Chapter 32: The Land of Witchfall (Part 2)

　　According to Yang Jian's understanding, there may be some treasures that can arouse the ‘urgent’ of the Eight or Nine Profound Art, but there should be little hope in this celestial geography.
　　 But how did the desire and joy in my heart, as if the long drought meet the rain, arise?
　　 Could it be that if you have practiced and sat for too long, Xuan Gong is just like Brother Pig, who has never seen a beautiful girl, and drools when he sees some treasure?
　　Uh, a few black lines hung on Yang Jian's forehead, and he almost amused himself while running forward.
　　The stronger the wind, the stronger the evil, and the resistance to the forward movement increased a little bit. Yang Jian had to slow down his pace a little, because he felt a dangerous breath hidden in the blood dance.
　　 That should be a spiritual creature practicing in this evil, just like the ‘neighing’ I heard when I just avoided those people.
　　 Walk forward about half an hour.
"Ok?"
　　 Yang Jian suddenly stopped, frowned and looked forward.
　　 However, I saw a huge skeleton standing on the sand. There was still a trace of warmth on the skeleton, but there was not the slightest amount of flesh left.
　　 His scalp was numb, and goose bumps exploded all over his body. Yang Jian even felt like vomiting, but forcibly held it back.
　　 This skeleton looks like a monster beast that belongs to a lion and a tiger. It is nearly ten feet long and two feet wide at its widest point. It actually fell here.
　　 simply speculate in my heart:
　　 Such a huge monster beast was still living in this land not long ago, and its physical strength can definitely resist the scraping of these wind and blood mist.
　　 It is full of flesh and blood, it must be eaten clean by even more terrifying monsters!
　　 Yang Jian avoided this place, carefully bypassing the white and flawless skeleton, and continued to explore the way forward.
　　He should be fortunate that this blood evil has severely restricted the spiritual consciousness of the monks, even if the cultivation level is high, they cannot explore too far here.
　　 Otherwise, if Yang Jian moved forward like this, he would have been attacked long ago.
　　 He has actually gone quite deep into the land of blood evil.
　　 After another half an hour, Yang Jian encountered four or five places of dead bodies. There were no longer only huge animal-shaped corpses on the ground, but human-shaped corpses began to remain.
　　 But no matter what kind of corpse, there is a common feature-they are all flawless bones, and there is no flesh and blood.
　　 This weird scene caused Yang Jian's palms to sweat.
　　 This is the first time he went into danger to hunt for treasure, but he didn't expect it to be so dangerous.
　　 could not help but put the steps more carefully, and more carefully perceive the way forward.
　　 Soon, Yang Jian overturned all the words spoken by the Broken Heaven Immortal Gate!
　　 Ten elders? I'm afraid I was just kidding! This is not just one direction. On the road he walked, he has seen more than 20 places of bones and corpses, and more than 18 people have died here!
　　 The white smoke on the bones is enough to prove that these people have just died!
　　More than human-shaped corpses are still those huge beasts.
　　Perhaps after this secret place appeared, a large group of cultivators broke in one after another, and started a series of battles with the blood evil spirits living here, and went all the way forward.
　　 Or, a group of demon cultivators and human cultivators rushed into this place at the same time, rushing forward while fighting, leaving behind all the corpses.
　　 But, between this world, isn’t there only a small world in the secret realm that still has a reluctant aura for cultivation?
　　 After the Lich War, Yao Xiu had weak luck. If he didn't have any spiritual energy, what kind of practice would he take?
　　 Yang Jian thought about it again and again, but still felt that the first possibility was a bit more likely.
　　 went on, and saw three or four places of corpses. The beast-shaped corpses left here were even larger, while the human-shaped corpses were more.
　　 Yang Jian continued to detour, almost crouching, trying to minimize the possibility of himself being discovered.
　　 "Hi...his..."
　　 The strange noise suddenly heard made Yang Jian stay still, his body was like wood plastic, holding his breath, and reducing his life characteristics to a minimum.
　　 He saw it!
　　 There was a huge monster like a snake and a lizard, dozens of feet away from his left front, shaking the huge body, swimming in the same direction as Yang Jian.
　　 This body... is at least twenty feet long, right?
　　 actually had eight sturdy short legs, but its appearance made people think that this was not a good crop, not to mention the blood-red scales on its body.
　　 Yang Jian is steady and motionless, but the eight or nine profound arts are running wildly to accumulate strength.
　　 He didn't dare to expose even the slightest bit of warfare and murderous intent, and tried to keep his eyes without any color, just standing there quietly with his waist.
　　 is just a few breaths, but Yang Jian feels more difficult than a few months!
　　 Finally, the figure of the strange snake disappeared in the evil spirit, but Yang Jian felt that there was not much danger, and planned to move on.
　　 Even if there is that kind of powerful monster in front of him, Yang Jian still has to take a risk for his own breakthrough...
If you don’t have enough strength, then you will be lucky. Yang Jian listened to Taiyi who praised his profound blessing, and this time he wanted to try it. In this world where aura is exhausted and heaven is not obvious, is there any usefulness!
　　 There was a sudden movement in his heart, and Yang Jian looked at the path that the monster had walked, and his figure sprang out with a whistle, jumping directly into the gully left by the monster.
　　 With the remaining power left by the strange snake just leaving, this trench should allow him to avoid many dangers, right?
　　 It was true, Yang Jian walked forward sullenly, without hindrance for the next half an hour.
　　 Finally, the violent wind between heaven and earth suddenly stopped, and the heaven and earth in his eyes suddenly became clear. Yang Jian was taken aback for a moment, then quickly withdrew and retreated, got into the blood mist, found a bunker and lay down, quietly observing the front.
　　 In the center of the Blood Fiend, there is no wind!
　　 The circular area with a diameter of one thousand meters is now erupting into a great battle!
　　 There are more than a hundred silhouettes fighting there, and more than a dozen scarlet behemoths like the monster snakes seen before are also there desperately blocking these more than one hundred silhouettes!
　　 There is a small earth mountain in the middle of the circular area, like a tomb, and it seems to be a head. The boundless blood qi diffuses out of the ‘earth mountain’, rolling up a lot of evil spirits thousands of feet away.
　　 Obviously, more than a hundred figures just wanted to rush to the vicinity of the dirt mountain, and more than a dozen scarlet beasts desperately blocked it.
　　 "I'm afraid the chance is right there," Yang Jian frowned bitterly.
　　 Alas, the cultivation base is too low. Among the characters in the battle, which one is not the monk who can fly into the sky and escape?
　　 Those huge scarlet beast spirits, can't they swallow their own existence in one bite?
　　 What's worse is that there is no wind and waves within that thousand feet, and without the cover of this evil spirit, he doesn't need to sneak in from behind.
　　 What to do?
　　 Do you have to go back empty-handed after entering Baoshan?
　　 The chance of a breakthrough in profound art...
　　 "Forget it, nothing is as important as life, the great Xiantu is waiting for my brother, this kind of death and no life situation, let it go."
　　 Yang Jian shook his head for a while, although he was reluctant to give up, and his spiritual sense was still ready to move, but he had no possibility of moving forward.
　　 no wind zone, no wind zone!
　　 Yang Jian could only stomped his feet hatefully, and turned around to find a way out.
　　 Suddenly, the mysterious power that had been running stopped slightly, and the spirit trembling seemed to be guiding Yang Jian.
　　 Yang Jian looked at the sand-filled land on the left with some doubts. He was low in shape, stepped back a bit, and then walked towards the place guided by spiritual sense.
　　 was walking, in the wind and sand, he suddenly saw a dark stone stele standing on the windless and windy boundary.
　　 The wind and sand cannot invade, the blood cannot rot, it seems to be up and down, exuding a sense of resentment and rage.
　　 Yang Jian sneaked in and saw four very complicated ancient characters written on the front of the stele.
　　 Yang Jian asked himself that he had never seen this kind of text, but the information carried by these four characters was instantly clear to his mind.
　　The Land of Witchfall!
　　 unwilling!
　　 Cut the sky!
　　 died in battle!
　　 also!
　　 worship the ancestor with one's body!
　　Leave blood for future generations!
　　Anyone of my witch clan can enter the war witch essence and blood!
　　 This body can die! Unbeatable!
　　 Yang Jian was inexplicably shocked, standing three feet in front of the stone monument, unable to calm for a long time.
　　 At this moment, he suddenly heard a cold cry from the windless place, Yang Jian looked up and couldn't help but gritted his teeth.
　　 "Who is avoiding the battle by the stone tablet? It turned out to be you!"
　　 That peerless fairy rushed down from the sky~EbookFREE.me~The green sword in his hand cast a sword shadow.
　　 Qinglian!
　　 It's her again!
　　 And this time the shot is cold and murderous!
　　 Yang Jian broke the cauldron and sunk the boat, running the first stage of the Eight-Nine Profound Art at full speed, he was full of anger in his heart, but he wanted to scrape a piece of blood on this woman!
　　 Abnormal change suddenly arises!
　　 A big scarlet hand stretched out from the stone tablet, grabbing Yang Jian's figure directly, and dragging Yang Jian towards the stone tablet!
With a soft sound of 　　噗, Yang Jian didn't have time to scream for a while, as if he had been swallowed directly by a stone tablet, and his figure disappeared without a trace.
　　 And the sword shadows fell, and they dinged for a while, but there was no trace left on the stone tablet.
　　 The beautiful Taoist aunt landed in front of the stele, frowned slightly, murmured a word, turned and rushed towards the continuous battle over there.
　　 "He actually got good luck for him, huh! Leaving you will only make me uneasy, and I must kill it for all my heart."
　　 After finishing speaking, her beautiful face was a little haughty, and she moved forward into the battlefield.
　　 This is a ruthless person, knowing that Yang Jian had already hated her, and this time he was even more merciless.
　　 Only after today's change, Yang Jian and her are already absolute feuds, and they will fight one another in the future, and they can only save one.
　　 If Yang Jian hadn't come here, perhaps she would not be able to pose any threat to her in a short time, and she would even be hunted down several times.
　　 But, Yang Jian is here, it's worth it, I went in...
　　The number of fate is like this, the source of good fortune is profound, and Taoist blessing.
　　……
　　PS: Roar! Seeking collection, seeking recommendation! Seedlings of the new book, come here with everything! Erlang will begin to change tomorrow, and finally you don’t need to be silly!