In the darkness, countless lights are desperately showing their beauty, and they all seem to want to leave some gorgeous memories for their masters and enemies before they disappear. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

So when they all died with the splash of bright red or indigo, they also let the bodies that received them sing in different tones. It's just that such a singing voice obviously won't make the listener feel beautiful, and it is estimated that it will be tenacious if you don't have nightmares at night because of this......

Still in the dark, the continuous crackling sounds seemed to have a deep hatred for this shady curtain, vowing to tear apart this small space occupied by light and blood. But as they continued to roar, they also inadvertently beat the rhythm of various dying songs......

At this moment when countless rays of light were blooming hysterically, a trace of purple light that was so small that no one would notice it swept out of nowhere, and in an instant, it turned into a blood-red dust that was almost invisible to the naked eye, and quietly fell on the ground in a pool of red and blue blood.

Yes, this is Xiao Yun, Xiao Yun who came to the Void Battlefield. At this moment, the young man hid in the Spirit Treasure of the Blood Hall as if watching the fire from the other side, and he couldn't help but look at the situation between the two warring sides with great interest. Maybe after countless years, this performance can be a qualified observer, or a referee.

Now that the bloody battle in the Void Battlefield is boiling, there is no doubt that this moment is not suitable for Xiao Yun, a little monster, to participate in the bloody battle immediately. So the young man, who had already accumulated a lot of experience in bloody battles, waited quietly, waiting for the most suitable time for him to attack.

However, in this very leisurely process, the teenager is actually not easy. At this moment, neither side of the fierce battle had the bother to pay attention to the small anomaly on the ground, and no one noticed that the pool of blood that had accumulated was gradually drying up under the swirling red dust. Whether the blood is red or green, it seems that this blood-red dust will not refuse.

Time flowed together with the blood of two different colors, until both sides of the bloody battle felt unsustainable, and then began to cool down gradually in the sound of bells and ghostly horns. Xiao Yun finally saw the two clans who had exhausted their strength evacuate one after another after nearly two hours.

But this battle between the two races is only temporarily suspended, unless the operation of this Heavenly Dao once again staggers the connected two realms, so that this void battlefield disappears into chaos, otherwise such a bloody battle will never end.

However, Xiao Yun, who had carefully observed the war for a long time, also found something very strange. The only alien race that came to attack in the Citrus Realm was the Green Yaksha, and he had never seen any real ghost creatures involved in the war, not even the lowest-level Purple Zombie and Ghost Spirit. Regardless of the yin and yang belongings, the two warring sides are real creatures of heaven and earth.

In this way, the strength of the Citrus Realm is far beyond the mortal realm, but with the strength of the Qingya Yaksha clan alone, it wants to completely invade, and it is clearly difficult to succeed in the face of integrating the power of the monks of the five continents of the human race.

And the Heavenly Dao Iron Rule, which surpassed the Yuan Infant Cultivation and was unable to enter the mortal realm, made the high-end power of the Qingqi Yaksha clan useless. At most, it can show its majesty in this Void Battlefield, and there is hardly any decisive help in invading the mortal realm.

If we only compare the strength below the Yuan Infant level, the Nine Hundred and Ninety-Nine Continents of the Mortal Realm undoubtedly have far more numbers than the Qingqi Yaksha Clan.

If the war continues to stalemate for a long time, a large number of Terran monks will surely come to support. At that time, if the other races in the Ranga Realm did not participate in the war, then a situation would inevitably form in this Void Battlefield in which a large number of Terran monks would besiege the high-level Yakshas.

Of course, although Xiao Yun found out the strangeness, this is not something he can worry about. What's more, this is obviously more beneficial to the Terran side, no matter how much Xiao Yun wants to kill all his enemies, it is impossible for him to be willing to let this alien race wreak havoc on his homeland.

Seeing that the bloody battle had stopped temporarily, Xiao Yun immediately secretly urged the dusty blood hall and quickly came to the center of the battlefield of the retreating sides. At this moment, the Terran side has returned to the Heavenly Wall within the mortal realm to regain spiritual power, and the Qingqi Yaksha have also withdrawn to the Citrus Realm to recuperate, and the only living creature in the Void Battlefield is Xiao Yun.

So a strange scene appeared, but unfortunately, no one from the Terrans or the Yaksha had ever seen the anomaly in the Void Battlefield at this time. At this time, I saw two blue and red torrents that were more than a foot thick appearing in the air, and after they converged, they disappeared out of thin air, and I don't know where they went.

And then the strange thing reappeared, only to see a small bronze tripod the size of a finger appear in the air. Thousands of incomparably small black ghosts were immediately rolled up, and all the Yaksha Yin Souls stranded in the Void Battlefield were collected at once, but none of the Yang Souls of the Terran monks who had been killed were absorbed.

Obviously, only Xiao Yun, a little monster, can do such a strange thing, and it is he who is wantonly looting in the Blood Sacrifice Hall and the Soul Refining Ding. Although the Ten Thousand Soul Wooden Brand, which Xiao Yun called Xiao Wan, can also be so powerful as the Soul Refining Ding, who told Xiao Wan that he can't refine the Soul Condensing Pill, and he can only be wronged by it.

After nearly a hundred breaths, the blue and red blood torrent disappeared, and the countless black ghosts disappeared before him. At this point, the pools of blood in this void battlefield have become clear water, and none of the Yaksha Yin Souls have escaped the net, so happy that Xiao Yun just wants to open his mouth and shout loudly, this time he has made a lot of money!

The young man who was so excited that he couldn't stop laughing saw that he was alone in the battlefield at this moment, but he immediately took back a pair of treasures and recuperated in the Lihai True Self Wheel, and his second physical body appeared directly in the Void Battlefield.

At this moment, Xiao Yun saw countless broken corpses all over the ground, thinking that in the big war, whether it was a person or a Yaksha, no one could only save their lives first, and there was no effort to deal with the fallen clan. And this is what greatly facilitates Xiao Yun, the executor of the battlefield cleaning, but this thing that should be worthy of the young man's happiness makes Xiao Yun angry.

Just because the cultivation of Qingqi Yaksha is the path of the Yin God, there is no need for any storage artifact. All of Yaksha's belongings are stored in their own internal space, and if they fall, they will naturally dissipate with the dissipation of the Yin and Yang spirits, leaving no loot for the enemy other than corpses.

And if Xiao Yun wants to obtain a large number of cultivation resources, he can only scavenge the Qiankun bag of the victim human race, or the more advanced Sumeru Ring and other Sumeru treasures. But obviously, the Terran monks who fell here could not have any legendary treasures that only existed in the spirit world, such as the Sumeru Ring, and only by collecting the Qiankun Bag could they be reliable.

It's just that this feeling makes Xiao Yun feel very guilty, as a member of the human race, the young man always thinks that these monks who have fallen on the battlefield are all seniors worthy of admiration. The young man did not want to disturb the corpses of these fellow people, let alone loot the relics of these martyrs.

But Xiao Yun also knew that the reality was always cruel, and if he didn't collect resources, he would cause three hundred brothers and sisters to delay his cultivation, and the last elite of the Shenxiao Dao Sect would be wasted. No matter how guilty the boy was, he knew that he had to do what he had to do.

Looking at the fragmented corpses everywhere, Xiao Yun hesitated for a moment before starting to act. But it was precisely because the boy always remembered that he was a human that his existence was quickly discovered. Because Xiao Yun made a big mistake when collecting blood, he treated the fallen corpses of the two clans differently.

At this time, all the corpses of the Yaksha were like scum that had been drained of oil, and the corpses of the Terrans, no matter how broken they were, still remained the same as when they first fell. The red blood collected by Xiao Yun undoubtedly came from the pool of blood accumulated on the ground.

However, Xiao Yun obviously didn't realize that he had made a mistake in this move, and just kept collecting Qiankun bags with guilt. However, as soon as he had collected the relics of half of the corpses, the young man was stunned by the massive amount of spirit stones he had obtained.

In fact, because there was no aura in the Void Battlefield, Xiao Yun had indeed found the right place to collect spirit stones. And that monk would know that he was going to fall here? No matter who he was, he would have a large number of spirit stones in his bag, otherwise he would not be able to maintain his strength in this Jedi.

Of course, since you have done a line, you have to love a line, no matter how guilty Xiao Yun is, it will not affect his speed of searching. It was only half an hour, and the boy collected all the Qiankun bags. Then he re-entered the Blood Temple, turned into dust and attached to the dark corners, waiting for the harvest after the next bloody battle.

However, Xiao Yun, who was still a teenager, did not have the patience to wait at all, and the young man, who had waited for more than half an hour and had not moved, simply began to realize his original idea of coming to the Void Battlefield. Immediately, he took out a piece of Extreme Yin Soul Crystal, and urged the magic technique of the Xuansha Soul Sacrifice Technique to be the basis for the Silver Corpse Flesh Shell Sacrifice to practice the Soul Gathering.

But this corpse path technique Xiao Yun was only practicing for the first time after all, and he was still absorbing the Netherworld Yin Qi from the Citrus Realm through the Blood Palace, so this efficiency was very low, far from meeting the young man's own expectations.

Xiao Yun only felt helpless about this, he had always used blood and thunder as the foundation of his own strength, and later he even created his own exercises to practice, and he never thought of cultivating any other Dao methods.

And this silver corpse shell was an unexpected gain, even if Xiao Yun had already obtained a relatively low-level corpse refining technique in the country of mountains. But the reason why there has been no foundation for gathering souls has been idle for a long time, and it has also led to the fact that the young man's mastery of the rules of the corpse path is almost not yet started, and the method of casting spells is not standardized and full of mistakes.

Although this was almost equivalent to a failed first attempt, Xiao Yun was frustrated. However, the biggest character trait of the young man is that he is stubborn for the sake of strength, and he still urges the Blood Hall to continue to absorb the Netherworld Yin Qi and sacrifice the Extreme Yin Soul Crystal.

However, there is a specialization in the art industry, which has existed since ancient times, and it is not something that Xiao Yun can break with stubbornness. So after more than an hour, I saw that the extremely precious Extreme Yin Soul Crystal exploded into a cloud of black mist with a "bang", and it was scrapped by the brutal young man.

Fortunately, Xiao Yun still had four greedy guys, so he didn't let this waste treasure go to waste, but he attacked again and devoured the black mist.

Xiao Yun was depressed, distressed, and blamed himself, there was no doubt that the young man at this moment was regretting that he had not studied the corpse refining technique he had obtained a long time ago. Although there are still two soul crystals left, with his understanding of the corpse path, I am afraid that the next twenty pieces will be wasted, is this rare silver corpse flesh shell really unusable?

The frustrated young man did not dare to, let alone take out another soul crystal to try, but began to calm down and calm his mind. Xiao Yun was racking his brains at the moment to think about the Corpse Dao Technique he had learned for the first time, and he only hoped that he could master more Corpse Dao Techniques as soon as possible and as much as possible.

And the boy's obsession with the study of gaining power is to squander a lot of time. By the time Xiao Yun recovered from this obsessive state of comprehension, three days had passed. And at this moment, there was another big battle in the Void Battlefield, but it was a pity that the young man who had concentrated all his mind and enlightenment had missed the bloody battle.

But Xiao Yun, who had missed the bloody battle, did not miss the harvest of cultivation resources, and after careful investigation, the young man found that the situation after the last war was still continuing, so he was relieved and boldly started to repeat the old trick. After getting a harvest that was not much different from the first time, Xiao Yun still returned to the Blood Hall to hide, and once again delved into the rules of corpse refining.

However, Xiao Yun's two large-scale raids finally exposed his existence. Just because careful people have discovered the strangeness in the battlefield, not only did the Terran monks discover this strange thing, and they began to have special people to clean the relics of the fallen on their side, but even the great chieftains of the green yaksha often appeared in the void battlefield to patrol.

However, Xiao Yun, who was bent on realizing the value of the silver corpse as soon as possible, only concentrated on hiding in the Blood Palace to study, and was suddenly unaware of the new variables in the outside world. It wasn't until a high-level Terran monk at the peak of Jindan realized that there was an unknown artifact-level Sumeru treasure in the Void Battlefield, and Xiao Yun's trip to the Void Battlefield this time finally came to an end.

In the prelude to the imminent start of the war on this day, this Jindan Zhenren from Zhenzhou who found that the void battlefield was different deliberately no longer fought in person, but always paid attention to where the unknown treasure of Sumeru was in the battlefield.

But until the end of the bloody battle, Xiao Yun has been frantically focusing on studying the way of refining corpses, but he was lucky and unexpectedly avoided the search of this person with a heart.

So the Jin Dan Zhenren, who had been waiting for the poor search, still didn't wait for Xiao Yun to appear, and had to reluctantly return to the heavenly wall to recover his spiritual power a day after the end of the war. And Xiao Yun woke up from the state of full contemplation again, but it was the sixth day of coming to the Void Battlefield this time.

In the Spirit Treasure of the Blood Palace, it was found that there was another big battle on the Void Battlefield, and Xiao Yun went out of the Blood Hall for the third time to loot. But as soon as the young man swept the corpses of the Terran monks all over the place with his spiritual sense, he was immediately shocked and understood the situation he had exposed.

Because Xiao Yun found that all the Terran monks did not have Qiankun bags on their bodies, such a phenomenon obviously showed that someone was aware of his existence. However, the results of these two lootings were enough for his three hundred brothers and sisters to cultivate for a year and a half, not to mention that the pools of blood everywhere on the ground were still a huge harvest.

At this time, Xiao Yun didn't know that he had been in the Void Battlefield for a few days, but he felt that it was impossible for him to gain a large amount of cultivation resources after being exposed. So the young man hurriedly sacrificed the Blood Hall and the Soul Refining Ding, and after obtaining the two blood spirits of blue and red and the Yaksha Yin Soul, he immediately returned to the ancestral land.

At this moment, an unexpected thing happened, but Xiao Yun, who had been struggling to understand the way of refining corpses and had gained little so far, suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and had the original idea of truly belonging to his own way of refining corpses.

At this moment, Xiao Yun looked at the two-colored blood spirits that were constantly converging towards the Blood Palace, and suddenly remembered what the old ancestor had said about the Blood Dao Compulsory Cultivation Technique, the Blood Shadow Clone Dafa.

The Blood Spirit Son had solemnly warned Xiao Yun that if the cultivation of the Blood Dao was promoted to the Yuan Infant Realm, the Blood Shadow Clone Dafa in the Blood Spirit Heavenly Scripture must be cultivated as soon as possible. This Dafa is the strongest Dao method of the blood path in the Yuan Infant Period, which can not only control the deity to kill, but also help the deity to realize and practice, and it is also the basis for saving life when life and death.

The prerequisites for cultivating the Blood Shadow Clone Dafa are very harsh, and they must first collect enough Xuanyin blood spirits, and then fuse them with pure yang blood spirits for sacrifice. After the successful integration of yin and yang, the flesh shell of the extreme yin physique is selected and sacrificed according to the law, and a trace of the primordial spirit of the primordial infant monk can be separated to become the soul of the doppelganger, so that the blood shadow clone will be completed.

At this moment, Xiao Yun saw the blue and red blood torrent, and immediately thought that the blood of this yaksha was more pure than the Xuanyin blood of mortals. As for finding the pure yang blood of the yang creatures, it is much easier. And how could the flesh shell of a mortal's extreme yin physique be compared to the true yin creature of the Qing Yasha?

The most difficult thing in the cultivation of this Blood Shadow Clone Dafa has always been to collect Xuanyin blood spirits. Since he has a better choice, why don't he try to refine the bloody corpse clone in combination with the technique of the corpse path? As for the primordial spirit of the Yuanying True Monarch, this condition that he does not have, maybe he can solve it by evil spirits, or Xiao Wan to help imprint the foundation of soul gathering, or urge the soul refining tripod to melt it.

Thinking about this, Xiao Yun only felt a burst of excitement, even if he pinched the recipe to stop the bleeding hall to extract blood. At this time, he saw that the young man waved his hand and ingested dozens of complete Qingqi Yasha bodies into the Blood Palace, and then continued to urge the Blood Hall to extract all the blood.

However, what Xiao Yun didn't realize at all was that the method of refining the corpse that he had pieced together and tinkered with had neither sacrificed a silver-level corpse to refine the corpse, nor cultivated a blood shadow clone. Instead, he finally came up with a different but more terrifying blood shadow evil corpse clone......

After dozens of breaths, Xiao Yun saw that all the gains he could get had been taken, but he didn't stay any longer. At this moment, I saw a purple light suddenly shining in the void battlefield, and it disappeared in an instant. Such a scene can only show that the young man who has returned with a full load has returned to the ancestral land that has already imprinted the coordinates of the void at this moment...... (To be continued.) )