Wen Yao must be using some kind of magical power, but why did he activate it the moment he entered the Pinggu battlefield?
But Chen Kuang knew very little about double pupils and Wen Yao.
It's impossible to guess what he is trying to do just by guessing.
Moreover, Chen Kuang now has a more intuitive problem.
In fact, he didn't want to be the last one to go in. He hesitated for a moment and could only watch everyone else leave, leaving him alone.
As for the reason for his hesitation...
Chen Kuang twitched his lips and looked at the Salt and Plum Sword in his hand.
Jiang Yunqing left, but didn't take his sword with him!
Chen Kuang didn't even have time to call out to Jiang Yunqing, and for a moment he stared at the sword in silence.
Forget it, this is not his fault. It was Jiang Yunqing who forgot!
If we happen to meet him in this ancient battlefield, I will return the sword to him...
Chen Kuang shook his head, put the jade slip away, held the sword, and jumped into the stone gate.
…
"Daoist disciples, we will never retreat!"
"You demonic scums from the Bitian Mansion, die right there!!!!"
"The Xuanshen Dao Sect is right behind us, we will not take a single step back!!!"
"kill!!!!"
Chen Kuang came back to his senses from his trance, and heard deafening shouts of killing in his ears, and a glaring blood-red scene in front of his eyes.
His pupils immediately constricted, his temples throbbed suddenly, and the hairs all over his body stood on end, and his alarm bells rang out in a sudden rush!
The last time I had such a big reaction on a "whim" was when I faced the Saint's finger!
Right in front of him, a disciple in a Taoist robe was instantly chopped in half, with blood and flesh flying everywhere!
Blood splashed in his face, and Chen Kuang retreated quickly with an ugly expression, while quickly observing his surroundings.
When he saw the surroundings clearly, he almost immediately took a breath of cold air.
Mountains of corpses and seas of blood!
It’s not that Chen Kuang hasn’t seen even bloodier and crueler scenes before. In the Taixu Illusionary Realm, he broke into the depths of the imperial palace alone and killed the 50,000 black-armored soldiers, causing him to suffer a mental breakdown.
The corpses were piled up like a mountain, and the blood at the feet was even above the ankles.
But it still cannot compare to the shock brought by the scene in front of me at this moment.
Among the 50,000 black-armored soldiers, at least half can only be called ordinary people, who have not even opened their five orifices and can only be called martial artists.
Without the support of the formation, Chen Kuang could only kill mortals.
And the sea of blood and corpses before his eyes was actually made up of practitioners!
The Awakening Realm, the Innate Realm, the Tower Ascending Realm, the Sea Breaking Realm, the Moon Embracing Realm, and even the Grandmaster Realm...
They are just part of this sea of corpses and blood!
Among the corpses within sight, there were at least hundreds of cultivators who were at the same Denglou Realm as Chen Kuang!
And there are at least twenty people in Pi Hai and Bao Yue!
At this moment, countless practitioners in Taoist robes continued to fall one after another, and then became part of this sea of corpses and blood.
Purgatory is just like this!
Chen Kuang took a deep breath and swallowed subconsciously. His throat was extremely dry. The spiritual energy in his body was surging violently, sweeping through his whole body.
What battlefield had he entered?!
"Boom..."
The ground shook violently, as if it had suffered a heavy blow. Above the sky, blazing flames shot out, lighting up the night sky like day.
"唳——!!!"
The huge flame flapped its wings and flew like a huge firebird that covered the sky and the sun, sweeping across the entire battlefield, and countless streams of fire flew down!
These countless flying flames illuminated the endless and magnificent city floating in the night sky.
Above the city, there were densely packed practitioners casting spells.
Chen Kuang suddenly looked up, and in an instant, he saw a slender figure standing in the air behind the blazing firebird.
Saint?!
He forced himself to calm down a little. No, not... it was the Xuanxuan Realm!
Top three grades!
What the hell is going on?
Chen Kuang took two steps back. Wasn’t it said that the chance of entering the upper third-grade battlefield was very small?
He can't be so unlucky, right? !
Chen Kuang was almost laughing out of anger. He now really suspected that he might have missed out on a passive skill, which was "unfortunate"!
Fortunately, there is at least a safety measure...
Although he probably won't use it so early, at least he can feel a little more at ease and have a bottom line.
“Crack.”
Suddenly, a cracking sound came to Chen Kuang's ears.
His heart skipped a beat, his whole body stiffened, and he took out the jade slip with an extremely grim expression.
The jade slip that was originally a whole piece has been broken into two pieces and is no longer effective!
Chen Kuang stared at the jade slip in his hand.
There was a trace of the Dao rhyme that he was very familiar with.
That is...
The "domineering" of the Martial Saint!
(End of this chapter)
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