Along the way, Ding Hao also found the corpses of some Terran warriors and demon powerhouses.

They were all scattered in the thick fog, some were hacked to death by swords, and some of their bodies were broken, as if they had been torn apart by wild beasts, and these people all maintained frightened and unprepared expressions on their faces, and they looked extremely necessary, obviously fighting the atomized attackers for a long time, and finally fell without strength.

Roughly speaking, there were at least a hundred dead bodies.

Ding Hao was keenly aware that about one-tenth of the dead bodies were in a strange state, with their hearts and heads hollowed out, and all the water in their bodies had been lost, like dried corpses for thousands of years, which were exactly the same as the corpses seen on the beach at the end of the second section of the ancient road to the west.

"Someone is hunting the warriors of the two tribes, using such cruel methods...... What is it for?"

Ding Hao faintly felt that this secret hunter should be the powerhouse of the top martial king realm who assassinated him.

......

With the passage of time, unconsciously, Ding Hao has stayed in this fog world for four days and four nights.

By now, he had fully adapted to this rhythm of fighting from moment to moment.

In the past four days and four nights, I don't know how many mist creatures have been killed by him, Ding Hao's nerves are like a tight bowstring, as long as there is any pressure, he can instantly make the most correct reaction, body movements, sometimes even before thinking.

Kill!

Ding Hao made great strides.

The sword light burst out from the rusty sword and the interrogation knife in his hand, dazzling, and in an instant, he cut four or five six or seven meter-tall hideous beasts into several pieces.

The fog dissipated, and the behemoth dispersed and vanished.

But in the next moment, the mist rolls over, and suddenly it will turn into new skeletons or warriors, rushing up like ghosts.

Ding Hao was dashing, unconcerned, as if he was caught in some kind of thinking, and he was careless about the outside world.

But the sword in his hand seemed to have spirituality, and it hung down slightly to the ground, blooming with a silver red light, and the sword qi and sword qi burst out, as if it was shooting out like a ray of light, and it could easily disintegrate the mist monster.

He can perform all kinds of moves and reactions in an instant.

Faintly, there is a feeling that the whole person and the sword and sword are one.

Ding Hao stabilized his Xuan Qi cultivation in the realm of the Three Great Masters.

In the past few days, Ding Hao has comprehended at least one-third of the more than 200 sword fighting techniques copied from the second floor of the sword tower and the second floor of the sword tower, and all kinds of sword and sword skills are like half of Ding Hao's body and soul, not only comprehending the essence of the moves, but also completely mastering the use and timing of these moves.

There are still about two-thirds of the number of sword tower battle skills and sword tower battle skills left, and they are still in the process of comprehension.

"It's time to leave, the atomization monster here has a limited effect on my strength, it's not as strong as it was at the beginning, even if it's a powerful atomization monster, it can't threaten itself!"

Ding Hao was thoughtful.

In the past four days, he passed through the entrance of the third section of the ancient road, and the purple vortex gate kept flickering, and these experiences finally made Ding Hao discover some clues of this fog world-

The closer you get to the entrance to the Purple Vortex Gate, the lower the strength of the atomized monsters and attackers.

The ancient road is generally long and narrow, that is, the closer you get to the end of the third section of the ancient road, the higher the strength of the attackers who have atomized it, so that you can kill all the way to the most powerful place of the atomized monsters without relying on discerning the direction, and finally you can reach the end of the third section of the ancient road.

When Ding Hao came to the Purple Vortex Gate again, he decided to use this method to leave the Mist World.

Practice has proved that this is a completely correct approach.

After spending about half a day, Ding Hao finally came to the end of the fog world - the gray fog finally disappeared, and he came to a lawn about fifty meters wide.

Not surprisingly, above the lawn, a purple vortex gate was suspended.

This is the gateway to the fourth section of the ancient road to the west.

Like on the beach of the second section of the Journey to the West, Ding Hao found twenty or thirty corpses on the lawn.

These are the powerhouses of the human race and the demon race.

Some people struggled to get here and died of serious injuries, others seemed to have died of cannibalism, everyone had their storage tools and weapons stripped of them, and some of the good-looking female warriors had no clothes left, naked, and their lower bodies were blurred with flesh and blood, obviously something extremely tragic had happened.

And after the death of the strong man of the demon clan, basically the prototype appeared, all of them were some rare beasts, and the body was undoubtedly all decomposed, and the precious parts of the demon crystal and the heart that could be used to make the treasure of the Xuan Qi were all dug up, which should be done by some Terran warriors, after all, for the human race, the body of the demon clan is all treasures!

It's a brutal world.

Especially when entering the ancient road of Journey to the West, whether it is a demon race or a human race, the morality between each other has long lost the bottom line, and there is only naked killing and interest relationship between each other, even if it is a corpse, it will not be respected.

Ding Hao sighed and walked into the Fourth Journey to the West Ancient Road.

......

......

Ask the Sword Sect.

After a short summer, it is a long winter.

The first heavy snow has already arrived, covering the whole world within a radius of hundreds of miles of Wenjian Mountain, Selangor is located in the northernmost part of the northern region, and the winter of the year is the longest, occupying almost more than half of the time, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow.

Li Jianyi stood quietly on the top of the main peak, looking to the south.

That's the direction of Qingzhou.

Today, more than three months have passed since Ding Hao and other of the sect's most outstanding disciples entered the [Hundred Saints Battlefield], it seems to be an instant, and it seems to be extremely long, Li Jianyi really can't wait for Ding Hao and the others to come back.

Now that the Asking Sword Sect has finally become the sect with the highest rank in Selangor, and has won the support of the largest Cheng dù of the [Xuanshuang Divine Palace], these days, Li Jianyi has been exhausted, almost sleepless day and night, for the revitalization of the sect, I don't know how much effort has been spent, a long black hair like a waterfall, and now it is half white, and the whole person looks as if he is fifty or sixty years old.

Li Jianyi knew very well in his heart that this was the last chance for the rise of the Sword Sect.

If you can't grasp it, then it will be impossible to surpass Qingping Academy in the future.

For the rise of the sect, Li Jianyi is willing to pay any price.

Hundreds of years have passed, and Li Jianyi still clearly remembers that when he was only a core disciple of the sect, his master, that is, the head of the previous generation, after participating in the sect's discourse conference, returned to the Wenjian Sect under the pressure of his injuries, vomited blood and died......

I remember that before the old master died, he swore to heaven that he would make the Sword Sect the overlord of Selangor.

The vows of the past are still ringing in my ears.

A hundred years have passed, and I, Tang Foxian and others, with great effort, laid out the overall situation, and finally saw the opportunity for revitalization, and the rise of super geniuses such as Ding Hao, Feng Ning and Xie Xie Yu has made this opportunity more and more possible.

It's a pity that Qingping Academy did not completely fall.

The master of Qingping Academy, who once seriously injured the old head of the sect at the Zongmen Treatise Conference, is still alive and well.

[Prodigy] Mu Tianyang, a genius of the demon level, even allowed Qingping Academy to defeat even if it lost in the sect discussion conference, it could still compete with the Sword Sect without falling behind.

The Hundred Halloween Battlefield is an opportunity.

But it can also be an adventure.

"I don't know what happened to those little guys now, in that strange world, there are endless opportunities and extremely terrible dangers, if you are not careful, you may be wiped out. ”

In Li Jianyi's heart, he has never been able to let go of these teenagers.

Because he knew that those little guys, especially Ding Hao, who later lived in the mountains, were the hope for the true rise of the sect in the future.

"Twenty or so who have entered the [Hundred Sage Battlefield], although I don't expect them all to come back alive, but there must be three or five who can return to the sect......" Looking at the snowflakes in the sky, Li Jianyi didn't know why he suddenly had mixed feelings, and sighed softly.

He was once the most outstanding genius in the entire sect, but unfortunately, because of his age, he did not get into the [Hundred Saints Battlefield] until he was fifty years old, which was his lifelong regret.

The last time the [Hundred Saints Battlefield] was opened, it was more than forty years ago, there was a genius of the sect who was pinned on high hopes, and the Sword Sect almost exhausted the resources of the entire sect to escort her into the [Hundred Saints Battlefield], and in the end, that genius also made a great reputation and came back alive from the battlefield, but it was a pity that ......

It's a pity that that genius finally abandoned the Wen Sword Sect and turned around to join another super sect in the Northern Regions.

This betrayal incident greatly damaged the vitality of the Sword Sect.

Li Jianyi also blamed himself for this and changed his strategy of running the sect.

"I hope that if someone comes out of the [Hundred Saints Battlefield] alive this time, nothing like this will happen again, especially Ding Hao......" When Li Jianyi thought of this gentle and jade-like young man, he couldn't help but have a smile on the corner of his mouth.

This young man must have been a gift from heaven to the Sword Sect.

Even if things change in the world, Li Jianyi is very sure that this young man will definitely not give up asking the Sword Sect.

"Actually, if you count it, I owe this young man too much to ask the Sword Sect, with his qualifications, if he joins other sects, or even joins Qingping Academy, I am afraid that he will also get more status and cultivation......"

When Li Jianyi was pondering, suddenly, there was a boom, and an earth-shattering loud noise came from the cliff position of the garbage area in the back mountain, and then he saw a purple light rising into the sky, like a divine dragon, swirling in the sky for a long time, purple light illuminated the sky, and the entire mountain gate of the Sword Sect was turned purple.

What happened?