo it, but no one dares to enter, this area is out of people's cognition, and those who cultivate in the Dan period do not spare their lives.

"Little friends, let the old man explore the way, one life, fight!" Suddenly, an old man came out, wearing a cloak, put down his hood at this moment, revealing gray hair, full of vicissitudes of life, this is an old cultivator, who has been married for many years, cannot advance an inch, has not much life, and now he is willing to fight for his life.

"Senior, take care!" There are young cultivators who can't bear it, and they really can't stand it.

"It's okay, little friend, please!" the old monk saw through the dust, and walked away with steady steps, his back lonely.

"Brother, don't worry, I'll go with you, I'll fight again!" At this time, another old monk showed his identity, his beard was white, and his face was old.

"Hehe, it turned out to be you!" The old monk before turned his eyes, saw the person who came, and showed a pleased smile, it was an acquaintance, and he had crossed paths several times, but later, when people got older, they met less and less.

"Let's go, brother, let's be pawns for these juniors, if the world changes, the legend is coming, the road ahead is getting more and more difficult, we may need to end. ”

The two chatted leisurely, talked and laughed, and walked into the ancient temple.

In the rear, all the heroes are silent, there are strange emotions flowing, the incense is inherited, and a generation of old people is replaced by new people, which is the spiritual soul of a race.

Not far away, when Sima Yan and the others saw this, everyone was shocked in their hearts, they were used to intrigues, and in this world, there was such a touching situation.

"Senior, please stay!" Suddenly, a clear voice came, burrowing into everyone's ears.

Hearing this, the two old men stopped, and they were about to step into the ancient hall in front of them.

Everyone looked over, and Wang Chuan walked out, his eyes were like torches, simple and profound.

"You are all old, take a break, this is our young business!" Wang Chuan said.

Mo Xuyang and the indigenous boy followed behind Wang Chuan, following in unison, and the breath emanating from Wang Chuan's body was shocking, and the blood of battle was boiling.

"Young man, very good!" one of the old men, looking at Wang Chuan, was kind and gentle, and said with a smile.

"Young man, we are old, and we have little to do with the rest of our lives, so we will gamble again, and we will have no regrets in life and death. "Another emaciated old man, Wang

He had heard of Chuan's name, and his own family and many descendants had heard of his name.

Wang Chuan stopped, looked at the two of them again, and focused on the head.

The Bone Hall covers an area of thousands of square feet, blocking the road ahead, making the land of the giant's ruins seem mysterious and unpredictable.

"This may be a simple burial ground!" Mo Xuyang said after careful observation.

"Maybe!" Wang Chuan said.

Two respected old monks, stepping on the scope of the bone temple, deep into it, surrounded by piles of bone towers, more than three zhang high, with poles, the top is a variety of creature skeletons, people, beasts, and even birds beaks.

"Boom!" The light pattern is bright, the mist rises, there are mysterious fluctuations, the evil aura is full of wilderness, and the scope of the bone temple suddenly changes greatly, and it is hidden in the demon fog.

"Array?" Everyone instantly comprehended, and the second elder stepped into a formation and fell into a trap.

"Sure enough, it won't be a good place, it's a pity!" Over there, Sima Yan's expression moved, and he sighed.

I couldn't detect the movement in the formation, and the two old cultivators who went in were more auspicious than the two old cultivators who went in, and occasionally they could come out, pimples, squeaks, like bones were fighting, which sounded terrifying, and made people panic.

"What can I do about this? Do you really want to bypass it?" Mo Xuyang's gaze swept over this thousand feet of land, glanced to both sides, and surveyed the terrain.

"Difficult?" Wang Chuan has already seen it, the terrain on both wings, the boulder cliffs, extremely high, the thunderclouds are hidden in the air, the terrain here is amazing, it is very likely that it is for people, this must have been a battlefield back then, and in the hinterland, it must be the core place of the giant clan, and it is heavily guarded.

"Let's go in! There is no way to retreat, just take it as a test, since you are here, let's go and break through!" Wang Chuan's eyes flickered, staring at the place of the Bone Temple, and finally said.

When Mo Xuyang and the indigenous boy heard this, they looked at each other, focused on the first place, and got ready.

"Let's go!" Wang Chuan's body bloomed with heroic light, the divine glow flowed, and the dragon moon wheel turned into a green gold light, protecting himself, and under the eyes of everyone, he stepped into the formation.

Behind, Mo Xuyang and the indigenous boy, the two did not hesitate, followed closely behind, stepped into the formation, and the three disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Taixuanmen Wang Chuan went in, and there were two people together. Someone whispered to the people around him.

"Wait and see, don't worry!" someone whispered.

"Shall we go in too?" asked a young man dressed in armor over there, Sima Yan.

"Don't worry, let's talk about the reality and reality!" Sima Yan's eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice.

About an hour later, just as everyone was ready to enter in a big way.

"Boom!" Suddenly, in the area where the bone temple is located, there was a shock, one after another, everyone was alarmed, and when they looked over, they saw that the formation space in front of them was getting brighter and brighter, and it seemed that a battle had broken out inside.

Yes, Wang Chuan and the others are indeed in danger and in a predicament.

At this moment, this bone hall space, the secret power is full, the void spirit pattern is intertwined, there are mysterious runes branding the void, changing the heavens and the earth, the yellow wind is long, the yin qi is lanlan, the blood moon is in the sky, the ghost qi stirs the wind and clouds, a hazy old and broken stone bridge below is manifested, the stone bridge is ancient and mottled, the water of the surging yellow spring under the bridge, rolling through, take a closer look, how can there be water in this water, countless creatures are crowded together, like waves, gathered together by mysterious forces, wailing, one after another, looking fearful, angry, wooden, twisted, sinking and floating in it, all beings are suffering。

The Yellow Springs are mighty, flowing endlessly, flowing out of the mysterious darkness, running through this area, and there are ghosts on both sides of the river, clinging to the flaming chains, hooks and sickles, etc., detaining the struggling beings

Ling, if you look closely, men, women and children, from all kinds of races, are all thrown into the Yellow Spring.

In the lower reaches of the Yellow Spring, it is shocking, only to see that in the void, a huge grinding plate, the bones and flesh of all spirits, poured together, lying horizontally on the Yellow Spring, turning endlessly, the living beings are fish and meat, flowing into it, being worn out.

On both sides of the strait, corpse gas, death gas, and resentment were stirred, and the whole space had a corpse smell, and it was drowsy, countless bone towers stood, the soul fire burned, emitting a faint blue light, and the illusion of the living soul was imprinted in the fire.

Wang Chuan and the three of them landed on an ancient road, and the front seemed to be a bridge in general, at this moment, Xu is the qi of the living people was perceived, and the soul fire bone tower near it underwent a mutation, and the white bones were gathered, and they were swept up by the mysterious air current, combined into a bone spirit, and the person stood up, holding a long-handled hook and sickle in the bone claws, or a flame chain, his eyes flashed soul light, and the yin qi was rolling, slowly approaching.

"What a powerful Yin Array!" Mo Xuyang shook.

The indigenous boy looked over, his eyes were like torches, and his body was full of glow, this person seemed to be burning, and his fighting spirit was boiling.

Wang Chuan's eyes flickered, there were wisps of purple qi, but he couldn't see through the void and reality, his pupils could only see through the lowest level of souls, but here, there was nothing to do.

"Those two old men are afraid that they will be more than lucky!" Wang Chuan said to the two.

"It's not easy to break this formation! We may have to fight hard!" Mo Xuyang said.

"Fight first, then talk about it, take one step at a time!" Wang Chuan's thought moved, the dragon moon wheel split into two, and the golden qi turned into a three-zhang golden dragon, and pounced on the approaching bone spirit with teeth and claws.

"Do it!" Wang Chuan shouted suddenly.

The indigenous boy brandished the white bone stick and looked at the other white bone ghost, his body was bright and bright, and the wild aura was strong, and he struck down.

Mo Xuyang was triggered by the light, and the spirit sword, the sword qi was like frost, stabbing at the other bone spirit.

A battle broke out, shaking one side.

Wang Chuan's dragon moon wheel was incomparably sharp, and immediately slashed a bone spirit, and the bone spirit turned into a cloud of yin qi and dissipated, returning to this space, and the white bones were scattered.

"Qiang!" On the side, Mo Xuyang's spirit sword collided with the flame iron cable in the hand of a bone spirit, sending out a golden and iron symphony, and it seemed that ordinary spirit treasures could not be easily slashed.

"Boom!" The earth shook, the rubble flew, and a bone spirit was swept away by the light emitted by the white bone stick, and smashed far away, but the bone spirit trembled and got up and started again.

"What a hard bony body!" the native boy stuck out his tongue and grimaced, ready to go up again.

"Town!" Wang Chuan pinched the jue light, a five-zhang spirit mountain, condensed in an instant, magnificent and heavy, and pressed down violently, the target was the skull spirit that Mo Xuyang was targeting.

"Boom!" Lingshan fell, a flash of light flickered below, and the runes turned, suppressing down.

"Click!" The bone spirit was immediately overwhelmed, the bones were broken, there were wisps of yin qi, and the soul light overflowed, returning to this heaven and earth.

"It's so strong!" Mo Xuyang's eyes flickered, and Wang Chuan's combat power shocked him, far beyond the Yudan period, whether it was magic or spiritual treasure, it was very comparable, and all of this was not given by the sect, it was all obtained by himself.

These demon spirits are not to be feared, Wang Chuan looked at the dark ancient bridge, at this moment, on this bridge, the force field is entangled, the space fluctuates, the breath is entangled, and a figure is manifested, the blood light is like an abyss, hidden in the dark mist, and the soul is constantly swooping all around, all heads, the corpses are separated, and there is blood and water, this person has scarlet eyes, a slightly chubby body, seven feet tall, blood-red clothes and pants, wearing a red scarf, waiting for black soap boots under his feet, and holding a beheading knife in his hand.

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