Chapter 607: Youquan battlefield big idol

"Teaching, but is it?" Qin Haoxuan looked into the distance, with a bit of faint excitement in the dignified voice, this is a real big scene!
"Come on." Huang Long nodded and taught, his voice was low.
The atmosphere in the mixed Tissot was a little dignified. Even the monkeys of Xiaojin are standing up, and a pair of shining monkey eyes look at the boundless black fog, as if they are enemies.
As the tens of Tissot approached the boundless black fog again, the scene in front of him began to clear.
I saw a dark infinite abyss on the earth at the end of my gaze, and the boundless black gas overflowed from the abyss.
In the sky, on the earth, the cultivators who are one by one or the swords of the flying swords, or the horrible demons, are all mixed together and killed together.
Killing the sound.
Everywhere you see, you are fighting everywhere, you are killing everywhere, and you are in chaos.
Rune flashing, spiritual law, magnificent spiritual power Xiaguang from time to time, and quickly played out.
The wrecked wreckage has fallen from the sky, and even the sun-like spiritual light waves have come from the dark abyss farther away.
That must be a powerful cultivator who is practicing the Tao or unfortunately falling.
Further in the dark abyss, there are some powerful shadows of the shadows that smash into a group. Only the boundless black fog has the effect of blocking the knowledge of God. Qin Haoxuan is not so real.
On the battlefield, the human team of a team is arranged in a large array to kill the enemy, while the opposite Mozu has some vague methods, but more is the direct attack of the flesh.
The strength of these Mozus is slightly stronger than that of Qin Haoxuan in the ancient tomb of Chunyang Xianwang, and there are more races.
Some of them are like moving hills, and they all squeeze the virtual space to distort the waves, showing a strong fighting power.
The singer who is almost close to the fairyland of the fairy tales can only see that the virtual space is swaying like a wave on his fist.
There is also a pair of flesh-winged amazing Mozu, who will "snap" from time to time to fly out, take a young cultivator and re-sneak into the underground abyss.
The cultivator died, but the companions around him still struggled, and the mind was not affected at all.
The endless battlefield, the eyes can not see the border.
"...this is the battlefield of the cultivating world..."
Qin Haoxuan once thought that he had seen a big scene, but the moment he saw this scene, he was shocked! Fairy trees... Fairy, the road is more than one in battle!
In the beginning, it is difficult to see the existence of a Taoist environment on weekdays. Here... just arrived here... I saw more than one Taoist world... What does this mean? I am afraid it is close to everyday.
"The secluded demon world is the enemy of all the human beings, and all the sects of the Supreme Masters and the human world have established the rules. All the sects send people to come here every year according to the strength of each martial art. The battle between the people." Huang Long's teaching voice is low, and the look of the endless battlefield has some complexities.
Qin Haoxuan secretly felt his emotions. In the past, on the battlefield of Wanhua, he did not fight the Mozu. Even with the prisoner like the demon, and even the gold demon among the demons, it can be described as bloody, just compared with the huge battlefield in front of it, it is really a small witch.
Qin Haoxuan was shocked first, and then only felt the blood boiled up - why are so many cultivaters who are willing to give their lives to protect this abyss?
This...the cost of guarding the human world is high and bloody!
If these demons are allowed to rush into the human world, the parents and neighbors of Taichu and his Datian Town will be hurt and eaten...
Qin Haoxuan couldn't help but clench his fists, one day... one day! I will really get here to enter the battle!
Huang Long’s teaching was silent, his expression was awe-inspiring, and his eyes were bright and scary, as if something was burning.
On the earth, there are countless camps away from the darkness, and the undulating and undulating, like waves, extend into the endless distance.
The flag is spread all over.
Each group of camps is set up separately, and the colors of the flags are different, just like a military camp.
Although it is such a huge camp group, in addition to the sounds of the battles of the immortals fighting in the martial arts field, and the fierce battles in the magical springs, the camps that are close to the magical springs are actually quiet. It is surprising.
The mixed Tissot stayed in one of the camps with a hundred miles away from the enchantment of the Quanquan, and the mixed ton of breath suddenly converges.
"You come with me." Huang Long said in a faint teaching, but Qin Haoxuan can clearly feel the slightest fluctuation in the tone of the teaching, showing the wave of the heart at the moment.
When Huang Long lived, he took the first step out of the Tissot and came outside.
Qin Haoxuan calmed down and converge slightly, and followed closely.
As soon as he had a mixed Tissot, Qin Haoxuan felt that there was a "huge" in the sea.
This breath almost came from all directions, from every account, giving him an inexplicable pressure.
"Strong is like Lin..."
Usually in the early days of teaching, Qin Haoxuan's power of knowledge at the moment can make him feel this inexplicable pressure, usually only some elders, guardians and teachers.
But inside, obviously there are too many strong people.
More distant, there is a strong and unmatched breath that faintly passed over, as if a crouching behemoth.
Qin Haoxuan was shocked, but there was no fear. The pressure of a "" was washed away in the soul, followed by Huanglong’s teaching in front of the camp.
The camp where the Taichu was located only occupies only a glimpse of the boundless camp, which is unremarkable.
Along the way, Huanglong’s teachings also slowly brought up some great teachings with Qin Haoxuan and pointed out the barracks where they were.
It is for Qin Haoxuan to open an eye.
Although the early education in Xianglong is the first major religion, it is not enough to look at these big churches.
The size and amount of the camps here are closely related to how many people each sect and how much strength they have.
Some of the big factions have treasures in the crackdown camp. Countless mysterious runes are ups and downs, and the treasures are so bright that outsiders can't easily enter them.
"In the early days of teaching, Hao Xuan, do you think that the early education is also a big faction? Compared with these real big factions, we have a long road to grow up." Huang Long teaches and talks to Qin Haoxuan about these big factions. When I came to the head, I couldn’t help but sigh.
"The teaching of the palm is..." Qin Haoxuan’s pressure is a sharp increase. Once upon a time, he still felt that the natural hall was rising. He would be able to rank in the early days, but now he seems to be really ridiculous. The goal of the natural church is too small. Now! Nature Hall will one day compete here!
Along the way, I will also encounter some big disciples who just came back from the battlefield. They are covered in blood, murderous, and walked up and rampaged. Obviously, they just returned from the death of the fountain.
Some disciples' disciples, even if they were knocked open, dared to speak out.
Qin Haoxuan saw this scene, and he was vigilant in his heart. If someone hits it, he will not be as embarrassed as those people. The name of the beginning is not weak!
For a while, Qin Haoxuan felt wrong! Those blood-stained disciples who were clearly dressed in large robes were seeing Huanglong's teachings. Many people first glimpsed, and immediately the face was arrogant, and became cautious.
Even some big disciples have come forward to say hello, that attitude...how to say...may be more polite than the four lobby masters...the polite people are very uncomfortable, but Huanglong’s teaching is as usual. Charity responded to these greeted disciples and even occasionally praised each other.
And those disciples who have been praised... well! One by one, the eyebrows danced with the dragon scales and the sword was so happy.
Qin Haoxuan began to doubt, what kind of embarrassing role did he teach the adults in this battlefield? Just the one who came over and said hello and greeted the immortal, is it a real situation? Wherever you go, there is an identity! This attitude towards the teaching of the company... How is it like a fairy seedling attitude towards the fairyland?
What happened to those few? Qin Haoxuan discovered a new thing~EbookFREE.me~ A few disciples of the 10,000-year-old Dazhi, who are arguing about the emotions called fear, the eyes are like monkeys seeing tigers, already afraid of the bones. .
Qin Haoxuan’s thoughts and tides can’t help but have some imaginations. Look at the attitudes of these people... What did you do in the palm of your hand?
After walking for a while, Qin Haoxuan and Huang Long went to the camp on the south side.
The camp was surrounded by a group of majestic squads, so that a small barracks was not so obvious in a group of big factions.
There was also a "strong" breath in the camp, and the three clear clouds on the top were particularly conspicuous.
Qin Haoxuan couldn't help but see the sign, and it was obvious that the camp was part of the position of the early education.
"Teaching?"
As soon as Huanglong’s palm was close to the barracks, the disciples who were at the gate of the barracks immediately discovered the Huanglong real person wearing the Ming Huang Dao, and could not help but be surprised and happy. You must know that in recent years, you have never set foot on this battlefield of Shura.
"You are Sun Changfeng of Bizhutang?" Huang Long glanced at the disciplinary disciple who looked at the goalkeeper. His eyes were slightly surprised: "Have you been here for twenty years? Have you not returned yet?"
The disciples can't help but feel a little excited: "The teacher still remembers my name!" Quickly said: "The environment here is hard, but the day and night battle can sharpen the heart and improve the cultivation. The disciples still want to stay here. For some years, I have made some contributions to the early education."
Huang Long’s teaching nodded and patted the shoulder of Sun Changfeng to show his appreciation.
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