The glimpses are floating, and the waves are turbulent.

Zhang Fan rode on the brute bull, with Mo Ling on his shoulder, and swept through the circular valley.

"Snort~"

Not far from the valley, the brute descended violently, grabbed the ground on all fours, and brought out two deep scratches, and the earth groaned harshly.

Stopping, the brute bull turned his head suspiciously, and saw Zhang Fan's palm pressed against the back of his head.

Although he forced the bull's head to drink water, the brute bull who aimed at the great mount obviously did not have such strengths, and as soon as Zhang Fan's palm touched it, he came to a sudden brake.

His pitiful gaze, Zhang Fan did not take it into his eyes at all, and at this moment, all his thoughts were attracted by one thing.

Just beyond the circular valley, a huge leaning figure, as if it had some unique attraction, instantly filled his entire field of vision.

This boulder figure is essentially only half of the body, below the waist, nowhere to be found, and even the remaining upper body is half buried in the earth.

However, just the part that is exposed to the surface of the earth, there is a small hill high, and a huge head has no friends, and when it falls, it must be the size of a lake.

"This is the miracle that Ancestor Feng said?"

Zhang Fan frowned slightly, he had only noticed the fluctuations emanating from this bust of stone statues, so he stopped and observed.

After a closer look, his expression slowly changed.

The rugged and majestic body, the vague outline of the face, all of these faded in Zhang Fan's eyes, except for a groove on his forehead, like a deep whirlpool, swallowing his gaze and mind.

"Psionc!"

"This stone statue is the Spirit Eye Clan. ”

This stone statue, the whole body is filled with a desolate atmosphere of the passage of time, every edge and corner has been smoothed, every bit of the spirit has been lost, that is, the outline of the eyes, ears, mouth and nose, are extremely blurred, at a glance you know that there are no hundreds of thousands of years of wind and frost, I am afraid that I will not be able to experience such vicissitudes.

But what is very different from the other parts is that the sunken third eye on his forehead is like a new one, that is, the small stubble inside, and it still has a jerky appearance.

Suddenly, the passage of time, in this small place, lost the omnipotent supernatural power.

"It's a pity. ”

"The essence is no longer there. ”

After a while, Zhang Fan retracted his gaze and sighed to himself.

"Look at the traces of the stubble, it seems to have been dug up by external forces, I don't know whose hands it fell into in the end?"

"Now the spiritual eye is gone, only a big hole remains, all of which have such power, isolating the detection of those old monsters, if the spiritual eye is still there, what kind of style is it?"

"I can't wait to see it!"

Zhang Fan stared deeply, then patted the bull on the back, and flew back towards the place where the sound of killing was very loud.

In that direction, the sky was faintly tinged with a touch of blood, and no one could say whether it was the sunset or the bleak clouds of countless blood......

......

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill, kill!"

The fierce sound of killing, the sound of gold and iron clashing, the roar of supernatural spells, and the trembling moans of heaven and earth......

The whole heaven and earth are stained with blood and full of evil energy, like hell on earth, and it is the most bloody and boiling war killing field.

There are tens of thousands of people, boundless.

Tens of thousands of strong people are fighting, and that is the fierceness for which heaven and earth will change color.

As soon as Zhang Fanfu approached, he got down from the body of the wild bull, cast the shadow of the heavenly demon, and secretly sneaked into it to wait for the opportunity to make a move.

"This is the real killing field!"

In the meantime, immersed in that atmosphere, Zhang Fan's blood began to boil, and the battle intent imprinted in the depths of his soul awakened, like a tidal wave, surging up, almost wanting to drown it.

Just a few miles ahead of him, a great battle was beginming.

......

On the ground line, huge figures as tall as trees, moving dozens of feet or hundreds of feet, roared and rushed wildly.

"Knock~knock~~knock~~~"

The heavy body ran and trampled the earth, and in an instant, the earth shook, as if the mountain had collapsed, and the whole earth trembled.

Approaching, in the hands of the giants, they were holding extremely exaggerated wheel axes, and the blades of the axes were several feet square, and there was even more blood condensation, doubling its hideous and terrifying.

Rolling sand and dust are splashed, the earth is full of cracks, and every giant is a murder weapon in the world, and a single one can conquer the city!

- Northern Xinjiang alien race, giant clan!

Under the cover of the huge body and violent momentum of the giant clan, many people will subconsciously ignore something.

In the air, which was level with those giants, figures of the same size as ordinary people were rising and falling, their wings spreading, sometimes soaring like eagles, and occasionally swooping like petrels skimming the sea.

Looking at them with extreme eyesight, it is not difficult to see that they are all hideous, with green faces and fangs, and their skin is iron-blue, and their beards stand up, like spikes.

The most striking thing is that behind them, the wings of a long and short length are wide open, and they are the color of steel condensation. Every feather on it is like a sharp long knife, overflowing with a sense of air.

"Hiss~hiss~~"

Soaring and diving, projecting the earth, every time the sky is swept away, there is the sound of tearing the wind through the sky, a pair of iron wings, destroying everything.

At first glance, it seems to have similarities with the heavens and people in the cloud realm where Yunhua is located, but everywhere is extreme, standing in the clouds for a day, fluttering fairy rhyme, and has been based on the earth all his life, taking fighting as his own responsibility.

- Northern Xinjiang alien race, Iron Wing Clan!

The sky is the territory of the Iron Wing Clan, and the earth is the Giant Clan.

In the shadows, invisibly, there are also killers who hide, ready to deliver a fatal blow.

In the reflection of the Iron Wing Clan passing through the air, in the huge shadows under the Giant Clan, one by one as if they were invisible, peeking in the darkness.

If you look at it carefully, you will find that these killers in the shadows are not really blending into the shadows like the shadows of the heavenly demons, but have faint traces, and if you are not careful, you will ignore the past.

Occasionally, a mournful wind rushed out of the shadows, like a violent wind, and swooped over a human body.

In an instant, the flesh and blood of the human body that had been pounced on instantly melted, leaving only the shattered white bones, scattered all over the ground, as if they had been corroded.

In the gaps of the white bones, a bleak wind leaked out, and after a little condensation, it turned into a human form.

Ordinary people are tall and low, the whole body is dark, and there is only a pair of eyes, which are as bright as a lamp in the dark night, which is unforgettable at first sight.

Regardless of men and women, young and old, they are all full body**, without a piece of cloth to cover them.

They don't need to either!

The time of Ning Chengren's form was only a short moment, and then there was a roar, and Zhou's body collapsed into an aura, or disappeared into the shadows, or pounced on the next prey.

The light wind can also be seen by contemplation, but if it is hiding in the shadows, it is a traceless killer, and it is difficult to detect it until it is imminent.

- Northern Xinjiang alien race, Wind Eclipse Clan!

The giants are huge and have no friends, the iron wings fight in the sky, and the eclipse wind is very weird, although the three belong to people, they are really surprised.

In addition to the three, there are also some aliens who seem to be normal, and if they are not careful, they will exist like ordinary human races.

On the battlefield, the performance is the most prominent, or even better than the previous three, with two alien races as the most.

One of them is a catalogue of monsters and beasts, or in a place where the clothes are covered, or the back of the hands and cheeks.

Around every Wenqing alien race, or under the seat, there are more or less demon beasts following, following in unison, roaring in a low voice, often one such alien race is terrifying like a monster beast colony.

According to legend, the ancestors of this clan were good at driving all kinds of dragons and were known as dragons.

——Northern Xinjiang alien race, dragon control clan!

There is another race, which is on par with the Dragon Riders, and even closer to ordinary humans.

They are covered with green leaves and vines all over their bodies, and their faces are faintly green, just like the color of human dishes.

In everyone's body, there is an abundance of wood spirit energy, which cannot be concealed or restrained, just like a tree that can walk.

Their foreheads, as if they were revealing skin, belong to the texture of the skull's bones, and when you look closely, they are in the shape of complete green trees.

The more forms of the Aoki tree, the higher the strength, according to legend, the strongest is the Seven Wood Supreme, the Supreme's life, is the time when their race goes to glory.

- Northern Xinjiang alien race, Aoki tribe!

......

Human beings have multiplied in the heavens and the earth for countless years, and there are hundreds of thousands of them that can be recorded in history, among which countless branches were born.

At first glance, they seem to be all loved by heaven and earth, and they are blessed with unique people, compared to ordinary mortals, they are overshadowed.

But is this true?

If they were really powerful and incomparable, without an Achilles heel, how could they be driven to the northern frontier, lingering in the barrenness, peeking at the fertile land of Kyushu all the time.

As a result, it already speaks for itself.

Every inch of mountains and rivers, every inch of blood, every bit of living space is a dam condensed with blood, which can be guarded, especially in this special place in northern Xinjiang.

Now, in Zhang Fan's eyes, these alien races in northern Xinjiang with their own unique characteristics have collided head-on with a flesh-and-blood embankment that looks like a barrage.

In an instant, the sounds of fighting, screams, roars, and the sound of blood spurting out and turning into a red blood mist filled the entire heaven and earth.

In a moment, the alien races in the northern part of the country retreated slightly, revealing the "dike" that stood like a reef and smashed them to pieces.

In the middle of the corpses all over the field, a nine-foot man, standing tall, covered in blood, and the third eye in front of his forehead was brilliant and dazzling.

Once one of the alien races in northern Xinjiang, now it is called the attached race, the minions of cultivating immortals - the Lingyan clan!

One by one, they stepped barefoot on the earth, and the formation of the earthy yellow earth yuan power was constantly extracted, supporting the terrifying consumption of the third spiritual eye.

As far as the eye can see, all kinds of magical spells are derived, and illusions come true!

Seeing that the war had entered a stalemate, and the killing spirit was buried in the dust, Zhang Fan suddenly stood up with a solemn gaze and looked to the north.

There, dust rose and filled the sky, like a yellow dragon, whistling.

(To be continued)