Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1326 Cultivation Holy Land
Almost in the blink of an eye, all the people who participated in the Ten Thousand Domains War poured into the ancient battlefield.

However, compared to the huge ancient battlefield, the influx of these people is like a mud cow entering the sea, and it is impossible to cause too much waves.

This ancient battlefield is originally a small world, and it cannot be seen at all normally.

It was only because of the great war that destroyed its stability that several years later, it saw the light of day again and was selected as the main battlefield of the Ten Thousand Domains War.

When everyone entered, a halo appeared around the huge ancient battlefield.

The halo disappeared in a flash, and then the ancient battlefield that was originally vaguely visible completely disappeared into the air without a trace.

This ancient battlefield has been completely sealed off, and outsiders cannot enter.

If the people inside wanted to come out, other than waiting until the end, they had to crush their identity plates and give up the fight.

Not long after the crowd disappeared on the stone platform, figures appeared one after another in the ancient battlefield.

In order to avoid the situation of a big melee at the beginning, everyone was broken up and separated.

This is a piece of scorched land with extremely high temperature. Because of the high temperature, even the space is distorted to a certain extent.

In the scorched earth, there was still a faint flash of fire.

These fires have survived for thousands of years, which is enough to show the terrifying energy contained in them.

Huge ravines criss-cross, and there are still palpitating and terrifying fluctuations in them.

The surrounding area was completely silent, not to mention people, not even a single living thing was seen.

At this time, the air twisted for a while, and a slightly thin figure suddenly appeared in the air, and it was Mo Xian.

"It's just me alone, is it good luck or bad luck!"

After stabilizing his figure, he began to look around with a strange look on his face.

This is the ancient battlefield. Legend has it that the battle lasted for three years, turning this originally fertile land into ruins.

The power of countless huge sect families was wiped out in that battle, and was buried deep in the long river of history.

Countless strong men fell here, leaving behind their last inheritance, which was buried in this ancient battlefield.

There are also countless treasures, which were scattered everywhere after losing their owners, becoming ownerless.

And these are all waiting for Mo Xian to search.

In and out of the surroundings, broken halberds and broken swords can be seen everywhere, some scattered on the ground, and some nailed into the rocks.

Although it has passed through the years, it is still flickering with a cold light, exuding bursts of murderous aura.

Countless pale huge bones were half buried in the ground, still emitting waves of terrifying waves.

At this moment, a huge picture seemed to appear in Mo Xian's eyes.

Countless strong men are fighting in this area.

One after another figures fell, and then more figures rushed up.

The roar, the growl, seemed to never stop.

In addition to warriors, there are also countless huge ancient monsters fighting each other.

After they were domesticated, they became extremely terrifying fighting machines.

The space is trembling, the earth is cracking, like the end of the world.

Breathing the scorching hot air unique to this place, and feeling the unique atmosphere in this ancient battlefield, Mo Xian couldn't help but feel a little throbbing in his heart.

The blood kept surging up.

"War of Ten Thousand Territories, I, Mo Xian, am coming!" After a light whistle, Mo Xian's figure turned into an afterimage, and shot towards the distance.

This piece of scorched land that had been scorched for an unknown number of years was enormous, and Mo Xian wandered through it casually without seeing anything of value.

He stopped and landed on the scorching ground.

"Xiao En, do you feel it?"

"You mean, the aura of heaven and earth here?" Xiao En paused and continued: "It is indeed much richer than the outside world!"

"Well, but there seems to be something else!" Mo Xian said, holding out his palm.

In the palm of his hand, a group of heaven and earth spiritual energy soon gathered, and there were some impurities in it.

This impurity is also a kind of energy, which is much purer than the aura of heaven and earth here, but there is a hint of violent energy in it.

If you absorb refining at will, you will lose your original mind at least, and at worst, your meridians will become disordered and you will die.

"After the great war in this place, countless powerful people fell here. Although they died, the huge energy contained in their bodies has not dissipated. Although these energies have no owner, they have inherited the power of the last moment. Violence, over time, merged into the aura of heaven and earth, and became a unique energy." Xiao En said slowly, but what he said was not unreasonable.

"Oh!" Mo Xian nodded slightly, he didn't care how these energies were formed.

But among these abnormal energies, there is the power of the strong.

If he can refine and absorb it, it will definitely be of great benefit for him to step into that kind of realm in the future.

"Next, I'll practice hard here." Mo Xian muttered to himself, originally he planned to find Yin Qiantong and Xiao Wu first.

It's just that this ancient battlefield is too huge, and there is no way to find it.

After making the decision, Mo Xian immediately sat cross-legged on the scorching hot ground, and the Taiyan Tianji Art began to operate crazily.

Afterwards, the aura of heaven and earth around him hit him like a tide, which naturally also contained that special energy.

As soon as these energies entered his body, Mo Xian's body trembled violently.

The aura of heaven and earth here is extremely rich and pure, and it can definitely be regarded as a holy place for cultivation.

The power of those strong men mixed in it surprised Mo Xian even more, it could give him a little insight into the higher realm in advance, and it would be of great help to his breakthrough in the future.

While cultivating, he was also extremely careful to remove the violent aura contained in the aura of those strong men.

After practicing like this for a period of time, Mo Xian only felt that his meridians were a little swollen and painful.

This is because the aura of heaven and earth here is too special, and his meridians are not suitable for a while.

Over time, though, the condition slowly subsides and disappears quickly.

"call!"

After slowly letting out a foul breath, Mo Xian suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a flash of madness in his eyes.

Although he had tried his best to get rid of the violent breath in the strong man's aura, he was still affected by this environment.

Fortunately, this effect is not big, and it will disappear on its own.

"The energy of heaven and earth here is really extraordinary!" Mo Xian slowly clenched his fists. Although the training time this time was not long, his strength had increased significantly.

At the same time, because of the scorching aura here, Mo Linghuo also seemed extremely excited, and was automatically absorbing the scorching aura in the earth and air.

This made Mo Xian faintly feel that maybe this ancient battlefield was an opportunity for him to completely integrate the Mo Linghuo with his own power.

However, what will happen, only God knows.

And since he was able to spot the difference here, others should be able to spot it too.

In the next year, everyone's strength will probably improve by leaps and bounds, and by then, it will be a battle of all schools of thought.

At that time, this ancient battlefield will definitely be extremely lively.

Therefore, he is looking forward to the next year more and more.

(End of this chapter)