According to Yang Jian's understanding, there may be some treasures that can cause the 'urgency' of the Eight or Nine Xuangong, but there should be no hope in this heavenly geography.

But how did this longing and joy in my heart, as if the long-term drought and rain, come about?

Could it be that after practicing for too long, Xuangong is like a pig brother who has never seen a beautiful girl, and his saliva is flowing when he sees some treasures?

Uh, Yang Jian hung a few black lines on his forehead, and he almost amused himself while running forward.

The wind became more and more intense, and the resistance to move forward was increasing little by little, and Yang Jian had to slow down his running pace, because he felt that there seemed to be a dangerous aura hidden in the blood dance.

It must have been a spiritual creature cultivating in this bloody realm, just like the 'hissing' sound I heard when I first avoided those people.

It took about half an hour to go.

"Huh?"

Yang Jian suddenly stopped his pace and looked ahead with a frown.

But I saw a huge skeleton standing on the sand, and there was still a trace of residual warmth on the skeleton, but there was not the slightest flesh and blood left.

His scalp was numb and goosebumps exploded all over his body, and Yang Jian even felt like vomiting, but he forcibly held back.

This skeleton looks like it should belong to a demon beast like a lion and a tiger, nearly ten zhang long, and two zhang at the widest point, and it fell here like this.

A brief speculation in my mind:

Such a huge demon beast was still living in this bloody land not long ago, and its physical strength was definitely able to resist the scraping of these wind and blood mist.

It is covered in flesh and blood, and it must be eaten clean by even more terrifying demon beasts!

Yang Jian avoided this place, carefully bypassed the white and immaculate skeleton, and continued to grope his way forward.

He should be glad that this piece of blood had greatly limited the monk's spiritual sense, and even if he cultivated to a high level, he would not be able to probe too far here.

Otherwise, Yang Jian would have been attacked a long time ago.

He's actually quite deep into the bloody lands.

After walking forward for another half an hour, Yang Jian encountered four or five places where corpses were crossed, and there were no longer only huge beast-shaped corpses on the ground, but also humanoid corpses that began to remain.

But no matter what kind of corpses they are, they all have one thing in common—they are all flawless bones, and there is no flesh left.

This strange scene made Yang Jian's palms sweat.

This was the first time he had gone on a treasure hunt, but he didn't expect it to be so dangerous.

I can't help but put my pace more cautiously and perceive the road ahead more carefully.

Soon, Yang Jian's heart overturned all the words that the Shattered Heavenly Immortal Sect had said!

Ten Elders, I'm afraid it's a joke! This is not just one direction, he has already seen more than 20 places of white bones and corpses on this road, and more than 18 people have died here!

The wisp of white smoke rising from the white bones was enough to prove that these people had just died!

And more than humanoid corpses, there are still those huge beast bodies.

Perhaps after the appearance of this secret place, a large group of monks broke in one after another, and started a series of battles with the bloody spirits living here, and went all the way forward.

Or, it was a group of demon cultivators and Terran monks who rushed into this place at the same time, rushing forward while fighting, leaving corpses all the way.

However, between this piece of heaven and earth, isn't there only that secret realm and small world left that still has a reluctant aura for cultivation?

After the Lich War, the demon cultivator was already weak, if he didn't have any aura, what would he practice?

Yang Jian thought about it again and again, but still felt that the first possibility was greater.

As I continued to walk, I saw three or four more corpses, and the beast-shaped corpses left here were even larger, while the humanoid corpses were more numerous.

Yang Jian continued to make a detour, almost hunched over his waist, to minimize the possibility of himself being discovered.

"Shhh...... Hiss ......"

The strange noise he suddenly heard made Yang Jian stand still, his body was like a wood plastic, holding his breath, and reducing his life characteristics to a minimum.

He saw it!

There was a behemoth like a snake and a lizard, just a few dozen feet away in front of his left, shaking his huge body and swimming in the same direction as Yang Jian's forward.

This body...... It's at least 20 zhang long, right?

It even has eight thick short legs, and its appearance alone makes people conclude that this is not a good stubble, let alone the blood-red scales on its body.

Yang Jian was steady, but the eight or nine Xuangong was running frantically to accumulate strength.

He didn't dare to reveal even the slightest bit of battle intent and murderous intent, and tried his best to keep his gaze without any color, just standing there quietly with his waist bent.

It's just a few breaths, but Yang Jian feels that it's even more difficult than a few months!

Finally, the figure of the strange snake disappeared into the bloody sky, and Yang Jian felt that there was not much danger and planned to continue moving forward.

Even if there is that kind of powerful monster in front of him, but for the sake of his own breakthrough, Yang Jian still wants to take a risk......

If the strength is not good, then luck will come to make it, Yang Jian heard Taiyi Zhenren praise his profound blessing, this time I also want to try, my own blessing source, in this big world where the aura is exhausted and the way of heaven is not obvious, is it useful!

With a sudden movement in his heart, Yang Jian looked at the path that the monster had walked, and his figure swooped out, jumping directly into the ravine left by the strange snake.

With the remnants of the strange snake's departure, this ravine should have kept him safe from many dangers, right?

Indeed, Yang Jian walked forward with his head bored, and there was no obstacle for the next half hour.

Finally, the wind between heaven and earth suddenly stopped, and the heaven and earth in his eyes suddenly opened up, Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, and then quickly retreated, burrowed into the blood mist, found a sand pit to lie down, and quietly observed the front.

Bloody in the center, a windless place!

The circular area with a diameter of 1,000 zhang is breaking out at this moment!

There were more than 100 figures fighting there, and more than a dozen blood-colored beasts like the strange snakes they had seen before were also desperately trying to stop these more than 100 figures there!

In the middle of the circular area was a small earth mountain, like a tomb, and it seemed to be a head, and boundless blood and qi diffused from the 'earth mountain', and a heavy evil qi rolled up thousands of feet away.

Obviously, more than a hundred figures just wanted to pounce near the earth mountain, but more than a dozen blood-colored giant beasts desperately blocked it.

"I'm afraid the opportunity is there," Yang Jian frowned bitterly.

Alas, the cultivation is too low, and the characters in the big battle, which one is not a monk who can fly to the sky?

Those huge blood-colored beast spirits, isn't that one able to swallow their own existence in one bite?

What's worse is that there is no wind or waves within a thousand feet, and without the bloody cover, he doesn't have to think about the stubble that sneaks in from behind.

What to do?

Do you want to return empty-handed when you enter Baoshan?

What is the chance of a breakthrough in Xuangong......

"Forget it, nothing is as important as a small life, a good immortal journey is waiting for my brother, this kind of lifeless situation, forget it. ”

Yang Jian shook his head for a while, although he was reluctant in his heart, and his spiritual sense was still ready to move, but he had no possibility of moving forward at all.

No Wind Zone, No Wind Zone!

Yang Jian could only stomp his feet in hatred, and turned around to find a way out.

Suddenly, the Xuan Gong that had been running slightly stagnated, and his spiritual sense trembled, as if guiding Yang Jian.

Yang Jian looked at the wind-swept place on the left side with some doubts, thought slightly, lowered his figure, stepped back a little first, and then walked towards the place guided by spiritual sense.

As he walked, in the wind and sand, he suddenly saw a dark stone stele, standing on the dividing line between windless and windy.

The wind and sand cannot invade, the blood cannot be corrupted, and it seems to be still sinking and floating up and down, exuding a sense of resentment and rage.

Yang Jian sneaked in and saw that there were four very complicated ancient characters written on the front of the stone stele.

Yang Jian asked himself if he had ever seen this kind of writing, but the information carried by these four big characters was clear to him in an instant.

Witchfall!

Unwilling!

Harvest the sky!

Die!

And so it goes!

Sacrifice to the ancestral gods!

Leave blood for future generations!

Anyone who is a child of my witch clan can enter and take away the blood of the war witch!

This body can be defeated!

Yang Jian's heart was inexplicably shocked, and he stood in front of the stone monument for a long time.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a cold shout coming from the windless land, Yang Jian looked up and couldn't help but grit his teeth.

"Who is avoiding the battle next to the stone monument?

The peerless fairy rushed down from the sky, and the green sword in his hand sprinkled sword shadows.

Qinglian!

It's her again!

And this shot is with a cold murderous aura!

Yang Jian broke the cauldron and sank the boat, running the first weight of eight or nine Xuangong at full speed, and his heart was filled with monstrous anger, desperately trying to scrape off a piece of flesh and blood on this woman!

Sudden mutation!

A blood-colored hand stretched out from the stele, directly grabbed Yang Jian's figure, and dragged Yang Jian towards the stele!

With a soft pop, Yang Jian didn't have time to shout out half of his screams, as if he was directly swallowed by the stone tablet, and his figure disappeared without a trace.

And the shadow of the sword fell, clanging for a while, but it did not leave a trace on the stone tablet.

The beautiful Dao Gu landed in front of the stone tablet, frowned slightly, muttered in a low voice, and turned around and rushed towards the battle over there.

"I actually let him get the enlightenment, hmph! Leaving you will only make me uneasy, and I will kill him to kill my whole Dao heart. ”

After speaking, her beautiful face was a little arrogant, and she stepped forward into the battle.

This is a ruthless person, knowing that Yang Jian already holds a grudge against her, and this time he will be ruthless.

It's just that after today's accident, Yang Jian and her are absolute mortal enemies, and they will definitely fight in the future, and only one of the two can survive.

If Yang Jian hadn't come here, he might not be able to pose any threat to her in a short period of time, and he would even be hunted down by her a few times.

However, Yang Jian came, got it, and went in......

Life is like this, the end is a deep source of blessing, and the Taoist ancestor is blessed.

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