I have a promise with the beauty

The barrier starry sky had to go through a year's preparation period before a head-on battle would take place, but the conflict between the two camps occurred half a year in advance, and it happened in the starry sky where Yang Qingshan was standing at this time.

Yang Qingshan's true form was refining the formation on the planet in the cave where he was refining, and Old Man Tianyue was left there to refine the puppet of the breath soil. Yang Qingshan's spiritual consciousness controlled the clone's body and quietly landed on it.

On a half planet, they mixed into a gathering point here.

"The latest news from the Dead Air Star Territory, come and take a look. If you miss it, you will fall behind." A vendor shouted, a jade plaque in his hand attracting the attention of everyone passing by, but this news is the most expensive thing now.

It's not something that ordinary people can afford. Besides, the two camps here seem to be harmonious. Once a baby is born, they will immediately fall out. Everyone must be careful.

"Let's take a look." Yang Qingshan walked into the depressed merchant. Suddenly the merchant had a smile on his face and whispered: "Three hundred thousand crystals."

Yang Qingshan deliberately looked hesitant and carefully took out a Qiankun bag. Seeing Yang Qingshan's desolate look, the vendor curled his lips and checked the crystals in the Qiankun bag before handing over the information in his hand.

He handed the jade plaque to Yang Qingshan, still cursing.

"You poor guy, you still want to get involved in some trouble here. Really, you can get the Necronomicon Banner?"

"The Banner of the Dead?" Yang Qingshan was stunned. Ever since he came here yesterday, he has been hearing rumors about the birth of the Banner of the Dead. It seems that this so-called Banner of the Dead is really a treasure, otherwise he would not let it go.

The two camps in this dead air star field started war half a year in advance.

After finding an inn, Yang Qingshan hid in a room and put the news jade plaque on his forehead. Suddenly, a lot of news about the recent fight for the Banner of the Dead poured into his mind.

The long-circulated flag of the dead is one of the three treasures of the hell period. It can induce the death energy within a hundred miles. Depending on the cultivation level, the Golden Immortal can induce the death energy within a million miles for his own use. If the immortal cultivator

What you are practicing is the magic of the underworld. With the banner of the undead, you can kill people beyond the level. Moreover, there is a space in the banner of the undead where you can gather the energy of death, both offensively and defensively. More importantly, it falls into the hands of the Holy Light camp.

, after purification, instead of swallowing the death energy, it swallows the holy light. Both camps regard this undead flag as a treasure that must be snatched.

"Immortal weapon, haha, this is the second time that the barrier starry sky has been fighting for many years. The last time it appeared was the Ming Yue state of mind, the legendary Nuwa's powerful combing mirror. Immortal weapon, people in those years used fairy weapons.

Using the utensil as a makeup mirror will ruin the family."

Yang Qingshan had a cynical expression on his face, then he opened his eyes, looked out through the window of the room, and stared at the area where the undead flags appeared. Here he could feel powerful collisions, and countless people

Fighting for treasure.

"Should we be fast or slow?" Yang Qingshan hesitated in his heart. After thinking about it carefully, he pondered in his heart: "The few magic tricks that I just got from the death clone have not been practiced yet. There is not much death energy here, no matter it is

When it comes to taking action, it’s time to go take a look, practice nearby, and watch the changes."

After thinking about it, Yang Qingshan packed up his things, flew out of the inn, turned into a stream of light and flew into the distance.

In the star field six million miles to the east, there is a chaotic group of meteorites. It has been eroded by the death energy for who knows how many thousands of years. There is almost no meteorite of its original color. At a glance, it is full of meteorites.

The black meteorites are so dense that no one can find any gaps. Countless meteorites collide with each other, but they do not break for a moment. You can imagine how strong the meteorites here are, and there is also a fight here.

On the battlefield, if the war starts in advance, hundreds of thousands of people are already shuttled here.

Yang Qingshan didn't want to enter the battlefield now and buried it far away to find a meteorite outside the battle range. He thought there was no one here, but when he landed, he found thousands of old monks who had entered meditation. They closed their eyes and rested, feeling

When Yang Qingshan arrived, he opened his eyes, nodded and smiled. Yang Qingshan quickly returned the smile. It seemed that there was someone here waiting to take advantage of him.

Since everyone had the same idea, they would not be stupidly hostile to each other. After Yang Qingshan saw the safety here, he found a flat place. However, to be careful, he still dug three feet into the ground and dug out a

I got into the small cave and set up a lot of formations outside, and then I started practicing with peace of mind.

Because he was close to the battlefield, the death energy was very strong. A small whirlpool slowly formed in the small cave where Yang Qingshan was. The saints around him were stunned. They saw that Yang Qingshan was practicing some insidious techniques and misunderstood Yang Qingshan.

Qingshan was not a good person. In order not to cause trouble, some saints stood up and stayed away from Yang Qingshan. However, Yang Qingshan smiled in the cave and began to practice with more peace of mind.

This training lasted nearly three months. With Yang Qingshan's current strength, it is very easy to practice a few tricks. He has learned all the tricks of the God of Death. This is not proficient, but the speed of collecting death energy is very fast.

It sped up a lot, and the small whirlpool outside the cave turned into a huge whirlpool, covering an area of ​​a hundred miles. When Yang Qingshan rushed out of the cave, he was the only one on the small meteorite.

"Haha, I scared you away." Yang Qingshan smiled and glanced at the melee in the distance that was gradually stopping. He knew that three consecutive months of fighting was enough to kill many people. At this time, there were only a few scattered spots on the battlefield, and a large number of people took advantage of it.

All the saints have crawled into this star field where meteorites collide.

Yang Qingshan followed the information and decided to go to the place where the Banner of the Dead was born. He saw almost no people along the way and came to an empty star field with a radius of 10,000 miles. For some unknown reason, there was a faint atmosphere here.

The light curtain blocked the flying meteorites. Countless meteorites were smashed outside the light curtain, and finally turned into balls of death, forming a black mist that could not be dispersed. This was almost invisible in the starry sky, and made this place

Becoming more mysterious.

Without being able to see the situation inside, Yang Qingshan flew around for a distance and saw many people silently outside surrounded by the mist of death, daring not to enter.

"Brother, come." There was a group of people in the distance, about a dozen people, among whom a little old man waved to Yang Qingshan with a smile.

Yang Qingshan didn't hesitate much, flew over and said with a smile: "Senior, do you have any advice?"

"Seeing as your cultivation level is only at the level of a small immortal, aren't you afraid of being alone here?" the little old man chuckled.

"Afraid? I'm not afraid just because I'm alone." Yang Qingshan said very bachelorly.

The little old man was stunned for a moment, then he chuckled and said, "Are you interested in joining us?"

"Together?" Yang Qingshan looked behind the little old man, squinting and shaking his head.

"Don't worry, I have a big formation here, but it can't be formed without one person, so I want to find another one. I saw you were alone, so I thought I could persuade you, but I didn't expect you to like someone alone, little brother."

"Is the formation very powerful?" Yang Qingshan asked curiously, with a serious expression on his face.

"Of course it's powerful. This is a crystal formation of twenty people. The enemy must be at the level of a fairy." The little old man also became serious.

"Oh?" Yang Qingshan pondered for a moment, and finally smiled: "Okay, but if you get the treasure..."

"Equity." The little old man rushed to speak, with an extremely serious face: "Our absolute tribute, this is a battlefield, although there are two camps, but we, Yang, are just here to hunt for treasures. Who cares about the pills and pills exchanged for the points?

Resources.”

At this point, the little old man saw Yang Qingshan sighing in despair and quickly shut up.

"It's okay, let's just stay together." Yang Qingshan smiled.

"That's good, let's all get to know each other. And leave each other's spiritual consciousness and blood to prevent betrayal." The little old man breathed a sigh of relief.

Twenty people are all at the level of immortals. They are indeed weak in this battlefield. If they don't unite together, even if they pick up treasures, they will only be snatched away by the strong. Yang Qingshan saw that everyone left each other's blood.

Then a drop of blood essence was dripped out, and as expected, he had mastered the essence blood of nineteen people on the other side. Whenever there was an abnormal heartbeat, they would know each other. It was indeed an effective imitation of betrayal.

The little old man's formation was not very powerful in Yang Qingshan's eyes, but in everyone's eyes it was extremely powerful.

It took the little old man several days to get everyone familiar with the formation, and the worry on his face disappeared. Together with everyone, he formed a formation of twenty stars. As it gradually shrank, the twenty people merged into each other.

At the middle point, this large formation of twenty people completely integrated the bodies and cultivation of the twenty people, and transformed into a radiant human form. As soon as they stamped their feet on the small planet, the planet instantly turned into powder, and then flew towards the black

The fog of death.

"Everyone, be careful. There will be a period of confusion the moment you enter. If you are not careful, you will be eroded by the death energy here and turn into a walking zombie. This area was originally a black dead zone. Once you enter, you will not be able to get out."

The little old man controlled the formation and slowly entered the fog.

Yang Qingshan slowly opened his eyes and looked at the twenty people crowded together in a special formation space. Everyone could see the illusion of the foreign name. It was indeed a lifeless space. There was an unbelievable tranquility that could almost be heard.

To the heartbeats of some saints within a hundred miles.

Just when everyone was breathing a sigh of relief, a whining sound suddenly came from the consciousness. This was a sound that was erupted when the death energy flowed violently. It was a sound that could not be heard with the physical ears. It could only be heard through the consciousness. Suddenly, some people felt uneasy.

The person's face became ferocious.

"Hold on, we'll be out of the outer black light in another minute." The little old man said seriously, releasing his consciousness to help stabilize his emotions.

When Yang Qingshan saw this, he had no choice but to help. After all, it was a large formation of twenty people. If one person was missing, the formation would be destroyed, so his consciousness was quietly released to protect the other nineteen people, and they were still safe in the end.

He walked out of the outermost circle of light and suddenly saw two worlds, one black and one white.

"This is the black dead zone where the Banner of the Dead was born? Half black and half white is like a Tai Chi." Yang Qingshan pondered.