There was a purple halo in the scarlet blood. People tried one after another, but the purple was not eroded by the evil miasma. Now that we have found the entrance to the Shura battlefield, we will naturally go in and have a look. I don't know what traps Yanluo four islands have laid out. Mo Li decides to take everyone there. Compared with the treasure in the battlefield, he would like to see the means of Yanluo island. This is a gamble. If he wins, Yanhuang's move to the South will be unstoppable. If he loses, he may be responsible for his life!
The scope of miasma is not wide. The scene in front of us suddenly becomes clear when we walk out of the blood fog. It seems that there is another heaven and earth in the narrow valley. After the blood fog, there is a spacious open land. The whole ground is covered with white bones and countless broken weapons.
It's really an ancient battlefield!
The crowd rushed forward impatiently, picked up a few broken swords nearby and looked at them. The excitement on their faces soon faded like the tide.
"These weapons are so broken that they can't be repaired. I'm afraid they can't even match the ordinary sharp sword!"
"I didn't find a storage ring. Isn't that reasonable?"
"Did anyone come first?"
Everyone began to talk. Judging from the color of the ground, all of them are experts above the imperial realm. It's really unreasonable that such a big battlefield didn't even leave a storage ring.
"It's probably just a graveyard, where the real baby should be!" Zhan Tianxia pretends to go forward to investigate and points to the front.
Looking in the direction of Zhan Tianxia's fingers, they found that there was an insignificant hillside in the distance. They couldn't see any clue at all.
"Master, you have good eyesight. How can you be sure that there are treasures in it so far?" Mo Li stares at the old man meaningfully.
"I'm just guessing." Zhan Tianxia laughed casually and explained: "I have explored many ruins left by the Shura people in the four islands of Yanluo in recent years. There is a cemetery in each ancient battlefield. The remains of the people are gathered together, which seems to be some form."
What else? Don't be sure if what Zhan Tianxia said is true. I don't think it's a fabrication. After all, there have been many ancient battlefields left by the Shura people in the Shura islands. It's easy to determine whether it's true or not.
"What are you waiting for? Let's go and have a look!"
Yu Jiuyang couldn't help it. With a wave of his hand, he led the Yu family to soar up and take the lead in the direction of the hills. The rest of the people see this also quickly fly to keep up, for fear of falling behind.
The hills seem not far apart, but it took a group of saints half a quarter of an hour to travel through the void. As soon as he landed, he felt a little unusual.
At first glance, the hill in front of us is ordinary, but it gives us an invisible pressure, just like a natural moat in front of us. There is no vegetation in the mountains, only countless jagged rocks are displayed disorderly, forming a strange stone forest.
The people who arrived in advance had already stepped on the hill and shuttled through the stone forest to find out. From time to time, there would be bursts of exclamations. It seemed that the harvest was not small.
"The mountain is a little strange. Please be careful." Mo Li always feels that all this is not reasonable.
What's the purpose of the Shura clan's leaders who forced the residence into different spaces when it fell? It's not going to be a whim. There are several possibilities. First, for the sake of the lost people not to be disturbed. If so, there will be no exit. Second, it is to protect the heritage. If so, it will leave a lot of tests. However, all the way here, except for the miasma at the entrance of the deep valley, there is no special obstacle. The possibility of these two situations is relatively small, Mo Li is more inclined to the last guess, which is also the point that he is most afraid of.
All this is probably for revenge. If so, I'm afraid it won't be that simple. The biggest battlefield, baby's hiding place, there must be a mystery hidden in it.
The closer to the mountain, the greater the pressure. About 20 meters away from the foot of the mountain, the phantom voice stopped: "no, this pressure is too huge, I dare not get close again!"
Xiaoyue silver wolf also nodded his head difficultly, his face turned white and said, "me too. I'm afraid I will be torn up by the pressure."
"This place should have special restrictions on Warcraft." The green emperor tiger also looks dignified.
"OK, you'll wait at the foot of the mountain."
"Why don't you take it in and I'll come with you?" Phantom sound is still a little uneasy.
"It's useless. There's so much resistance at the foot of the mountain, not to mention on the mountain. If you wait here, it will also play an important role There are not only obstacles left by the Shura people on this mountain, but also murders arranged by the four islands of Yama. There will inevitably be a bitter battle.
"Then be careful yourself."
Magic sound can only nod helplessly.
The three sacred beasts couldn't go up the mountain, and the crisis was a little bigger. At the moment of stepping on the mountain peak, the rich aura comes. Until then, Mo Li found that the stone pillars were not as common as those seen from a distance. Each stone pillar is obviously carefully carved. There are not only a variety of Rune lines, but also a lot of high-level magic cores on the top to provide energy. The most conspicuous is the ferocious faces carved on the stone pillars. It's a human face, but it's like a monster coming out of hell, which makes people feel trembling when they look at it.
Mo Li fixed his eyes and looked at the face close at hand. When he met the vivid eyes on the face, his mind seemed to be completely attracted in an instant.
A scene that seems to be a sacrifice always comes to mind. On the dark altar, an old man with white beard and hair recites in a low voice with yellow ancient books in his hand. At the bottom, there are many figures in strange clothes kneeling. Each person has a dark crutch in his hand, and all kinds of fierce animal patterns are carved on the top.
Chanting like Sanskrit sounds like a sound in Mo Li's ear. Through the heavy fog, you can see an ancient flag floating in the wind. It seems that some mysterious totem is depicted on the top. When Mo Li wants to capture and see clearly, the scene in front of him returns to Qingming in an instant.
"Roar"
In the sea of knowledge, the soul of the dragon is constantly rolling and roaring. Mo Li wakes up from the secret room with a layer of sweat on his forehead. The whole body's fighting spirit has lost most of it in the moment, but the face in front of him is more vivid.
"What a strange thing!"
Don't be shocked. It's not only charming, but also absorbing the energy that belongs to him. Mo Li, who has come back, turns around and looks at Su ranxin and Zhan Nantian. After turning back, he finds that they have already disappeared!