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Walking in the yellow sand all over the sky, the strong wind whimpered, and sometimes ancient songs sounded in my ears, not appearing in the world of jing. The songs came from afar. Following the ancient songs, Xiao Yi walked through sand dunes one after another. The cold air in the sand almost passed through the flesh and into the bone marrow, and the ancient battlefield became even colder.

The sky was dark and there was no moon. The dim sky seemed to be covered with a layer of haze. There was no cloud, but it started raining on the sixth day when Xiao Yi stepped into this ancient battlefield.

The bloody rain fell from the top of the head, with a strong smell of blood. The desert under the feet quickly became dark red, and even the rain formed a stream, flowing among the dark red yellow sand. The bloody water light reflected not the sky, but blood-stained corpses. Next to the corpses, there were broken eptuagints and broken spears...

Xiao Yi frowned. The ancient battlefield became more and more mysterious. He speeded up his pace. The blood rain fell on his body. His qi and blood burst out and he could not get close to him. After half a mile of time, the blood rain stopped. After less than a stick of incense, the originally dark red sand returned to its original state, the yellow sand rose, and no trace of blood was smelled.

The sound of ancient songs became clearer, and the eighth ri, a sand city appeared in the distant horizon.

This is a broken ancient city. I don’t know how long it has passed. The walls made of yellow sand are full of mottled traces, and its body is full of wounds of swords and weapons.

The sand city is very big, and even Xiao Yi was a little scared when he approached. The old sand wall was hundreds of feet high, and the entire sand city was probably a hundred miles in a radius. A vicissitudes of life were spreading. Here is the source of the ancient songs, and the sound came from the city.

It is hard to imagine who built such an ancient city here, buried in endless years, and Xiao Yi knew very much about this sand city. Shi Zhixuan just told him that there were many tombstones in this sand city, and that in the city, it was fate.

The city was filled with yellow sand, and even in the era of great technology, it was unimaginable. Xiao Yi reached out and pressed it on the city wall, and his strength was slightly exhaled, but a layer of fine sand fell. The solidity of the wall was somewhat beyond Xiao Yi's expectations. Although it was only 10% of the force, even the stone tablet that was three feet tall could not bear it.

If it were an ordinary senior executive in the era of technology, this would also shake the foundation.

But Xiao Yi was relieved immediately. For him, coming to this ancient land was a miracle. Everything here was a legend, even more legendary than a myth. Xiao Yi didn't know whether he could go back. If possible, how long would it take, or after endless years, a fossil of a super-ancient human bone was unearthed in a corner of the earth.

There is only one gate in the sand city. The huge gate is dozens of feet high, but one missing, and the other is also broken, with strong winds and sand. From here, the ancient singing became clearer and clearer.

Xiao Yi walked into the city. As soon as he stepped over the city gate, he felt a bone-broken chill. The chill seemed to emerge from the depths of his bone marrow and almost frozen his body.

With a cold snorting, Xiao Yi's body was filled with blood and energy, surging like a big Yangtze River. The cold air deep in his bone marrow was immediately dispelled. Even about a foot of his body, the air was slightly distorted, and there was heat rising. Even without any cultivation, he was like a hot stove. In this cold sand city, it was like a bright lamp that could not be ignored.

Passing through the nearly a hundred feet long corridor, what appeared in front of Xiao Yi was a vast forest of steles, with large and small pitch-black stone tablets standing in the sand city. Here, Xiao Yi could not see the sand.

Because in front of him, the bones spread the entire earth, and the body was no longer visible. The broken bones were not as big as fists, and I don’t know how deep it was. A desolate breath was wandering in the city. Xiao Yi took a breath of cold air, and the bones were piled up. Perhaps this was the scene. Only when you really saw it can you know what kind of shock it was.

Xiao Yi could smell the smell of bones, and he could no longer tell whether it was a foreign race or a human race, but they were buried here even after they died. This sand city is a huge cemetery, where not only life is buried, but also a period of time, and even an era.

Xiao Yi suddenly understood a little. The ancient song was summoning souls and summoning the heroic spirits of the past who had buried their bones here, and later generations did not forget them.

After barely calming down, Xiao Yi looked at the sand city in front of him, there were tens of thousands of stone tablets of all sizes, but most of them were less than five zhang, and only less than two thousand of them were five to ten zhang, and only less than a hundred of them were more than ten zhang, ranging from ten to ninety-nine zhang, and only nine in the sand city were higher than nine.

Back then, the one that Shi Gong and Lihuo Qianfu broke was a stone tablet that reached ten feet. The ruins were no longer found at that time. Fifty years were enough to wash away many things and bury life.

Suddenly, Xiao Yi's eyes moved slightly. From the forest of the stele, he heard the sound of breaking through the air, which was the sound of his fist breaking through the air.

Stepping into the white bones, the white bones spread to their waists and being in the vast white bones, Xiao Yi felt a little unreal, but then his eyes became sharper, his cultivation was sealed, and the Jingshen World was imprisoned, making him easily infected by everything around him. Before he knew it, he was pulled by the breath of the sand city. If he really became addicted, it would probably hurt his mind. When the January period expired and the ancient battlefield was out, there would be a great turmoil in the Jingshen World, and even if it was in a devil and the qi and blood disorder were disordered.

"Since I'm dead, I still want to control my will. Even if my divine power is sealed, I can't control it!"

With a cold shout, Xiao Yi's blood boiled all over his body. He stepped out and the many white bones in front of him suddenly shattered and turned into powder. He was not worried about hurting his ancestors' bones. In his opinion, since someone had erected these stone tablets, most of the remains on the ground were not left by the ancestors of the human race. They were all aliens!

At this moment, two black shadows were looking away outside the sand city. They gritted their teeth and rushed in their eyes, but they were finally extinguished.

"It takes their hands to make him live for a moment."

"Hmph! Let his body remain unstoppable by then!"

In the forest of steles.

Xiao Yi's blood was surging like a stove rolling, and the bones turned into ashes wherever he passed. He had no awe of these alien races. After his death, he wanted to influence him, so he could only trample his body. Soon, he discovered the person who hit the stone tablet.

"Xiao Yi!"

Shi Taiyi shouted softly, and he was facing a ten-foot-high stone tablet with all his strength. Cracked on the pitch-black stone tablet had already appeared.

really!

Xiao Yi's heart moved. Shi Zhixuan once said that the stone tablet in the sand city would be a little weak every fifty years. Fifty years ago, even the powerful man at the level of the thousand-level commander could not have thought of breaking a ten-meter-high stone tablet in one month with his own strength. As for the Shi Gong and Huo Li Qianfu, they had just barely achieved it because of a broken bone soldier. As for Shi Taiyi, although he is now close to the perfect state of blood refining, it is still worse than the ancestors in the clan fifty years ago. It is true that Shi Zhixuan said.

Looking at the stone tablet in front of you, Xiao Yi sighed in his heart that even the most powerful artifact can't withstand the abrasion of time. Time is the number one killer in the world, making you die unknowingly.

"They have all arrived!" Shi Taiyi said in a deep voice.

Xiao Yi nodded, but he didn't expect that the four of them would be faster than him. He didn't care. He walked in the stele forest and soon saw the figures of Tuoba Feng and the other two. The three of them each chose a stone tablet, none of which was ten feet below ten feet. Among them, Mu Xue stood in front of a stone tablet fifteen feet high, and the blue iron sword in her hand danced. Although there was no fluctuation of fighting energy, with the powerful qi and blood power, each sword left a sword mark on the stone tablet with an inch of sword mark.

Her sword technique was even more pure. Xiao Yi even vaguely sensed a sharp sharp aura. The green iron sword shone with cold light. When Xiao Yi arrived, Mu Xue had not even turned around. She was trying to crush the stone tablet and sharpening the sword technique. The original third-rate Qingfeng sword technique was beyond recognition in her hands, but there was a vague change of transformation. The sword-like inheritance and transformation were magnificent. In Xiao Yi's eyes, this sword technique could already be listed as a first-class realm. Obviously, during this period, not only he was jingling, but Mu Xue and the other four were also transforming.

From Tuoba Feng, Xiao Yi learned that Jian Qingsheng was in the stele forest, but he had not moved, just sat cross-legged, buried in many broken bones, which had been there for a while.

In the stele forest, Xiao Yi saw the commander of Chiyan, the leader of Huohe, and the leader of Gufeng. They each had their own choices. Among them, Huohe and Gufeng were both standing in front of a huge stone tablet that was twenty feet high. The two stone tablets were ink blue, shining with a cold metallic luster. The two adjusted their breathing and punched each other. The blood was surging like a river, hitting the stone tablet, making a deafening sound, and gravel fell down.

Soon, Xiao Yi saw the Red Dragon, and he also stood in front of a stone tablet that was seventeen feet high. At the appearance of Xiao Yi, the Red Dragon smiled bitterly, and his eyes fell thirty feet away.

Following the red dragon's gaze, Xiao Yi's heart was slightly shocked. He saw that Huo Li Qianfu was standing quietly in front of a pile of gravels. It was a pile of fragments of broken monuments, scattered, and many had already sunk into the broken bones. The red copper hump sky hammer was placed on the pile of gravels. Huo Li Qianfu's breathing was a little heavy, which was clearly heard in the woods of steles.

It seemed as if I didn't hear the footsteps behind me. After more than ten breaths, Huo Li Qianfu took a deep breath and reached out to grab the Red Copper Hun Tianhammer. (After the third update, please vote for recommendation. This chapter was written for 4 and a half hours, and I was finally satisfied. The early morning is approaching, so don't forget to vote!)
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