He Miaomiao had seen the pure demonic qi in the earth fissure, as well as the rich and pure black mist there, but compared to the ancient battlefield, the ground fissure that meandered between the two mountain ranges was nothing at all.

The situation here is not as powerful as the aura in her dream, and the high-level monks, demon beast bones, and countless broken magic weapons that can be seen everywhere can make people feel desolate immediately.

The large and small pits were connected by finger-thick cracks, and the rare flat ground looked strange and abrupt, and wisps of demonic energy wafted in the air, making it difficult for the monk to fly safely in them.

Walking on this hard-to-get ground to keep your feet on guard, you must always be on guard to avoid falling into a bottomless hole or being attacked by the demonic aliens living inside.

There were countless monks living here, and there were also many demon beasts in the mountains and rivers, and those who survived the Demon War were inevitably eroded by the demonic energy in the end, and after 100,000 years of mutation, they became a completely different race.

Here, whether it is a human race or a demon beast, they are all called aliens. The ancient battlefield is a dangerous place for monks to experience, and a paradise for aliens to live in peace. The more demonic the place, the more they are like fish in water.

The intelligence of the alien race is not very high, and most of the time they only act on instinct, and they are quite lethal when they go berserk. And their instinct is to kill all non-demonic things, even if a demonic cultivator with excellent martial arts and pure demonic energy enters it, they will be attacked in the same way.

Their current location is not far from the ancient city, and their eyes are infused with spiritual power, and they can see half of the city wall filled with black fog in front of them, and the monks who like to try their luck will go to take a stroll, looking for treasures in places such as the city lord's mansion and the council hall.

"Third sister, should we go to the city for a walk?" Zishen saw that most of the monks were scattered, speeding towards a farther place, and he couldn't decide where to go first for a while.

He Miaomiao had the idea of solving the "Sutra of Silence", and at this time she was no longer in a hurry to search for other clues, took out the map and looked at the direction where they were, and quickly made up her mind, "Go in and have a look, it's rare to come back, it's good to hunt for treasures in the city!"

"Can you find the clues to resist the magic skills?" Zishen listened to her voice and said, but Ke Jiu was there at the time, and he couldn't inquire clearly.

He Miaomiao said the words she saw in the Outer Peak Book Tower, and when she saw Zishen thinking for a moment, she nodded quite seriously and said that this method was feasible, which made her feel more steady.

While sighing that the Heavenly Ladder Buddhist scriptures were difficult to find, the two cautiously walked in the direction of the city, bypassing large and small potholes for nearly an hour, and finally came to the outside of the half-broken city.

The broken city wall could vaguely see how majestic it once was, and when the two of them walked inside, they could still feel the remaining protective formation barrier.

More than half of the quaint white-walled tiled houses in the city have collapsed, and the stone roads have become soft mud floors, with large patches of blackened blood melted inside, and every few steps you can see fragments of magic weapons with no spiritual energy, as well as white bones that are half exposed and half buried in the soil.

The only thing in the city that has not collapsed is a small three-story building, which at first glance looks the same blue tiles and white walls, but it has remained unchanged for 100,000 years, and it is obviously made of good materials.

Zishen looked ahead, saw nine people of the same rank around the front of the building, turned his head and said to He Miaomiao: "There are so many monks, let's not go and join in the fun." There is probably nothing good left in such a conspicuous place. ”

He Miaomiao felt reasonable, nodded and said, "Okay, then let's go find the old store." Most of the monks who open shops like to set up secret vaults, and they may get something out of it. ”

The treasures that can be found on the ancient battlefield are mostly from the past exercises, secret techniques, cultivation experiences, and top-grade spirit stones.

The magic weapon can't withstand the destruction of time, and if the spirit weapon and spirit treasure have no owner, the spirit will also die out, and eventually become a material with no offensive power, and most of the high-level monks of Jindan can't look down on it.

If it is only made of ordinary materials, the monks who are quite wealthy are too lazy to collect the storage ring and occupy the position.

The two walked along the road that had destroyed most of the city into the city, and after turning around for a long time, they saw a few plaques that were about to be broken, and when they walked inside, they found that it was indeed where the former Fang Market was.

Due to the large number of formations and enchantment protections in the city, it was not damaged as in the suburbs in the war, at least there were no large potholes, and the ground of each shop only showed signs of breakage.

He Miaomiao casually entered a shop with collapsed walls and a nowhere to be seen, squatted on the ground and poked out his divine sense to look down, "There is indeed a remnant formation here, and the grade is not low." ”

Hearing this, Zi Shen stepped forward, and then squatted beside her and probed into the ground, he was good at making talismans, and he also had some unique insights into the formation, and after looking at it for a long time, he shook his head and said: "Although there is only one or two percent of the power left, it is still not something that the two of us can break." ”

"So powerful?" He Miaomiao only thought that the formation was a fourth-order, and he could always think of destroying it from 100,000 years, but he didn't expect this remnant formation to be so stable.

"Well, it's not bad. It should be a combination of four elephants and five elements, plus it is an ancient array, which is somewhat different from our current layout techniques, so it is unlikely that the Jindan period will be broken. ”

Zishen had a kind of surprise to find the treasure, but regretted that he couldn't get it, and when he stood up and was about to go out, he suddenly heard He Miaomiao's voice asking, "What if I use a different fire?"

"This ...... It's too risky......" Zishen hesitated, "and it may not be possible." ”

"How much is it possible?" He Miaomiao refused to let go of the opportunity easily, the seemingly small shop had such a high-level formation, and most of the treasures were hidden in the dark warehouse below.

"Seventy or eighty, the third sister has to exhaust her spiritual power, and I can attack with all my strength. Zishen carefully explored the formation and thought about it carefully, and felt that the two of them teamed up to play extraordinarily, and the possibility of breaking the formation was still very large.

"That's good. When the monks who came with them left, we started immediately. He Miaomiao got up and jumped on the broken wall, looked into the distance for a while, and saw that the group was still in a three-story building, so he and Zishen went to another shop to hang out.

Their good luck seems to have been exhausted at one time, and they have walked in the "Fang Market" for a long time, but they have not found any treasures.

Some of the vaults were wide open, and there was not even a first-order talisman in them. Some formations are not high-level, and the spiritual power of the two can be destroyed with a shock, but the spirit plant magic weapon placed inside has long been corroded to the point that the prototype cannot be seen, and the spirit stones that are neatly stacked have also become waste stones that can be broken when touched.

The square market of this city is huge, the two of them quickened their pace and probed around, the sky was already so dark that they couldn't see, the monks on the side of the three-story small building may have no gain, seeing that the night is coming, they quickly set up a magic weapon and flew out of the city on the ground.