The Ancient Stele Tiantu technique was running wildly, Xiao Chen's body was shining brightly, his skin was flowing with rays of brilliance, and a huge ancient stele appeared in his heart.
The blurry traces are so heart-stopping. The huge monument is like a huge mountain standing in the sea of mind, reaching into the sky, making it difficult to look up to the highest end.
Why is this so? Xiao Chen was extremely surprised. It looked like an ancient stele on the Yellow River, but it wasn't. It looked like an ancient stele on Long Island, but there were some differences. This stele seemed to be different from the two sky stele that he had seen before.
Xiao Chen's heart skipped a beat at that moment, and he felt a thud in his heart, as if a yellow bell had awakened him. Could it be that... the third stone tablet... was nearby?!
At that time, his heart began to beat violently. The ancient stele sky map he practiced was definitely an imperfect method, and there should be a follow-up. When he was on Dragon Island, he saw at least six or seven phantoms of the ancient stele.
, there was a conjecture at that time that there should really be so many corresponding ones in the real world.
It's just... when he used his heart to sense and carefully search for any unusual movements in the land, he found nothing, and the feeling that made his heart palpitate gradually disappeared.
Xiao Chen was not depressed. He slowly calmed down and looked at the desolate plain quietly.
There are endless legends about the Devil's Plain in the Brahma Kingdom. It is an extremely mysterious place, and many important figures have appeared here.
According to legend, Zeng Jing originally moved the fairy mountain Kunlun to this place, hoping to spread the word to the world. However, the Kunlun Mountain collapsed overnight and the nearby indigenous residents were almost extinct.
There is also a legend that the real body of Lao Tzu in his previous life was smashed into a pulp with a terrifying magic weapon in the Devil's Plain, making it difficult for him to reunite his soul for 800 years. At the same time, the Buddha's previous life was nailed to the Tongtian Peak on the Devil's Plain, which lasted for 800 years.
For seventy-seven forty-nine days, he was made to bleed all the Buddha's blood and die.
This place has become an ominous place. Even the big shots don't want to stay here anymore.
The endless white bones, like the white snow, look particularly dazzling in the sun. The souls of tens of millions of soldiers are in the Devil's Plain. The evil spirit soaring to the sky has long since dissipated, and the roaring souls of the soldiers have long disappeared. Only the vast sea of bones proves that this place is indeed
There was a tragic battle.
Tens of millions of people died in the battle in less than forty days. If it were unimaginable in the human world, only such a vast and boundless Everlasting Continent could have the possibility of such a shocking and tragic event happening.
Any of the five hegemonic countries in the Immortal Realm is more than ten times larger than the entire human world. It is normal for four such vast and boundless superpowers to break out into a war, and it is normal for tens of millions of people to die.
Xiao Chen was filled with emotion as he faced the endless snow-white bones. This Devil's Plain was really a sky burial place, with countless bones buried there. No one knew how many people had died here throughout the ages.
As night fell, the breeze blew gently. Xiao Chen left an afterimage on the spot and disappeared into the Devil's Plain.
Outside Shanhe Pass, the four hegemonic countries all deployed millions of troops, and it became a Shura killing ground. Although the second war did not break out, local conflicts occurred from time to time, and small groups of battles continued.
Outside the Shanhe Pass, this land of hundreds of battles stretches for thousands of miles. It is a battlefield of death throughout the ages, with countless corpses under the ground.
Another month passed in the blink of an eye, and the Second War finally broke out. Rivers of blood flowed, resentful souls howled, and the world was in turmoil.
The murderous aura here shoots straight into the sky.
This was a melee that lasted for three months and resulted in millions of casualties. Although it was not as tragic as the first war, it still left the place filled with evil spirits and resentment.
However, this time, the blood rain only lasted for a few days, and the endless resentful souls suddenly disappeared, leaving only white bones on the ground, and all the black mist and gloom had dissipated.
A mysterious incident happened again, and someone took away the souls of millions of soldiers!
After that, the battle continued. The armies of the Zhou Kingdom and the Vatican Kingdom joined together. They retreated into Shanhe Pass, and the Roman Empire and the Great Shang Kingdom joined forces. The siege continued every day.
Of course, bloody battles were also going on in the nearby wilderness.
Demigod is king on the battlefield!
Immortality masters generally rarely take action. When their cultivation reaches their level, what they pursue is to make further progress. Nirvana masters are even rarer and even more mysterious than immortality masters, because nirvana is a very risky process.
Their cultivation is very unstable. When they are strong, they are comparable to immortal masters. When they are weak, they are even inferior to practitioners in the realm of consciousness. Once they enter the realm of nirvana, most of them will hide and quietly meditate.
Therefore, the masters in the demigod realm became terrifying destroyers on the battlefield. The battle between the demigod masters in front of Shanhe Pass was extremely fierce. Xiao Chen had been watching the battle here for so many days.
In the past month, Xiao Chen has transformed into a soldier, wearing a Shang soldier uniform, charging and killing in the bloody forest. Of course, he will not attack ordinary soldiers, he is just feeling the atmosphere.
In this cruel war, he saw many soldiers having mental breakdowns and many going crazy. Tortured by death and fear, many people gradually became stronger.
Xiao Chen felt deeply that if he didn't have strong cultivation to protect his body, he probably wouldn't be much better off.
Facing the terrifying killing blow of the demigods, it is indeed easy for ordinary soldiers to collapse. After all, those terrifying magical powers can sweep away a piece of flesh and blood, and every attack is like a giant mountain crushing them. It is terrible to watch.
The wars between overlord countries and the mountains of corpses and seas of blood on the battlefield are indeed a good place for cultivators to hone themselves. It is very easy to find opponents here. There are always demigods on the front line dueling.
It was another bloody evening with the setting sun, and the battlefield was littered with corpses. As a member of the team cleaning the battlefield, Xiao Chen keenly discovered a few familiar traces: the descendant of Xiao Li's Flying Knife, the Demon Girl from the Heavenly Demon Palace, the Fairy Cihang Sword Studio,
There were also young masters trained by secret methods from several major religions in the Roman Empire who seemed to be passing by in the endless military camps.
The magical power of the Eight Phase World was displayed, and Xiao Chen disappeared like light and shadow. The soldier next to him who was carrying a dead body sat down on the ground in shock, and almost died of fear.
Based on his intuition, Xiao Chen knew that these strongest men of the younger generation might want to take action, so he decided to follow along and observe.
The stars were dotted at night, and the night style was exceptionally soft. Thirteen figures floated out from the endless network. It can be said to be amazing speed.
These thirteen people were all able to fly. They disappeared in the night sky and flew towards the primitive mountains not far away. They were the barren mountains and wild ridges next to Shanhe Pass. The dense primitive forests made it difficult to march. However, in order to prevent accidents,
The Vatican Kingdom also sent troops to garrison.
Xiao Chen had already seen it clearly. The thirteen people were among the top ten young masters of the Great Shang Kingdom and the Roman Empire. They seemed to have some secret operation.
Instead of continuing to fly forward in the night sky, they chose to sneak in the mountains and forests. These people were all strong men close to the demigod level and could already fight against demigods. The combination of so many people was definitely a terrifying force.
Demigods are kings on the battlefield, and they are considered a powerful force of earth kings!
There are indeed experts among the defenders in the barren mountains, but it is difficult to find such a small group of people. Occasionally, if a secret sentry discovers them, they will be killed immediately.
Blood flowers splashed and blood mist filled the air. Thirteen masters had killed dozens of sentries along the way. No one thought it was cruel, it was just like that on the battlefield.
Xiao Chen was in the Eight Phase World. He followed them from a distance, relying entirely on his senses to catch the fluctuations in the places they left. They were ten miles apart, so it was impossible to get too close.
Otherwise. Most of them will be sensed by these people. After all, he is the strongest master of the younger generation of the two hegemonic countries. In terms of realm and cultivation, no one is worse than him.
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A figure, like a bat, rushed into the forest from the night sky and rushed towards Xiao Chen. He was a master. He found Xiao Chen who was walking and walking in the night sky, and struck a fatal blow in the blink of an eye.
There was no wave in Xiao Chen's ancient well. He stood still, waiting for the spiritual man's magic to sweep over. Suddenly, the wave of the spiritual sword popped up. With a soft "pop" sound, the figure in the air collapsed, leaving a piece of blood.
Fog, flesh and bones are still alive.
Over the past few days, I have been used to seeing life and death on the battlefield. Xiao Chen felt that his heart seemed to have become colder. Although he did not ignore life, but if he killed someone, it would be difficult for him to have the slightest fluctuation in his heart. It was so cruel.
The battlefield is indeed a good place to train a person, making his iron-like determination even more difficult to shake.
One hundred and twenty miles deep in the primitive wilderness, the descendants of Xiao Li's Flying Knife, the Demon Girl of the Demon Palace and others stopped. Just now they had searched carefully for a hundred miles, but without any results, the thirteen people began to discuss in secret.
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"According to accurate information, the prince from the Vatican Kingdom who came to supervise the war is not in Shanhe Pass. The search just now has also ruled out the possibility that he is in this primitive mountain range. So, now there is only one possibility. He has not arrived at the front line yet.
,still on the way. "
"Yes, we can go deep into the Brahma Kingdom and assassinate him on the way. "
"Although it is a bit of a risk, it is very worth it. That prince is a rare commander with great talent and strategy. His assassination will definitely severely damage the morale of the Vatican army. "
After some exchanges, the thirteen masters decided to go deep into the Brahma Kingdom and kill the prince who had the ability to command along the way.
It was impossible for Xiao Chen to hear these words because he was still ten miles away, but he could judge where they were going based on the remaining breath of these people, and unfolded the Eight Phase World behind them to follow them unhurriedly.
They were not anxious, sneaked cautiously, and rested late at night as usual. On the afternoon of the second day, they arrived at Devil's Plain.
Deep in the Devil's Plain, there is a majestic middle-aged man of about forty years old. He has the appearance of an emperor. He is not angry and powerful, and people dare not look at him. He walks around in the wilderness and observes himself.
"I want the Shang Kingdom and the Roman Empire to lose tens of millions of troops here!"
When saying these words, the majestic middle-aged man glanced at the sky, then looked at the endless plain of bones, and said: "One battle will determine the outcome!"
"Your Majesty has great talent and great strategy, and he has a lot of knowledge in his belly. He can destroy tens of millions of other countries' armies with just a few moves. It's easy for him to do so." Someone next to him complimented him.
The middle-aged man glanced back coldly, causing the surrounding people to fall silent.
"I don't like to listen to flattery, I like people with strength. I will set up the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths God-killing Demon-killing Extermination Formation here. Although it is a remnant formation, it is enough to kill mortals!"
A young female cultivator walked out and said with a smile: "We are going to camp here tonight. I will take a few people to see the front. "
The middle-aged man nodded and said: "Don't go too far. What if someone wants to assassinate me? There are so many masters around me and I am not afraid at all. Come back immediately when you see the enemy's shadow. Don't risk attacking the enemy. "
"clear. "
On the empty plain, except for a few desolate and messy weeds, there are white skeletons everywhere. Due to the wide field of vision on the plain, if they fly into the sky, the thirteen masters can scan the scenery within dozens of miles.
Xiao Chen had to distance himself again, and lost track of his target many times. After all, he was not a god yet. It was impossible to instantly understand the world outside him with his spiritual thoughts.
Even in the end, he actually lost the traces of the Thirteen Masters, but fortunately, the eight-phase world was extremely fast and continuously changed directions, so he could always be found again.
As dusk comes, the sunset casts a sad and brilliant red, and the Devil's Plain seems to be dyed with a layer of blood. Coupled with the white bones everywhere, it looks particularly evil and gloomy.
When Xiao Chen found the demon girl and others from the Demon Palace again, he found that they were fighting fiercely with someone.
Thirteen people fought against eight people, and they clearly had the upper hand. In a short time, three of the enemies were killed. The area was dazzling with divine light, and all kinds of magical powers emerged in endlessly. On the battlefield of real life-and-death battles, no one hid their strength, and the attack was a sure kill.
Suddenly, Xiao Chen's eyes burst into two rays of divine light, and he actually saw an extremely familiar figure, a friend he hadn't seen for many years.
A young monk in white clothes competes with two masters in the sky. He is calm and calm, and appears to be indescribably elegant. It is as if he has risen to the top of the world.
It turned out to be a real monk from Long Island who had not seen him for four years.
At this moment, the cultivation he showed could be described as being comparable to the two masters of the Roman Empire and the Great Shang Empire. He did not even show the slightest sign of defeat.
The young monk Yizhen has a delicate appearance, fluttering white clothes, and an extraordinary temperament. He looks like a god or Buddha flying through the sky with flowers. He has an indescribable ethereal charm. The cultivation level of monk Yizhen is unfathomable, which makes the masters present.
Everyone was surprised by it.
Xiao Chen was not surprised. It was expected that Yizhen was not weaker than the strongest masters of the Shang Kingdom and the Roman Empire. Because in a sense, the biggest beneficiary on Dragon Island may be Yizhen.
In front of the dead city, the Buddha's Dharma Wheel once merged with him. No one knows what kind of benefits he got. They only know that he broke through several heavens and became the strongest man on the island at that time. Now it has been more than four years.
In the past, it was predictable that his cultivation would advance by leaps and bounds.
"My Buddha is compassionate!"
Monk Yizhen chanted the Buddha's name softly, and his voice was loud and clear in the world. A dragon roar came from the distant sky, and a blue shadow cut across the sky and arrived instantly, as fast as jade lightning. It attacked in an instant and helped Monk Yizhen block it.
An opponent.
Jade Dragon King!
It turned out to be a jade dragon king that was several meters long. Now it was extremely powerful, and its scales shone brightly, as dazzlingly as the psychic emerald.
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The sky dragon swings its tail, and the jasper ancestral dragon's tail looks like a green jade light. The red clouds in the sky are full of green. The sky is filled with green, and the terrifying waves are breathtaking.
As soon as the Bilong King rushed over, he immediately took one of Yizhen's opponents by force. Not only was it not at a disadvantage, it even had a high fighting spirit and frequently took the initiative to attack. The magical powers of the Dragon Clan and the ancient combat skills of the Dragon Clan were dazzling. These were absolutely amazing.
It's a killing style!
The blue light soared into the sky, murderous intent broke through the sky, and even the sunset was eclipsed.
On the other side, after Monk Yizhen fought alone, the pressure was greatly reduced, and the Buddhist secrets kept taking action. Although he looked elegant and ethereal, as if he was a high-spirited person in the world, his killing power was astonishing and shook the space.
Finally, Yizhen recited the Buddha's name and suddenly rose into the air. A huge Buddha's hand came down overwhelmingly, covering a hundred feet of space. No matter how hard the cultivator from the Roman Empire tried to exert his unique magical power, he was still violently blasted into the air.
underground.
The Buddha's light shone everywhere, and the huge Buddha's hands suddenly gathered together, grabbed the cultivator underground, and closed them with force, and a scream was heard immediately.
Everyone else was alarmed.
The Buddha's light soared into the sky, and Monk Yizhen's treasured appearance was solemn. The huge Buddha's hand bloomed with a light that was impossible to look at. In the end, it crushed the strong man from the Roman Empire in front of everyone!
Gasping, the remaining twelve masters were very surprised, and three of them rushed over at once.
Xiao Chen suddenly remembered that in front of the gate of Longdao Dead City, it was a Buddha's hand that held Yizhen up. The two were so similar.
"He is a descendant of Buddha, kill him!"
I don't know who shouted.
With a flash of light, Monk Yizhen appeared in front of Bilong King and shouted: "Let's go!"
At the same time, several masters from the Brahma Kingdom who were still alive next to them also wanted to escape, but their opponents had already cut off their way. After all, it was now twelve people versus five.
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The light flashed, and before Monk Yizhen could rush up, Xiao Li, the descendant of the Flying Knife, stood alone in front of him and the Bilong King. The sword light appeared on his fingertips, and the aura of death filled the air.
One person and one sword became the only one in the world, causing the temperature of half of the sky to plummet.
Faced with Xiao Li's terrifying and almost demonic skill of flying knives, everyone would change their color. Monk Yizhen and King Bilong stopped their movements and had to concentrate on the confrontation. If they made any mistake, their throats would be broken by the flying knives.
!
This is the charm of Xiao Li's flying sword! Even if it is against thousands of troops alone, it can intimidate. No one knows who the sword will hit in the end. Both Monk Yizhen and King Bilong had to concentrate on their mental alertness.
The scene was very quiet. The other masters surrounded the four powerful men from the Brahma Kingdom, and they were all watching here, wanting to see which one was weaker, Fengyun Yida, which made the world change color, or the secret skill of the descendant of Jie Buddha.
At this time, Xiao Chen moved in the distance, and the eight-phase world unfolded, leaving an afterimage in the sky, and instantly appeared in front of Yizhen.
As soon as Xiao Li's flying knife came out, no one could predict the result. Although Yizhen's performance was extraordinary, Xiao Chen still couldn't predict whether he could escape with his life under that shocking knife. He didn't want this friend who had been close to each other in life and death to have an accident, so