Chapter 327 Divine Wood Sacrifice

The light is like tearing apart the heat of the gray world. It seems to be the light of hope, or the boundary of the ancient battlefield, or a trap.

No matter what it is, it is the same direction for Leng Yan, and she can feel the trembling of a strong force. Tianchang Fujiki, who was affected, also became uneasy.

Tianchang rattan and Shenmu have the closest relationship. It can be said that Tianchang rattan is the last seed of Shenmu, so it is also extremely sensitive to the mother tree.

Stepping on the thick gray dust, constantly killing the soul fragments that have become soul beasts in front of them. With thick black dark clouds, the cold flame feels that the sound of summoning is breaking out in the bright place where the torn space over there is bursting out, eager and dense.

Although I saw the light, the distance was not very close. The cold flame walked for two days before standing on a mountain bag. From the top of the highest mountain bag, you can see the place illuminated by the light, like a bubble-like boundary shining.

Moreover, the cold flame felt the power of life from there!

Although this life is on the verge of collapse, it bursts out with a strong desire. That call is what that life sends out.

Tianchang Tengmu couldn't stand it anymore. He came out of the cold flame of the ring of life and crawled on the ground, trembling with his branches.

Cold flame and Tianchang vine telepathy, naturally know that Tianchang vine is submission, which is devotion to the energy of the mother tree.

Continuing to move forward, the soul beasts here have been unable to withstand the irradiation of light, become soul fragments, and even evaporate and disappear from the world. The cold breath has been replaced by light, and there are no dark clouds, and even feel that this is a passage from hell to heaven.

That warm feeling made Leng Yan feel that his spiritual power, which had begun to be eroded by the yin qi of the ancient battlefield, had also been repaired.

But her heart was still uneasy. The feeling made the cold pressure beat faster. She felt that she seemed to feel something, but the feeling was very vague, which made her unable to grasp the key.

Take a deep breath, walked towards the boundary step by step, and stretched out his hand to touch it. The warm bubble-like thing wrapped around his fingers, and the cold flame felt the warmth inside.

He took a step forward again and crossed the boundary without hindrance. Leng Yan saw a very grand scene!

Yes, it's very magnificent.

At the center is a towering tree. Although the tree has withered, the trunk is still standing there, showing its momentum.

Leng Yan can think of how powerful this tree was when it was alive!

Is this the mother tree?

Leng Yan looked at the tree carefully and saw that there was still a standing person, or a corpse, under the tree.

Although it has become like a mummified corpse, it can still be vaguely recognized as a woman! Her clothes had been broken and separated, and only a few fragments remained on her body, while the dry hand, like a branch, was tightly earning a sword, which was raised above her head.

He looked at this man in a daze. Although the sword was a dagger, the light was released from the top of the sword!

What kind of sword is that?

After so many years of erosion, it has become rusty. It is really a miracle that it can release a powerful force in the hand of the female corpse without turning into ashes!

This is a battlefield, or a one-person show!

Because the dead people around the woman holding the broken sword, the dry body posture can still show their hostility to this person!

Tianchang Rattan roared, and the branches went towards the big tree. Leng Yan did not care about Tianchang Rattan, but looked at the woman's face.

The dryness can no longer see the original appearance, but the cold flame still feels an unprecedented impact.

She is...

"Shenmu Sacrifice!"

A soft voice sounded in Leng Yan's mind, and Leng Yan stared at the woman with wide eyes.

"I'm just a broken soul now! Or, I will soon become a fragment of the soul. The indifferent voice seemed to be telling something that had nothing to do with him.

"Although your strength is not enough, I don't have much time! I have been guarding here for many years. For many years, even if I am a divine tree sacrifice, my soul is about to collapse and break. I can only give all this to you!"

"This is the place where the war was fought in those years. Although it was not the most central place, it was also one of the most intense places. We condensed into a six-pointed array, and I guarded one of them!"

"It was a god-level war. As a result, the alien world collapsed, and the six-pointed array collapsed. Other guards could no longer find it, or flowed into a crack in space, or were sealed like me, or it had long been extinguished!"

"Your Tianchang rattan's ability is not very strong. Although my rattan has withered, it still contains a strong power. Let it inherit these!"

"As for you! This sword in my hand will be handed to you! Although it is only a broken sword, and it has become like this after the erosion of the times, it once contained a little soul of me. Even if it is to summon your energy to measure, it has now become a waste sword, but it is one of the top ten weapons in the alien world.

"Haotian Sword! This is its name, you have to remember it!"

"Gagaga!"

As soon as Leng Yan wanted to say something, the woman's body actually fell down. The body that was standing just now turned into gray soil. When it was blown by the wind, there was no trace left. The rotten sword actually fell to the ground, and the light flashed, and then it was broken into seven or eight pieces!

"This..."

Because the broken sword was broken, there was a gray area around. There were still black dark clouds in the air. The yin qi began to gather around, and the yin qi gathered crazily and even began to form a yin wind.

Leng Yan only feels that he has been played!

When the towering withered tree fell to the ground, Leng Yan felt the confusion of Tianchang vine!

It seems that they were summoned here, only to hear the last words of the woman's body, and her promise has been destroyed by time!

This feeling is very frustrating!

"Forget it! Put away all those fragments!" Leng Yan said comforting himself.

For good reason, there is a lot of space in the cold flame ring of life, and it's not a big deal to install these rags.

He put up the fragments of the fallen tree that withered and now began to rot, and put away the broken sword, which had been broken into pieces. Leng Yan felt worthy of the divine wood sacrifice.

Thinking of the six-pointed star mentioned by Shenmu Sacrifice just now, the cold flame can imagine the divine war, what a tragedy it is.

There was a gust of gloomy wind here, and Leng Yan's soul felt cold. It was no longer suitable to stay here. Leng Yan planned to leave here with Tianchang Tengmu. At this time, she felt something shining under her feet. She stepped on it with her feet, then looked down and saw the tip of the broken sword.

Looking at the golden light, Leng Yan understood that this should be the part where the sword was broken by the Shenmu priest.

I just don't know why the broken sword has become so tattered, but the tip of the sword is still shiny like a new one.

Leng Yan picked up the broken sword and threw it into the ring of life.

The spirit of the Ring of Life likes to pick up rags on the ancient battlefield. At this time, he is studying the remnants of the big tree and the broken sword thrown into the cold flame. Leng Yan threw another one in. As soon as the spirit of the Ring of Life wanted to call, his eyes were attracted by the tip of the broken sword.

"The soul is sealed inside!" The spirit of the Ring of Life said, and then added, "A complete soul!"

Leng Yan took the tip of the sword in front of her, and her spiritual power wrapped it up. Sure enough, she could feel the soul inside, which was also a sleeping soul.

Leng Yan felt that the sealed soul was similar to the soul sealing method of the piece of weapons she auctioned.

Leng Yan took a deep breath. Originally, he wanted to find a way to untie the seal here, but he didn't expect to find another sealed soul.

Leng Yan vaguely felt that the sealed soul in it was not so simple!

Anyway, Leng Yan put away the tip of the sword that had been sealed. Anyway, Leng Yan felt that this soul was related to her sister's condensation.

Leng Yan left here and continued to walk aimlessly on the ancient battlefield. Explorers set foot in this area, so everything remained the same, and occasionally a few more useful weapon fragments could be found.

At the beginning, Leng Yan still had a sense of time, but after a long time, she had no concept of time. Finally, one day, she stopped because she felt the traces left by others.

Someone has been here!

The cold flame was shocked and felt critical at the same time.

The powerful breath is at least the level of the great soul master. Leng Yan wants to avoid it, but although the ancient battlefield is gray, it is empty and there is no place to hide.

"There's someone here!" A voice came, and then Leng Yan saw two people coming out of the fog.

One is Nie Wenqing, the owner of the Qingcheng City, and the other is a cold flame that has not been seen, but it can also be felt that this person is also the level of the Great Soul Lord.

"Cold flame!" Nie Wenqing was shocked to see Leng Yan. When he saw that Leng Yan was tired but his eyes were still shining, he was slightly relieved and said, "This is a place where the ancient battlefield is very deep. How can you get here?"

"I'm lost!" Leng Yan said truthfully.

Nie Wenqing looked at the cold flame with a strange expression. Because of this ancient battlefield, every explorer who came in was very careful. It is because it is gray here that they will leave their own mark. Unless someone maliciously erases the traces of others, they will not get lost.

Leng Yan ignored Nie Wenqing's strange eyes and asked, "Why did you come to the ancient battlefield?"

"It's okay to take a walk with friends..." Nie Wenqing said perfunctorily, but thought to himself: It's not because of you, my little ancestor, who has been missing for three months. If someone hadn't seen your trace on the periphery of the ancient battlefield, I really didn't know what to do!