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After Ling Hantian broke through to the late stage of the Ning Dan Realm, he fought against a half-step king-level powerhouse with his bare hands, and finally caused a half-step king-level powerhouse to die a tragic death. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The frenzied methods made the murderous creatures retreat far away, for fear of angering Ling Hantian and being annihilated.

Yue Xiaowu held the map in her hand and continued to lead the way in front, Ling Hantian was behind with the True Martial Madness Sword, and another Zhantian Alliance martial artist followed behind with restraint.

And dozens of miles behind them, there was a group of martial artists hanging from afar, and they followed Ling Hantian, just to increase the probability of reaching the Immortal City.

Ling Hantian also let it go, these people had been following him for a long time, as long as there was no ill will towards him, he didn't mind these people following behind.

But if these people want to do something to him, or get something from him, then he will not hesitate to turn these people into a murderous aura.

Along the way, no murderous thing dared to make a move on Ling Hantian.

Following Yue Xiaowu's guidance, three days later, the three of them came to a sea of bones.

The sea of bones that appeared in front of Ling Hantian's eyes was a sea of endless bones, and gusts of bloody wind and blood were raging in the sea of bones.

In the center of the sea of bones, a huge ancient city stands impressively, I don't know what the black city wall is flickering with a strange black light, and you can see that there are many potholes and sword marks and paw prints on the black walls, which are obviously caused by powerful monks attacking the ancient city!

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ling Hantian was like being struck by lightning, his face changed drastically, and a monstrous wave was set off in his heart.

A long time ago, in this layer of the Blood Soul Killing Field, Ling Hantian had found too many similarities to the Tomb of the Hades Emperor.

Now, when he looked at all this in front of him, Ling Hantian finally understood that this was more than just similarity, this was the tomb of the Hades Emperor at all!

Perhaps it is more accurate to say that the tomb of the Immortal Emperor is in this ancient city in front of you.

At the mention of the word ancient city, Ling Hantian's eyes widened in an instant, and a monstrous wave was set off in his heart again.

Gu cheng?! The Immortal City?!

Could it be that the ancient city in front of them is the end of their trip, the city of immortality.

Sure enough, Yue Xiaowu's next words confirmed Ling Hantian's guess.

Yue Xiaowu's face glinted with excitement, "This is the Immortal City!" We have finally reached the City of the Immortals. ”

At this time, those martial artists who followed behind Ling Hantian also came to the Sea of Bones one after another, all staring at the ancient city standing in the center of the Sea of Bone, and their faces showed a light of excitement.

Ling Hantian paid close attention to the observation and found that above the sea of bones, there were many fresh corpses, human monks, and half-orcs or snake human powerhouses.

The corpses were scattered here not long ago, and the blood on them had not dried up.

Obviously, someone had already arrived in the Immortal City before them, and had already tried to enter the Immortal City, and some people might even have entered the Immortal City, and Ling Hantian's wave was only one of the countless explorers.

Ling Hantian had already entered the Immortal City once, and he knew that there was a terrifying existence in this sea of bones.

Last time, Ling Hantian's soul power was only at the peak of the Nirvana Realm, and his perception could not penetrate the sea of bones at all.

Now, descending on the Sea of Bones again, Ling Hantian's strength has undergone earth-shaking changes, and his soul power is almost comparable to that of a half-step king-level powerhouse.

Ling Hantian had taken the Nine Shadows Forging Soul Record to the extreme, and the soul power comparable to that of a half-step king powerhouse slowly penetrated into the sea of bones.

In the endless sea of bones, the sea water is endless blood, which has never coagulated and boils like the sea.

This time, as soon as Ling Hantian's perception touched the Sea of Bones, he found that above the Sea of Bone, there seemed to be something similar to an enchantment, blocking his detection.

But what kind of cultivation Ling Hantian is now, with a roar, in the sea of consciousness, the sea of golden soul power is almost boiling, condensing a touch of golden divine consciousness, piercing the sea of bones.

"Boom!"

The sword of the soul that was almost materialized stabbed towards the sea of bones, and the sea of bones suddenly felt like a tsunami, and endless blood and water stirred, sweeping countless bones into the sky.

"Broken Eyes, open them for me!"

Ling Hantian roared violently, and the sword of divine consciousness finally pierced the enchantment above the sea of bones, and his perception penetrated into a trace, but it was also instantly wiped out by the mysterious power in the sea of bones.

Scarlet blood overflowed from the corners of Ling Hantian's eyes, his body trembled violently, and he took three steps back in succession.

Seeing this situation, Yue Xiaowu's face did not show a look of consternation, she looked at the sea of bones with a calm face.

"Ling Gongzi, what did you see?"

Yue Xiaowu's voice was as calm as water, which made Ling Hantian slightly stunned, and then he narrowed his eyes, suppressed the shock in his heart, and said slowly.

"My perception was instantly worn out, and it was hard to see anything, only a rough outline."

"What's that?!"

Ling Hantian shook his head, and did not answer Yue Xiaowu, but instead set his eyes on the ancient city in the middle of the sea of bones, the black light flickered on the black city wall, and Ling Hantian's perception was difficult to penetrate.

But at this moment, a powerful warrior who rushed to stand up, sacrifice the treasure, and actually tried to sweep through the sea of bones and enter the immortal city.

This powerful martial artist, cultivated to reach the limit of the Waiting Realm, sacrificed a shuttle-shaped treasure, and as soon as the wind rose, he jumped onto the shuttle-shaped boat, turned into a streamer, and swept towards the immortal city at great speed!

It seemed that because of the approach of flesh and blood life, the sea of bones boiled all of a sudden, and in an instant, the entire sea of bones seemed to have a terrifying tsunami, endless blood and water swept the sky, and countless bones were thrown away, covering the sky and the sun.

In the sky above the sea of bones, blood and rain were pouring down, intertwined with countless bones, which looked extremely weird.

This powerhouse at the limit of the Waiting Realm activated the defense of the shuttle-shaped ship, and the earthy yellow energy shield opened, and countless blood rains sprinkled on it, suddenly like sulfuric acid stained on the balloon, and immediately corroded the earthy yellow energy shield into holes.

But this Waiting Realm martial artist was also quite bold, and he was not chaotic in the face of danger, and his powerful energy surged, forming layers of defense, and at the same time, the speed of the shuttle-shaped ship was extremely fast.

Obviously, this Candidate Realm martial artist was almost burned with his essence blood, desperately rushing towards the immortal city.

Although there were turbulent waves in the sea of bones, this Waiting Realm martial artist was in no danger and landed on the immortal city.

This scene suddenly made all the warriors boil.

There was the first person to eat crabs, and it was a success.

Under this kind of stimulation, everyone was unwilling to be left behind, and they came up with means one after another and began to rush to the immortal city.

At this moment, above the sea of bones, the blood rain was majestic, and the waves were monstrous, but countless warriors, like locusts, rushed towards the immortal city, just like moths to a fire.