Heavenly God Mnemonic

The two disciples of the Eastern aristocratic family who were shocked in the distance were all applauded in their hearts. Although it was his own person who died, they also called him deserved.

"Let's go."

Yang Qingxuan offered a escape light, wrapped the two women, and flew away.

After about half an hour, the three of them flew down to a plain.

There is an empty ground on all sides, and you can't see the edge at a glance.

The rock polished by time and lifelessness was laid heavily under the feet, falling into a boundless silence.

Ziyuan Ziye felt depressed, and said: "This ancient battlefield is really extraordinary. Both of me have a thousand realms, and both will feel extremely uncomfortable."

Yang Qingxuan said: "This is the ancient battlefield of the Saint Clan. In the first domain war that year, how many powerhouses with more than a thousand realms died? There were even nine-star thousand realms falling here, nearly half of the animal husbandry realm Thousands of worlds are dead here. How strong should the hostility and resentment be? But because of this, it is one of the best holy places for experience. You two will practice here for a while. I will fight that. Soul fuse."

Midnight said: "We will sacrifice the treasures you gave, you are careful."

Yang Qingxuan sat in the void, a blue light flashed above his head, and the second soul rushed out, holding the dragon power iron mace, disappearing.

The deity took out the mixed spirit divine iron and unlocked the seal little by little.

The battle spirit inside roared, "Kill! Kill!"

The monstrous killing intent and the spread of hostility affected Yang Qingxuan's mind, the flow of blood accelerated, and the murderous aura in his heart surfaced little by little.

The Wu Xiu who can reach the realm of the Thousand Realms is not stained with blood on his hands, and a large amount of murderous and hostile aura is deposited in his body, but he uses his cultivation to suppress or dissolve it.

At this moment, under the will of this battle soul, those negative emotions rolled out little by little.

"not good!"

Yang Qingxuan was shocked, and immediately ran the Wuxiang Tathagata Original Wish Sutra to dissolve and clear the negative emotions in his body.

"Hahahaha!"

The soul of the war followed Yang Qingxuan's arm, rushed into his body, and laughed wildly, "I'm worried that you can't do anything about it. You actually want to swallow me, which just gave me the opportunity to possess you. It really is a dead bird for money. Death for food, hahahaha, kill! Kill!—"

The golden light on Yang Qingxuan's body dropped sharply, and a dark red color appeared on his face, and his hostility crazily poured out of his body, and behind him a huge humanoid figure appeared, wearing pierced armor and holding a broken blade in his hand. , Is waving desperately, slashing something.

A large number of memory fragments suddenly appeared in Yang Qingxuan's mind, and his eyes seemed to be covered with blood, turning a little bit of scarlet.

Countless lights and shadows swayed in front of them, and in the vast world, countless killing sounds and terrible energy mixed and stirred.

I was like a small boat in the stormy waves of this battlefield, sometimes being lifted into the void and sometimes plunged into the water, letting it float, unable to control it.

The only thought in my mind is to kill, kill, kill..., to make a way for blood, to make a way to survive...

"Boom!"

Suddenly a huge pain came, spreading all the way down from the back of the neck, and the entire back was split.

The will suddenly looked back, and saw a huge ancient bear with a height of one hundred feet, a palm shot from the sky, five fingers sharply tore the void, and a powerful energy impacted.

The memory fragment disappeared instantly, leaving only the will still reverberating, "No, no, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, kill, kill, make a way to survive..."

Yang Qingxuan's body exuded a powerful killing intent, his body trembled fiercely, his face was pale as paper, his eyes were scarlet, and cold sweat rolled from his temples.

Ziyuanzi in the distance looked terrified at night, for fear that something might happen to him.

Midnight said: "Don't worry, Qingxuan's second soul has already come out. If something happens, the second soul has already taken action to suppress it."

These words are to comfort Ziyuan, but also to comfort herself.

Suddenly, an obscure and incomprehensible chanting sounded in Yang Qingxuan's ears. It was the Wuxiang Tathagata Original Wish Sutra. Under the erosion of murderous intent, his body could not help chanting.

A series of golden runes overflowed from the body, turned into complete sentences in the air, and then sealed back into the body.

Soon, the brilliance represented by the golden scripture once again emerged from the body, shining brilliantly.

Yang Qingxuan slowly opened his eyes, and his scarlet eyes became clear.

The second soul in the void emerged and flew directly back into Yang Qingxuan's body.

Both women breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that they were all right, and then began to sacrifice their treasures with peace of mind.

Yang Qingxuan is in a state of emptiness. When he feels death, he can perceive survival, death, and survival even more.

The voice of the original wish sutra of the Wuxiang Tathagata is constantly ringing in the ears and heart, and the true essence in the body is in a peaceful state, flowing happily.

I don't know how long it took before this feeling stopped.

Yang Qingxuan slowly opened his eyes, revealing a look of joy.

"Brother Qingxuan, how's it going?"

The two women noticed his state, stopped the sacrifice, and hurriedly flew over.

"Although I'm still at the top of the three-star thousand realms, I clearly feel that we are making progress in a hundred feet. If we merge the three battle spirits, and assist with some pills, we should be able to break through."

Yang Qingxuan's confidence doubled at this moment, and said affirmatively.

Zi Yuan said with joy: "Then let's continue to search for battle spirits. Since this is an ancient battlefield, there should be a lot of battle spirits."

Yang Qingxuan said: "After so many years, a large number of battle spirits should have dispersed, or they have already been integrated by disciples of the Eastern family. Whether they can be found depends on chance."

Yang Qingxuan took out a golden jade slip, which he obtained from Dongfangzhu. Inside was a map of the ancient battlefield of Tongtian, and it was made on the basis of the popular version of the Dongfang Family.

Dongfangzhu has been in the ancient battlefield for many years, and this map is probably the most comprehensive description of the ancient battlefield in the world today.

The golden jade slip rose up a lot of brilliance, directly forming images in the void.

A map of wonders is immediately visible in front of your eyes, with a large number of green, yellow, red and gray markers on it.

Yang Qingxuan looked at it for a while, pointed to the five red marks on it, and said: "This should be a dangerous area, this one is closest to us, go here first." He moved his finger lightly, pointing to the nearest one and said.

A mountain range is vaguely visible nearby, and the red mark is in the center of the mountain's hinterland.

Midnight said: "Danger means something powerful, most likely a powerful war spirit."

Yang Qingxuan said: "It may be a powerful monster, I only know it after I go."

He immediately put away the map, and flew to the red coordinates with the two women.

Outside the ancient battlefield of Tongtian, above the floating island on Darius.

Suddenly a teleportation formation emerged, and a disciple of the Eastern family walked out of it, holding a fist and respectfully said: "I have seen Elder Aoki, there is an urgent message from the clan, saying that the energy of the ancient battlefield has been detected, please elders Look over."

After speaking, he held a pocket jade slip in both hands and handed it up.