Feng Bingwen didn't know about the conversation between the gods who guarded the Rift Valley, but if he knew about it, he might have high-fived and sighed. For a cultivator like him who barged in, it would be impossible not to investigate and turn a blind eye.
I don't know how much trouble it saves.
However, this situation is reasonable. The foundation of the gods lies in incense, so the gods protect the world and the safety of the people is enough.
As for the opportunities that exist in this ancient battlefield that was sealed and now open, it is useless to the gods, and only those who practice it will crave it.
"Someone!"
Feng Bingwen, who was walking through the bloody torrent gushing out from the abyss, suddenly paused. Due to the changes in the surrounding environment, the range of his spiritual thoughts was greatly reduced, but even so, he also noticed that there was something happening thousands of feet away.
Next, there are fluctuations in mana.
There are monks like him who have escaped the blockade of the gods and want to sneak into the ancient battlefield to seek opportunities. However, in this ancient battlefield, in addition to possible opportunities, there are ghostly evil things that seem to be bred from the endless blood evil.
"How courageous!"
Feng Bingwen chuckled, not too troublesome, and went directly to the source of magic power he sensed. In just three or two breaths, Feng Bingwen saw the figure of a monk.
Yuan Dan realm overhaul!
In other continents of the human race, there are not many monks in the Yuan Dan realm, but they are not that much less. But it is different in Donghua Continent. Because the divine way is prosperous, the immortal way is naturally suppressed.
After all, if an immortal manifests his holy spirit frequently, the power of the incense and vows of the Shinto will be diverted, which affects his own foundation. No matter how benevolent the gods are, they will intentionally or unintentionally suppress the development of the immortal way.
Therefore, on Donghua Continent, the monks who set foot on the Immortal Path are very rare. Seventy-eight out of ten are in Jiuwei Mountain, and the Yuandan Realm major cultivation under the Immortal Path is also extremely rare.
"A family monk?"
Feng Bingwen took a look at the old man below. He seemed to be an octogenarian, but the noble Yuan Dan Daxiu made a judgment in his mind.
It can be seen from his magic power that this monk who is close to his lifespan does not practice any advanced methods. Therefore, the quality of the Yuan Dan formed is not high. It is absolutely impossible to reach the third-grade golden elixir. It is estimated to be the lower-grade third-grade miscellaneous elixir.
Dan, there is no hope for immortality.
This kind of monks are usually born into a family of practitioners. At the beginning of their practice, the children of this type of family are very smooth and can rely on the strength of their family. However, once they reach a high level of cultivation, it is time to repay the cause and effect.
Among the monks who come from monastic families, many are involved in family affairs, and many of them delay their practice and affect their path.
Of course, not every monk is practicing to hide. Some simply want to strengthen their body and gain a longer lifespan than ordinary people, or they just want to gain great power after successful practice.
Every monk's pursuit is different. There are very few monks who really want to seek immortality, and even fewer who can achieve their wish.
The vast majority of monks will relax after practicing to a level that satisfies themselves, and then seek spiritual or physical satisfaction.
This is most common among family monks. After such monks obtain the cultivation expected by their family, they will relax their practice and gain power instead.
It was not until his old age, when his life was approaching, that the powerful monks would wake up and regret why they had not persisted in seeking the Tao.
"Which fellow Taoist is here? Please help me!"
At Feng Bingwen's feet, Yuan Dan Daxiu was fighting with a group of demons with bone wings behind him. He finally became alert after Feng Bingwen was nearly a hundred feet away. Then he showed a look of joy and called for help repeatedly.
Squeak!
After those bone demons besieging the Yuan Dan cultivator noticed the fresh aura emanating from Feng Bingwen, most of them let go of their attack on the Yuan Dan cultivator and turned to Feng Bingwen.
Wanting to bite his flesh and blood and devour his soul.
"Fellow Taoist, I'm sorry. Pei must not forget the kindness I received today. The mountains are high and the road is far. We will meet again if we are destined!"
After realizing that most of the demons that besieged him were attracted by Feng Bingwen, the Yuan Dan Daxiu shouted in surprise and joy, a look of joy appeared on his old face, and then he gritted his teeth and took out a golden ball.
He slapped the talisman on his body, and his whole body suddenly turned into a golden light, and he instantly wanted to escape deeper into the abyss, throwing away all the bone demons that besieged him.
Originally, the reason why he didn't use this treasure at the bottom of the box was because he was worried that even if he used it, these bone demons would still haunt him, but now this unknown Taoist friend who came close to him was obviously more attractive to the demons.
At this time, if you take the opportunity to escape and throw away these bone demons, you will have a great chance of escaping. As for the fellow Taoist who replaced him and was besieged by the bone demons, he can only wish for good luck.
Although this move is somewhat unjust, it is difficult for people to spread the word about what happened here. In the final analysis, it is better to die as a fellow Taoist than to die as a poor Taoist.
He just ran away feeling very proud, and he was even glad that his Yuan Dan Daxiu didn't see him. The moment he turned into golden light and escaped, seven sword lights burst out in a row, and almost in an instant, he wiped out this group of people who were embarrassing him.
Unbearable and tired of dealing with it, the bone demon was cut into pieces like melons and vegetables.
"Tsk!"
Feng Bingwen, who easily defeated a group of demons, stretched out his hand to retract the sword light, looked in the direction where the golden light escaped, shook his head, and didn't want to say anything more.
Originally, the old monk happened to be in the direction where he was diving, and he thought that as a fellow human monk, he would make a profit if he could help. However, he did not expect that this old man, who was about to run out of life, would be so unworthy of a human being and leave him behind.
He ran away by himself.
Naturally, Feng Bingwen wouldn't care about anything with this old monk who had only a few days to live. It was just a waste of time. Not to mention that he didn't have much to live for. The abyss at this moment was the first-class Donghua Continent.
A dangerous place.
After all, this place has enough opportunities for him to become enlightened. This is such a huge resource, and in a place like this, huge opportunities must have corresponding dangers.
However, judging from the golden flames of the Book of Heaven, if he wants to obtain this opportunity, he shouldn't need to expend too much effort.
But this is only for him. For other monks who want to enter this place to seek opportunities, it is not the same thing. If it were not for him, the old monk just now would most likely fall into the hands of this group of bone demons.
superior.
"What exactly is my opportunity?"
Feng Bingwen quickly put this little incident behind him, and became more and more looking forward to the opportunity arranged by the Book of Heaven for him. He was curious about what kind of opportunity could satisfy his accumulation of promotion and becoming an Earth Immortal.
As he sneaked all the way down, Feng Bingwen encountered more and more demons and ghosts, most of them strange and strange in appearance. Their appearance was extremely impactful. Not only could they make children cry, they could even scare some timid people to death.
What matches that weird appearance is naturally the extremely tyrannical strength. Of course, for Feng Bingwen, it is all a matter of one sword. In the process of moving forward, he has not encountered anyone who can threaten him.
His demon.
"Huh!"
Along the way, Feng Bingwen, who was killing and slashing, suddenly let out a sigh because he found a corpse that was incompatible with the surrounding evil spirits.
With an old face and a thin and hunched body, he was wearing a set of tattered gold and silver robes. This was not the one who left him and ran away alone, Yuan Dan Daxiu.
But at this moment, his chest is indeed empty, and his internal organs have been taken out by evil spirits, and what remains is that he has been infected by the evil spirit of blood and has come back to life, turning into a corpse.
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"It's your own fault and you won't live!"
Feng Bingwen was just surprised and sighed slightly, and then the Xuanyin Seven Killing Sword slashed the newly born corpse vertically, and then continued to move downwards without any nostalgia.
The far and untouchable bottom gave Feng Bingwen the illusion that he was heading towards the center of this world, and the dense blood-evil aura around him sometimes made Feng Bingwen wonder if he had fallen into a similar trap.
He is trapped in the innate laws like a ghost hitting a wall.
But it gradually became thicker, and there were more ferocious demons and ghosts, making Feng Bingwen know that he should be heading towards that forbidden ancient battlefield.
"Which sage is this? He actually drove the ancient battlefield so deep into the ground!"
Along the way, Feng Bingwen recalled the information he received from Shinto, and couldn't help but marvel at the power of the sages of the human race.
It’s just that no matter how powerful it is to change the world, it cannot withstand the passage of time and the vicissitudes of life.
When the sage sank the ancient battlefield into the ground, he must not have thought of letting it resurface in the world. After all, the sage had great compassion in his heart, so how could he let the evil energy accumulated in the ancient battlefield poison future generations?
"Pity!"
On the way, Feng Bingwen encountered the traces left by several monks, but most of the traces left behind were ghosts of themselves or their remains that had been bitten by evil spirits.
And even after seeing the various miserable appearances of the practitioners in Donghua Continent, Feng Bingwen did not have the slightest intention of retreating.
boom--
I don't know how much time passed, but when Feng Bingwen noticed something, he looked up and saw a sudden wave of flames rolling over.
The surging heat contained in the fire wave even caused the ubiquitous blood evil spirit to sizzle, and there were even faint wails and screams in the air. However, after the flames swept through, it was just
A very short vacuum was left, which was quickly refilled by a steady stream of blood evil energy.
"Dongxuan Renxian!"
Feng Bingwen raised his eyebrows and flew towards the source of the huge fighting wave without hesitation. In a moment, Feng Bingwen saw the man and the snake fighting together!
The monk was just like what he sensed. He was a Dongxuan Immortal. He didn't recognize him. He was not a monk from Jiuwei Mountain. He might have been a casual cultivator, but that wasn't surprising.
After all, it is a land of one continent. On such a vast land, it is normal for several people who are favored by fate to appear. No matter how desolate it is, Shinto cannot and does not dare to cut off the inheritance of Immortal Dao here.
As for the opponent of this immortal, it was a big snake, a big snake that was quite familiar to Feng Bingwen. He had seen a big snake that looked very similar to it.
"Descendants of gods and demons!"
Originally, he just wanted to come over and take a look at the bustling scenery. A golden light shone in his eyes, his breathing became heavier unknowingly, his blood began to boil, and the faint sound of tigers roaring and dragons roared around him.
Just because he recognized the identity of the big snake at a glance, it clearly came from the same source as the remains of the heavenly snake in the Dragon Snake Secret Realm. However, the two had similarities and differences.
The similarity is that both big snakes are dead, but the difference is that the sky snake in front of Feng Bingwen is much smaller than the one lying dead in the secret realm, and it can also move!
"How long do fellow Taoists want to watch the fire from the other side? Could it be that they want to take advantage of the poor Taoist?"
Feng Bingwen was watching from the sidelines and was ecstatic about it, when a light-like gaze looked over and his tone was very unfriendly.
However, it is understandable. After all, it was at the critical moment of the fight that a monk of the same level suddenly came over. The monks with a little more experience would not have any expectations. After all, people's hearts are unpredictable.
"Fellow Taoist, you are joking, I don't have such dirty thoughts!"
Feeling the vague hostility and the faint sting between his eyebrows, Feng Bingwen, who had not deliberately hidden himself, walked directly out of the blood mist and was first on the battlefield where humans and snakes were fighting.
"Since I have no idea, please ask fellow Taoist to leave. Don't let me misunderstand you, otherwise the sword in Pindao's hand will not recognize anyone."
While speaking, the Taoist who was fighting with the relic of a heavenly snake that had reborn wisdom flashed the red fairy sword in his hand in a demonstrative manner. Every time the three-foot red edge passed by in the air, it would stir up a torrential wave.
The heat wave contains endless murderous potential.
"Leave? Fellow Taoist, please don't say it's a joke. I think it's quite difficult for fellow Taoist to deal with this evil spirit. How about we join forces?"
Naturally, it was impossible for Feng Bingwen to retreat because of these few words. The big snake in front of him was different from the remains of the heavenly snake in the secret realm that had been reduced to alchemy materials.
There was no need to try, Feng Bingwen knew that this snake was his opportunity, or to be more precise, it was one of his opportunities.
In the ancient battlefield that was driven into the ground by human sages, there was no way that there could only be a demon transformed by a mere descendant of gods and demons. If it were so simple, there would be no need for that sage to spend so much effort.
"Join forces? Then how will we distribute the proceeds after we kill this monster?"
The Taoist holding the red sword snorted coldly and asked immediately.
"The more you work, the more you will gain. My Taoist friends will take the lead. After beheading this evil beast, you will naturally choose the things you like first!"
Feng Bingwen responded with a smile.
"That's a good thing. It's what I want. If that's the case, why are you still standing there? Why don't you help me quickly!"