The blazing sun, the endless desert, the surging heat wave transpiring, so hot that there is no vegetation here, and there is no life under the silence. And the people who entered the ancient ruins also had a clear purpose, gathering from all directions and galloping towards the center where the scorching sun hung.

In the center of that was the core battlefield of the Ancient War, and the closer you got to it, the more likely it was that the monks would be able to get a chance. And in that kind of place, it is most likely to get the opportunity left by the strongest group of ancient powerhouses.

Xue Ling galloped all the way, at his speed, in this seemingly boundless desert, most of the day passed, but there was still a boundless desert in front of him, it seemed to be endless, he was secretly surprised in his heart, this space, I am afraid that it is unimaginable.

Another half a day passed, and an undulating hill appeared at the end of the desert, and Xue Ling sped up and flew away.

Landing on the top of a hill, Xue Ling stopped and looked forward, the hills in front of him were layered on top of each other, like endless ocean waves, stretching in this endless space.

Looking up at the scorching sun hanging in the sky, it would probably take a lot of time to get there, and after a short rest, Xue Ling flew out again and entered the rolling hills, and after a certain moment, there were some fluctuations around Xue Ling from time to time, all of them were monks who rushed to the center of the ruins.

In the distance, a somewhat familiar figure appeared, Xue Ling's eyes locked on, and he saw a young man holding an astrolabe, on which the nine dragons were entrenched, revealing a mysterious atmosphere.

After thinking about it, Xue Ling remembered that this person was the scholar of the Ghost Valley who had some intersections at the beginning. This person's expression was awe-inspiring, and the wind galloped in one direction, Xue Ling's heart moved slightly, the direction of this guy was not the center of the ancient ruins.

Where does he go?

Xue Ling was puzzled, but he didn't care, although he knew the scholars of the Ghost Valley, but it was only a few faces, and there was no friendship when it came to it, and now the top priority was to go to the center of the ancient ruins.

I don't know what the Ghost Valley Scholar discovered, but with Xue Ling's strength and identity now, the Ghost Valley Scholar is nothing worth noting to him at all, after so many years, Xue Ling's opponent is no longer a young generation.

“...... Have you ever known that your opponent is not your peers, but ...... All over the world!"

At the beginning, Lu Feiyang's deafening voice still echoed in Xue Ling's ears, shattering his pride that had been famous among the younger generation, and it was also like this, he abandoned the impetuousness and complacency in his heart to be able to reach today's point.

Although his fate and the unlocking of the door of his own reincarnation would undoubtedly make him a strong man, Xue Ling understood that if it weren't for the vigilance of his senior brother at the beginning, he would not have reached the point where he is now.

The figure swept by, Xue Ling no longer cared about the Ghost Valley Scholar, and in a blink of an eye, the figure of the Ghost Valley Scholar disappeared at the end of Xue Ling's sight, and suddenly Xue Ling suddenly thought of something, and after stopping, he looked to the left, his eyes were locked, but there was no breath of the Ghost Valley Scholar.

"There's one thing that needs him. ”

Xue Ling muttered to himself, then turned around and galloped away in the direction that the Ghost Valley scholar had just swept away.

In front of me, the hills gradually increased, and gradually on the hills, there were some vegetation, but these vegetation were all black, like thorns, with teeth and claws, and no leaves, as if a black iron rod was growing staggered, under the sun, but there was no light spot refracted out, as if all the light was absorbed by the vegetation, so that even if the scorching sun in this space has always existed, but in these hills, there is a trace of coldness.

Gradually, Xue Ling's eyes were already a lush black forest, these black vegetation covered the mountain, and the appearance of teeth and claws was indescribably weird, and the cold aura was getting stronger and stronger.

The scholar of the Ghost Valley disappeared into the depths of this forest not long ago.

Xue Ling was about to continue walking, feeling that something was wrong, the silence in the depths of the forest was a little excessive, everything there seemed to be still, but under Xue Ling's feet, although these thorn trees were hard, they would still sway slightly in the space swept by this heat wave from time to time.

Looking at it intently, he saw that the space above the forest seemed to have water ripples, and he felt in his heart, there was an enchantment there, and the distance was not too far, but he didn't find it, it seemed that this enchantment was not weak.

"Interesting. ”

Xue Ling was curious in his heart, and his figure swept lightly, heading towards the depths of the forest. Approaching, Xue Ling looked at the enchantment in front of him like water waves, this enchantment technique turned out to be extremely obscure, Rao is Xue Ling's current strength, it took a lot of energy, and finally with the sword qi of the demon sword, he quietly entered the enchantment.

As soon as he entered the enchantment, in the center of the forest in the distance, Xue Ling felt a powerful shock wave erupt there, one yin and one yang, two fiery breaths, water and fire were incompatible, and swept away in this black forest.

The thorny tree with the flamboyant claws of the devil was extremely hard in texture, and it was shaking wildly like the wind blowing wheat waves at this moment.

Xue Ling's eyes froze, as if something had happened, he groaned slightly, his figure moved, and quietly sneaked over.

Falling between the trunks of a tree, Xue Ling looked at it, and in the canyon between the hills, two figures were facing each other, one yin and one yang, and the two breaths rose to the sky, which was extremely conspicuous.

I recognized at a glance that one of them was a scholar in Guigu, so who was the other person?

Looking at the tense momentum of the two of them, this battle will not stop without distinguishing the winner or loser, Xue Ling groaned for a while, and simply sat down on the black trunk, looking at the two from a distance, and looking at the result.

With his current strength, it is really easy not to be discovered by the two scholars of Guigu. At the same time, Xue Ling was a little puzzled, how did the enchantment in the rear come about, with the strength of the two people in front of him, it was impossible to arrange that level of enchantment.

I think it's interesting in my heart, it seems that the two scholars in Guigu still have a lot of unknown hole cards. That's right, as the mysterious and unpredictable heir of the Guigu faction, the scholar of Guigu must have a lot of mystical means.

"Hmm. Guigu faction. ”

When Xue Ling thought of the identity of the scholar of the Guigu Valley, he suddenly thought of some news that he had learned before, he smiled slightly, and looked at the opposite of the scholar of the Guigu Valley, the figure with the surging aura of the sun on his body, he probably knew the identity of this person.

One of the two descendants of this generation of the Guigu faction, the senior brother of the Guigu scholar, Tianjizi.

"It seems that the fate of these two people, the inevitable struggle between the disciples of each generation of Guigu Sect, the battle for the head of the sect, actually happened here. ”

(End of chapter)