With the script in hand, attack the villain Xianzun

Chapter 38 Ancient Battlefield

"Then what are you waiting for?" Mu Lin smiled and walked towards the palace, "My seat's gambling luck has always been good."

Seeing that someone was going to break the barrier, the monks were in a commotion again.

Those who have good things want to join in to grab a spot, or they are held back by their companions or nearby monks.

"You don't want to die, that's Zhenjun Yushi!"

When they heard that it was Mu Linxiao, the evil spirit, those who had thought carefully retreated immediately.

However, there were still some people who dared to go here to explore their spiritual sense, and when they found that they were not attacked, they became more courageous.

Others followed suit.

"Little master, what should I do?"

Hua Wanzhao said: "I don't know if you have heard a saying, the only thing in martial arts in the world is speed. No matter what kind of moves or techniques, if you can achieve the ultimate in speed, you will be among the first-class."

"Little master means..."

Mu Linxiao deserves to be the proud child who gave birth before the age of a hundred, and Hua Wanzhao understood what she meant with just one sentence.

He stood a foot away from the barrier, using his spiritual power with one hand.

The golden spiritual power condensed into the shape of a small sword at his fingertips, emitting a dazzling golden light as he controlled the spiritual power.

When the little sword touched the barrier, everyone could hear a sharp and ear-piercing sound.

This sound was not only harsh, but also directly hit the monk's spiritual consciousness.

"drink!"

With a low shout, the barrier is broken!
The wind with a simple atmosphere came oncoming through the damage.

"Little master, fellow nephews, let's go."

Mu Lin smiled and shook his sleeves, and entered the one-person-high hole first.

Ning Chenhao immediately followed.

Hua Wanzhao scanned it with her spiritual sense, but still did not see Ming Yiqian and Yan Xi, she sighed and walked into the entrance of the cave.

Wen Jingfeng and Feng Bumei looked at each other.

"Hurry up, this barrier can repair itself." Mu Linxiao urged on the other side of the barrier.

The two saw that the edge of the broken barrier was slowly returning to the cage, and immediately ducked in.

Some people also saw this scene and wanted to pick up a ready-made bargain, but they didn't expect that the speed was not fast enough. When they reached the entrance of the cave, the enchantment had recovered so much that it could only accommodate one hand.

After another hesitation, the enchantment returned to its original state.

"Damn! The treasures must have been swallowed by them!"

Someone cursed under his breath.

"Oh, that's Zhenjun Yushi, he has the ability to say it in front of his face."

"What happened?"

Ming Yiqian and Yan Xi came late, along with Cheng Yingying and others.They seem to have heard someone talking about Yushi Zhenjun.

Some monks told them: "You are one step late, Zhenjun Yushi just took two disciples, Dao Yanzong Wen Jingfeng, and Wandu Linfeng Young Master in."

Some people gloated and said, "It's really only a short while away."

Ming Yiqian ignored the harsh words of these people, and said to the others: "Well, let's see if we can go in. If not, then go and look around the temple."

The rest of the disciples had no objections.

***
The space here is much bigger than expected.

Although the history books say that Qingning Secret Realm is an ancient battlefield, after entering the scope of the temple, the temple is indeed very dilapidated, but after entering the enchantment, Hua Wanzhao believes that this is really an ancient battlefield
Compared with the corpses everywhere in front of you, the broken walls and ruins outside are more like the dilapidation caused by natural weathering after the building was abandoned.

"It seems that the situation at the time was very tragic."

Ning Chenhao pulled out a sword stuck on the ground. The sword seemed to have been scorched by some kind of flame. The whole sword was scorched black, and the blade was broken in many places. There are scars visible to the naked eye, some seem to be hit by heavy weapons, and there are also traces left by sharp knives.

The stone bricks underfoot were covered with possible black spots.

It was formed after blood oxidized and coagulated.

"Ok?"

Mu Linxiao picked up a knife. The blade of this knife was broken, but it still exuded a cold light. It seemed that the countless years in the secret realm had no effect on it.

"This knife is not bad, I can't see any material, it should not be bad. Little master, please put it away."

Hua Wanzhao silently put it into the storage bag.

"The barrier outside is so strong, will it be so safe inside?" Wen Jingfeng wondered.

Feng Bumei said: "I haven't found any poison so far."

"Haven't you seen it yet?"

Ning Chenhao said lightly: "This should be the former site of the ancient school where the sea of ​​anger and sun set."

Wen Jingfeng was startled: "The last battle of the Great War of Ancient Times, the battle of the first sect to destroy the sect?!"

"Look!"

Before they knew it, they had already reached the gate of the main hall.

There are three large golden characters on the plaque above.

Ask Tiandian!
"It seems that the broken knife just now belonged to Bei Lie, the No.1 knife repairman at that time." Feng Bumei's voice trembled a little.

"Tell me, why did the powerful people at that time waste so much effort to set up such an enchantment?" Hua Wanzhao said, "For such an enchantment that can repair itself, there must be a heaven in the enchantment to maintain its operation." Materials and treasures."

"Could it be—"

All are aware that they are in a very dangerous situation.

At some point, a thin black mist rose between the bluestone bricks under his feet.

Wen Jingfeng clenched the folding fan in his hand: "It's coming..."

"Roar--"

A half-humanoid creature with a height of nearly two meters, scarlet eyes, and black scales loomed.

Feng Bumei was shocked: "It turned out to be a demon!"

Wen Jingfeng: "Is the demon clan still sealed here?!"

The demons are different from the fallen demons of the monks. The demons in the history books are cruel and bloodthirsty, powerful, and feed on people and monks.

However, wasn't the Demon Race expelled after the Great War of the Ancients?
"Perhaps it was because the raging sea and the setting sun had no energy left to fight again. At that time, the cultivation world was dragged down by this protracted war, so we could only make a bad plan and sacrifice the entire sect to gain a breather for the cultivation world." Ning Chenhao said.

"How to deal with this thing?" Wen Jingfeng asked.

The history books only wrote about the evil deeds of the demons, but they didn't say how to kill the demons.

Mu Linxiao reprimanded lightly: "Why panic, you can kill beasts, why can't you kill demons?"

Before the words were finished, a dodge came to the back of the unformed demon, and slashed down with a sword.

"Keng--"

Unexpectedly, the blade broke before it fell three inches.

It's no wonder that Mu Linxiao is a Nascent Soul cultivator, so naturally his natal sword cannot appear in the Qingning Secret Realm. What he is using now is the ordinary long sword used by his disciples for practice.

"use this!"

Hua Wanzhao picked up a sword that was still in good condition with one foot, Mu Linxiao grabbed it and stabbed forward at the same time.

This time, the sword pierced into the demon's body without hindrance, and at the same time a stream of spiritual fire passed into the demon's body through the sword.

In an instant, the unformed demon turned into a big fireball.

There was a pungent stench in the air, and everyone couldn't help covering their mouths and noses.

After avoiding the foul smell, Wen Jingfeng said, "This demon is no big deal."

"One is no big deal, what about a group?"

Mu Linxiao's voice sounded.

At this time, the square in front of the main hall was almost covered by black mist, and there were more than ten tall black shadows forming as far as the eyes could see.

Wen Jingfeng took a breath.

Mu Lin smiled and swung the sword: "Little master, you can't be soft-hearted now..."

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