After the black hole on the entire Blood Blade Forbidden received the last Sun Fengzhao, and all the attacks against it stopped and disappeared, it automatically and slowly became smaller, and finally magically restored its original blood-red forbidden, standing quietly on the wilderness, and did not spread the further trend and actions of harming the surrounding livestock as Sun Fengzhao and others estimated. It was as if he was waiting for the return of the monks who had entered this ancient battlefield before he had completed his mission.

Sun Fengzhao did not know that he was sucked into a black hole, forbidden to restore the original scene. At this time, Sun Fengzhao only felt that there was a huge force that was constantly throwing his fragile body left and right, and the huge suction and pulling force impacted his fragile body. He desperately wanted to resist, but Sun Fengzhao, whose blood was surging in his chest and his mind was swollen, had no time and possibility. Sun Fengzhao already felt that he was being torn apart little by little by the terrifying power in the black hole.

If it weren't for the fact that the whole body was firmly sucked, and all the mana in the body seemed to be solidified, Sun Fengzhao wanted to roar loudly to vent the oppressive power that he was about to collapse, but he couldn't.

Fortunately, it all came ferociously and ended quickly. It was as if in a short moment, Sun Fengzhao felt that his whole body was loose, and he fell straight down inexplicably.

"Bang!" A muffled snort, Sun Fengzhao only felt that he had fallen heavily on a piece of mud. For a while, in the dark and heavy space, while raising a layer of dust, Sun Fengzhao's nervous wheezing and painful moans from time to time also sounded.

After a long time, Sun Fengzhao, who was finally able to mobilize his mana to heal his injuries and recover his physical strength, scolded angrily: "Okay, you old man Yao, I will see that I don't dismantle your cheap bones later!"

But just after Sun Fengzhao was so slightly distracted, Sun Fengzhao, who sat up, suddenly felt a spiritual pressure that broke through his body and let go for a while.

Sun Fengzhao struggled to resist this spiritual pressure, and with a painstaking turn of his fingers, a fireball emerged from the top of his index finger, and the firelight immediately illuminated Sun Fengzhao's close body.

The light that the fireball could produce could only illuminate a small area under Sun Fengzhao's feet, and in the distance, it was still in a dark red darkness. It was the ground under his feet, and after Sun Feng looked at it clearly, he was stunned all of a sudden.

Because his feet were full of white bones, skulls, ribs, and leg bones...... Large and small, branched forks, criss-crossed piles more than half a meter thick. Most of them are human skeletons.

With a "whoosh", the hairs on Sun Fengzhao's body stood up. Do you feel like you've fallen into a mass grave? How can there be so many bones?

It took a long time for Sun Fengzhao to muster up the courage to step forward with his left leg, and with a "click", he just stepped out and broke several human bones. The voice was loud, harsh, and evocative in the silence of the space. Sun Fengzhao hurriedly stopped his progress and looked around nervously, as if he was afraid of causing something abnormal.

I listened attentively for a while, but fortunately, there was no movement or change around, but I found the "rune treasure" that was already dim and did not have much mana left. Sun Fengzhao took back the talisman treasure in heartache, so he took another leg with confidence, and of course a few bones that he didn't know who was in life were trampled on.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to......! Old man Yao...... Chen Wu...... The fat man surnamed Chu ......" Sun Fengzhao kept muttering about the monks who had entered this place with him, but the people took a few steps forward with difficulty. But Sun Fengzhao finally found that he was the only one in the place, and the other monks were incapsulated by the black hole and thrown there.

He didn't know what this place was, and he couldn't see where the entry and exit were, but he took a few steps in the direction of the thin air flow.

"I've heard that there is such a thing as a teleportation array in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, but didn't Old Man Yao say that the prohibition of this ancient battlefield was naturally formed? How could it also have the function of teleportation?"

Sun Fengzhao, who was thinking about himself, suddenly made a "bang" under his feet, which was still the sound of stepping on bones tired of hearing, but a sharp sound caused by metal collision. Sun Fengzhao hurriedly stopped, bent down, and took a look at the broken bones with the magic sword still in his hand.

In the pile of bones, there was a broken sword, rusty, and the hilt was rotten, and it was impossible to tell what age it was. But in the sword body of the two severed swords, there was still a speck of ghostly light shining out.

Sun Fengzhao was surprised and delighted, and was pleasantly surprised to see the simple shape of this sword, it was definitely a low-level magic sword. Compared with the style of the magic sword that Sun Feng saw now, and the sword body is particularly wide. Judging by the style and the degree of decay, you can know that this magic sword will not be the product of the immortal cultivation realm in the last few hundred or thousands of years.

But unfortunately, if this is a complete ancient magic sword, it would be fine. At this time, it is just right to pick up Sun Fengzhao to defend himself, in this dangerous and unpredictable place, Sun Fengzhao really needs a magic weapon at hand. Sun Fengzhao now has a lot of high-end goods around him, but he uses too few ordinary goods like him. The spiritual power required to use those magic weapons, runic treasures, and high-level magic weapons every time they were used was too huge, and Sun Fengzhao didn't dare to use them easily. Otherwise, once consumed, when Sun Fengzhao is in danger again, he will be like a baby without backhand.

I didn't find a complete ancient magic weapon, and this half of the remnant sword was better than nothing, and Sun Fengzhao finally picked up the broken sword carefully.

This sword is quite heavy to start with, and I don't know what material it is. After taking a closer look, he really couldn't find any clues, so Sun Fengzhao had no choice but to give up and move on.

Further on, I kept finding metal objects among the bones, including arrowheads, spear tips, broadswords, plate axes, and spears of low-level magic weapons...... There are also oddly shaped weapons of other armed armies.

These broken blades are very similar to arming a regular army, but these blades are all low-level magic weapons with spiritual power. But the materials are much harder and heavier than the modern immortal cultivation realm magic weapons that Sun Fengzhao knows.

"Is there so many monks in the ancient period that they can form an army, and if the immortal cultivation realm in the ancient period is so powerful, how can the enemy go to war with it?"

Sun Fengzhao walked slowly all the way, the terrain in front of him became more and more empty, and Sun Fengzhao was also puzzled all the way. The fragments and bones everywhere confirm the existence of this ancient battlefield, but in some places, when Sun Fengzhao began to find many standing bones, he became puzzled, because the skeleton of this body, some of which were hung with fragments of armor, some were bare-chested, some were inserted with weapons in their bodies, and some were entangled with other skeletons...... The shapes are different but lifelike, and you can imagine the battle from its shape - it was definitely a big battle, but they were all standing, as if they died instantly, and they have maintained this shape for many years, and they have not changed.

"Look at the number of bones and the scale of the weapons, it must be a confrontation between the two armies on the battlefield, not a group fight between ordinary sectarian monks!"

The further I went, the more bones remained in this pre-death posture. The scene also showed signs of grandeur and tragedy. Sun Fengzhao roughly estimated that there were tens of thousands of bones in these corpses along the way. Looking at such a grand scene, Sun Fengzhao couldn't help but wonder: If these were all ancient monks, what was the purpose of such a general battle? Second, the battles between monks were usually earth-shattering, but this place was not destroyed, what was the force that protected this place? Also, the monks all had a lot of magical powers, and it was more difficult for them to die than mortals, but what was the force that fixed them forever at that moment?

These doubts appeared intermittently in Sun Fengzhao's mind, but he couldn't explain any of them.

"I'll fly up and see, so I can determine the way forward!"

Sun Fengzhao, who felt that his mana had recovered a little, just wanted to use the power of the sword to fly and observe the way forward in the air, when he moved his mana, and the person did not fly, but the fluctuation of mana suddenly caused an avalanche effect. All of a sudden, the bones of the ancient monks who were originally standing, because of the mana fluctuation that Sun Fengzhao had just missed, triggered a chain reaction of the surrounding spiritual power fluctuations, and those skeletons fell to the ground with a bang.

Those who were in the middle of the battle, suddenly encountered some accident, all of them almost had time to do anything, and died at the same time, and they were forever still in this moment, and for many years after that, they stood like this for many years, until Sun Fengzhao lifted off the failed Edgeworth just now, and they all fell down.

"Is there a flight ban here?" Sun Fengzhao, who had just figured out the situation, looked at the bones with a guilty look on his face, but he didn't have time to make any remedies.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry uncles, I'm ...... Alas......"

Just as Sun Fengzhao was arching at the bones under his feet and around his body, a slight blowing sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

Sun Fengzhao turned his head suddenly, there was nothing behind him, but the sound of blowing was still in his ears.

Sun Fengzhao was immediately frightened, he took a deep breath, he didn't know what was behind it, but it was certain that in this environment, what Sun Fengzhao could associate with would definitely not be a human being!

In this place, people can think of many possible existences, and at this time, Sun Fengzhao only has a low-level magic sword in his hand.

Although this low-level magic sword obtained from Yu Lao Er had blessed the essence blood of immortal cultivators with special methods, it was more powerful than ordinary low-level magic weapons. But just when Sun Fengzhao's fingertip fireball technique finally burned out, the firelight jumped suddenly, lit up like a return to the light, and then went out. Sun Fengzhao's heart tightened inexplicably, and something strange suddenly appeared, and the blowing sound in his ears suddenly became turbid. He only felt a biting wind cut towards the back of his neck, and the cold feeling stimulated him to stand up in an instant!

Sun Fengzhao subconsciously clenched the magic sword in his hand, his heart was ruthless, and he swung his sword and slashed at the guy who was blowing behind him without turning his head back to the direction of the blow.