Dragon Proud Valkyrie

Chapter 910 Fighting
Ancient battlefield.

Long Hao comprehended the fighting spirit and successfully advanced to the ninth level of the Great Emperor Realm.

It is only one step away from the peak of the Great Emperor.

About to enter the realm of the ancestors.

move on.

He doesn't care about the life and death of other people at all.

The purpose of entering here is to find special stones.

"The hall?"

Suddenly.

Long Hao stopped in his tracks and stared at a huge palace not far away, which was hundreds of meters high and blood-red throughout, as if it had been stained red by fresh blood.

In front of the Blood Red Palace.

Countless corpses piled up like a mountain, one pile, two piles...

The densely packed bones made people feel their scalps go numb and their backs feel cold.

Countless corpses swept around the entire hall, bursts of desolate killing intent rushed towards his face.

The Life and Death Buddha Mirror in his hand began to hum again.

Sen Leng's killing intent couldn't resist the pace of the rest of the warriors.

"There must be opportunities in the palace."

"Go away, the palace is mine."

The rest of the hundreds of warriors frantically flocked towards the palace, and Long Hao was no exception. Under such circumstances, everyone knew that the palace must not be simple, it must have been left over from the ancient times.

Buzz, buzz, buzz....

The breath of Buddha in Long Hao's body slowly rolled out, and a small "卍" character began to condense on his forehead, exuding layers of Buddha power, covering Long Hao's body completely.

Killing cannot erode the soul, of course Long Hao knows that the killing intent condensed by countless corpses that have existed in the ancient battlefield for so many years can slowly erode the soul.

At the beginning, maybe no problems can be found, but after a long time, no one knows what will happen.

Just in case, it's better to use Fowei to resist the killing erosion.

Whoooo, whoop, whooo~~~~!

The bones are roaring, and the killing intent is roaring.

This place is simply a purgatory on earth, and no one knows how many warriors fell in the ancient battlefield back then.

The blood-red palace reveals endless killing intent and desolation.

The momentum is majestic, and the killing intent is rolling.

"I'm sorry, what's going on?"

"The palace is starting to ooze blood, sir, what's going on?"

Long Hao was also staring at the palace in front of him. At this moment, the blood-red palace began to ooze blood continuously, and all the warriors who were scared stopped in their tracks, with horror written all over their faces.

"Grass, fight!"

"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you can't get a tiger's son."

Many warriors couldn't resist the temptation at all, knowing that the blood-red hall in front of them was in danger of life and death, they still took steps.

Step by step, he walked slowly towards the blood-red hall.

The further you go, the more you can feel the terrifying bloody killings from the blood-red hall, rushing towards your face, extremely domineering.

"what!"

One of the Venerable Realm couldn't stand it anymore, and was eroded by the overbearing bloody killing, but he didn't fall, but was controlled by the killing, turned into a killing tool, and started to attack the surrounding warriors frantically.

Some warriors were slaughtered in an instant before they had time to react.

One after another, miserable screams resounded through the dark space. Endless killings swept the surroundings. More than a hundred warriors began to fight each other, and four of them began to besiege and kill Long Hao.

Of course Long Hao knew what had happened. If it wasn't for the Buddha's breath to resist, maybe his soul would also be eroded by bloody killings and become a killing tool.

Without the slightest mercy, Long Hao certainly knew that if he slackened a bit, he would be buried in the hands of these warriors who were corrupted by the killing.

boom!
Quickly cast Huang Quanning's Killing Palm, he didn't dare to use the soul martial skill at will, because until now, Long Hao didn't know if he would suffer the backlash of the bloody killing when he used the soul martial skill.

Long Hao didn't dare to gamble, and he couldn't gamble. Once he lost the bet, the consequences would be disastrous.

With Long Hao's strength, beheading several people is almost a matter of minutes, without the slightest suspense.

Less than 10 minutes before and after.

More than a hundred people all fell. Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Long Hao also sighed. It seems that the bones in the ancient battlefield are not only ancient warriors, but also warriors who keep pouring into the ancient battlefield.

Fighting each other, even unable to enter the blood-red hall, they will all be buried here.

His eyes became more and more solemn, but Long Hao still did not choose to give up, and began to walk slowly towards the blood-red hall step by step, one step, one step...

Creak, creak~~~!

The bones all over the ground made crisp sounds, and in the dark and desolate ancient battlefield, it became more and more eerie and terrifying, making people shudder.

Finally coming to the blood-red palace, Long Hao fixed his eyes on the palace gate in front of him, testing to see if it could be opened, but the palace gate was as stable as Mount Tai.

His face became more and more serious, Long Hao directly slammed his palm on the palace door fiercely, but there was still no movement.

Boom, boom, boom....

The entire ancient battlefield began to emit strong vibrations, killing and rolling, blood shaking the sky, sweeping the entire space, Long Hao did not back down, and had no idea what happened.

Countless corpses actually started to come back to life, moving slowly, looking at each of the corpses, even wielding a pair of knives, and began to stand up slowly, Long Hao's face changed suddenly, his eyes were full of disbelief.

The densely packed bones began to frantically walk towards Long Hao.

"I'm here to help you break the palace gate."

In the mind, the voice of the Great Desolate Emperor Yanlong came, and he dared not have the slightest hesitation. No one knew what would happen when the bones were resurrected, and immediately began to use the power of the Great Desolate Emperor Yanlong to forcibly attack the gate of the palace.

Long Hao knew very well in his heart that relying on his own strength alone, it was impossible to break through the gate of the palace. As for the help of the Great Desolation Emperor Yanlong, he could break through [-]% of the time.

Surrounded by countless corpses, even if there are not 1 people in my heart who don't want to believe it, I can only accept the fact that once I am surrounded by corpses, if I want to kill myself at that time, it will be difficult in one word!

Click!

boom!
It has to be said that the Great Desolation Emperor Yanlong's power is indeed strong enough, the palace door that was originally motionless began to slowly open, and with a bang, Long Hao's figure disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The bones did not dare to approach the palace at all, one after another, they began to clash crazily, endless killings swept the entire dark space.

Long Hao, who entered the blood-red hall, looked around vigilantly, being extra careful. Until now, he didn't know what the hall was or what kind of crisis existed.

There was a desolate and strange atmosphere in the whole hall, and the whole hall was dark and dark, making people feel more uncomfortable than the previous space.

The whole hall is extremely huge, and Long Hao looks very small in the hall.

(End of this chapter)