Murong Feng held the broken sword across his chest and couldn't help but curse: "Ye Yun, you are indeed the number one among your generation, with unparalleled combat power, but if you want to kill me, the Thunder Jue of the Shangqing Dao Sect is not enough.
, Lan Xin, you hurt my brother, I will naturally come to an end with you after you leave the secret realm, Changtian, reboot, let’s go.”
After finishing speaking, Murong Feng leaned close to the three of them and held them tightly with a purple bell over three meters high. The sound of the purple bell faintly depicted countless Buddhist scriptures, which was unusually mysterious and powerful.
"If you want to leave, please leave me your life. The pure thunder will run, thousands of thunders will rush forward, destroy all things, and the thunder will destroy the world." Ye Yun's voice was like a clear sound, shining in everyone's ears, and everyone felt instantly
When his body couldn't move, hundreds of cyan lightning flashed across the blue clouds in the sky, each one as thick as a bucket, exuding endless power.
At the moment when the cyan lightning hit everyone, a golden light dispersed, and more than a dozen people, including Ye Yun, disappeared in an instant. The lightning in the sky disappeared automatically without the control of anyone.
And go...
The bodies of Jie Se, Xie Changtian, and Murong Feng fell into a dense forest. The ancient trees were towering and lush, and they appeared to be unusually lush. There were even giant trees about a thousand meters high, which showed the wonders here.
Thousand-year-old ginseng and even ten-thousand-year-old Polygonatum sibiricum are all over the ground like weeds. The power of life is extremely strong, washing everyone's hearts and making them reach an ethereal state.
"What a magical place. There are so many elixirs. I'm afraid even the ten major sects' combined reserves wouldn't have even 30% of what's here. It is indeed the most mysterious place in the mainland. Brother Murong, we still have our own treasures."
Pick some! There is no reason to go into Treasure Mountain and come back empty-handed." Jingse's eyes glowed green, but he clasped his palms together, showing an extremely sacred look.
Murong Feng shook his head and said: "The elixirs here are all over the floor. With the storage space in our hands, we can't hold many of them. Let's go to the front and see where they are! This level is a test for me.
I don’t think it will be easy and I must be careful. I feel a faint sense of fear in my heart, which is something I have never felt before.”
Hearing this, Jie Se quickly leaned against Murong Feng. Xie Changtian's state was so low that he couldn't feel anything, but Xiao Ying's purple pupils revealed a deep sense of wariness, and he stared at the place not far ahead.
The three of them moved very quickly through the endless forest.
What he saw in front of him was a scene of white bones and corpses lying on the ground. There were normal human skeletons, as well as the skeletons of giant beasts that were tens of meters tall, or even hundreds of monsters. Some even had two wings on their ribs, three eyes and four arms.
The bones were all white, but the ground was dark red, showing how brutal the battle back then was.
This may be a battlefield, with countless strong men fighting here. There is a world of bones for thousands of miles around. Broken armor, broken weapons and magic weapons are all rusty and stained all over the ground. There is no trace of spirituality. It has obviously been
It’s a battlefield I don’t know how many thousands of years ago it was.
The whole world of bones is full of all kinds of evils. Murong Feng and the others dare not take a step. Jie Se's golden beard and a wheel-shaped magic weapon hover above his head. He said in horror: "Brother Murong, this place is really too dangerous."
It’s evil, let’s leave as soon as possible! These bones were all unparalleled strong men when they were alive, and the resentment caused by their demise now is something we can’t resist!”
Murong Feng's heart was also trembling abnormally, but for some reason, there was always another voice in his heart, which seemed to persuade him to walk into the center of the bones. There was what he needed there. His body seemed to be out of control, and he moved towards it step by step.
We are leaving, but we have just set foot.
In the whole wasteland of bones, the bones one after another seem to be resurrected. The earth is trembling and the bones are vibrating. "Roar, endless years, six reincarnations, although my body is dead, my heart is immortal, and the sky and the universe are free to me."
, No one can stop it, the way of heaven is ruthless, all living things will be destroyed, immortality will be in vain, and there will be no true immortals in the world from now on."
The heroic will and powerful momentum, although endless years have passed, but its voice has been echoing in the wilderness, tragic, tragic, and awe-inspiring. It can be seen that the senior who left the message is also a man of overwhelming lofty ideals, fighting against billions of powerful people.
An unparalleled figure.
Murong Feng's eyes were filled with black, white, and gold light, and the three air currents in his body flowed rapidly. A true immortal with the spirit of immortality appeared, a murderous demon appeared, and a compassionate Buddha hovered behind him.
Slowly walked into the depths of the bones.
"Brother Murong, you...who are you? What kind of secret method do you practice? True immortals, gods, Buddhas, and demons all appeared at the same time. Ammi's hair, my Buddha's mercy, is it really like what the master said, little monk?"
I’ll mess around with you from now on.” Jingse’s heart showed a light of horror…
"Heaven is ruthless, all living beings will be destroyed, immortality will be in vain, and there will be no true immortals in the world from now on." The voice echoed over and over again in the Bone Wasteland.
Murong Feng had no idea that the slender figure was unusually conspicuous among the bones, and the countless bones were shaking, but it seemed that this passionate voice had mysterious power, protecting Murong Feng's body from harm, and the three people behind Murong Feng
Zunxuying, at an unparalleled speed, absorbed the residual thoughts of these powerful men after their death in the bones.
The shadow gradually solidified, but only an outline could be seen, and its appearance could not be seen clearly...
Billions of white bones were shaking. Deep in the center of the battlefield stood a burly white bone. In its snow-white withered palm, it held a seven-foot-long spear. There were slight cracks in the body of the spear, but the entire spear showed an incomparable appearance.
The murderous intent on his body shows that his big gun drank countless blood in the past.
The skull of the white-skeleton man is facing the sky, and an unyielding fighting spirit can be faintly discerned. Although his body dies, his heart will not die, his ambition will not die, and he will not fall after death. Such a strong man is not an unparalleled hero, he is unparalleled in power.
An outstanding person?
Murong Feng had woken up at this time, and the three shadows behind him had disappeared. Looking at the man in front of him, he felt an urge to worship in his heart, but how could Murong Feng kneel down to others easily? As a warrior, the first creed is
I would rather die standing than live on my knees.
Otherwise, if there is a crack in one's heart, the path of martial arts will also come to an end, and it will be impossible to reach the top.