Shen Tuxue's sanity told him that he shouldn't follow anymore - it's a pity that he doesn't pay attention to his own rational judgment under normal conditions.

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

He felt that he should "generously" "forgive" Song Zheng's previous offense, so he went home. But I don't think I can just forget it, with that kind of existence, Song Zheng can't be on call, right?

He hesitated, and time passed unconsciously. When he gritted his teeth and decided to fight Song Zheng to the end, it was just half a moon.

……

Song Zheng entered the Ancient Corpse Battlefield from that special area.

He didn't enter in his real body, it was a place of death, once part of the Netherworld. He separated into a cloud of royal blue distractions, refined them slightly, transformed into a state similar to "ghosts", and then entered it at a specific hour.

Passing through the labyrinth, the ancient breath of death came to my face. Song Zheng was slightly stunned, because although they were all death, it seemed to be slightly different here in the current world.

The last time he was in Dinglu Lake, it was the three ghost kings who entered it, and his feeling was not obvious.

He nodded secretly: It seems that after the defeat of the Netherworld, the authority of the Netherworld has changed, and the new Lord of the Netherworld should have written himself into the Heavenly Strip to make this change.

He stayed for a moment, then floated up, observing all the way, the stumps and severed arms around him had already dried up, but they were still extremely hard, Song Zheng approached gently, sensing with the power of his soul, and the result surprised him: the hardness of these stumps and severed arms was even no less than that of a ninth-order magic weapon!

"It's dead, and hundreds of thousands of years have passed, but it's still so hard. You can imagine how powerful they should have been back then. ”

And such a powerful existence, in terms of numbers, in the big war of that year, I am afraid that it was just a group of fighters. At most, it is the elite of the two armies.

"The Divine Army?"

"Hades?"

Song Zheng was very sure that it was not an army of the mortal world.

Such a huge elite army was smashed into pieces with one blow!

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

He tried to find some clues from the wounds on these severed arms and stumps, but because it had been too long, he still found nothing.

He made slow progress in the Ancient Corpse Battlefield, constantly walking and stopping, looking around. Ji Wukang and Hong Tiancheng, who were waiting for him in the maze, were very strange: "My lord, what's wrong with this place?"

Song Zheng stood aside with his hands on his shoulders, secretly controlling the sapphire blue distraction with the Yang God, and shook his head lightly without answering.

In this ancient corpse battlefield, a lot of information about the first battle of the year was revealed. But there is much more hidden.

He wanted to find out what happened here back then, not because he was curious, but because he always felt that he was not sure if he didn't understand. This unsteady feeling was very bad, and he always felt that there might be some kind of ancient danger hiding here...... Just like the consciousness in the ancient ship of the Stygian, hidden for hundreds of thousands of years, immortal and immortal, waiting for the opportunity!

Distracted, Sapphire opened a special eye.

Because he knew that there might be a hidden soul level void here, he specially changed some of the methods of the Yang God Heavenly Eye and solidified it on this group of royal blue distractions.

After this eye was opened, it was different to look at this ancient corpse battlefield. Around each piece of corpse, there was a series of tiny soul-level voids like bubbles, some of which were really like fine bubbles in water, constantly living and dying.

The power of death that permeated the surroundings also followed the trajectory of some soul levels, slowly blending into those corpses. That's how those gray-black crystals should have been born.

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

On top of it, there is a huge palace of splendor and luxury, which can never be compared with any other building in the world!

Surprisingly, in the space of the soul level, this huge palace is brightly lit, with the sound of warblers and swallows, and the sheng songs, which is by no means like the ancient corpse battlefield that has been dead for hundreds of thousands of years!

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

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

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

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

But Song Zheng was still cautious and not in a hurry.

Soul-level spaces are not uncommon in the world, but they all appear in other forms: for example, ghost houses, among which there are soul-level spaces that are more or less suitable for the hiding and cultivation of yin spirits.

Song Zheng separated several thin filaments of light from the sapphire blue distraction, and the filaments stretched forward, and when they reached a certain position, they suddenly disappeared, as if they had entered an area that could be invisible.

At this level, Song Zheng only relied on Baolan to distract himself, and he couldn't "look directly".

He now relied entirely on the perception of the filament tentacles themselves, and began to crack it little by little.

At the level of banning and formation, the basic structure of the real world and the spirit world is the same, but in terms of changes, the spirit world is more complex and weird.

Even Song Zheng made mistakes again and again when he first came into contact with this level of formation prohibition. The progress of cracking was very slow, but after Song Zheng made a few mistakes, he could already be sure that there was no problem with his thinking.

He continued to persevere, becoming more and more proficient, but the formation in the back was also becoming more and more difficult, so in fact the speed was consistent.

Ji Wukang and Hong Tiancheng couldn't help but look forward to it when they saw that he finally started to do it. Ji Wukang couldn't help but say: "This is the place where the bones of the phoenix are buried!"

Thinking back to the past, the Stygian led a huge fleet, set off from the depths of the netherworld, and went against the sky's courage and pride, of course, he was fierce and deeply admired.

Although Song Zheng is strong, he is looking forward to it but has little confidence in whether he can unlock the burial place of the Immortal Phoenix.

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

The two were in different moods, but they were equally concerned. Suddenly, Song Zheng's body straightened slightly, and in the ancient corpse battlefield, the huge palace in the endless distance made a loud noise, and all kinds of visions appeared in all directions, and the palace fell to the mortal world!

Cracked.

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

Hong Tiancheng turned his neck and nodded, sure enough, it was an adult.

The sapphire blue distraction did not enter it immediately, but flew high into the sky, overlooking the entire palace from above. I saw that in the central hall, there seemed to be a grand feast going on, and the palace maids, dancers, musicians, etc. were very busy coming in and out.

There were powerful guards guarding the periphery, and they wore uniform immortal armor, which was quite high-level, staring vigilantly at the void outside - but they turned a blind eye to Song Zheng's sapphire blue distraction to crack the formation.

"Phantom?" Song Zheng was strange for a while, he couldn't see the situation in the main hall clearly here, there seemed to be another formation there, blocking his vision.

He thought for a moment and tried to push Sapphire Distraction forward.

Not far in front of the royal blue distraction is the huge main entrance of the palace. The regulation of the palace gate is extremely high, and there is a huge archway with five rooms, six pillars and eleven floors on the position of one hundred and ninety zhang in front of the palace gate that is as large as the city gate. It is carved with all kinds of fairy beasts and divine beasts, which are brightly lit and shine in all directions.

Up and down the palace gate, there are golden armor generals guarding the town. There are also five teams of armored soldiers patrolling back and forth under the archway.

The sapphire blue distraction had just approached, touching the range of the light shining on the archway, and those warriors were immediately alert, and turned to the sapphire blue distraction with a snap, and the soldiers in the front team, the spear and halberd in their hands pointed at the sapphire distraction. The soldiers of the back team took off the crossbows behind their backs, quickly pulled the strings with arrows, and then with a bang, more than a dozen crossbow arrows shot straight towards the sapphire blue.

In an instant, the royal blue distraction was extinguished.

Song Zheng felt that it was dark in front of him, and he was stunned: It's not an illusion! The guards in front of the palace gate are real, so everything in the palace is also real?

He was stunned, and began to evaluate the attack level of those crossbow arrows just now, that team of twelve warriors, a total of twelve crossbow arrows, as fast as lightning, extremely accurate, twelve arrows almost at the same time on the blue distraction, and the blue distraction was actually only the size of a green jujube.

Song Zheng is very aware of his level of sapphire distraction, and he is not as "weak" as he seems on the surface. In fact, it can infect and assimilate all the souls below the Yin God, and it is naturally extremely strong.

Those twelve-finger crossbow arrows could easily shoot their own sapphire blue distractions, and the twelve warriors were at least at the level of the Ming Realm.

He wondered in his heart: what kind of place was this palace, why was it in the Ancient Corpse Battlefield, and it was the existence of the soul level world.

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

He was thinking about what to do next, and under the huge archway, another group of warriors had already been divided, their armor was compact and flexible, with a shield in one hand and a sharp blade in the other, and they quickly searched in the direction of the royal blue distraction, but stopped at the edge of the light.