The genius talisman doesn't want to work hard

Chapter 158 The Ancient Battlefield
"Where is the entrance to the ancient battlefield?" Tang Mo irritatedly kicked the weeds beside his feet.

She searched back and forth twice, not letting go of both sides of the strait, but she didn't find a single abnormality.

Fu Yunxiu frowned and thought, the map clearly indicated that it was at the eighth bend, how could it not?Could it be that this map is fake?

This is the eighth bend, right? Fu Yunxiu looked at the river, and suddenly his heart moved. He said, "Are we thinking too complicated?"

Tang Mo asked "Huh?" in confusion.

"The eighth bend on the map may refer to that bend, not any other places around." The more Fu Yunxiu talked, the more likely he felt, and he said decisively: "Let's go into the water."

The two flew over the eighth bend and carefully sensed the changes in the space.

Sure enough, the entrance is in the void above the curve, so it's too hard to find!
Tang Mo was speechless.

But in any case, this trip is not in vain.

Fu Yunxiu hugged Tang Mo, and said softly, "Go in."

Tang Mo leaned lazily in his arms and nodded.

In the next second, Fu Yunxiu accelerated into the void and disappeared instantly.

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Inside the ancient battlefield.

A group of young people are fighting hard, surrounded by a group of mummy wearing old battle armor and holding rusty weapons.

"Damn it! The fighting spirit of these war corpses is too strong! They won't be scattered at all!" A young man said bitterly, "I'm afraid I'm going to die here this time."

"Don't give up, there is still a chance." The black-clothed swordsman next to him said: "The northeast is relatively weak, so we can gather our combat power and break out."

Hearing this, several warriors who had already shown despair lifted their expressions and moved towards the northeast one after another.While blocking other war corpses, most of the attacks were focused on the northeast direction.

After a while, everyone broke through with difficulty, and only seven of the original 13 people remained.

There was no time to grieve, and they continued to flee for their lives.

Fighting and running, the spiritual power of the seven people was consumed extremely quickly, and it didn't take long for signs of spiritual power to be exhausted, but there were still dozens of corpses left.

One of the youths suddenly roared, completely gave up resistance, and rushed towards the group of corpses.

"do not want!"

"return!"

The rest of the people yelled hoarsely.

The only answer to them was a loud bang.

The young man blew himself up, but because his spiritual power was almost exhausted, the power wasn't that strong, and only three or four nearby battle corpses were killed.

This kind of death is nothing short of tragic.

The crowd had tears in their eyes, and they were about to desperately yell.

At this moment, the void above their heads twisted suddenly, and two figures fell down, landing straight among the corpses.

Tang Mo looked up, was startled by Zhan Zombie, and subconsciously threw out a punch.

The Zhan Zombie staggered after being hit, and regained his footing after a while.

When Fu Yunxiu saw this, he also slapped it out, which contained a powerful lightning magnetic force field.

The war corpse was slapped and flew away and never got up again. The fighting spirit hovering between his brows also instantly left and drifted towards Fu Yunxiu.

The fighting spirit was illusory, like a mass of invisible energy, Fu Yunxiu was unprepared, and let it penetrate directly between the eyebrows and merged into the sea of ​​consciousness.

He couldn't help being surprised.

Tang Mo raised his head sensitively and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fu Yunxiu frowned, and said, "There seems to be something... Be careful!"

Before he could finish speaking, another battle corpse attacked, and the magnetic field of lightning spread directly, protecting the two of them.All the corpses that approached were directly strangled by the force field.

Intangible fighting intent penetrated into his brows one after another, merging into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Fu Yunxiu was terrified, and he didn't dare to let Tang Mo make a move.

With Fu Yunxiu's joining, the hopeless people once again sprouted hope and fought hard to kill the Zhan Zong.

It didn't take long for all the corpses to be dealt with.

A few young people slumped on the ground, gasping for breath, showing the smiles of the survivors of the catastrophe, but their eyes were a little red when they smiled. More than [-] of them came out together, and in the end there were only six left.

Fu Yunxiu pulled Tang Mo over and said bluntly, "Who can explain to me?"

Several people stood up quickly, and the swordsman in black said, "Thank you for saving us."

Fu Yunxiu was a little anxious, he didn't know what it was that merged with his sea of ​​consciousness, and now he wanted to figure out what harm it was and how to get rid of it.

Therefore, he spoke a little bluntly, "Anyone, tell me what those corpses are, and what is the thing that got into my eyebrow after killing them."

Tang Mo was startled, and only then did she know why Fu Yunxiu didn't let her make a move. She worriedly asked, "How do you feel now?"

Fu Yunxiu felt it carefully, shook his head and said, "I don't feel anything."

"That's because you killed too few corpses," said the swordsman.

Tang Mo and Fu Yunxiu both looked over.

The swordsman smiled and said, "Are you from outside? Don't worry, it's a fighting spirit. Not only is it harmless, but it is also beneficial to warriors."

Hearing that it was harmless, the two felt relieved, "I would like to hear the details."

"This is an ancient battlefield, and those corpses are all soldiers who died in the ancient war." The swordsman said: "No one knows how tragic that war was, only that tens of thousands of years after the end of the war, the fighting spirit on the battlefield is still strong. scattered, it condensed between the eyebrows of these corpses, forming a battle corpse."

"War corpses have no soul and are invulnerable, but they retain the fighting spirit. The only way to kill them is to defeat their fighting spirit from the front. When the war corpses die, the fighting spirit will be transferred to the person who killed them."

"The will to fight has a certain effect on improving the spirit and spirit of the warrior. Especially in battle, the will to fight will bring you a fearless and fearless aura. I heard that there are those who have mastered the will to fight, and they can disperse Jieyun by relying on their aura alone. "

Hearing this, both Tang Mo and Fu Yunxiu couldn't help but gasp.

Both of them have experienced the power of Jieyun at close range. To describe it in four words, it is scalp numbness.

They couldn't imagine how strong the momentum could be to disperse Jieyun?This is the real pervert!
Seeing that the two were so shocked, the swordsman said again: "This is just a rumor, you don't have to believe it all. I just want you to know that fighting spirit is really useful."

"But you can't absorb too much at one time. The fighting spirit is attached to the dead energy. Living people absorb too much and become dead." The youth in orange clothes reminded.

Tang Mo quickly asked: "Then how to expel the dead energy?"

The young man said: "You have to rely on your own thoughts to get rid of it, so don't absorb too much at one time. It will be troublesome if the dead energy becomes a climate."

Fu Yunxiu hastily closed his eyes and looked inside, and indeed there were wisps of black mist with an evil aura floating in the sea of ​​consciousness, which should be death aura.

He manipulated the power of thought to surround it directly, and forced it out of the body along the center of his eyebrows. Fortunately, the death energy dissipated as soon as it reached the outside world, and could not exist alone.

Fu Yunxiu breathed a sigh of relief, and thanked the two of them.

The swordsman and the young man looked at each other, and they both saw inconceivability in each other's eyes. When did it become so easy for a warrior to expel dead energy?

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