In front of Yijian Gorge, wild beasts still rushed out from time to time. The strength of the wild beasts that could survive to the end was naturally very strong. Later, even the wild beasts with the strength of the deified stage rushed out, but under the influence of a group of monks with extremely high cultivation levels,

Under siege, he could not escape his fate in the end.

After this deified beast rushed out, there were no other beasts left. However, the monks did not enter the ancient battlefield immediately, but waited for another three days.

In these three days, not a single wild beast broke out. The monks were convinced that all the wild beasts inside had escaped, and then they all prepared to enter the ancient battlefield.

Before entering the ancient battlefield, the Lord of the Sword Pavilion and others solemnly warned the monks for the last time, to the effect that the ancient battlefield was extremely dangerous and those with insufficient cultivation should not enter without warning, lest their lives be risked.

Except for a few monks with no background and low cultivation level who chose to give up, the rest of the monks were very interested. They knew that although the ancient battlefield was dangerous, danger also meant opportunities. If they could find one or two items in the ancient battlefield

Treasures that they can use endlessly throughout their lives.

In the face of huge interests, few people can resist the temptation. Monks are also human beings, and monks struggle to compete with heaven and earth. They also hope to find great opportunities in order to improve their cultivation and compete with heaven and earth.

Ling Tian looked at Hua Min'er, with deep helplessness in his eyes, and hesitated to speak. Hua Min'er knew what he meant, but she just looked stubbornly in the direction of the ancient battlefield, and the meaning was self-evident.

"Oh, girl, I really feel helpless for you." Ling Tian sighed, he had already experienced Hua Min'er's stubbornness.

Hua Min'er pouted and looked angry: "Brother Lingtian, you have already promised me, but you are not allowed to go back on your word."

"Okay, but you have to promise me that you will never leave your master and the elders, you know?" Ling Tian smiled helplessly, and then asked Hua Min'er again.

"Yeah, I know." Hua Min'er nodded, but a hint of slyness flashed across her eyes.

"Okay, Ling Tian, ​​can you also give me your instructions?" As he said that, Yao Yu looked at Ling Tian eagerly, pretending to be very hopeful.

"Well, don't leave your master. If anything unusual happens, you and Min'er will immediately use the formation I taught you, okay?" Ling Tian had no choice but to tell Yao Yu again.

"Hehe, I got it." Yao Yu smiled sweetly, looking like he was very useful.

Then, Ling Tian looked at Jin Sha'er and wanted to say something, but she interrupted him before he could say anything: "I know, I will be with them, and Master will also send someone to protect me.

You can watch Min'er and the others in danger, so you don't have to worry."

"Well, that's right. I'll spare my trouble for you." Ling Tian bowed slightly and said it seriously.

"You are still so polite to me. Don't forget, we are friends. I wasn't polite to you when you gave me the Heavenly Essence Condensation." Jin Shaer pretended to be angry, as if you don't treat me as a friend.

The look of grievance.

"I..." Ling Tian opened his mouth, but finally just nodded.

"Okay, my mother-in-law looks like an old woman." Yao Yu rolled his eyes.

Ling Tian felt dizzy for a while and simply stopped talking.

Just like that, a group of people headed by Mo Yun and others headed towards the ancient battlefield.

The Yijian Canyon is very narrow, as if a person had cut it open with a sword. The canyon walls are so steep that when you look up, you can only see a sliver of sky.

The sword intent is faintly visible on the wall of Yijian Canyon. It is unknown how many years it has been left, but the sword intent is still as sharp as ever, killing as high as the sky.

Mo Yun and other old monks specializing in sword fetuses could clearly feel the sword intent on the gorge wall. This sword intent made them feel trembling from the bottom of their hearts. The sword fetus in their bodies faintly resonated with the sword intent on the canyon wall. This made them feel the sword intent on the canyon wall.

They were shocked and even more convinced of the legend that Yijian Gorge was created by an immortal with one sword.

A group of people walked cautiously, looking around vigilantly in case something unexpected happened.

The four of Lingtian are still together, and there are several old men with cultivation levels no less than Qingyunzi around them. They should be sent by Jiange to protect the Saint of Jiange.

As he walked inside, the Po Qiong feeling in Ling Tian's body became stronger and stronger. Po Qiong was slightly excited, and Ling Tian's body was filled with joy.

"Boy Lingtian, the demon-suppressing arrow is definitely in the ancient battlefield. I can sense its location." Po Qiong clearly had a child's voice, but he spoke in an old-fashioned way.

"Oh, then do you know how far away the demon-suppressing arrow is from us?" Ling Tian was also slightly excited, determined to get the demon-suppressing arrow.

According to Po Qiong, there are nine arrow feathers that match Po Qiong, and each one has its own characteristics, different functions, and amazing power.

Now he has obtained three arrows: corpse-killing, immortal-killing, and soul-eating arrows. He has not used the other two arrows yet, so he doesn't know what their functions are. However, he has seen the ability of the corpse-killing arrow. It can swallow the essence of zombies to repair itself, and it is also effective against

Zombies have a great restraint effect and are incredibly powerful.

Moreover, Po Qiong revealed that the arrows and feathers were used in conjunction with a set of very strong archery skills. His former master relied on this set of archery skills to dominate the world, killing all powerful enemies and being invincible to gods and demons. No one dared to pick up the tassel.

. Hearing this, Ling Tian’s blood boiled with enthusiasm, and he immediately wanted to learn this kind of archery skill.

As a result, Po Qiong poured a basin of cold water on him, which made Ling Tian extremely ashamed and determined to practice hard so that he could learn archery skills as soon as possible. At that time, Po Qiong said, "Tsk, tsk, with your level of cultivation, I'm afraid you are the worst."

I can't even perform simple archery skills."

"Well, it's very far away, deep in this ancient battlefield, and it seems that someone wants to sacrifice him." Po Qiong's expression was a little solemn, but more of a look of disdain.

"Uh, deep in the ancient battlefield? With my current level of cultivation, I'm afraid I'll have a narrow escape from death." Ling Tian had the urge to vomit blood, as if there was a perfect thing in front of him, but he couldn't get it.

It feels like suffocation.

"Hey, sometimes luck is also very important. I believe in your luck. With so many monks following you, you can fish in troubled waters." Poqiong chuckled, which was extremely unscrupulous.

Ling Tian smiled helplessly, with an expression that could only be like this.

"Didn't you say that the Demon Suppressing Arrow has been refined?" Ling Tian suddenly remembered Po Qiong's words, his expression full of worry.

In the world of cultivation, a monk naturally knows what refining means, which means that the artifact is one with him. Unless the person is killed, outsiders can no longer control the artifact.

Ling Tian suddenly heard that the Demon Suppressing Arrow had been refined, and naturally he became excited.

"Look at how excited you are. I only said that I wanted to refine it, but I didn't say that it was already refined." Po Qiong said in a strange tone, sneering again and again.

"The Demon Suppressing Arrow is about to be refined and you are so relaxed. You are not afraid that the Demon Suppressing Arrow will be subdued by that person." Ling Tian said angrily.

"Tch, you think the demon-suppressing arrows are so easy to refine. If I don't refine them, no one can refine these nine demon-suppressing arrows." Po Qiong snorted coldly, feeling extremely proud.

"Huh? You are not the master weapon spirit, are you?" Ling Tian asked slightly confused.

"That's right, you don't even know who I am. The weapon spirits of these nine arrows are all my younger brothers, don't you know." Po Qiong was extremely stern.

The three arrow feathers of Zhanzhi in Lingtian's body, as if they were definitely Po Qiong, were trembling, and they moved closer to Po Qiong, looking like they were trying to please Po Qiong.

Seeing this, Ling Tian no longer had any doubts, and the worries in his heart were greatly reduced.

In the world of cultivation, there is a kind of combined equipment. The combined equipment is often extremely powerful, far beyond what a single equipment can match. Each single piece of the combined equipment has an equipment spirit. However, there is only one main equipment spirit among them, and the others are some

Auxiliary weapon spirit. For example, the weapon spirit in Po Qiong is the main weapon spirit, and the one in Nine Arrows is the auxiliary weapon spirit.

The main weapon spirit can control the auxiliary weapon spirit. If you want to refine the combined tool, you must refine the main weapon spirit. Otherwise, even if the auxiliary weapon spirit is refined, if someone controls the main weapon spirit, the auxiliary weapon spirit can be controlled.

"Haha, luckily you are in my hands." Ling Tian was overjoyed.

"Oh, I wanted to be famous all my life, but now I have to rely on you, a little monk with poor cultivation, to recover. How shameful." Po Qiong looked like a hero in despair, but the excitement in his tone could not be suppressed.

"Well, why do I feel like you have found a treasure?" Ling Tian and Po Qiong's minds were connected, so he knew Po Qiong's emotions clearly.

"Haha, I was discovered by you. I'm really lucky to have met you." Po Qiong was filled with emotion and continued after a slight pause: "I think back then when my old master used his last divine power to send us out, we

The spiritual intelligence has been greatly damaged, and it has fallen into self-sealing. If it weren't for the strange energy contained in your blood, I'm afraid we still wouldn't be able to awaken, and we would have been buried at the bottom of the pool for who knows how many years."

Po Qiong's words are sincere, including sadness, nostalgia, loneliness, and gratitude, and the emotions are extremely complex.

"Okay, now that we are together, I will improve my cultivation as soon as possible and will never humiliate you." Ling Tian looked solemn and his eyes were full of perseverance.

"Well, it was you who allowed us to see the light of day again. We will definitely accompany you in the future to slay gods and demons and fight against the will of heaven." Po Qiong was filled with emotion and was trembling.

The three corpse-killing arrows in Ling Tian's body were also trembling, and the light flickered, as if in response to Po Qiong's words.

"Okay, shoot through the sky, block the gods and kill the gods, block the demons and kill the demons!" Ling Tian's heart was filled with great pride.

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The group of people continued to walk into Yijian Gorge. As they walked inside, the aura of gods and demons became stronger and stronger. A strong sense of depression enveloped their hearts. Everyone looked solemn and silently used their skills to resist.

After walking for a while, everyone finally passed through Yijian Gorge. The ancient battlefield was vast and vast, and everyone felt a sense of enlightenment. However, the ancient battlefield was filled with black mist, and there was no daylight. A feeling of extreme coldness still arose.

"Woooo..."

The sinister wind gusts like the wail of ghosts, which is terrifying to hear.

"Brother Lingtian, I'm afraid of ghosts." Hua Min'er's big eyes rolled around, looking frightened, and she approached Lingtian as she spoke.

"You run the skills. The Buddhist skills are magnificent and majestic. They have the effect of exorcising ghosts and subjugating demons." Before Ling Tian could speak, Jin Shaer took over the conversation.

Hua Min'er snorted slightly and glanced at Jin Sha'er angrily. She said it was a lie that she was afraid of ghosts, she just wanted to get closer to Ling Tian.

How could Ling Tian understand the little girl's thoughts?

"Yes, and besides, you are a monk, and ordinary ghosts are your opponents." Although Ling Tian said this, he still pulled Hua Min'er close to him.

His body was shrouded in golden light, solemn and solemn, and the air around him suddenly shook, the black clouds dissipated, and there was warmth.
Chapter completed!