In the extremely empty hall, there are forty-nine white jade pillars. On the pillars is carved a dragon-like shape, but there are no dragon horns on the head and no dragon scales on the body. The long and narrow body is wrapped around
On the jade pillar, the head pokes out from the top of the jade pillar.
Meng Xiaobao saw that the strange beast looked really weird, so he looked at it a few more times: "What is this?
It looks like a dragon, but it's not a dragon. Do you know this kind of thing, Jiuling?"
Although Jiu Ling did not follow him, he controlled the other party's soul imprint after all, so he could have some contact and share memories if he wanted.
Jiuling's answer soon came.
"Master, this kind of monster is called a mirage. The so-called mirage is related to this kind of monster. The mirage's combat effectiveness is not strong, but the opponent's mental illusion can even be described with reality, and the gem on the top of the jade pillar in the middle is
It’s called the Huanming Spiritual Stone. If the young master inputs a spiritual power, it will activate this formation. The young master must not be careful, this Palace of Hell has an extraordinary origin."
After confirming it, Meng Xiaobao took a deep breath and strode into the formation. His arms surged with spiritual power and pressed down on the spiritual stone.
As soon as the spiritual power touched the spiritual stone, a ray of light suddenly lit up. After a moment, the white jade pillar inhaled the light. At that moment, it suddenly became extremely bright, and the white light illuminated along the carved mirage.
The body is constantly flowing...
One jade pillar, two...
Within a moment, all the forty-nine jade pillars were lit up. The mirage head at the top of the jade pillars suddenly moved, as if it had come alive. It opened its big mouth and spit out a stream of bright white light towards the center of the formation.
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In an instant, forty-nine dazzling white lights gathered together, and then a trembling sound of "buzz" was heard. A black vortex appeared on the crystal, followed by a powerful tearing force. Meng Xiaobao
Without any resistance, he allowed the force to pull him into the whirlpool.
After a period of spinning, the space gradually became brighter. Meng Xiaobao glanced around. Although there was light, the black mist around it made it difficult to see clearly.
Meng Xiaobao looked around carefully. There was a winding path at his feet, winding all the way to the depths.
"What is this place?"
Meng Xiaobao's eyes narrowed slightly, and a sword light appeared in his eyes.
The reason why military cultivators are powerful is, on the one hand, because they possess weapons, and on the other hand, because military cultivators can generally cultivate a special magical power.
What the sword cultivator can cultivate is his eyes, the sword eyes, which can break through illusions!
But what surprised Meng Xiaobao was that even with the sharp sword eye, all he could see was the black mist that obscured everything.
"Is my sword eye fake?"
Meng Xiaobao couldn't help but laugh at himself. After all, this was the first time he used the sword eye after entering the golden elixir stage. It was really not sure whether this thing would work or not.
After thinking about it again and again, Meng Xiaobao stopped thinking about it. Since there was only one way in front of him, he went on it.
Stepping onto the trail, as soon as he stepped on it, his heart jolted. Suddenly a very strange feeling appeared, and then his heart began to beat violently. He didn't know why the fluctuations made him feel uncomfortable.
Suddenly, there was a whistling sound in his ears, a black feather shot past his ear, and a tragic howl sounded behind him.
"what's the situation!"
Meng Xiaobao immediately turned around. When he saw a soldier wearing iron armor behind him, Meng Xiaobao was a little confused.
Looking around, the original black mist disappeared without a trace. I just saw countless soldiers wearing armor beside me, fighting back and forth with weapons in hand. Not far away, there were many soldiers wearing light armor.
The archers bent their bows and fired arrows to attack this side constantly.
"This is?"
Meng Xiaobao was a little confused. Where was this place? Did he travel through time?
This seems to be an ancient battlefield!
The desolate land has been completely stained with blood, and many ravines are covered with traces of blood that have not yet dried up. Blood is filling the air, and the killing cries rising to the sky are deafening.
When Meng Xiaobao was still a little at a loss, a voice came from the side.
"General Meng, the marshal has ordered you to lead people to attack the enemy's left wing. The marshal will lead a large group of people to follow behind and break out of the encirclement!"
The sudden thrust brought Meng Xiaobao back to his senses.
"Left wing?"
Meng Xiaobao took advantage of the situation and took a look.
I only saw a hill made of corpses. Standing there was a tall and thick man with a long beard and a beard. He was waving a moon sword in his hand and holding a head in the other hand. He looked quite bloody.
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Although Meng Xiaobao has killed people before, he has never seen such a situation. In comparison, his own murderous intention can be said to be almost nonexistent.
Is this a trial?
Then what is your mission?
By becoming a general, do you want to win this battle?
Just when Meng Xiaobao was still a little hesitant, several soldiers in black armor rushed over and fell to their knees on the ground. They kept shouting: "Please lead us, General Meng, to break out of the encirclement."
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"This..." Meng Xiaobao was a little timid. Looking at such a purgatory-like scene and feeling this kind of Shura battlefield, Meng Xiaobao felt that his breathing was getting heavier and heavier, his heart was beating faster and faster, and he felt a wave of addiction.
The feeling of bloodshed and cruelty kept surging in my heart.
Finally, under the constant urging of the surrounding environment, Meng Xiaobao's murderous intention came out completely. He suddenly shouted loudly, waved his right hand, and the Tao sword appeared out of thin air.
"kill!"
Meng Xiaobao felt the wind at his feet, and the long sword in his hand began to dance. He jumped and swept across, and in the blink of an eye, a heavy armored cavalry coming from the opposite side was chopped off.
The head fell and blood flew wildly. The blood drenched Meng Xiaobao's heart. His eyes were almost covered with blood, but this made him feel an indescribable pleasure.
"Kill, kill, kill for me!"
The desire to kill became more and more intense in Meng Xiaobao's heart. One sword kills one person, ten swords kills ten people. These mortals are nothing to be afraid of when facing Meng Xiaobao who is in the golden elixir cultivation stage. They are not even considered as enemies in one unit.
The spiritual power was emitted and the long sword was continuously waved. A soldier on the opposite side was cut into two pieces with his sword. Then his figure flashed and appeared in another place. The long sword was swung horizontally, and several heads of the enemy were thrown.
Fly up.
From ordinary infantry to cavalry, from archers to some generals, Meng Xiaobao didn't know how long he had been killing, nor how many he had killed. He just felt that the more he killed, the more enjoyable he became, and the more he killed, the more excited he became.