Chapter 159: Ancient Battlefield (2)

Chapter 159: Ancient Battlefield (2)

PS1: This chapter is translated by yymm51734

PS2: I never thought that someone would be so bored to specially crack the anti-piracy measures on this site. >.<

In the dark world, Lu Heng is in a dignified mood, while Xiao Ai closely follows him and looks around nervously.

The little girl knows that her cultivation is low, and she can not help the Wolf God when he is really in danger. But the Heavenly Thunder Sword on her back can let the Wolf God defeat all enemies!

Before leaving Cold Feather Mountain, Xiao Ai asked sister Qian. According to sister Qian's telling, God's downfall thunder is a fatal disaster.

Since ancient times, no one has ever been able to resist this thunder.

Even the Wolf God with excellent cultivation is able to stop the God's downfall thunder by relying on the special ability of heavenly thunder. If the Wolf God's cultivation is not heavenly thunder, then no matter how high the cultivation is, it will not be able to withstand God's downfall thunder.

Therefore, Xiao Ai never dares to be more than half a step away from the Wolf God, so that when the he met an enemy, she can provide the Heavenly Thunder Sword at any time.

It was her greatest comfort to be able to follow the Wolf God now.

At the same time, Lu Heng feels the gravity in the little girl's heart and can’t help sighing, saying, "Don't be so nervous. My intuition tells me that nothing will happen in front of us... right?"

Lu Heng said words that he didn't even believe, and he took Xiao Ai forward.

They have been walking in this dark world for three days, but they can only move on. Because there was no way back.

Once you want to turn around, you will find that the darkness behind you is a cold wall, which can not be broken in any case.

Lu Heng even split with the heavenly thunder, but the sparks didn’t light up. The dark world directly swallowed up the power of the heavenly thunder.

This was the first time since Lu Heng came out of the mountain that the power of heavenly thunder did not work.

Although his intuition told him that as long as he summoned the Heavenly Thunder Sword to face the darkness in front of him, he could definitely split the dark world.

But the intuition also told him that if he did this, something terrible would happen...

Therefore, Lu Heng resisted the urge to draw the sword, led Xiao Ai to move forward in the dark world, and wanted to go to the end to see what was going on in this [Alien Realm].

Now they have been away for three days.

The more they go inside, the more intense the Death Qi is, to the extent that cultivators like Xiao Ai feel uncomfortable.

But at one moment, Lu Heng suddenly smelled a faint fragrance of flowers.

"Hmm? The fragrance of flowers?" Lu Heng sniffed and recognized the fragrance of the flower. It was the fragrance of the manjusaka?

Lu Heng has smelled the fragrance of flowers many times on the bank of the weak river.

He also remembered that before he bumped into the dark world, he did see a sea of manjusaka in full bloom on the plain ahead.

In the face of the terrible scene of endless black shadows, Lu Heng takes a breath and dares not reserve anything. He points with one hand at the dark blue Heavenly Thunder Sword suspended in the sky.

Bang!

A clear sound of the sword resounds through the ancient battlefield.

The Heavenly Thunder Sword, which has never been unsheathed since it was forged, now trembles slightly.

It gives off a hint of cold sense.

The dark red thunder light instantly lit up the dark ancient battlefield.

The sword hasn't come out of its sheath, but just a trace of the spirit of the sword is not weaker than the terrible force of the front ten thousand troops charging!

Lu Heng's eyes are frozen and he is about to use his sword.

But just at the moment when he thought about using the Heavenly Thunder Sword...

"Huh?!"

Lu Heng, standing on the ancient battlefield, looks slightly shocked and suddenly finds that the scene around him is changing again.

The scarred ancient battlefield disappears from his vision in an instant.

The army of clay black knights roaring towards him is completely gone.

What he steps on is soft grassland with flowers. The manjusaka on the other side of the river are in full bloom, emitting a faint fragrance.

The evil wind blows out the spirits and the violent hurricane disappears. What appears in front of Lu Heng is a vast grassland. Snow mountains can even be seen not far away.

But the world is shrouded in a layer of dark blood light that is painting everything.

Not far ahead, there are huge stone tablets standing one after another.

Each stone tablet is as high as 100 meters. Lu Heng, who is normal in stature, stands outside and watches as small as an ant when compared against these huge and abnormal stone tablets.

At the end of the stones, in the center of the manjusaka on the other side, there is a huge stone statue of thousands of meters high.

The cold stone face and the snake tail below a human body... is it a statue of Nuwa?

Lu Heng looks at the scene in amazement, a little confused.

What happened? Why did I suddenly move to another place?

At that moment, Lu Heng feels that someone has transferred him.

But the unknown existence acted neither before nor after, it interfered just as Lu Heng wanted to attack... So it is afraid that Lu Heng will attack those soldiers on the ancient battlefield?

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