Shen Tuxue's reason told him that he should not follow him any longer - unfortunately, he was a person who would not pay attention to his own rational judgment under normal circumstances.

Now I am scared to death and am in a semi-normal and semi-abnormal state.

He felt that he should be "magnanimous" and "forgive" Song Zheng for his previous offense and return home. But he felt that he couldn't just let it go. With such an existence, Song Zheng couldn't be always available, right?

He hesitated like this, and time passed unknowingly. It was exactly half a month before he gritted his teeth and decided to fight Song Zheng to the end.

…

Song Zheng entered the ancient corpse battlefield from that special area.

He did not enter the real body, this was a land of death, which was once part of the netherworld. He separated a ball of sapphire distraction, refined it a little, and turned it into a state similar to a "ghost", and then in a specific

Time enters into it.

After passing through that mysterious layer, the ancient aura of death hit his face. Song Zheng was slightly startled, because although they were all auras of death, the ones here seemed slightly different in the current world.

The last time he was at Dinglu Lake, three ghost kings entered it, but his feeling was not obvious.

He nodded secretly: It seems that after the defeat of Nether Phoenix, the authority of Netherworld has changed. The new Lord of Netherworld should have written himself into the law of heaven, which led to this change.

He stayed for a moment, then floated up, observing all the way. The stumps and broken arms around him had long since dried up, but were still extremely hard. Song Zheng gently approached and sensed with the power of his soul. The result surprised him: these stumps

The strength of the severed arm is no less than that of a ninth-level magic weapon!

"They have died, and hundreds of thousands of years have passed, but they can still possess such a strong hardness. One can only imagine how powerful they must have been back then."

And such a powerful existence, judging from the number, was probably just a group of soldiers in the war that year. At most, they were the elites of the two armies.

"Army of God?"

"Army of Hades?"

Song Zheng is definitely not an army in the mortal world.

Such a huge elite army was turned into pieces by one blow!

And what happened at that time made this place completely frozen, as if time had been cut off.

He wanted to find some clues from the wounds of these broken arms and limbs, but because it had been too long, he still found nothing.

He made slow progress in the ancient corpse battlefield, constantly walking around and looking around. Ji Wukang and Hong Tiancheng, who were waiting for him in the mysterious layer, were very surprised: "Sir, what's wrong with this place?"

Song Zheng stood aside with his hands clasped behind his back, secretly distracted by Yang Shen's control of the ball of sapphire blue, and shook his head slightly without answering.

In this battlefield of ancient corpses, a lot of information about the battle was revealed. But even more was hidden.

He wanted to find out what happened here back then, not because he was curious, but because he always felt that he would not feel at ease if he did not understand. This feeling of uneasiness was very bad, and it always made him feel that there might be something hidden here.

Some kind of ancient danger... Just like the consciousness in the ancient ship of the Underworld, it has been hidden for hundreds of thousands of years, immortal and waiting for the opportunity!

Baolan was distracted and opened a special eye.

Because he knew that there might be a void at the soul level hidden here, he specially modified some of the techniques of the Yang Shen Celestial Eye and solidified them on this group of sapphire blue distractions.

After opening this eye, looking at this battlefield of ancient corpses is different. Around each broken corpse, there is a series of tiny soul-level voids like bubbles, some of which are really like fine bubbles in the water, constantly

Birth and death.

The power of death that permeated the surroundings also slowly merged into the corpses along some soul-level trajectories. Those gray-black crystals should have been born in this way.

Song Zheng looked forward, and there was a place in front of him that was infinitely high in visual perception.

Above it is a huge palace that is so splendid and luxurious that no other building in the world can compare with it!

Unexpectedly, in the space at the soul level, this huge palace is brightly lit, with the sounds of warblers and swallows, and bursts of music. It is definitely not like the ancient corpse battlefield that has been dead silent for hundreds of thousands of years!

Song Zheng was puzzled. That palace seemed out of reach, but that was not a problem. He knew that it was a problem of void. As long as he broke the restriction of the soul-level space, he could step into it in one step.

What he felt was strange was that the palace looked huge, luxurious and lively, but it revealed a sense of death from the inside out.

Even through the seal of the soul level space, Song Zheng could clearly feel it.

He thought for a while and decided to break the seal. He didn't have much time to waste, and it was indeed difficult to fully understand the secrets hidden behind such an ancient battlefield hundreds of thousands of years ago.

But Song Zheng was still cautious and took his time.

Soul-level spaces are not uncommon in the world, but they always appear in other forms: for example, ghost houses, which have large or small soul-level spaces suitable for ghosts to hide and practice.

Song Zheng separated out several thin strands of light from Sapphire's distraction. The strands of light stretched forward, reached a certain position, and suddenly disappeared, as if they had entered an area where they could become invisible.

At this level, Song Zheng could not "look directly" just by relying on Baolan to distract him.

He now relies entirely on the perception of the light filament tentacles and begins to crack it bit by bit.

At the level of bans and formations, the basic structures of the real world and the soul world are the same, but the changes in the soul world are more complex and weird.

Even Song Zheng made repeated mistakes when he first came into contact with this level of formation restriction. The cracking process was very slow, but after making several mistakes, Song Zheng was certain that there was nothing wrong with his thinking.

He continued to persevere and became more and more proficient, but the subsequent formations became more and more difficult, so in fact the speed was consistent.

When Ji Wukang and Hong Tiancheng saw that he finally started to take action, they couldn't help but look forward to it. Ji Wukang couldn't help but said: "This is the burial place of the Underworld Phoenix!"

Thinking back to those days when Minghuang led a huge fleet and set out from the depths of the netherworld to fight against the sky, he certainly had a strong heart and deep admiration for his courage and heroic spirit.

Although Song Zheng was powerful, he looked forward to it but didn't have much confidence in whether he could unlock the burial place of Minghuang.

But Hong Tiancheng on the side is full of confidence. Anyway, because he has been following the master for too long, he gradually does not feel that the master will fail, and the master will never lose.

The two of them were in different moods, but equally concerned. Suddenly, Song Zheng's body straightened up slightly. In the battlefield of ancient corpses, the huge palace in the endless distance made a loud noise, and various strange phenomena appeared in all directions, and the palace fell.

Mortal world!

Cracked.

Ji Wukang couldn't help but praise: "Mighty!"

Hong Tiancheng rolled his neck and nodded. He was indeed an adult.

Baolan was distracted and did not enter it immediately. Instead, he flew high and overlooked the entire palace from a high altitude. He saw that a grand banquet seemed to be going on in the central hall, with palace maids, dancers, musicians, etc. coming in and out.

Very busy.

There are powerful guards guarding the outside. They wear uniform fairy armor and are of high level. They stare vigilantly at the void outside - but turn a blind eye to Song Zheng's sapphire distraction to break the formation.

"Illusion?" Song Zheng felt strange for a while. He couldn't see clearly what was going on in the hall. There seemed to be another formation there, blocking his sight.

He thought for a while and tried to distract Baolan and push forward.

Not far in front of Baolan Fenshen is the huge main entrance of the palace. The palace gate has extremely high regulations. One hundred and ninety feet in front of the huge palace gate, which is like a city gate, there is a five-bay, six-column building.

The huge archway on the 11th floor. Various fairy and mythical beasts are carved on it, and the lights are brightly lit, shining in all directions.

There are generals in golden armor guarding the palace gates above and below. There are also five teams of armored warriors patrolling back and forth under the archway.

Baolan Fenshen had just approached and touched the area illuminated by the light of the archway. The soldiers were immediately alert and turned to Baolan Fenshen with a snap. The soldiers in the front group pointed their spears and halberds fiercely at Baolan Fenshen.

The soldiers in the back group took off the crossbows from their backs, quickly cocked the arrows and pulled the strings, and then with a bang, a dozen crossbow arrows shot straight towards Baolan Fenshen.

In an instant, Baolan's distraction was extinguished.

Song Zheng felt his eyes go dark and was stunned: It was not an illusion! The guards in front of the palace gate were real, so everything in the palace was also real?

While he was astonished, he began to evaluate the attack level of those crossbow arrows. There were twelve warriors in that team, and there were a total of twelve crossbow arrows. They were as fast as lightning and extremely accurate. The twelve arrows hit Sapphire Distractor at almost the same time, and

The sapphire blue distraction is actually only the size of a green date.

Song Zheng knew very well that the level of his Sapphire Blue Distraction was not as "weak" as it seemed on the surface. In fact, it could infect and assimilate all souls below the Yin God, so it was naturally extremely strong.

The twelve-fingered crossbow arrows could easily kill his own Sapphire Distraction, and the twelve warriors were at least at the level of Mingjian Realm.

Doubts arose in his mind: Where exactly is this palace? Why is it in the ancient corpse battlefield? And it exists in the world at the soul level.

The guards in front of the palace gate must be elite, but the guards inside the palace should not be much different.

He was thinking about what to do next. Under the huge archway, another group of warriors had separated. Their armors were compact and flexible. They held a shield in one hand and a sharp blade in the other. They quickly searched in the direction where Baolan was distracted.
Chapter completed!