Infinite true path

The extremely rich smell of blood rushed into Huan Yin's nasal cavity the moment he stepped out of the dark passage, making him, a man who had experienced hundreds of battles and was a cultivator of killing in the late stage of Nirvana, involuntarily frown. .

Then, Huan Yin's pupils were covered with flawless blood. Huan Yin had seen this kind of color before when he was in the dark passage, but he didn't expect that in the world of Yajue, the color of blood could actually infect the sky, dominate the sky, and become the color of the entire sky. The background color of the entire world.

And under the inspection of the monk Huan Yin's senses that were far beyond ordinary people, he soon discovered that the bloody smell entering his nose did not come from the so-called mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, but from the sky above his head!

"This... what the hell is this grandma's place! It's too evil, too evil!" Xue Buping cursed fiercely in Huan Yin's mind. Obviously, as a righteous ancestor, he could not tolerate such a world for others. It has a strong bloody taste.

Only now did Huan Yin realize that as a monk related to the dragon clan, he still didn't understand the second dragon son, Yajuan. Yaizhen, because he is known as the God of War among beasts, has a far-reaching reputation and is almost unknown to everyone. However, if the so-called God of War does not fight, how can he become a god? Therefore, Yazui is not only able to fight, good at fighting, but also warlike!

If we fight more, can we still kill less? Therefore, in fact, the reputation of the rumored god of war among beasts often overshadows his evil reputation, and people can't help but ignore the latter point. In fact, the heaviness of Yazhu's killings could not even be compared to that of Huan Yin in the human world.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Huan Yin's blood-red eyes suddenly lit up, as if a thread passed through them for an instant, and then disappeared.

That was thunder and lightning, the scene that was reflected in Huan Yin's eyes when thunder and lightning flashed across the sky. However, this thunder and lightning was strangely silent. If you hadn't opened your eyes to see it, you probably wouldn't have known it had quietly flashed past.

After the first flash of lightning flashed across the sky, there were suddenly more flashes of lightning in the sky, with strands and strips of varying thickness crawling across the bloody sky. If you stare at them like this for a long time, you will feel that they are like veins in the endless blood, not like dead objects.

"There is life in the sky..." Huan Yin muttered in a low voice unconsciously, and then he was frightened by the words he blurted out. How could there be life in the sky? However, Huan Yin clearly felt that the sky was alive, and he could even come down to fight with him!

Shaking his head vigorously, Huan Yin tried his best to put away his ridiculous thoughts. Then, his eyes began to slowly move down, from the sky to the ground and everything on the ground.

This is an ancient battlefield. After Huan Yin took his first look below, the conclusion just entered his mind almost without thinking. I could see that there was almost no feeling of moisture on the ground, which was mainly gray and brown. As long as there was a gentle breeze blowing, the gravel and gravel on the ground would roll together very actively, making a "gurgling" sound. Or a "rustling" sound.

Stones and sand are lifeless, but when they move like this, they seem to be the only living things on the entire ground. Because apart from that, there is nothing that can move even a little bit.

On the dry land where no grass grows, there are ancient swords, halberds and other weapons stuck in the ground every three to five feet. Judging from the appearance of these weapons, it was obvious that after their master's defeat, they were discarded here as he fell. Therefore, not only do they have different shapes, some are relatively intact, some are dilapidated, but they are also placed horizontally and vertically, some are upright on the ground, some are almost lying horizontally, and most of them are buried in the earth.

In addition to those weapons, there are countless dead bones on the barren land. These dead bones are no less than weapons. Among them are human bones and animal bones of different shapes. There are some that Huan Yin has seen, and there are also those that Huan Yin cannot imagine at all. The arrangement of the dead bones is also as different as the weapons. If you observe carefully for a long time, you may be able to deduce from their postures where the person who was born suffered a fatal blow before falling, and how he struggled in pain. , but in the end it was useless and paralyzed, and it was not until a long time ago that it became what it is now.

There is a saying among mortals: "One general can make ten thousand bones dry up." What Huan Yin saw now was not just ten thousand bones? It's hard to imagine how many battles Yazu had to go through and how many opponents he killed to achieve his prestigious and vicious reputation.

A chill rose from the bottom of Huan Yin's heart, making him shiver. Taking a deep breath of the blood-smelling air, Huan Yin's eyes moved and rested on the messy ravines and cracks of different depths on the earth.

There are finally fewer ravines and cracks than weapons and dead bones, but even so, these irregular things still make the entire land look a bit miserable, as if a piece of intact skin has been scratched with a knife. , is almost to pieces.

"It was scratched by a knife..." Huan Yin looked at the miserable earth and sighed sadly for it. Yes, the earth was cut like this by a knife. In other words, the earth was split over and over again by various weapons, and finally it became what it is now.

They have different lengths and different depths, which represent the different levels of cultivation of the person who chopped the weapons off, and the different sharpness of the weapons. There are several huge ravines among them. If Huan Yin hadn't been rich in combat experience and could see that they were caused by heavy chopping, he might have subconsciously thought that they were caused by a disaster. Because those ravines are too terrifying, at least Huan Yin's current cultivation power in the late stage of Ming Nirvana cannot be blasted out at all.

It is unimaginable that this land can have such a miserable scene, how many battles it has witnessed, and how many years it has been trampled on.

On the land, as the terrain undulates, various buildings occasionally stand. These buildings vary from large halls to small temples to even slender pagodas. However, these buildings, without exception, have been abandoned for who knows how long, and the traces of time have covered their bodies. Moreover, almost none of them is well preserved. Most of them are missing half or even more than half. It seems that they were split open by something sharp. If there were no traces of time left on the incision, I am afraid it would appear Very smooth.

If you observe carefully, you can occasionally find the missing parts not far from the buildings that have had part of them cut off. This kind of image is really ironic to the extreme for those temples and palaces and other buildings that should have a sacred meaning.

"This is simply a Shura battlefield..." Huan Yin shook his head helplessly, and while his eyes were constantly scanning in all directions, he suddenly caught a glimpse of flowing red light.

The red light did not come from the sky, but from the top of a tall tower that Huan Yin inadvertently swept past. Huan Yin was slightly surprised and quickly pulled his gaze back to look at the pagoda again, only to find that the red light just now was gone.

"Is it my imagination?" Huan Yin thought with some doubts. He felt that as a monk, he shouldn't have seen the scene wrong just now. But somehow, even if he now activates his spiritual consciousness, he can no longer find anything strange on the pagoda just now.

Just when Huan Yin hesitated, not far from his feet, the red light he had just seen lit up again. But this time, the light appeared on five weapons scattered upside down on the ground. Among them were three broadswords, a long sword and a pointed spear.

Red light rose from the ends of the five weapons, quickly traveled into the earth, and appeared at the tips of the weapons. Then, inside the earth that Huan Yin couldn't see at all, red light suddenly brightened on the sword tips, sword tips, and spear tips, and then all five weapons began to tremble.

The weapon made a harsh scraping sound in the dry sand, which finally caught Huan Yin's attention. Huan Yin turned his head to look in astonishment and saw the five weapons and the red light that was about to rush out from the earth.

"What's going on?" This thought flashed through Huan Yin's mind subconsciously, and then his consciousness suddenly came out and rushed towards the five weapons on the ground.

Upon hearing this, Huan Yin was immediately shocked. He even doubted whether he was insane, because after his investigation, he discovered that these five weapons did not seem to be inspired by any party's cultivation power, but the weapons themselves had spirits, full of energy. He had murderous intent, as if he wanted to rush out and fight someone.

Huan Yin suddenly thought of his first image when he looked at the sky. He felt that the sky was alive and had the will to fight. If that's the case, then does everything here have its own spirit, and is it full of fighting spirit, ready to rush out and fight the monks who appear here at any time?

"This is the world of Yaizhen, can you say..." Just as Huan Yin kept guessing, the five weapons on the ground finally broke free from the shackles of the earth, and suddenly rushed out with a fierce murderous intention!