Heavenly War God

"When will this flame storm end?" Shen Yi asked with a frown.

Shen Yi didn't worry too much about collecting the Qi of death, because miss xing'er and the blood wolf king can hold on for some time.

But what really makes Shen Yi unwilling to wait is that he is now eager to return to the Jidao continent.

Shen Yi has noticed that there is a bottleneck in his cultivation.

Under this bottleneck, Shen Yi can continue to improve his realm, but if he can't solve this problem, his realm will be confined to one place sooner or later, and then, even for himself, it will be a lot of trouble.

Of course, if you want to break this bottleneck, it is not difficult.

Shen Yi only needs to go back to the mainland of Jidao, find Chen Xiaoer who helps him take the place of mortal dust, and absorb the heavy mortal dust among them. Then this problem will be solved naturally. The difficult thing is how to return to the Jidao continent.

Besides, this desolate area is not the territory of the Terran after all. People will inevitably see through their identity, which will also be a big trouble at that time.

"Little friend, there is no trace of this flame storm. I don't know when it will end, but the general flame storm will only last for more than a month. It's almost here now." At this time, the old man saw that Shen Yi's eyebrows were tight and he still didn't give up. He hesitated and said.

"More than a month?"

Shen Yi's eyebrows gradually stretched out.

"Yes, it's almost time for the flame storm to subside this time. If you really insist on going to the depths of the ancient battlefield, you might as well go with us. We're going to go to the periphery of the ancient battlefield this time. Once the flame storm is stable, it's not too late for you to go to the depths of the ancient battlefield." The old man stated his purpose.

"By the way, little friend, my name is Zhang Xing. I'm from Zhangjiakou, Kaiyuan town."

"We Zhangjia live near here all year round and know every plant and plant of this ancient battlefield very well."

With a smile on his face, Zhang Xing said quickly. While he finished, he looked at Shen Yi and waited for Shen Yi's reply.

"Yes, I'll trouble you more." Shen Yi pondered for a moment and said calmly.

"Ha ha, don't bother, don't bother. It's even more powerful for us to have little friends to go with us." Seeing that Shen Yi really agreed to come down, the line said excitedly, "that little friend, this way, please."

Zhang Xing politely invited Shen Yi into his team. The rest of the Zhang family frowned and stared at Shen Yi. The young man who just targeted Shen Yi had a confused look in his eyes. He didn't understand now that he was just now, but he almost fell under his long gun.

But now he and I have become companions.

Shen Yi nodded slightly and greeted the others politely.

All his knowledge of this ancient battlefield comes from ancient books. It would be beneficial and harmless for Shen Yi if he could keep company with the local snake forces here. As for whether the other party has any plot? This is completely beyond Shen Yi's consideration.

Walking together is in itself helping and utilizing each other.

If the other party just wants to rely on their own strength, and they also need to rely on the other party's experience, it is just simple mutual benefit. But if the other party has any conspiracy against himself, Shen Yi has self-confidence, which can ensure that the other party can't afford to go.

"Boy, my name is Zhang Zhen. I was careless just now. Let's have a fight again when we have a chance." The young man said with a provocative face.

"Oh?"

Shen Yi stared at him noncommittally, flicked his fingers gently, and a golden light flashed out.

The speed of this golden light is not very fast, but it swam in the air, like thunder, with brilliant heavenly power.

"Ah?"

This picture really only feels that there is a faint force of terror, which is coming towards its own oppression. There was only a golden light, but in the golden light, he felt a sense of death. His body trembled slightly.

When Shen Yi's golden light was about to come to him, it gently whirled and dissipated in mid air.

Zhang Zhen felt that the pressure just disappeared out of thin air, but his eyes at Shen Yi had completely changed. If the golden light had not disappeared just now, he had a feeling that he might have fallen now.

The corners of Shen Yi's mouth rose slightly, as if the golden light just now was just an illusion. He calmly stared at him and said, "if you don't agree, I'll wait until you're ready and let's have a fight again."

"I, I..."

Zhang Zhen's face trembled slightly.

Other people in the field, they just noticed a flash of golden light, but no one could feel the pressure on Zhang Zhen just now. They stared at Zhang Zhen with some puzzlement. Among them, Zhang Zhen was the most rebellious. It was obvious that they didn't understand why Zhang Zhen turned into his present expression.

……

"Uncle Zhang, we don't know the origin of this young man at all, and he is only one person. I, why should we keep company with him?" At this time, a young man quietly followed up and asked Zhang Bo with a frown.

At the periphery of the ancient battlefield, the flame of the dead appeared, causing all kinds of cattle, ghosts, snakes and gods to come.

Just now, the young man couldn't say it clearly, but he appeared on the periphery of the ancient battlefield at this critical moment. What he said just now, which one knows whether it is true or false? It's a risky behavior for them to join others on the way.

"What do you know?"

Zhang Xing snorted: "do you know how many families have gone to this ancient battlefield this time? Our Zhangjia's strength is just a drop in the ocean."

"Uncle Zhang, what do you mean?" Said the young man.

"For us, it is no longer about whether there is a conspiracy, but how to enhance our strength. As long as we can have more strength, it will be of great benefit to us. Besides, with the strength of Zhangjia, if we don't win over single people, can you ask us to win over those big forces?" Zhang Xing snorted coldly.

"I..."

The young man's look changed slightly, and what Zhang Bo said was reasonable.

Their Zhangjia is only one of the three families in Kaiyuan Town, and Kaiyuan town is just one of them. Their strength is really insignificant. When they went to the periphery of this ancient battlefield, they didn't really have competitive strength, but simply took chances.

"If we win over those great powers, even if we get the flame of the dead, we will just make wedding clothes for others without any benefit. Only by winning over the lone walker can we really enhance our own strength. Besides, do you really think this young man is an ordinary man?" Zhang Xing said coldly.

"Uncle Zhang, what do you mean?" The man asked subconsciously.

"Just now, I sensed a very strange force in the air. I don't know what it is, but I feel palpitations on it, and this force comes from the young man just now." Zhang Bo narrowed his eyes and said.

"Power?"

The young man's face changed slightly.

He didn't feel the power in the air just now, but he knew clearly that there was a vine monster here. Now there are still traces of fighting in this place. Is that terrible vine monster really killed by the young man in front of you?

This time, they are mainly because Zhang Bo is in charge, so they have the courage to touch the mildew of the vine monster. But the other side is just a young man. If he really kills this vine monster, then... His strength is just the realm of wolf general.

There is only one possibility. This young man has a treasure!

"You have guessed? If we can get this treasure from him, I'm afraid our whole Zhangjia will rise." The bank narrowed its eyes and sneered: "even if we don't get this treasure, it's also beneficial and harmless if we have a powerful young man to accompany us."

"This will not only help us get the flame of the dead, but once we get lucky to get the flame of the dead, he won't lose our control."

"Do you still think it was a mistake for me to choose to be with him?"

"But..."

The young man's face flashed a look of hesitation.

Before he could continue to say anything, Zhang Bo had gone far. Staring at Zhang Bo's back, the man muttered, "Zhang Bo, but have you ever thought that if this young man can kill the vine monster at this age, how can he make good use of it?"

Suddenly, a strange idea came into his mind. He just hoped that Uncle Zhang really wanted to go with the young man, and didn't really have the idea of robbing each other's treasure. Otherwise, he always has a very strange feeling.

If these people really have such thoughts, it will bring great trouble to the whole Zhangjia.

I'm afraid the young man in front of me is much stronger than these people think.

……

Their conversation was deliberately light just now, but they didn't notice that their chat content had completely fallen into Shen Yi's mind. Shen Yi's eyes twinkled with cold light, and countless thoughts rose in his eyes at the same time.

If the other party really just wants to use his own strength to compete for the flame of the dead, it doesn't hurt, because since the other party is willing to keep company with himself, he must have taken a fancy to his own strength. If you choose to accompany them, you value their understanding of this ancient battlefield.

The two sides just use each other.

But if the other party really has other schemes, then don't blame yourself for being rude.

This old man may feel that his strength can suppress Shen Yi, but he doesn't know how far Shen Yi's real strength has reached.