Chapter 1036

The boundless dark wind swirls in a radius of thousands of miles. The dark wind can make the martial arts completely lose their sense of direction, thus forming a terrible maze and can't get out of it from now on.

In this dark wind area, an army of ghosts converged silently in a certain direction, and some ghosts fought together.

In this ancient battlefield, it seems that an invisible force is manipulating them to repeat the war.

At the moment, a team of about 1000 people are walking in this space. They walk aimlessly.

"Damn it, this dark wind hinders our sense of direction and circles around this area again and again."

In front of them, there was a corroded rust sword inserted on the ground, with a red ribbon floating in the wind, which was the mark they made here.

"This is the tenth time I have been around here. My great emperor's strength can't distinguish the sense of direction in this space, so I will be lost here forever."

Among the thousands of troops, several great emperors and strong men were also trapped in the ancient battlefield and could not escape.

The anger of the four great emperors was suspended all over the body. With the guidance, the Yin wind dispersed and turned into a whirlpool again.

They looked back at the team behind them. Their faces were very ugly. Along the way, more than 100 people had disappeared silently in the ancient battlefield.

"Don't talk nonsense. It's too strange here. Dead gas erupts like a blowout. We can't absorb vitality from here. We can only rely on the crystal of famine in our hands."

This kind of environment makes them dare not spend their strength easily. Who knows how long this dead gas eruption will last. Without the support of vitality, the strength of the whole body withers and the soul decays until death.

"Make a strategy. This space has invisible power to manipulate all this. We need to rely on foreign things."

"How to rely on the law?"

The four imperial strongmen are talking and are the leaders of all.

A great emperor looked at the strong behind, glanced at it, and said with no emotion: "you people are in front of the team. Every step you take, insert a white bone or rust sword, and tie a red cloth strip to prevent us from getting lost again."

The group of martial artists suddenly turned blue. They were taking them as cannon fodder, but there was nothing they could do. Who made them strong, they had no power to resist.

They walked out again, hoping to find the right direction and leave.

As each line goes further, the warrior sits down and marks, guiding them forward.

The danger in the ancient battlefield is silent. There is often a ghost vortex without warning. The next moment, a warrior who has no time to dodge will be swallowed up.

At this time, Sun Yi marched forward and entered this lost space. The induction of the golden book was also disordered. The pace of the breath of the living creatures was too disordered, and there was no track to find.

"Are you sure you want to go forward? My soul power now can't guarantee that you can get out safely in this space. There is a terrible lost power here. " Jin Shu solemnly reminded him that he hoped he would not move forward.

"Move on, those trapped martial arts should be inside, and Bingxin must be among them." Sun Yi was sonorous and forceful, without any hesitation, and said very firmly.

He ventured into the ancient battlefield just to find Bing Xin and save her? Now that I know her whereabouts, there is no reason to shrink back.

The Yin wind is blowing and circling. The golden book can't sense the tracks of creatures.

Continue to walk forward, the inductive force of Jin Shu has little effect, and can only provide him with a sense of direction.

He felt an invisible force. His route was clearly moving forward, but that force made him turn in a circle unconsciously. Fortunately, the golden book was a wonderful book, reminding him to change his direction all the time.

"There is a mark ahead."

Sun Yi has now come to the place where the previous group of martial artists made marks. Looking around, those marks have spread in a circle.

"They should also be lost and can't get out of it before they make a mark, but this force makes them unaware that they are still circling around a circle."

Sun Yi murmured and followed these signs towards the front.

This lost power is so powerful that the warrior is completely dominated by them.

"There is an army of ghosts fighting ahead!" The Golden Book reminded Sun Yi to stop.

I saw an endless army of ghosts entangled in front, belonging to the two camps of Jiutian creatures and tianwai civilization.

Some of them looked as if they were alive. Those with clear faces were the strength of the Empire, but they were not angry. They could only rely on their obsession to evolve the scene of the war.

Although the level of this ancient battlefield is general, more than half of it fell in the flood and famine period, and there are even half of it in the depths.

Sun Yi tried her best to restrain her breath and walked around carefully without entanglement with this group of Yin Ling army.

With the guidance of those signs, it is much easier to find them.

After walking about a hundred miles away with these marks, a crowd of fuzzy figures appeared in front of Sun Yi. They had no sense of direction and circled around the ancient battlefield.

"I found them. Bing Xin may be inside." Sun Yixin said with joy, quickened his pace and flashed forward.

In the front crowd, Bing Xin bit her lower lip and walked among them. Along the way, she swallowed dozens of martial artists. At the moment, her strength is to respect the emperor, and she is marked in front as cannon fodder by those great emperors and strong men.

Within ten meters of her side, there are two familiar figures, one is Xiao Jinpeng and the other is Shengmo.

Although their status is noble, they are still driven to the front by the great emperors as cannon fodder in this dangerous ancient battlefield. Who cares about your status at this time.

"Damn it, those great emperors even took my little Jinpeng as cannon fodder. This damn ancient battlefield has to break out the Ghost War at this moment."

Xiao Jinpeng was unwilling to complain, and he was driven here because of the outbreak of death.

Saint Mo smiled bitterly beside him. He thought he was one of the top ten holy sons of the holy devil family. Today, he was in such a situation and fell into such a crisis. Now he has to be vigilant and look forward to walking out of the ancient battlefield alive.

The procession marched forward in an orderly manner.

Suddenly, beside Xiao Jinpeng, a ghost vortex suddenly appeared. Xiao Jinpeng, who was sensitive, was startled and hurried to one side.

But the spirit whirlpool continued to chase him.

This evil spirit vortex has a characteristic. Once it is born, it must devour a person before it can disappear, otherwise they won't be eager to find a way out.

Staying where you are is a death. There may be a glimmer of hope for life to find a way out.

His eyes fell on Bing Xin, who was not far from him, with a ferocious smile: "I'm sorry, don't blame my little Jinpeng for urging flowers. I just want to live."

In order to live, he is ready to be shameless and drive Bing Xin into the vortex of yin and spirit.

"Boom!" Suddenly, a palm fell on Bing Xin's jade back, and the golden light surged. Xiao Jinpeng had Jin Peng's speed of breaking the void, so that Bing Xin didn't react, so he rushed into the Yin spirit vortex.

"No!" Bingxin flower lost her color and rushed into the vortex. She didn't expect someone to suddenly start on her. She saw that she was about to be swallowed up by the vortex.

"Xiao Jinpeng, you!"

Bing Xin's cry made Sheng Mo suddenly turn his head and make him angry. This little Jinpeng is so shameless. There is no free attitude of the golden winged Dapeng family flying for nine days. It makes Sheng Mo feel ashamed to do something to a woman, but he can't protect himself and has nothing to do.