Zhang Yao followed the traces of Begonia flowers and unknowingly walked into a dark red desert.
The strong wind blows and the red sand rolls in.
When the wind and sand dispersed, Zhang Yao raised his head and looked into the distance. At the end of his gaze was a towering mountain rising into the sky.
The towering mountains are shrouded in white clouds, and no one knows what the scenery will look like up there.
The towering mountains at the end of your sight are the ancient sacred mountains!
Its peak is one of the two most dangerous places in the ancient battlefield!
Zhang Yao followed the Begonia flower for several days, getting closer and closer to the ancient sacred mountain. He had already seen that the destination of the Begonia flower was also the ancient sacred mountain.
The Begonia Flower may be a creature from the ancient battlefield, or it may come from the world that the ninth crack leads to.
If it is the former, Zhang Yao has nothing to lose, after all, he is going to the ancient sacred mountain to practice.
If it was the latter, he might be able to ask that Begonia flower for some extremely important information.
After the wind and sand passed, a wisp of fragrance came.
Zhang Yao was caught off guard, took a small sip, and was shocked.
The ancient battlefield is the place where ancient gods fought. The gods were destroyed, the corpses of the gods were buried, and the blood of the gods was spilled, soaking the world, making this dark red world full of strangeness and mystery.
Although there are all kinds of heaven-defying opportunities in the ancient battlefield, it is not an exaggeration to say that there are dangers at every step. A monk may fall into the ancient battlefield if he is not careful.
Over the past few days, Zhang Yao has experienced many crises. Fortunately, he was cautious enough and finally averted the dangers.
After taking a breath of the fragrance, Zhang Yao thought he had encountered the inexplicable dangers in the ancient battlefield again, so he was surprised.
But Zhang Yao was panic-stricken and immediately closed his seven orifices. His figure dodged away from the fragrance that came with the wind, and fell to the side, concentrating on self-examination.
After a while, Zhang Yao breathed a sigh of relief.
After inhaling that wisp of fragrance, my body did not experience any discomfort or hidden dangers. Instead, I felt refreshed and my mental strength increased a little.
There is no harm in the fragrance that comes with the wind. On the contrary, if you take a sip, your spiritual power will increase. The source of the fragrance is likely to be an ancient treasure!
Zhang Yao thought: "Although the fragrance is good, the fragrance that came with the wind just now contains a trace of blood. I'm afraid the source of the fragrance is not peaceful."
Although he was vaguely aware of the unrest ahead, Zhang Yao did not intend to take a detour, and the speed of the sword was slightly accelerated.
A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Yao flew to the top of a sand dune with his sword. When he looked around, he saw a lake below the dune.
The lake water is as black as ink, emitting a strange luster, and a strong smell of blood assaults your nostrils. One sip makes you feel dizzy, dizzy, and nauseated.
Zhang Yao's eyes changed. The dark lake water was not really water, but a pool of completely filthy divine blood.
Zhang Yao held his breath and was not affected by the smell of blood.
In the center of the lake is a small crescent island. The island's treasure light is bright and its aura is holy. It is completely different from the filthy divine blood lake that emits a strange luster.
Zhang Yao squinted his eyes, looked through the bright light, and saw a vague outline.
There seems to be a white lotus growing on Crescent Island, with its buds ready to bloom and its aura of purity.
Next to the white lotus, there was a figure in purple sitting cross-legged.
"Hehe... The divine blood here is vast and powerful. When I refine the divine blood, let's see how long you can hold on!" A figure in black suddenly emerged from the pitch-black lake,
They were almost approaching Crescent Island, but the bright light blooming from the white lotus seemed to have a resistive effect on the figure in black, and the figure in black did not actually set foot on the island.
As soon as the black-clothed figure finished speaking, the purple-clothed figure sitting cross-legged on the island trembled slightly.
"Hey!" Seeing the purple-clothed figure's reaction, the black-clothed figure smiled more ferociously and proudly, with an evil light in his eyes.
"Hua Jieyu, Hua Jieyu, this ghost monk is trying to shake your state of mind. If you don't calm down, you really won't be able to escape death this time." After being disturbed by the ghost monk, Hua Jieyu said to herself
Words.
Hua Jieyu looked at the white lotus next to her, with a trace of sadness on her face.
One day ago, on the way to the ancient sacred mountain, she passed by this place and discovered that a white lotus, a magical medicine that was about to mature, was growing on the lake of filthy divine blood.
As a member of the Flower Clan, if she can refine the mature magic medicine White Lotus, her strength will definitely increase greatly.
The magic medicine White Lotus touched Hua Jieyu's heart. Hua Jieyu landed on Crescent Island, planning to wait for the magic medicine to mature, then refine the magic medicine White Lotus, and then go to the ancient sacred mountain to practice.
It's a pity that God's calculations are not as good as those of humans. The magic medicine White Lotus has not yet matured, but a monk from the ghost world has been attracted to this place.
If it were other monks who came here, Hua Jieyu would not be in the crisis at this time, just because the already filthy divine blood cannot provide power to other monks.
But monks in the ghost world are different!
What is your arsenic is another's honey. To the monks in the ghost world, the filthy blood of the gods is a rare treasure!
As soon as the monks from the ghost world came here, they fell into the lake of filthy divine blood.
Crescent Island is located in the middle of the lake, and Hua Jieyu's retreat was immediately completely cut off.
At the moment, Hua Jieyu's only hope is the magic medicine Bailian.
If the magic medicine White Lotus matures earlier, she can refine the magic medicine White Lotus earlier. With this greatly increased strength, she may be able to break through the blockade of the monks in the ghost world. However, although the magic medicine White Lotus is about to mature, Hua Jieyu knows it in her heart
, it will take two days for the magic medicine White Lotus to truly mature.
Normally, two days would pass by in the blink of an eye, but at this time, Hua Jieyu's time passed in an instant like a year!
The monks in the ghost world are constantly refining the filthy divine blood, and their strength is increasing every moment, and they may break through the holy light blooming from the magical medicine White Lotus at any time.
And as the ghost world monks continue to attack Baoguang, the maturity of the magic medicine White Lotus will also be delayed.
"If nothing can be done, refine the immature magic medicine White Lotus. Although the strength of refining the immature magic medicine will be limited, there is at least one chance to break out of the blockade!" Hua Jieyu thought in her heart, with this thought.
, his eyes showed determination, and his mood gradually calmed down.
"I saw you. You have skin like gelatin, which can be broken by blows. You have a graceful figure and a face as delicate as a flower. You are really a lovely and cute little lady. Hehe... Don't be impatient, little lady, wait until I break through this layer of charm.
Yao Baoguang, I will make you a real little lady, and you will be gentle and happy under my crotch..."
While refining the filthy divine blood, the monks from the ghost world disturbed Hua Jieyu's mind with dirty words, trying to stop Hua Jieyu from refining the magical medicine White Lotus.
time flies.
The monks in the ghost world have made great progress in refining the filthy divine blood, and their momentum suddenly increased sharply.
I saw the lake of filthy divine blood vibrating, as if resonating with it.
"Hey, little lady, I'm here!" The ghost monk said with a lewd smile on his face, stepping on the black divine blood, and walked towards Crescent Island step by step.
The precious light blooming from the magic medicine White Lotus was continuously forced back and distorted.
Hua Jieyu's face changed, she bit her lip slightly, and sighed in her heart, after all, she couldn't wait for the magic medicine White Lotus to mature.
After refining the immature magic medicine White Lotus, Hua Jieyu is not sure whether he can break out of the blockade of the ghost monks.