Chapter 862: Gathering Qi Array in the Soldiers' Liberation Valley

In the Zhanyun Continent, there is a legend that says that the Honghuang area is closer to the immortal realm, and it is easier to cross the tribulation and ascend, and there is nowhere to verify the origin of this legend, however, many cultivators have found that the power of the Heavenly Tribulation in the Honghuang area is indeed much weaker than the rest of the Zhanyun Continent.

Over the past hundreds of thousands of years, this tradition has gradually formed in the Xiuzhen Realm of the Zhanyun Continent, and once it reaches the advanced level, it will travel long distances to the Flood Desolation area to cultivate, preparing for the upcoming ascension.

At the beginning, when the Caixia Fairy was in the advanced third order, she had already entered the Honghuang area countless times, which is enough to show how deeply rooted this tradition has been in the hearts of the people.

The Great Sand Misty Array began with the Great War of Gods and Demons, and it is not known how many years the Dao has existed, and every year there are high-level cultivators who fall into it, and for hundreds of thousands of years, the deformed prosperity of the Great Sand Misty Array has been formed.

However, because the Sand Miao Great Array is only a array, there is no abundant aura, resources are poor, and there are no rare birds and beasts, and the spars that are not rare in the Zhanyun Continent have also become extremely rare, which has caused an extremely strange phenomenon - unable to soar.

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Zhao Yuan and Xiao Ruan flew all the way with the sword, chatting all the way about the customs and customs in the Sand Miao Great Array, and in an hour's time, Zhao Yuan had a new understanding of the Sand Miao Great Array.

Arrived at the Valley of Bingjie.

At this time, Zhao Yuan already had a certain understanding of Bingjie Valley.

The so-called Bingjie Valley is very much in the Shamiao Great Array, and most of them are the places where some high-level cultivators have arrived and forcibly ascended, because no one has been able to successfully ascend, so all the cultivators have the last fate to be Bingjie, so it is called the Bingjie Valley.

Sure enough, it's Bingjie Valley!

When the two of them rushed to the Bingjie Valley with one corpse, Zhao Yuan had a creepy feeling in the gloomy atmosphere, but the King of Ten Thousand Corpses was extremely excited.

The Valley of the Warriors is a shallow valley surrounded by a basin, more than a basin.

In the valley, there are countless corpses, some of which are mutilated, some of which have become skeletons, and more of which are half-hidden among weeds and thorns, and occasionally some worthless flying swords are stuck in the ground, rusty.

Throughout the valley, there is an eerie feel to it.

"Qi Gathering Array!" exclaimed the King of Ten Thousand Corpses.

"Is it the Qi Gathering Array?" Zhao Yuan's body was also shocked, but he hadn't forgotten that his grievances and grievances with the King of Ten Thousand Corpses stemmed from the fact that he destroyed the Qi Gathering Array of the King of Ten Thousand Corpses, so that he was chased and killed endlessly.

"Yes, but it's ......imperfect," the King of Corpses' sunken eyes flickered with lightning, as if thinking about something.

"Yes, this is the Gathering Array. Xiao Ruan, a cultivator, said: "In the Great Array of Shamiao, there are dozens of such Soldier Liberation Valleys, and some cultivators who have reached the end of their lifespan, on the eve of death, will go to the Bingjie Valley to gather qi to bang their luck, hoping to forcibly ascend to the Dao Immortal ......."

"Not true. The King of Ten Thousand Corpses shook his head.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Yuan sensed that the King of Ten Thousand Corpses seemed to have discovered something.

"This Qi Gathering Array, with only a tyrannical aura, without the slightest aura of heaven and earth, how can it gather qi and soar?" The forehead of the King of Ten Thousand Corpses actually flashed with the light of wisdom.

"In this sand array, there is no aura. Xiao Ruan smiled bitterly.

"But......" The King of Corpses' sharp nails clasped the door of his head, and he looked like he was racking his brains.

"Where are the five elders?" Zhao Yuan saw that the King of Ten Thousand Corpses was stupid again, and he couldn't say a single Mingtang, interrupted him, and asked Xiao Ruan.

"He's in front. ”

Xiao Ruan quickened his pace, and soon, he reached a mountain cliff, and above the cliff, dense vultures soared in the sky, drawing amazing lines that made people's scalps tingle.

Zhao Yuan and the King of Ten Thousand Corpses followed, and when they hurried away with a stick of incense, they arrived at a chaotic rock.

The number of vultures flying over the rocks is increasing.

Going deep into the rocks, Zhao Yuan saw the five elders.

The state of the five elders can be described as miserable, his whole body is burned black, his limbs are covered with blisters, his hair is burned and curled, and the top of his robe is burned to a thousand holes, sticking to his skin.

Just from the condition of the five elders, you can imagine how powerful the power of the Heavenly Tribulation is, you must know that the five elders are high-level fifth-order cultivators, and they have reached the early stage of cultivation that cultivators dream of, ordinary thunder and lightning can't hurt him in the slightest.

Fluffy Fluffy ......

Just as Zhao Yuan was about to get closer, suddenly, dozens of vultures shot down in the air and swooped down towards the five elders on the ground, like the earth's fighter jets, galloping and terrifying. However, the vulture that swooped down, as if blocked by an invisible air current, made a violent impact sound, the air flow vibrated for a while, the feathers flew all over the sky, and the vulture let out a terrible scream and flew into the sky......

It turned out that Xiao Ruan had placed a small formation around the five elders, forming an invisible barrier.

What surprised Zhao Yuan was that Xiao Ruan's formation actually used the top-grade spar he sent as the energy base.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yuan nodded secretly.

It seems that this Xiao Ruan is indeed a good boy.

Xiao Ruan naturally didn't know that Zhao Yuan praised him as a good boy, if he knew Lu Dao, it was estimated that he would vomit three liters of blood, because his age was more than three hundred years old.

In the Great Sand Array, the vast majority of cultivators are around three hundred years old, and cultivators who are five hundred or six hundred years old abound.

In the Sand Miao Great Array, there are very few cultivators who are less than a hundred years old, because cultivators who are less than a hundred years old will rarely go deep into the flood wilderness area, and in addition, even if a young cultivator is trapped in the Sand Miao Great Array, they will become the target of the black-hearted hunters.

A cultivator like Zhao Yuan, who is only in his early twenties, can be said to be unique in the Great Sand Array.

After Xiao Ruan withdrew the formation, everyone approached the unconscious five elders, and Zhao Yuan found that the five elders' injuries were more serious than he imagined, not only the limbs were scorched black, the internal organs were also seriously injured, and the whole person was already in a state of near death.

Zhao Yuan saw that the top-grade spar in the hands of the five elders had lost its luster.

Obviously, when the five elders were ascending, their bodies could not withstand the force of nature, and they were seriously injured.

"Zhao Yuan, do you have a way?" Xiao Ruan asked anxiously.

"I can't save it. The King of Ten Thousand Corpses took the lead and stepped in front of the five elders, his face showing greed, and the tongue in his mouth licked wildly on his face, looking salivating.

"Get out of here, the five elders are our friends!"

Zhao Yuan grabbed the King of Ten Thousand Corpses, pushed him away, and scolded.

"Ahem...... I'm going to die anyway...... A waste is also a waste...... "The King of Ten Thousand Corpses laughed dryly, rubbing his hands, and ten sharp nails made a startling grinding sound.