The tribesmen were still howling in pain, but the ground was shaking and murderous intent was gathering.

"Ancient scenes have reappeared. This is a corner of the ancient battlefield." Yin Wudi shouted.

"Be careful, this place has changed. It has been evil for millions of years."

Woo, the ground shook. Wang Changan took a closer look and saw that there was a bone-white palm piercing the ground under his feet.

"Defense, be careful on the ground." Wang Changan said in shock.

Poof, poof.

One by one, white palms pierced the clansman who was lying on the ground and howling in pain.

"Old rabbit, save people, suppress all the extreme bone realm first."

Yin Wudi's eyes glowed with white light, and the soil on the earth condensed into rocks, forming a clean ground.

Wang Changan roared, the Purple Dragon Cauldron was captured.

With a bang, a large area of ​​the ground was sunk, and pairs of protruding white bones were smashed into pieces.

Wang Qingfeng, Wang Qingjue, Wang Qingyong and others quickly mobilized their blood energy and killed the bones in the ground. Some people rushed to drag the tribesmen into the stone ground...

Wang Changan, Da Zhuang, and Xiao Jue were extremely fast and snatched away the seriously injured tribesman. The tribesman also reacted and crawled and rolled into the rocky ground.

After a burst of rescue operations, more than 3,000 people were rescued, but only more than 2,350 people were rescued. As soon as they entered, the elite of the 3,000 tribesmen were severely injured.

The smell of blood filled the surroundings, and many tribesmen looked sad. They had just entered, and nearly 700 people had died here. Not even many bones could be saved.

"Quick, eat it."

"puff."

"Ah, ah."

One tribesman couldn't even take the elixir. His chest was pierced by a white hand bone and he couldn't survive.

"Look." One tribesman exclaimed in shock.

In the distance, there was a bloody ancient corpse sticking out of the ground. The clothes on its body had already rotted to pieces, and the iron sword in its hand was so rusted that it could not be seen.

"Is this a bloody corpse?"

Wang Qingfeng was surprised and said, someone in the clan once said this about order matters.

"again."

People looked in another direction, and another ancient corpse crawled out, holding an iron spear. Although the animal scale armor on his body was covered with thick black mud, it was not completely decayed.

Yi Li could see the appearance of the armor, covered in blood and even a dead eyeball on its head.

The other eye socket was filled with black mist, and there was a terrifying coldness.

Bang bang.

Ancient corpses swarmed up on the ground and surrounded them from all sides.

"What the hell is this?"

"The strong men who died in battle in ancient times were unwilling to accept their death and turned into resentful spirits." Wang Qingfeng said.

"Kill out first, otherwise it will be difficult to rush out again."

Wang Qingzhuang said, after taking the elixir, his aura became fierce.

"There are too many injured, it's difficult to charge." Wang Qingfeng shouted.

"Kill out, or we will all die. Their resentment has not yet revived. If it did, they could crush us with their resentment alone."

Yin Wudi shouted, raising his stone eyes with white light, and gathering momentum with his ancient bronze sword, ready to strike.

"Fight out with me, my energy and blood are strong, I will open the way."

Wang Changan shouted, and the Purple Dragon Cauldron was sacrificed, and he attacked and killed an ancient corpse until it shattered into pieces.

"rush."

The tribesmen who were not seriously injured rushed to kill them first, and with a smash of the strong mountain-opening ax, they struck out like a mountain and a sea.

Xiaojue's spear came out like a dragon, attacking from left to right.

Under the protection of the Purple Dragon Cauldron, Wang Changan struck out with the Fang Yidao, and several large thunderbolts erupted from his body, blasting away.

To kill, scores of tribesmen used their swords and chopped off ancient corpses. These ancient corpses have not yet revived, and they are like walking corpses, allowing the tribesmen to rush and kill them.

Woo, woo.

Pieces of ancient corpses emerged from the ground, and the number was increasing.

Poof, Wang Changan beheaded an ancient corpse, and the empty eyes of the ancient corpse seemed to have regained their clarity. Wang Changan quickly killed him again.

When Fang Yida slashed through the ancient corpse, there was a clang sound, and a red crystal stone poured out. Under the light, the light was dazzling.

Wang Changan held it in his hand and felt carefully that the huge amount of blood energy was contained in it. It was as small as a fingernail, but it contained unimaginable blood energy.

"Blood crystal, this is blood crystal. Their blood energy was not completely lost before they died. Some of them were left behind and condensed into blood crystal."

"This is a treasure that can restore injuries, break through the blood barrier, and strengthen the blood. Only this kind of ancient land can exist."

Yin Wudi shouted, fearing that his tribe would miss it, he would take the blood crystal even in this situation.

"Not everyone has it, very few."

Wang Dazhuang smashed several ancient corpses to death without even losing their hair.

"Look at the clothes, there should be some with gold trim."

Xiao Jue penetrated several people and took out the blood crystals from their chests.

"Take more to save your life, they haven't recovered yet." Wang Qingfeng shouted.

"Don't delay, kill as many as you can." Wang Qingyong responded.

"This is an ancient battlefield with countless secret treasures. As long as we can kill it, we don't have to worry about resources."

Wang Chang'an shouted, fearing that his tribe would love to fight, the purple dragon cauldron burst out with yellow light and smashed it out.

The tribesmen fought and fled five miles away. At this time, Da Zhuang and others had already obtained hundreds of blood crystals. One of these things is enough to open up a hole.

If you bring back the clansmen, you can create a powerful Kuangdao army in a short time.

"Roar."

An ancient corpse roared, blue corpse marks appeared on its body, its eyes turned red, and then turned extremely red.

The ancient corpse came to kill with a sword, and his movements began to become more flexible. He slashed out with a sword and the sword energy surged, causing the Zilong Cauldron to retreat.

"It's starting to revive. Kill the revived ones first."

Wang Changan attacked with a sword, his whole body bones glowed, and he looked like a golden god of war, slashing out several feet of sword energy with one strike.

With a twitch of his hand, he took away the blood crystal.

Wang Changan started to jump around and kept killing the newly revived ancient corpses. Da Zhuang and others were also rushing to kill them.

"Don't delay any more. Everyone rush out. This ghost thing has revived."

Wang Qingfeng roared, and the blood of many tribesmen boiled. Everyone rushed to kill them, and some people were carrying injured people and were protected in the middle.

焄.

The Purple Dragon Cauldron was knocked away, and Wang Changan was shocked back. Black energy emerged from an ancient corpse, and he struck with a claw, causing the Purple Dragon Cauldron to fly backwards.

clang.

Fang Yida slashed at the ancient corpse. The corpse did not break in response, but made a metallic echo.

The ancient corpse was grabbed with one hand, and the terrifying breath of death gushed out, clanking, and Fang Yidao was beaten so hard that it trembled.

"Break it for me."

Wang Changan's golden blood surged, and Fang Yi's sword was filled with thunder and lightning.

The ancient corpse was split into two halves by Wang Changan. Wang Changan drew out the blood crystal and moved forward to kill.

The tribesmen rushed ten miles away and crushed countless ancient corpses. Some tribesmen became more and more courageous as they killed, giving off a ferocious aura.

Black air surged up, and traces of it rose from the ground.

The ancient corpses resurrected and became stronger and stronger, killing sounds spread everywhere, and the ancient will waved its sword again.

The Purple Dragon Cauldron is extremely hard, but now the sword marks are slashed on it, and the aura is resurrecting.

Just like the ancient ancestors are resurrecting, murderous aura is surging.

Bang, bang.

Some ancient corpses shriveled up, collapsed on the ground, and turned into fly ash. Some ancient corpses had their eyes glowing red and black energy surrounding their bodies.

"Too bad, they recovered too quickly."

Wang Qingjue shouted that he was at a disadvantage after fighting several resurrected ancient corpses.

Some tribesmen were also killed and returned, and the resurrected ancient corpses became stronger and stronger, exuding a bone-chilling murderous aura.
To be continued...