Wang Xuan stepped out of the whirlpool, and the scene in front of him changed, and a murderous aura came to his face. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The endless black plain was littered with countless corpses, stumps and severed arms were everywhere, and the black ground in many places was stained a dark red with blood. Wang Xuan took a closer look, among them were monks, demons, and many unknown ancient beasts.

Wang Xuan gasped, this was actually a huge ancient battlefield! I don't know how many years ago, human monks and demons fought fiercely here.

A gust of wind blew and whined, making it look like a Shura hell.

Wang Xuan carefully dispersed his divine sense, spreading out for dozens of miles without any obstacles.

Everywhere the Divine Consciousness could reach, there was not a single one alive, and it was densely packed with corpses, and the number was more than 100,000.

It's just strange that no weapon was found, and there was no storage bag, which made Wang Xuan feel a little lost.

"Did you let everyone else take it? Or ...... Not at all!"

Wang Xuan suddenly had a bold idea in his heart, raised his hand and pointed at it, and a spiritual energy sword struck a corpse, which turned into flying ashes and dissipated with a bang, leaving not even a single slag behind.

Wang Xuan saw it in his eyes, pondered for a moment, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Wang Xuan walked forward step by step, constantly spreading his divine sense to find something.

The black plains were dead silent, devoid of any life, only a gust of wind blowing, as if it had not changed for countless years.

Wang Xuan walked silently like this, and when he was tired, he meditated on the spot, fortunately, the aura here was quite strong, enough to meet Wang Xuan's daily needs. And when he was meditating, Hou Wang Xuan was not idle, constantly recalling the tips and changes of the dragon body method, and practicing it from time to time.

Along the way, he did not encounter any danger, which made Wang Xuan more sure of his guess.

More than a month later, Wang Xuan gradually approached the center of this plain. During this period, Wang Xuan's divine sense continued to probe, but he didn't find anything, but the dragon body technique was becoming more and more proficient.

On this day, while walking, Wang Xuan suddenly felt a trace of divine consciousness fluctuation.

Without any hesitation, Wang Xuan's divine consciousness suddenly dispersed, and he chased straight towards that trace of divine consciousness fluctuations, and at the same time, the spiritual power infused the meridians of his legs, and rushed forward with all his strength like electricity.

The divine consciousness showed a hint of panic, turned around and fled, Wang Xuan followed closely behind.

Just chased and fled, constantly approaching the middle of the plain.

Two days later, the huge altar in the center of the plain appeared in Wang Xuan's sight.

This altar was much larger than the one Wang Xuan encountered on the first floor. The altar is fifty zhang in circumference and more than ten zhang high, all made of black stone, as if a huge beast stands on the plain.

That divine consciousness swooped into the altar and disappeared, but Wang Xuan's divine consciousness hit it but was bounced back.

Wang Xuan snorted coldly, urging his divine sense to wrap the altar layer by layer, and the purple thunder continued to swim around the altar, which was spectacular.

"I don't believe you won't come out!"

As he spoke, the Sky Breaker appeared in his hand.

Wang Xuan pinched his fingers, "Chop!"

The Broken Sky Sword flew out like lightning and slashed at the altar.

There was a bang, smoke and dust filled the air, rubble splashed everywhere, and a pit appeared in the lower part of the altar.

Wang Xuan continued to manipulate the Heaven Breaking Sword to slash towards the altar.

Boom, boom, boom......

That pit was getting bigger and deeper.

Wang Xuan pinched the trick again, "Break! Break it for me!"

The Heaven Breaking Sword smashed through the altar with a bang and returned to Wang Xuan's hands.

Wang Xuan took his sword and slowly approached to take a look, only to see a bottomless hole appear in the stone wall of the lower part of the altar, revealing the pitch-black space inside.

Wang Xuan said in a deep voice: "Come out, don't wait for me to make a move!"

There was a dead silence in the space, and nothing happened.

Wang Xuan snorted coldly, took out a Yanlong talisman, and was about to urge.

At this time, an old voice finally sounded: "Ahem, this ...... Little brother and slow hands......"

It was the old voice on the first floor.

Wang Xuan put away the Yanlong Talisman and said coldly, "Why don't you come out soon?"

"Don't dare, don't dare...... I'm going to come out ......."

Many blue points of light suddenly appeared in the pitch-black space, and slowly condensed into a blue figure, which turned out to be an old man with fairy wind bones.

Wang Xuan pointed at the Heavenly Sword in his hand: "It turned out to be a soul body, who are you?"

The old man bowed down and said respectfully: "This little brother, my name is Soul One, and I am the caretaker of the first to third floors of this Qingyun Tomb......"

Wang Xuan frowned and said: "Your name is Soul One, such a strange name is definitely not your real name, if you dare to lie to me, I will let you taste the taste of being refined!"

As he spoke, he turned his hand and took out the Qiankun Ding, and sneered: "My Ding can refine all things, do you want to try it?"

The soul looked at it intently, and screamed, "This, how is this thing in your hands? Don't! I am telling the truth, I have been called this name since I have a memory, and it seems that all my previous memories have been erased......

Wang Xuan's eyes flashed: "Do you know this thing?"

The old man shook his head blankly, "I don't know, but it seems that this Ding is very terrible in my memory, and I forgot what its name is......"

Wang Xuan stared at Soul One carefully, feeling that he didn't seem to be lying, so he said softly, "Are you the caretaker of this to the third layer?

Soul Yi shook his head, but immediately nodded and said: "Passed, you have now passed the third layer, you are the first person to pass the third layer in tens of thousands of years!"

"Oh, why, not a single one has passed through the third layer for so many years?

Soul Yi hurriedly said: "The time limit of this Qingyun Tomb is one year, and as long as you are still alive when the time comes, you will be teleported out no matter where you are......"

Wang Xuan nodded and said, "I remember that there seems to be this time limit, so what about my reward?"

Soul Yi smiled bitterly: "This little brother, I don't have it here, and it's been divided for so many years." This time, only you and another little brother were rewarded, and none else were there. ”

Seeing that Wang Xuan didn't seem to believe it, he hurriedly said: "I'll tell you, it's really not that I'm stingy, it's really no ...... at all."

Wang Xuan couldn't help but be a little amused when he saw his pitiful appearance, and said impatiently: "Okay, don't cry poor! Let me ask you, what do you use to manage this to the third floor?"

The soul beckoned one by one, and a bronze mirror appeared in the soul one's hand.

"This little brother, that's what I use ......"

Wang Xuan stepped forward to take a look, only to see rows of symbols and numbers engraved around the bronze mirror, and the center was a mirror, which was very flat and smooth.

One by one, the soul clicked a number, and then a symbol, and I saw the light of the bronze mirror flash, and a picture appeared on the bronze mirror.

After a while, a man appeared. The moment Wang Xuan saw that person, he was stunned, revealing an incredible expression......