The Fighting Holy Land of the Dragon God Clan is as famous as the Fantasy Forest of the Phoenix God Clan and the Time Cliff of the Yang God Clan. They are all true spiritual worlds and countless holy places for cultivation.
Ye Chen has already experienced the effects of the Fantasy Forest, and it is truly magical. If you practice in it, you can make great strides in a day.
As for the Fighting Holy Land and Time Cliff, Ye Chen had only heard of it and had never really come into contact with it.
Today, Ye Chen came to the Holy Land of Fighting.
"Ye Chen, this is the Holy Land of Dou Zhan. As long as you dedicate a part of your soul power, you will be able to understand how to practice specifically."
Ao Ming brought Ye Chen to a huge light curtain, then stopped, pointed at the huge light curtain in front of him, and introduced Ye Chen.
This light curtain was very huge, stretching for dozens of miles, almost cutting the huge Longyuan Valley into two halves.
Ao Ming asked Ye Chen to bring him here, turned around and activated the nearby elemental formation. Suddenly, a mist of mist and nothingness rose from all around, drowning Ye Chen's figure.
This mist has nothing to do with the Holy Land of Fighting. It is just a psychedelic formation arranged by the Dragon God Clan, which can isolate the place where the warrior is, allowing the warrior to concentrate on practicing here.
Such a formation can just isolate Ye Chen's figure, so that the people of the Dragon God Clan cannot tell Ye Chen's true identity. Even if someone knows that someone is practicing here, they will only think that the person practicing is a member of the Dragon God Clan.
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"You can practice peacefully here. If you need anything, contact me again. Just call your name and I will appear." After settling Ye Chen, Ao Ming left here immediately.
Before, he had tricked Ao Hentian, and instead of killing Ye Chen, he brought Ye Chen here. If Ao Hentian knew that he had returned to the Dragon God Clan, he would definitely come to ask about Ye Chen's situation.
Therefore, Ao Ming had to prepare immediately and think about how to deal with Ao Hentian next.
After Ao Ming left, Ye Chen stood alone in front of this light curtain.
His attention has been completely focused on the light curtain.
"It is said that the Holy Land of Fighting of the Dragon God Clan can continuously give birth to opponents, allowing warriors to break through their limits between life and death." In Ye Chen's mind, he carefully recalled many rumors about the Holy Land of Fighting, and at the same time
, separated part of the soul power and poured it into the light curtain in front of him.
Fight in the Holy Land and feed war with war.
In an instant, a huge flow of information quickly penetrated into Ye Chen's mind.
Originally, Ye Chen thought that this Battle Holy Land, like the Fantasy Forest, used soul power to allow warriors to enter the illusion and create opponents to practice.
But now he knows that everything is not what he imagined.
As long as a warrior enters the Holy Land of Fighting, an energy body equivalent to the strength of these warriors will be created within the Holy Land of Fighting.
This energy body is almost the same as a real warrior. Fighting against them is equivalent to fighting a real warrior.
Moreover, these energy bodies are proficient in combat. If a warrior is not careful, he may even be killed by these energy bodies.
In the past, many members of the Dragon God Clan were killed by these energy bodies while practicing in the Holy Land of Fighting.
There are only two ways to make the energy body condensed in the Battle Holy Land disappear.
The first method is to kill the opponent.
The second method is to be killed by the opponent.
Therefore, practicing here is actually an extremely cruel thing, and it is equivalent to being on the edge of life and death all the time.
"What a crazy practice method. It's much crazier than the rumored Dou Zhan Holy Land." Ye Chen was amazed in his heart after carefully experiencing all the information about the Dou Zhan Holy Land.
On the edge of life and death, it is indeed easier for warriors to break through.
If someone can insist on practicing in this holy land of fighting for a year and a half, his strength will definitely improve to a terrifying level.
It's a pity that so far, the person who has been able to practice for the longest time in the Dou Zhan Holy Land can only last for twenty-three days.
This feeling of being on the verge of life and death for a long time is certainly a test for a warrior, but it may also become the biggest culprit that crushes a warrior's spirit.
Once a warrior's spirit is crushed, that person is considered completely useless.
Therefore, practicing in this holy land of fighting is indeed a dangerous thing.
"With my current strength, once I enter the Holy Land of Fighting, the opponents that appear will be half-step divine powerhouses. Each of these powerhouses cannot be careless. I must adjust to the best state before going in to challenge."
Ye Chen sat cross-legged on the ground and concentrated on regulating his breathing.
After a moment of burning incense, he slowly stood up, walked to the light screen in front of him, took a deep breath, and entered it.
In an instant, the space around Ye Chen changed.
His figure appeared in a place similar to an arena.
On the other side of the ring, a figure that was almost identical to him was staring at him coldly.
This figure exudes the power of law. It is obvious that the opponent is a genuine half-step divine powerhouse.
"kill!"
This figure, with almost no hesitation, immediately charged towards Ye Chen.
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When Ye Chen stepped into the Holy Land of Fighting, on a tower in Longyuan Valley, Ao Ming had his hands behind his back with a calm expression, looking in the direction of Ye Chen from a distance.
"This kid is really cautious. He only started practicing at this time." When he saw Ye Chen stepping into the light curtain of the Holy Land of Fighting, Ao Ming's lips raised slightly, revealing a smile.
At this moment, a roar suddenly came from the distance.
The smile on Ao Ming's face disappeared instantly, and he looked up at the place where the roar came from in the distance.
As the whistling figure got closer and closer, Ao Hentian's figure appeared in the distance. After a moment, he had arrived in front of Ao Ming.
"Seventh Elder, where is Ye Chen? Hand over this boy, I will crush his bones and raise him to ashes to vent the hatred in my heart!"
Ao Hentian fell next to Ao Ming, and he immediately made a sound of gnashing his teeth. A ferocious and ferocious aura came from his body, making the surrounding space become icy cold.
It is indeed terrifying for a powerful Shinto man to be angry.
What's more, the leader of the Dragon God Clan has always had a bad temper.
Ao Ming quietly watched Ao Hentian roar in front of him. From Ao Hentian's voice, he could tell that Ao Hentian must have encountered a lot of setbacks in recent days, which is why he seemed so irritable.
"Clan Leader, I didn't catch Ye Chen." Ao Ming looked indifferent and shook his head slowly. He was about to tell the reason he had thought of before. Unexpectedly, after hearing his first two sentences, Ao Hen
Tian was furious and reached out to grab him.
"With your strength, even if Ye Chen has extraordinary means, it is impossible to escape!"
"Ao Ming, do you think I don't know about the things you do secretly? I'm just too lazy to pay attention to you. If I don't teach you a lesson today, I'm afraid you will become more and more arrogant in the future."
Boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, a surge of aura burst out from Ao Hentian's body.
His palms turned into dragon claws, vaguely wrapping Ao Ming's entire body. It seemed that this grasp could suppress Ao Ming, a powerful figure in the Shinto.
It has to be said that Ao Hentian's ability to become the leader of the Dragon God Clan is indeed shocking. At least the power of this claw is enough to be called the strongest of the Dragon God Clan!