They had been cultivating on Yinming Island for several days. Zhou Xinyu had been secretly observing Yang Wuyue. He actually smelted one of the heart-breaking magic crystals that should have been refined to the limit. It seemed to be unique.
The method of body training, but so far, Zhou Xinyu has not seen the practice of Yang Wuyue Zheng'er Eight Sutras.
"Senior Brother Yang, shall we go?"
Yang Wuyue shook his head: "Calculate the time, this year's brutal fighting, the power of the blood evil here is almost enough."
"The power of blood evil?" Zhou Xinyu asked sideways, "What do you mean?"
"That's what it means!" Yang Wuyue sensed the turmoil around her, and the entire space began to shake. The ferocious space turbulence immediately swept away the two of them.
Behind the whirlpool is another world.
"No!" A warrior of the late acquired stage, the spirit boat he sat on was torn to pieces by the whirlpool, and he himself, needless to say, the powerful spirit boat could not hold on for long, let alone the flesh and blood body, as if in the storm
Like leaves, it was pulled into the whirlpool and torn into pieces in an instant.
Zhou Xinyu's eyes narrowed, but she found that she was surrounded by Yang Wuyue's powerful world of swordsmanship, and the space energy around him failed to shatter his body-protecting aura.
"What about the laws of space?" Legend has it that Tianjian masters the laws of heaven. No one knows what they are, but if they dare to be named after heaven, we can imagine that their knowledge of laws is extremely high.
Between the Blood Demon Island and the Yinming Island, ten men in black robes were suspended in the air, expressionlessly looking at the huge whirlpool hundreds of feet away beneath their feet.
"It's turned on, but we can't seem to get in!"
"All your hard work is in vain! Even I, the third level of Life Destruction, boast that I can't withstand this space storm, let alone enter the main world."
"Boom!" A huge shock wave descended on the entire world, and the world in front of us was filled with blood.
Scattered people from both sides continued to gather, and the space storm vortex screened out almost all those with insufficient strength, either falling into the abyss or dying miserably in the whirlpool.
The situation of the warriors in the wartime alliance is very complicated. Most of them are gathered from various sects, and they are uneven. The wartime alliance, which is mainly composed of miscellaneous troops, is certainly not as good as the regular army of the South China Sea Demonic Territory, but it is much larger in number.
"Lord Messenger, why don't we clean up the trash fish here first!" Everyone in the South China Sea Demonic Territory looked at the red-haired man in the middle, but the red-haired man said cruelly: "Are these old guys using me as cannon fodder?"
Immediately he looked at the people from the Warrior Alliance: "Let's make a truce first and get out of this ghost place first, but you must listen to me in everything, otherwise I won't..."
The innate and extremely powerful aura immediately enveloped everyone. Countless warriors in the warrior alliance tried their best to resist, but they were unable to compete with an extremely innate strong man.
They also have extreme innate talent, but it is accumulated slowly through age and time. Such people are simply unable to compete with such talented people.
"I think his proposal is good!" At this moment, a playful smile appeared in the warrior alliance, and soon a terrifying killing intent began to gather. The bloody long sword had not yet been unsheathed, but the cold sword
The light has torn apart its ferocious aura, and not a single bit of it is left.
"The Blood-Eating Sword, he is the Heavenly Sword!"
"Heavenly Sword without Moon!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the South China Sea Demon Territory took a few steps back in fright, and even the red-haired man had a strange look on his face. The feeling of being locked by the sword energy was not that pleasant. Many people in the South China Sea Demon Territory took a few steps back in fright.
The elders have all commented that Yang Wuyue's cultivation level is not high, but his understanding of laws is so unparalleled that he never uses a second sword to kill people. This is the result of countless innate strong men trying with their lives.
"Wait! I admit defeat. I was impulsive before. I'm sorry..."
As soon as these words came out, both sides looked strange. They didn't seem to feel anything was wrong, but they seemed to be very wrong.
"Xuan Chang is scared?"
"Begging for mercy?"
This Xuan Chang is the bloodline of the Trolls and the core disciple of the South China Sea Demon Realm. He practices ancient magic skills and has always been unruly. Unexpectedly, when the top geniuses from both sides met, there would be no earth-shattering battle. He actually took the lead.
Surrendered.
"Hmph! What do these guys know? Is the Heavenly Sword so easy to pick up?" Xuan Chang gritted his teeth and cursed secretly in his heart. It's hard for others to say, but the Heavenly Sword's sword is too fast. One strike can mean the difference between life and death. When fighting against other strong men,
I don’t know if he will die or not, but if he can’t catch his sword, he will definitely die.
"Tianjian, there is no need to fight to the death here. Let's explore separately and live in peace! Find a chance to go out first!"
Yang Wuyue nodded: "Looking at how sensible you are, let's call it a truce first."
The explorations of both sides are actually maintaining a certain distance. Neither side is willing to go too far. Where the space crack is located, the space is as fragile as glass. If the treasure is knocked up, it will cause a small area of collapse in the space.
There are corpse puppets on the demonic side, and they can continue to explore the path, but they are also a little overwhelmed as they are constantly being strangled. Every once in a while, a sword energy will be stirred up here in Yang Wuyue, causing the unstable space to break in advance.
Let everyone survive crisis after crisis safely.
"Senior brother, you consume too much like this!" Zhou Xinyu said worriedly: "Do you want to take a rest?"
Yang Wuyue shook his head: "You still can't understand the power of space. The space here is very weak and the laws of space are extremely active. I don't have any consumption here."
"Senior Brother Yang, look!" The disciples exploring the way in front of Qixuan Valley immediately came over, "There is a big altar in front of us!"
"Altar?" As soon as these words came out, everyone looked over.
"Let's go!" Wangshan ran away. The altar was really too big. It was about ten miles away. There were surprisingly few spatial cracks, and the closer to the altar, the fewer.
Smiles appeared on everyone's faces.
"Those guys are here too!" Zhou Xinyu looked at the demonic monks bitterly. There was no reason why they couldn't see such a big altar.
This altar is ten feet high and is made entirely of gray rocks. On the rocks, there are various beautiful reliefs and many magical inscriptions carved on them.
"God Realm Rune!" Tens of thousands of years ago, the martial arts world of Tianyan Continent was much more glorious than it is now. Various emperors and emperors emerged in large numbers, such as the Witch God of Southern Xinjiang and the Demon Emperor of South China Sea. They were all figures of that era. This was still
It's just a southern region. There should be more powerful people in other regions.
It’s just that there must have been a great change in the world later, so that the martial arts civilization was cut off. Now there is not a single powerful person who has been crowned emperor in the entire Southern Sky Territory, and there are only a dozen or so of those who are active on the road. That’s it.
It is also beyond the reach of most monks.
But they are far worse than the Witch God and the Demon Emperor back then. Since this place is the palace and ancient battlefield left by the Demon Emperor, the presence of such inscriptions shows that back then, the Demon Emperor was still able to come into contact with the civilization of the divine domain.