Heavenly God Mnemonic

The front five-star thousand realms, an old man from the immortal dynasty, Wan Yanxiong, has been stuck in the middle of the five-star thousand realms for hundreds of years. When he was desperate, he suddenly came to the ancient battlefield and let him use it up. The means get a quota.

After watching Yang Qingxuan fight Lin Rui and Dongfang Mingzhu, he was even more excited, full of infinite desire for power, and the first one rushed out and flew towards the ancient bronze door.

A large amount of dark energy poured in from all directions, causing him to fall into it at once, as if stepped on the air.

But Wan Yanxiong was prepared for a long time, snorted coldly, tapped his feet, and at the same time patted forward with a palm. With a "bang", he broke the dark energy and blasted a way out.

"Hahahaha."

Wan Yanxiong laughed a few times, and when the figure shook, the undercurrent surging came out. When he reached the ancient bronze door, he was about to step in. Suddenly, a loud roar came out from the door, and then he burst into force-shoot- come out.

"what!--"

Wan Yanxiong gave a scream, was hit, and flew out, falling into the undercurrent again.

Fortunately, he had a battle suit on his body. Although he was shattered by the vigorous blast, it at least protected the vitals of his body. After falling into the dark surge, he found rope-like black qi pouring from all directions, completely restraining him.

"No! Save me."

Wan Yanxiong yelled in horror, and two powerful sword auras shot from the left to the right, and cut the black aura.

It was the other two of the Immortal Dynasty who shot.

Wan Yanxiong shook his power again, blasted the surrounding dark energy away, slammed her body skills violently, and escaped from the inside.

This change caused everyone to stop in horror, and no one dared to rush forward, all at a loss.

Wan Yanxiong took his life back, looking at the broken armor on his chest, full of anger, and shouted at Dongfang Qingmu: "Master Qingmu, please give me an explanation."

Dongfang Qingmu shot a sneer in his eyes, and said contemptuously: "Stupid, still telling? Am I your father or your nanny? How old are you and you still consider yourself a baby? Ashamed, just get out if you dare not play! "

Wan Yanxiong's face was pale, he felt the strange gazes around him, his old face blushed, and he hid in the crowd and stopped speaking.

A disciple from the Eastern family said: "The ancient battlefield is full of all kinds of strange energies and battle spirits, and dangers will appear from time to time, so everyone must be very careful. How can there be a safe experience in this world? Every opportunity is obtained. It's not a fight for life and death."

After finishing speaking, he flashed open the undercurrent energy and went directly to the ancient bronze door, then took out a large golden shield, shielded half of his body, and flashed directly into it.

Everyone saw that he had entered safely, and there was a spectrum in their hearts, and they all flew to the door one by one, then displayed various defenses, and filed in.

A hundred people from the Saint Clan came, and there were more than 2,000 disciples from the Eastern family. They soon joined the majority. More than a dozen people were attacked, but because they were prepared, they all managed to survive. Two of them were lucky. No, because he was seriously injured by the bombing, he had to return to the floating island to recover from his injuries, and was temporarily unable to enter.

Yang Qingxuan said to the two women: "Let's go."

Then the light turned out, shrouded the three of them, and then blasted away, directly through the undercurrent of energy, and entered the ancient bronze door.

Dongfang Qingmu watched Yang Qingxuan's disappearing figure, slowly closed his eyes, and practiced on the floating island, as if the rest of the people were not worth seeing.

Yang Qingxuan couldn't help being stunned when he entered the ancient bronze door.

It's not what you imagined, it's full of vitality everywhere, a lush area of ​​flowers, plants and trees all over the mountains, and the grass grows and warblers fly, giving people a thriving scene.

There are still many people stunned around, apparently beyond their expectations.

When Yang Qingxuan came in, they all dispersed with a "wow", afraid to stand beside him.

There are also some female disciples from the Eastern family, all cheeks flushed, Qiu Bo Ming sent it.

Zi Yuan showed hostility and said coldly: "These little sao-hooves-zi."

Midnight's mind was in the surrounding environment, and said in surprise: "Why is it completely different from what is written in the materials?"

In the jade slip that Zixia gave them, the description of the ancient battlefield of Tongtian is a barren land, full of death and all kinds of chaotic energies, as well as a large number of strong people's unyielding will, which has been floating in the void for countless years. Touched, it is very likely to be possessed or crushed to death.

Zi Yuan said: "Will the barrenness have become vitality after so many years? After all, under the jurisdiction of the Eastern family, it is okay to send people in from time to time to plant flowers and plants."

Midnight said: "Look at these disciples from the Eastern family, they are equally astonished, and they dare not move forward. Obviously they didn't plant it."

The disciples of the Eastern aristocratic family also stayed at the door, but they clearly understood this place better than Yang Qingxuan and the others. After being astonished, they flew forward and quickly disappeared from sight.

Zi Yuan said: "Let's go too, it seems that the danger is not great, and this is the edge of the ancient battlefield."

Yang Qingxuan's eyes fell on an Eastern disciple.

The disciple had just entered and was startled by the sight of his eyes. He immediately felt Yang Qingxuan's gaze, and was so frightened that he hurried to leave.

Yang Qingxuan smiled faintly, and stretched out his hand to catch, that escape light was pinched in an instant, that disciple was just the pinnacle of the realm king, and he caught him in the air with a gentle move, and he was very scared.

"Spare! Son of mercy, we have no grievances and no grudges, please spare me."

Yang Qingxuan said, "Don't cry, you must have information about the ancient battlefield in the sky, right? Give me a copy and you can leave."

Only then did the disciple understand, where he dared to defy, took out a few jade slips and handed them to Yang Qingxuan honestly, saying, "It's all here."

Yang Qingxuan said, "Did you collect it yourself or distribute it by your family?"

The disciple said: "As long as you pass the test and get a quota, the family will send everyone a copy of information."

Yang Qingxuan waved his hand and said, "Okay, you can go now."

The disciple was relieved, hurriedly clasped his fists to thank, and then ran away.

Yang Qingxuan did not rush forward. He read these jade slips carefully, and read them again to Ziyuan Ziye, and then said with a smile: "The internal information of the Eastern family is indeed much more comprehensive than that collected by Zixia from outside. ."

Midnight was overjoyed and said: "With such detailed information and maps, this journey is much easier."

Yang Qingxuan nodded and said, "Let's go too, but before we go, we must find out the true way."

Zi Yuan asked in confusion: "The real road?"

Yang Qingxuan said: "Even in the materials of the Eastern family, there is no record of such a green area, and it is growing at the door."

Both women's expressions changed, and they seemed to realize something.