Chapter 201: Weird battlefield

Under the sea of ​​thousands of feet, a wave of traces suddenly appeared, as if there was a rapid approach from the distant sea, and the constant resurgence of the sea was set off.
Luo Yang's eyes were condensed. When he looked up, his eyes looked in the direction of the ripples. His right hand was quickly photographed from the Qiankun bag, and a black iron sword appeared beside him.
In the dark waters, a blurred figure gradually drifted away, and a turn of the road was picked up. As the figure approached, the wave marks of the sea became more and more urgent. Under the eyes of Luo Yang’s vigilance, a beautiful face suddenly appeared. In his eyes.
The beautiful face seems to be able to win people's hearts. Just a glance, it gives people a sense of heart, just in this exquisite face, there is a sly wound, from her forehead, her The face became very scary.
A long black hair danced in the water, and the horrified eyes in his eyes seemed to be something terrible before he died. Even after tens of thousands of years, he still kept the original. Looks like, constantly reverberating in the sea, like the ghosts in the nine secluded, horrible!
Her eyes swept through the female body, and she realized that she had already died for tens of thousands of years, and Luo Yang’s face gradually relaxed, but she still could not have the slightest intention in her heart.
After sinking a bit, after Luo Yang sinned against the female body, the long sleeves were suddenly slammed, and a magic weapon in the shape of a bead was picked up by the woman.
After seeing the magic weapon firmly and stopped on the female body, Luo Yang’s crumpled brows were slightly loosened, and his body continued to sink deep into the sea.
When the road sinks all the way, when Luo Yang meets a female corpse, he will leave a magic weapon on them. Although these magic weapons are precious, Luo Yang’s heart does not have any pain. If there is no danger underneath, but once there is a change, the magic weapon left behind is his life-saving straw!
After half an hour, when Luo Yang’s body sank to nearly three thousand feet, more and more bodies were encountered. Among these bodies, there are not only beautiful women, but also old people and children. They are all without exception. It’s a face with horror, and it’s chilling before it’s dead.
"Qingyun Shangxian is a fairy who was 30,000 years ago. The five elements of the line he left have at least 30,000 years. If it is so, it is better to say that if these bodies are available, they will have This five-line array, that place..."
Luo Yang's face became more and more dignified, and the uneasiness in his heart was more intense. When he hesitated in his heart, the sea beneath it suddenly had a large bright light, as if it was at the end of the sea.
After a slight flash of his eyes, Luo Yang’s figure suddenly accelerated, sinking toward the bottom of the sea, and the light in his eyes was even more embarrassing. When he sank a depth of five hundred feet, he appeared in front of him. A radiant world.
"This... is this a battlefield?!"
Luo Yang’s gaze swept through the bottom of the sea below, and his face was shocked.
Under the thousands of feet of sea water, it is a huge battlefield with thousands of bodies crowded in it. Even if the surrounding sea water shines, it looks still horrible.
On both sides of the battlefield, there are two distinct teams of people. They seem to be continually and smothered in this vast war, until a sudden change suddenly occurs, and the entire battlefield is instantly subverted. Everyone’s face is horrified. The color, then all died, leaving no one.
A dead body is deep in the sea. After tens of thousands of hours, it is still difficult to see the sky again. Only those magic weapons in their hands emit light in the dark waters. When all the rays are connected together, there is a very strange sight in front of you!
"These magic weapons are from this battlefield..." After seeing a magic weapon rolled up by the sea and quickly floating towards the sea, Luo Yang’s face showed a clear color.
After a slight sigh, Luo Yang seemed to think of something in general, his face suddenly changed.
"I don't have the right thing... Since they all died in an instant, why did they sink into this deep sea? Moreover, these magic weapons are deep in the sea, and even if the sea is flowing, it is difficult to bring them out. Like a bait, I want to bring people to the general!"
There was a flash of thought in his mind, and Luo Yang’s face gradually became dignified. His eyes swept quickly from the vast battlefield below. When he looked at the center of the battlefield, his eyes were condensed.
In the middle of the battlefield, a tall man glared at the top, and his face did not look terrified. Instead, there was a strong unwillingness, as if he was questioning God.
In the hands of this man, there is a half-opened scroll that looks very extraordinary. Even in the sea, it is still preserved for tens of thousands of years without any damage.
Luo Yang’s body slammed down and approached the battlefield on the seabed. After entering the battlefield, his right hand suddenly gripped, and the picture flew directly out and fell into the hands of Luoyang.
"This...this is..."
After the eyes swept away from the contents of the scroll, Luo Yang’s eyes suddenly shrank. I saw that on the scroll, I painted a very fierce battlefield. The scene of this battlefield is exactly the same as the battlefield in the depths of the sea. The slightest deviation.
What makes Luo Yang even more shocked is that on this picture, a figure is clearly drawn outside the scene, and the hand-held picture is looking at something. Although the appearance of this figure is not drawn, only one back exists, but Luo Yang can see at a glance that the person in the picture is himself!
A dead air machine will cover Luo Yang in an instant. At this moment, Luo Yang even feels that the battlefield here seems to be waiting for himself. It has a meaning of calling, which makes him want to integrate. To the battlefield.
"roll!"
"roll roll roll!"
"A cruel spirit also dared to let go in front of Laozi, give me a roll!"
Just when Luo Yang’s heart was horrified, the sound of a channel of drinking sounded like a thunder, and it quickly sounded in his mind, which restored Luo Yan’s eyes with a clear color.
"Kids, put the picture away!" The loud scream of the candle dragon rang in Luo Yang's ear. Luo Yang's heart shook, his hands slammed hard, and the open picture scroll suddenly closed.
After the scroll was closed, Luo Yang’s eyes returned to a clear-cut look. After looking at the closed picture in his hand again, there was a trace of fear in his heart.
"On this picture, there is a magical spirit left by the pseudo-sin. Although it has been broken, your cultivation is too low. Once you open it, you will be recruited. If you haven’t been there, you are afraid that you are already Those people are the same." The candle dragon saw that Luo Yang had left the control of the remnant, and he explained it faintly.
"It’s just a remnant left over tens of thousands of years ago. It’s so horrible. How strong is the real immortal..."
Luo Yang’s face was shocked and he took a deep breath. He carefully put the scroll on a few seals before he was admitted to the Qiankun bag. When his eyes swept from below, Luo Yang’s eyes tightened. The face changed dramatically again...