Ling Yun's previous control of the three high order spirit weapon had already consumed quite a bit of his mental energy. The armor that was connected to the mind earlier shattered, and his mental energy suffered a heavy blow.
Under the onslaught of the berserk tide of killing and the Bone Erosion Resurrection Wind, he could not hold on any longer. His vision went dark and his consciousness sank into darkness. The Mountain and River Seal and the wind control pearl that had lost control of him let out a wail and disappeared.
Although the ancient battlefield was surrounded by dangers and filled with killing intent, it still possessed unparalleled great opportunities. It was even more so for the Demonic Beast s that were left behind from the ancient times.
Because countless Demonic Beast were buried here, and many have been extinct since then, so the current Demonic Beast only possessed a portion of their bloodline.
If those Demonic Beast s knew of the existence of this ancient battlefield, even if they knew of the incomparable danger, they would still rush in if their heads were smashed.
If he could obtain a strand of blood from a distant ancestor, it was very possible that his own bloodline would return to its ancestral state and evolve into a distant ancestor that would repeat its glory.
It was the same for the Humans. How did some of the stronger families in the Humans come about?
It was due to the fact that their ancestors obtained the bloodline inheritance of these strong ancient Demonic Beast s.
It was a pity that the ancient battlefield was sealed in this special space, and other than seeing a vast expanse of land without borders, he could not see anything else. He believed that this place was extremely strange, and that even if he found it, he would avoid this place, thus missing out on a great opportunity.
Of course, one had to have great luck and power to obtain this opportunity, otherwise, entering the ancient battlefield was truly a dangerous place with a slim chance of survival.
Ling Tian and the others had entered the ancient battlefield long ago, and were chased by Su Xin and his group to the point where they didn't die.
For them to have such a good opportunity, Su Xin and the others must have obtained some benefits, but the sudden increase in their cultivation level did not make everyone happy.
There was nothing else, because no one knew how to leave the ancient battlefield, it was already unrealistic to return on the same path. Although there were two groups of people who were restraining each other, but it was undeniable that they had lost their way, even if they wanted to return, they did not know where it would lead.
The road was the path of a person.
In the same way, some strange things were discovered only after experiencing them personally, such as the existence of the slaughter tide and slaughter storm.
However, none of them were as unlucky as Ling Yun. If the massacre, berserk storm and the other disasters were divided into three levels, Ling Tian and the rest could only barely be considered low level, but Ling Yun had met with high level, and there was another great danger involved — — Corrupted Bone Wind.
This level of berserk wave was simply not something Ling Yun could withstand. If not for the Rank 5 spirit weapon Armor, the Mountain and River Seal and the wind control pearl that he wore, he would have long been torn to shreds by the berserk wave.
But even so, his current situation was not very good. It could even be described as utterly terrible.
In the midst of the blood-red tide, Ling Yun was like a small boat that drifted with the waves of the ocean.
Fortunately, his defense was very solid, although his own strength was insufficient to activate the spirit weapon's power, but the materials could not be fake, and with his fifth stage defense, even if Expert of Martial Saint stage were to attack him with all her might, it would still be difficult to damage.
Although this berserk wave of slaughter was tyrannical, it was still only comparable to the might of Martial Sovereign. After smashing Ling Yun's armor into pieces, it was already about to dissipate and not even ten percent of his strength remained.