The streets of Xiling City are deserted and deserted. When night falls in winter, people with leisurely intentions are partying in bars. No one wanders around on the cold streets.
At this time, a certain star in the sky suddenly lit up.
Suddenly, a vague shadow flickered on the streets of Xiling City and then disappeared.
A tipsy adventurer came out of a small bar carrying a bottle of wine, rubbed his eyes, and muttered: "What the hell, what were those just now?"
But he quickly stopped paying attention and walked towards a brothel next to the bar. His mind was filled with the girl's white vagina, and he had no time to think about what he just saw.
Qi Bei sat cross-legged on the bed, his body's internal energy boiling, and in his Zhongdantian, the seventh cyclone was slowly taking shape.
Suddenly, Qi's northern Dantian swelled, and internal energy surged into the middle Dantian, stimulating six cyclones to spin wildly, and the seventh cyclone became increasingly clear.
Senior warrior!
Qi Bei opened his eyes, and the boiling internal energy slowly began to subside.
After reaching the advanced warrior level, his physical qualities have improved in all aspects, but he is not very excited. His Shenlong Jue has reached the critical point of the first level and is about to enter the second level.
Although entering the second level of Shenlong Jue does not mean that he has reached the second transformation of Shenlong, the Jiyang Qi in his body has been getting stronger and stronger recently. It has been a long time since the best Yuan Yin has blended the Jiyang Qi, which makes the Jiyang in his body...
The energy is like an unstable bomb that explodes at some point and turns into a terrifying polar fire.
At this moment, Qi Bei suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart, and the black sword beside him trembled slightly.
Qi Bei stood up and quietly left the room holding a black sword.
At this time, the back garden of the City Lord's Mansion felt a lot colder for no reason. This kind of coldness and coldness are completely different concepts, but ordinary people generally don't pay too much attention to it.
Qi Bei hid behind a pillar, his eyes glowed with a faint golden light, and he saw transparent souls circling on the creek in the back garden. Occasionally, one of them found the spring and jumped in quickly.
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This is not a ghost, but a soul.
"Master." Shisan appeared behind Qi Bei and called.
"Have you seen these souls?" Qi Bei asked softly.
"Occasionally, you can see faint shadows, which should be the souls of those who have just died. Logically speaking, they will dissipate quickly." Thirteen said.
Qi Bei knew in his heart that these souls were attracted by the unknown place under the spring of the creek.
"Go and have a look." Qi Bei said and stepped out. They were just unconscious souls. Normal people don't need to be afraid of them.
The extremely yang aura in Qi Bei's body made these souls frightened, but obviously there was something extremely attractive to them under the spring. They just retreated in all directions, but did not leave.
Some souls desperately wanted to rush into the spring, but as soon as they approached Qi Bei, the extremely yang energy in his body turned into a stream of yin energy and drifted away.
"Thirteen, go and move the Goths' tent that can isolate the breath." Qi Bei said.
Thirteen took the order and left. After a while, he moved the tent and put it over the creek according to Qi Bei's instructions.
The souls outside cannot feel the breath that attracts them, and drift away unconsciously. Soon after, they will dissipate in this world.
"Thirteen, you wait outside, don't let anyone approach this tent." Qi Bei said and got in. After thinking about it, he took out a belt from the space ring, which was also peeled off from the body of Lord Wutian.
According to the tip of the black long sword, it has the ghost escape technique sealed on it, and it can penetrate the ground and pass through walls without any problem.
Qi Bei released the ghost escape technique above, and his whole body was suddenly covered with a layer of black light. With a thought, his whole body sank into the ground along the spring.
The spring is winding and intersected by many underground waterways. If it weren't for the black sword sense on Qi Bei's body, he would really be confused.
Qi Bei didn't even know how deep he had escaped, and finally followed the spring and came to an underground river.
The direction of the induction was in the upper reaches of the underground river. Qi Bei went upstream, looking for the source of the reaction between the dragon's mark and the black sword.
At this moment, the black long sword suddenly lit up.
Qi Bei raised his long sword and picked up a broken armor fragment from the underground river.
As soon as he got it, Qi Bei felt a faint dark aura from it, and the patterns on the armor were very strange.
Qi Bei then walked forward, and from time to time, under the influence of the black sword, he picked up some armor fragments, robe fragments, and even weapon fragments from the underground river.
These things all have the same characteristic, that is, they are filled with a faint dark atmosphere, and they look very old.
Qi Bei's expression gradually became serious. There were so many fragments with a dark aura and they were so old that he could almost guess where these things came from.
Only a hundred thousand years ago, when the gate of the underworld opened and the dark army invaded the world, would these things be left behind?
Then, this place is most likely an ancient battlefield.
A hundred thousand years of mulberry fields have buried these things deep in the ground.
Qi Bei continued to swim upstream. The dark aura was getting stronger and stronger, and the black sword was greedily absorbing this aura.
At this moment, the water level of the underground river was getting lower and lower, and a wide underground space appeared in front of it.
In the mud, various skeletons are half exposed, densely packed and shocking.
As Qi Bei walked among them, he felt waves of deafening shouts of killing ringing in his ears, and a strong aura of killing rushed towards him.
Suddenly, the long black sword whined, and Qi Bei suddenly looked back, and saw ghosts flashing out and rushing toward him.
They were just low-level ghosts, so Qi Bei was not afraid of them. A golden light flashed out from the black long sword in his hand and he slashed at them.
These ghosts dissipated instantly and were immediately sucked in by the black sword.
This ancient battlefield is extremely dark, and it is not uncommon for ghosts to exist.
However, since there are low-level ghosts here, there must be higher-level ghosts.
This battlefield may not be the battlefield for the battle of the gods, but there are definitely countless strong people. The souls of these strong people are more likely to become high-level ghosts, and their corpses are also more likely to become high-level zombies.
If you go deeper, you may encounter the Ghost King and the Corpse King. Undead of that level are definitely not something he can deal with.
However, rather than the danger, Qi Bei also coveted the treasures that could be unearthed here.
The corpses of some heaven-level strong men, or even the corpses of saint-level and god-level strong men, which treasures on them are not priceless?
Thinking of this, Qi Bei's mouth almost watered.
This ancient battlefield is a huge treasure in his eyes.
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