Fantasy: The system forced me to marry the demon queen

"Wait, Palace Master Xiao!"

Just as Xiao Qingcheng and Tuoba Kang were about to leave, the Great Elder suddenly stopped them.

"what happened again?"

Xiao Qingcheng didn't turn his head back.

Well, it's just to hunt the evil spirits, why are you still talking about it?
"Palace Master Xiao, before entering the battlefield of the gods, I need to remind you of two things."

"Go ahead."

Xiao Qingcheng waved his hand casually.

"First, you must beware of those casual cultivators in your human race."

"Oh? What do you mean?"

Hearing this, Xiao Qingcheng turned around and said in surprise.

At such an advanced age, is it possible that he still wants to sow discord?

"Palace Master Xiao does not know that among the human powers in the Evil Spirit Valley, apart from the three major sects, there are also a very large number of casual cultivators of the human race. These casual cultivators are usually idle mercenary teams. What they did was all shady things, they never changed their minds in the Valley of the Evil Spirits, and often intercepted and killed your human monks halfway, even including people in our barbarian tribes."

"What! Is there such a thing?"

Xiao Qingcheng froze for a moment, his face turned dark.

It's fine if you don't unite, and you still engage in gangsters and eat gangsters?
"Many of them hardly hunt evil spirits, because hunting evil spirits is also very dangerous to themselves. These people often wander in the dark to intercept and kill others, and snatch the evil spirits obtained by others , Even if they hand over the evil spirits and souls, they will kill them all and leave no one alive. As far as I know, in the past few years, there have been no fewer than two thousand people who have died at the hands of your human casual cultivators. There is a small part of us barbarians..."

"Scum like this, you just let them exist and don't exterminate them?"

Xiao Qingcheng asked back.

"The Loose Cultivator Alliance is very cunning. They have many secret bases. We have joined forces with the human race several times, but every time they started to know about the operation, they ran away as soon as they saw us. They never dared to fight with us. If there is a head-on conflict, even today, we have no good solution."

After listening to the Great Elder's narration, Xiao Qingcheng's eyelids twitched wildly.

These people really discredited the people, even Xiao Qingcheng felt ashamed.

The Great Elder Qian reminded Wanwan: "So, after entering the battlefield of the gods, Palace Master Xiao must not only be careful of evil spirits, but also beware of your human loose cultivators. To be honest, compared to evil spirits, these casual cultivators are more hateful."

Speaking of this, the Great Elder also gritted his teeth with hatred.

As early as a few years ago, he fought a purple evil spirit for hundreds of rounds. In the end, both sides were injured. On the way back, he was intercepted and killed by a human casual cultivator. , most likely want to drink and hate there.

"Okay, I'll keep an eye out."

Xiao Qingcheng nodded.

The Great Elder should be telling the truth, because those mercenary teams in the outside world often do this kind of dirty tricks, Xiao Qingcheng is no stranger to it, but fortunately, Xiao Qingcheng has never encountered However, of course, this luck does not refer to Xiao Qingcheng, but to those people.

If he really encountered those bastards on the battlefield of the gods, Xiao Qingcheng would never show mercy, and would kill as many as he saw.

"One more thing I want to remind is that in the deepest part of the battlefield of the gods, there are eight purple evil spirits stationed in it. Therefore, please do not go to the deepest part, otherwise your life will be in danger."

"Eight Great Purple Evil Spirits..."

Xiao Qingcheng held his chin with one hand, the blood in his body boiled uncontrollably.

Earlier, Tuoba Kang briefly talked about the purple evil spirit with him. It seems that the strength of this purple evil spirit should not be simple. After all, Tuoba Kang said that these purple evil spirits would Not much better than his father.

"The reason why I told Palace Master Xiao this is because these eight purple evil spirits don't have the same strength as us..."

"what?"

Xiao Qingcheng frowned.

What is different strength?Could it be that those purple evil spirits have the strength of a great emperor or an immortal king?

If this was the case, wouldn't Xiao Qingcheng become an ant, who could be crushed to death easily.

"To be precise, their realm is actually the same as ours. They are all at the first level of Huangwu Realm or about 100 million jin of strength, but the purple evil spirit has a special method. They can communicate with the outside world and obtain a special kind of energy. , This kind of energy is something that our world does not have, if they use that kind of energy to hit us, there is a great chance that we will die!"

"The extraterrestrial you are referring to is the cosmic energy outside the net?"

Xiao Qingcheng said suspiciously.

"We are not very clear about this. We only know that the energy they display is not from our world. Therefore, I hope that Palace Master Xiao must be careful and never enter the deepest part of the battlefield of the gods."

The Great Elder said earnestly.

"Well, I know all about it, thank you for your reminder."

Xiao Qingcheng cupped his fists.

"It's getting late, Akon, let's go."

Xiao Qingcheng bid farewell to everyone one by one, and then led Tuoba Kang out of the tent.

Looking at the backs of the two leaving, the head elder's expression gradually became dignified.

"May they both be safe."

"As long as they don't encounter the purple evil spirit, their lives should not be in danger."

"Everything is hard to say..."

.........

After Xiao Qingcheng and Tuoba Kang left the big alliance of barbarian tribes, they walked towards the battlefield of the gods fifty kilometers away.

This time they did not walk, but flew high in the air.

What surprised Xiao Qingcheng was that the gravity of the Evil Spirit Valley is obviously different from that of the outside world. At first, when he was not flying, Xiao Qingcheng didn't feel any discomfort, but when he flew high in the sky, he felt a huge sense of pressure. In an instant, this feeling is like carrying a hill on your back.

Fortunately, for people like them who major in physical training, they can adapt quickly without any pressure.

"Ex, senior, we will come into the battlefield of the gods later, shall we go to the deepest part..."

"Why, are you very interested in the Purple Evil Spirit?"

Xiao Qingcheng looked at him with a half-smile.

"It's not that I'm interested, I always feel that it's the first time I come here, I have to see and see, otherwise it would be a pity..."

"That's right. It's a pity that I don't see you when I come here."

Xiao Qingcheng touched his chin and rolled his eyes a few times.

Seeing Xiao Qingcheng's attitude, Tuoba Kang on the side clenched his fists excitedly.

Their barbarian tribes have always been warlike, how could he not be envious of a formidable opponent like the Purple Evil Spirit!

.........

Soon, the two arrived at their destination.

A huge boulder nearly [-] meters high stood in front of them, with four large characters engraved on it: Battlefield of the Gods.

These four characters are red, as if they were splashed with blood.

But behind the boulder, there is a group of chaotic rocks, all of which are densely packed with stones, some of which are less than ten centimeters short, and some of which are as high as five or sixty meters.

This is almost the same as what the Great Elder said before, the so-called battlefield of the gods is a mess of rocks.

This group of chaotic rocks can't be seen at a glance. Based on Xiao Qingcheng's guess, the range here is at least a thousand kilometers, which is still less.

"Slow down, slow down..."

"I'm afraid I will lie down for three months when I go back this time."

"It's worth lying down for three months, unlike Chen Ba and the others, there are no bones left."

"Yeah, it's good to be alive."

At this time, several human monks supported each other, and they came out covered in blood. They looked very embarrassed, and almost all of them were painted.

It can be seen that the evil spirits in the battlefield of the gods are not lambs to be slaughtered, but may also be hungry wolves.