Ruins Ridge.

In the morning, the sun is already high in the sky.

Rays of golden light fell from the dense forest, flowing on the collapsed ancient city walls and dilapidated ancient buildings in the forest.

The ancient buildings are filled with traces of time and mottled layers.

Time is torn apart, using these ancient city walls and buildings as carriers, showing the cold and desolate dilapidation and scattered obsolescence.

The chill that has filled the years emanates from the corpses and broken blades under the ancient city walls and ancient buildings, showing a gloomy coldness.

As the sun sets, there is finally a touch of tenderness.

Lin Tian, ​​Wang Simeng and others stood on a collapsed section of the city wall, looking at the mountains of corpses and weapons in front of them, and fell silent for a moment.

The ancient battlefield is littered with corpses!

I don’t know how many lives have died here, in exchange for the open-air “cemetery” that no one is burying!

"Oh my god, I don't know which dynasty they are from, I don't know if they are ordinary soldiers or monks, but these weapons they have are so strange, they seem to have lines. Are they really monks? But how much strength is needed to form such a huge army of monks?

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After a long moment of silence, Situ Xiu looked around and sighed first, with a look of admiration and admiration on his face.

Those who can form an army of monks are definitely not giants at their peak.

"You fat man, you really have some eyesight! Judging from the situation in front of you, it is probably an army of monks! Even if their cultivation level is not high, they can only refine one or two levels of Qi at most, but it is still amazing enough!"

He Tianci glanced at Situ Xiu, then nodded slightly, exclaimed, and said: "The weapons in their hands should be quasi-magical weapons!"

"Ah? A quasi-magic weapon? Are the lines on it really a magic weapon?"

Situ Xiu suddenly exclaimed, then shook his fat body, jumped down from the gap in the city wall, and entered the corpse, ready to pick up a weapon.

Quasi-magical weapons are extremely precious in today's world of cultivation, so Fatty was naturally extremely surprised.

only.

As soon as his hand touched the weapons, there was a crash, and the rusty iron sword beside his feet turned into a pile of dust, along with the bones and remains underneath.

Ashes to ashes to dust.

"This... is all weathered!"

Wang Simeng's face was startled, and she said to He Tianci: "Elder brother, how old is this?"

"It's probably the Qin Dynasty thousands of years ago, or even the ancient times even further back!"

Another young man, Ximen You, sighed and marveled.

Wow~

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, a strong wind suddenly blew up from the edge of the ruins ridge, sweeping over the ancient city walls and buildings. The corpses, weapons and armor below were like a pile of sand and gravel, and were blown out in a blink of an eye, turning into a gust of wind.

The sand fell among the trees on the other side.

The traces of the ancient battlefield were carried away by a gust of wind in the blink of an eye, leaving no trace behind.

"No matter how hard we, as monks, practice against the heavens, we will become nothing more than loess in the end in these vast and endless years!"

He Tianci looked at everything in front of him and suddenly sighed, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "However, since you are here for this life, then try your best to have a bright future! There are some things that you still have to fight for! Fatty, continue to lead the way!"

The fat man Situ Xiu shook his head helplessly, gave a wry smile, and then continued walking along the low mountains of the Ruins Ridge.

Lin Tian remained silent, glanced at the ancient city walls and buildings that were originally hidden by the formation, and followed the others with a normal expression.

He discovered these formations when he followed him into the Ruins Ridge. They were only the lowest level illusion formations and defensive formations. Due to the age, they themselves were in dilapidated condition and were in danger. Several people came and were contaminated with popularity and aura.

The chaos completely lost its effect, revealing the city walls, buildings, and the corpses.

Including the Dead Forest Farm, the lack of life there is related to the fact that there are too many killing arrays arranged here. Although it has been a long time, it is difficult to cause harm to ordinary people.

But over time, the vegetation here could no longer bear it, so scenes like that appeared.

Along the way, Lin Tian discovered that there were seven or eight killing formations that they passed by, but those killing formations were considered dispensable and disappeared without being triggered.

Wang Simeng and the other four people couldn't sense it at all.

"It's right in front. The mountain range where we mined rough stones is just past this col!"

After walking for another ten minutes, the fat man Situ Xiu pointed to a mountain col in front and said to a few people, "Be careful. Our people came into contact with the formation and died inexplicably in the end! It is said that there has been

We are approaching the core of Ruins Ridge! So be careful..."

Hearing this, Wang Simeng and others' faces were slightly awe-inspiring.

Even Lin Tian looked moved.

The further you go in, the richer the spiritual energy here becomes, and you can vaguely feel the fluctuations of the formation.

After passing the mountain col, an open land appears in front of us. The woodland here is relatively loose, and the view is excellent.

Looking up, you can see a mountain ridge opposite with traces of mining, and next to it is the entrance to a valley.

Especially at the entrance of the valley, there is a pile of rocks, with a stone sculpture on top of it. It is a human figure with three heads and six arms, which is weird.

Next to the sculpture, there is a stone tablet on which three words can be vaguely seen - Ancient Wind City!

"Ancient Wind City? I have never heard of this ancient city in that dynasty! It is probably an ancient ruin! This is an ancient world of cultivation that has not left a single ink in the history books... If I can get the treasure this time, I will give it away!"

Situ Xiu stared at a pair of small green eyes, with excitement on his face, and said to himself: "Beyond the stone monument is the valley. It seems that this is the entrance to the ancient wind city ruins! Hey, there was no such thing when we came last time.

I found that it seems that the formation from that time is still intact!"

Wang Simeng, who was on the side, had a look of joy at this time and said to He Tianci and others: "Let's go in and have a look. If it is really an ancient city in the ancient world of cultivation, there may be many treasures! Just in time, let the two of them go there.

Lead the way!"

"Wait! There is trouble. It seems that we are not the only ones here, and..."

He Tianci drank suddenly, then raised his head and looked to the other side, with a solemn look on his face, and then said with a wry smile: "Besides, it's hard to say whether we can get a share of the pie!"

The words fell.

On the mountains that stretch to the horizon, from both east and west directions, black spots appeared, dozens in number, and a faint sound of breaking through the sky could be heard.

It was obvious that two more groups of people were coming this way.

Moreover, there were nearly twenty people on both sides.

Their number was several times greater than what God had given them.

"You two, one is at the first level of Qi Refining and the other is just an ordinary person. Originally we wanted them to explore the way for us in front, but there is no need for it now!"

At this time, He Tianci turned back, looked at Situ Xiu and Lin Tian, ​​frowned slightly, shook his head and said: "If you stay, you may be used as bait or human shield by the people coming from the opposite side. So, leave now...
Chapter completed!