Chapter 1044

In a battle center, the dark wind howls and bursts. The terrible momentum staged a battle of famine, making the world move.

A noble stone chair made of the crystal of the wilderness is carved with the ancient Phoenix and dragon. It is actually made of the precious crystal of the wilderness.

On the stone chair, however, there was a man who was ready to say that it was a ghost, gray black armor, holding a huge hammer, emitting terrible power, with sharp edges and corners on his face, which made the whole ghost space respect him.

The only difference is that his eyes are different from other ghosts. They emit purple light. They are noble purple pupils, which makes him unique.

"Influenced by space, these spirits return to heaven and earth after death, and then their birth cycle is endless."

The three of Sun Yat-sen came here after being transmitted by the patterned floor and observed the three-day battle of the ghosts.

Their luck was very bad. They were sent to the position where the spirits fought in the ancient battlefield. The one sitting on the stone chair was a strong ghost at the level of half a statue.

"But our only way is that way, but countless ghosts are fighting there, completely blocking our truth."

San Mo's eyebrows were tightly locked. The situation was terrible.

The endless ghost army fought countless miles of the earth, and the number was endless.

It is an alternative battle between tianwai civilization and Jiutian civilization for billions of years.

"It's the three of you!" Just when Sun Yi and his three men were lurking, a strange sound of joy was transmitted to their ears. Looking back, it was a holy emperor who escaped from the lost world with them that day. He also came here.

"Grandma's, after walking for three days, I finally saw the shadow of people everywhere."

This was a slow slope. The man didn't see the battle between the Yin and spirit armies. He shouted loudly and ran towards Sun Yi.

"Boom!" At this moment, the man's loud voice attracted the attention of the spirits below, and a figure flashed like electricity and blasted the giant hammer at the man.

The smile on the face solidified forever, humming into a mass of broken meat explosion and splashing all over the ground.

"Creatures!"

It was the half Yin spirit who shot, said in a hoarse voice.

"Damn it, that man led the ghost." Saint Mo yelled and provoked the spirit to them without saying that he wanted to die.

"Creatures! Die! "

The hoarse voice, with a terrible will, raised the heavy hammer and fell towards the three of sun Yat-sen.

Infinite pressure enveloped them. Even if the half statue fell and became a ghost, it was not hard for them to carry it. They all closed their eyes and waited for the heavy hammer to fall.

Suspiciously, the expected death did not come. The heavy hammer fell half an inch from the top of the three people's heads.

"You have a familiar smell on your body. What does it remind me?"

Half of the Yin spirit showed the color of thinking, the purple flame in the pupil was beating, and the scattered memories were reorganized in the sea of knowledge.

"Tuoba ye, you were known as one of the half worshippers who had the hope to step into the Lord. Unfortunately, you fell in the ancient battlefield."

The hazy golden light on Sun Yi's body seemed to recall the memory of half the Yin spirit. He understood that the golden book was relying on the golden light to communicate with half the Yin spirit.

"Is that you? What do I seem to remember about the great seal book? "

A faint wave sounded on the half Yin spirit, and the purple flame became more and more fierce.

He even knew the wonderful book of the gods, which Sun Yi never thought of. He also relaxed. It was the golden book that saved them.

"Years have changed, how can I talk about greatness? At the moment, I am weak enough to live in the sea of knowledge of others." The Golden Book mocks itself.

"No, you will always be great in my heart, as great as the man God of my family."

The memory of banzun Yinling has recovered a lot and has been able to communicate normally.

"You have fallen for billions of years. The environment of this ancient battlefield keeps your soul alive and lost forever."

"It's been billions of years. I don't know how the barbarians, the barbarians and the gods are. What about the war?"

Half the Yin spirit had too many questions in his heart. Without this strange environment, his soul would have dissipated long ago.

"I slept too long. The barbarians didn't know, and the barbarian God didn't know his whereabouts. I only knew that the barbarian God disappeared after the victory of the battle of the wilderness."

The Golden Book told the half Yin spirit what he knew one by one, so that the half Yin Spirit fell into ancient memories.

"It's just a pity that I have already died. Although I have recovered some of my mind because of the great you, my soul is also imprisoned by this strange environment. If I leave, I will disappear in a moment."

He is a semi venerable, not an ordinary semi venerable, but a powerful semi venerable close to the Lord.

In the first World War of that year, his body was turned into countless flesh and blood, and his soul was shattered.

But after the war, the ancient battlefield appeared. The invisible forces in the ancient battlefield reorganized his soul and made him a powerful ghost.

As a powerful semi venerable, he is different. He has a confused memory.

But the purple flame in his eyes has the seeds of the road, retains the fragmented memory, is stimulated by the unique soul power of the Golden Book, and the source of memory gushes out.

You should know that the golden book is not a powerful material heavenly magic weapon that destroys the sky and the earth, but a spiritual heavenly magic weapon that focuses on the soul together.

"I understand that the environment here is caused by an unknown world."

"Even if I restore my wisdom, the soul should permanently imprison the wasteland battlefield and repeat the war between the wasteland and the half Holy Spirit of outer civilization." Half the spirit sighed.

"When I recover my peak, I will be canonized and give me the second rebirth with my soul power. If you can restore your intelligence, it is your creation."

"Thank you, great!"

Half of the Yin spirit threw down the huge hammer and knelt down to Sun Yi on one knee. He knelt down to Sun Yi's Golden Book in the sea.

His body trembled slightly, and the flame of his soul beat. He believed in the words of the golden book that there was hope for a new life, which could not allow him to be excited.

Saint Mo and Bing Xin were surprised that the powerful half Yin spirit knelt down. What secret was hidden in him? Let San Mo feel more and more that it is a wise decision to make friends with him.

Only Jin Shu, Sun Yi and banzun Yinling knew the conversation between them.

"Well, Tuoba ye, let's leave this ancient battlefield. This boy is my hope."

Jin Shu's tone was soft. It was obvious that he knew Tuoba ye in the flood and famine period.

"This is the most terrifying area in the battle of the wasteland battlefield. There are several half gods of extraterrestrial civilization ahead. I can't safely escort you from there."

Tuoba Ye looked at Sun Yi with a solemn face.

In the famine war, he worked hard to eliminate the end, leaving several half dignitaries of tianwai civilization in the ancient battlefield forever, but he also staged a war forever in the environment of the ancient battlefield.

"But there is a place where you can leave safely. There should be no danger after billions of years of changes. I went in when I was confused. There is an altar leading to the ancient battlefield, and you can leave safely from there."

Tuoba Ye immediately said, making Sun Yi look happy.

"Without delay, you will lead us to the altar." Jin Shu urged.

"Before that, I hope this little brother can help me."

"Just tell me. If I can fulfill my wish, I will." Sun Yi's mouth skin turned up and down.

"This is my lost moment. It's a treasure related to the needs of my barbarians. I hope you can send it back to my barbarians if you have a chance."

Tuoba Ye looked around and handed a storage belt to Sun Yi.

Sun Yi accepted it, and Wu Nian didn't probe into it to see what was inside. Tuoba Ye showed his admiration and appreciation. He is worthy of being the human being in the eyes of the great Fengshen strange book.

"Let's go."

The spirit power in Tuoba Ye's hand turned into lingering silk thread and wound it on the stone chair. The light of time flickered and revealed a way to leave the channel.

"Good bye, master."

Sun Yi didn't say much and led Bing Xin and Sheng Mo into the channel.

"I don't know how my barbarian tribe is. I miss that group of barbarian sons and grandchildren."

Tuoba ye lingzhisheng sat back on the noble stone chair and had thought.

I hope the great existence can recover to its peak and save him. This ancient battlefield is not what he can bear.