The Desert God of Death in Douluo

After seeing the arrival of a group of people, the man in black opened his slightly closed eyes, pierced two soul-stirring gazes, and slowly glanced around the people present.

"Pass through the bloody ancient battlefield, gain the qualification to enter the next level, and receive gifts from the Sword God."

The man in black cherished his words like gold. After saying this, he closed his eyes again, no longer caring about the people in front of him.

"I'll try it first."

Chen Xin glanced at the bloody ancient battlefield in front of him, and stopped everyone who wanted to take action. It was most appropriate for him to test the depth of this ancient battlefield.

Zeng Yixin glanced at Chen Xin, who had firm eyes, and nodded silently.

Ning Rongrong grabbed Chen Xin's hand with some worry: "Grandpa Jian..."

Chen Xin smiled, touched Ning Rongrong's head and said, "Don't worry Rongrong, I can't die in front of old bones. I will definitely withdraw if I can't bear the danger."

As soon as he arrived in front of this ancient battlefield, Chen Xin immediately felt a sharp and murderous atmosphere surrounding him.It was as if there was some special energy suppressing him.There is a heavy feeling in my heart.

Chen Xin is not an ordinary young boy. He walks very steadily and takes every step firmly.

Arriving in front of the ancient battlefield, Chen Xin slowly raised his right leg and stepped towards the bright red land under his feet.

As soon as his right leg entered the range of the ancient battlefield, he suddenly felt a strong resistance appearing in front of his leg, forcefully pushing him back.

With the soul power inside, Chen Xin's feet slowly became steady while driving his body towards the seemingly boundless ancient battlefield.

Chen Xin's caution was completely correct. When he stood up, he suddenly felt an overwhelming pressure, squeezing his body hard.

Just like pressing your finger into a balloon and having the dented balloon pop your finger out, a layer of scarlet mist appeared around his body. Chen Xin clearly felt that his soul power began to slowly flow away.

In addition, a sword intent mixed with a violent and crazy will for revenge swept towards Chen Xin's spiritual world.

However, Chen Xin, who was just one step away from reaching the realm of demigods, was so powerful that he easily defeated this will for revenge, leaving only the purest sword intention to comprehend carefully.

Seeing Chen Xin's figure stagnant, everyone was inevitably a little panicked, even Zeng Yixin was a little helpless.

It wasn't until Chen Xin realized the sword's intention and took another step that everyone could barely breathe a sigh of relief.

Chen Xin withstood the pressure and took his second step. When he took the second step, the pressure increased again.It was about ten percent stronger than when he took his first step.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Xin speeded up this time and took more than ten steps in succession. A far more violent, violent and crazy sword intent than before swept towards Chen Xin's spiritual world, and then After crushing the crazy will, leaving only the pure sword intention, Chen Xin did not continue to move forward, but slowly retreated.

"Grandpa Jian, how are you doing?"

Seeing Chen Xin come back intact, Ning Rongrong's face was filled with joy.

After Chen Xin organized his words for a while, he said: "To put it simply, every time I take a step on the ancient battlefield ahead, I will receive a very strong pressure. I only took more than ten steps before, and the pressure was already there." It already requires a soul master to resist with all his strength."

"At the same time, every time I take a step, I will receive an impact of will wrapped in madness and violence. I can feel that this is composed of the resentment of many lives, and at the same time, it is also mixed with A sharp sword intent, if any of you are interested in swordsmanship, then these almost inexhaustible sword intent can be your best teacher."

"At the same time, Yixin, I suspect that this ancient battlefield may be the one you mentioned at that time..."

Having said this, Chen Xin couldn't help but hesitate.

Zeng Yixin raised his eyebrows and his expression became serious.

During the meeting at that time, Zeng Yixin once told Chen Xin a story about the Great Sky Sword Emperor suppressing the beast tide in the Star Dou Forest in front of a group of elders from Qunxing. However, after everyone left, Zeng Yixin told Chen Xin alone a story about the sword emperor. God's story.

If the Great Sky Sword Emperor at that time made a surprise attack behind enemy lines and destroyed most of the living forces in the core area of ​​​​the Star Dou Forest, then the Great Sky Sword Emperor at that time completely shattered the dream of the Soul Beast clan to re-rule the Douluo Continent on the frontal battlefield, and The soul beast clan has completely broken into each soul beast forest, and will never be reincarnated.

And the frontal battlefield, just like the ground stained red by countless blood, is an endless plain.

"Bloody ancient battlefield..."

Zeng Yixin chewed on these five words, and ripples appeared in his heart.

"Everyone should try it too."

Until the end, Zeng Yixin was unable to give a clear answer. After all, there were too few relevant records about what happened tens of thousands of years ago. Those murmurs that only existed in ancient times were just a casual one, and maybe they would It flows through your fingertips, passes over your head, and skips under your feet.

Maybe you can get a few words about that era from the biography left by a little-known person, or maybe you can pick up a soul tool that has been circulated for countless years and learn how glorious it has been. era.

But no matter what, that era has completely passed, and the stories of that era have also disappeared with that era, leaving only the shadows of the once glorious days.

Zeng Yixin stood up straight. His monster-like physical fitness greatly helped his endurance. After just a short rest, he was already fully recovered.

Ignoring the huge pressure on the bloody ancient battlefield, Zeng Yixin walked more than 80 steps in a row. He did not need to calm down to comprehend the sword's intention, so the violent will that came towards Zeng Yixin was easily crushed by Zeng Yixin.

But starting from eighty steps, even every step he took was so difficult.

When he took the No. 80 step, watermarks began to appear on the ground, which were formed by sweat. The scarlet mist around Zeng Yixin's body also became noticeably thicker.

His face turned red, and it was obvious that he had used up all his soul power.

No matter how powerful his body is, Zeng Yixin is still just a soul king who has not yet obtained the sixth soul ring. No matter how hard he works, the power of soul power still limits Zeng Yixin's progress.

"Roar——" Under the huge pressure, at a distance of about thirty steps, Dai Mubai roared, his legs spread, his arms spread out on both sides of the body in a hug, the hair on his body grew like crazy, and the third hair on his body The soul ring has already lit up.Circles of intense golden light continued to rise from his feet. With each circle of light rising, the aura on Dai Mubai's body would expand a bit, and a huge tiger-shaped shadow appeared behind him.It was his third soul skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation.

33, 34, 35, 36, 37.Dai Mubai's footsteps paused. His soul power had been consumed to a terrifying level. The moment he took eight steps forward, the soul power in his body could no longer support the use of soul skills at the same time.His body stagnated for a moment, and the next moment, his whole body rolled out, and under the huge pressure, he was shot out like a cannonball.

After eating a large recovery sausage handed over by Oscar, Dai Mubai did not directly recover the consumed soul power through practice, but looked towards the stairs. He wanted to see how far Zeng Yixin could persist.

At this time, it was revealed how terrifyingly deep Zeng Yixin's foundation was.In addition to his physical fitness, which is as high as Titled Douluo level, the nourishment of the body and the battery life provided by the four soul bones are also the reasons why he is far superior to his peers.

At this time, Zeng Yixin had taken step No. 90, and at this moment, the clothes behind Zeng Yixin exploded, and the muscles all over his body expanded unhealthyly. It was the expression of being stimulated to the extreme, one by one. Blue veins popped out, two thick thighs stabilized his body, and his feet stepped deeply into the blood-stained ground.

With a thick scarlet mist on his body, he still did not stop and continued to move forward slowly.Because Zeng Yixin knew that stopping would not only give him time to recover, but would instead consume his soul power to a greater extent.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

Mobilizing his huge mental power to once again crush the resentment that wanted to rush into his spiritual sea, Zeng Yixin took another step forward.

No. 90 Level [-] Step, Zeng Yixin felt that his legs were as heavy as iron, and it was extremely laborious to lift them up.But he still didn't give up.It was as if I was carrying a heavy mountain on my back.

The rapidly rotating soul power in his body surged like exploding lava.The pressure on his body had begun to make his bones crack.

He had not experienced this kind of endless pressure for a long time.

A circle of faint gray light spread out at Zeng Yixin's feet. Everyone was surprised to see that when the gray light appeared, Zeng Yixin suddenly accelerated his pace, taking steps 96, 97 and No. 90 in one breath. .

Yes, that is the increase from the killing field.Zeng Yixin, whose soul power reached level 99, finally burst out with his powerful strength. [-]. Zeng took a step forward with determination and determination.But at this time, he also found that he could no longer move forward.

"Puff, puff"

It was the sound of something scratching the skin. Four pairs of sixteen-section black bone wings emerged from Zeng Yixin's back in a hierarchical manner. They were arranged from top to bottom from large to small. Each bone wing Transparent thin wings that are almost imperceptible to the naked eye grow on them, and can even reach a width of three meters when fully expanded.

It was Zeng Yixin's soul bone elytra.

By stimulating the attached soul bone, Zeng Yixin's own attributes increased again. With the increase, Zeng Yixin took another step forward.

After this step, Zeng Yixin was completely stunned, as if someone had cast a immobilization spell.

The oppressive power of the ancient battlefield and Zeng Yixin's strength formed a clever balance. When he retreated, Zeng Yixin's strength was enough to keep him firmly in place, but if he wanted to move forward even half a step, Zeng Yixin couldn't do it.

Finally, Zeng Yixin did not move forward, but stepped back step by step.Every step back reduces the pressure.

When Zeng Yixin stepped back eighty steps, he found that his body seemed to be much lighter.

Not daring to stop, his physical energy had reached its peak in the previous explosion, so he had no choice but to continue to retreat.

When he finally withdrew from the ancient battlefield, the moment the scarlet mist surrounding his body dispersed, Zeng Yixin felt as if all the pores in his body were open. The next moment, an overwhelming feeling of weakness came over him. With a pop, Zeng Yixin's feet softened and he was about to fall to the ground.

Zhu Zhuqing's body was light and agile, and he immediately caught the extremely weak Zeng Yixin. While using his mental power to defend against the crazy will wandering in the ancient battlefield, he also poured out his soul power and physical energy to move forward. This was a challenge to both his mental and physical fitness. An extremely powerful challenge.

"Everyone should give it a try." After saying these words, Zeng Yixin, with the support of Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong, sat cross-legged with difficulty and directly entered the state of trance.

Stress is the best catalyst for human body progress, and the same is true for the cultivation of soul power.

Without the huge pressure, Zeng Yixin felt like he was floating. Without the pressure of the ancient battlefield, his body seemed to be completely relaxed, and every cell seemed to be reborn.

The emptiness of the soul power in his body filled Zeng Yixin's heart with a feeling of excitement.Practicing cultivation under such circumstances will be of great benefit to oneself.

The ancient battlefield here seems to be similar to Poseidon's Light, but it is more difficult than Poseidon's Light.

The triple postgraduate entrance examination of body, mind, and soul power is the ultimate assessment of the overall quality of a soul master. Under such pressure, the growth of mental power will also increase to a great extent.

When Zeng Yixin woke up from the practice, he felt that the inner energy in his body was full and ready to be released, which was indescribably refreshing.Whether it is the soul power flowing in the body, the fully recovered body, or the mental power, there has been a slight increase.

The others were also in a state of cultivation at this time, and it could be seen from their embarrassed looks that they had experienced this crazy ancient battlefield.

Standing up, I simply moved my muscles and bones, the muscles were tight but still elastic, the feeling of weakness was swept away, and instead I felt full of strength.

Only a hundred steps away had stopped Zeng Yixin, who was almost in his prime. But if he wanted to reach the giant sword, it would take more than ten thousand steps?

Zeng Yixin was extremely sure that even if he failed to pass the Sword God's test, the growth he could achieve in this ancient battlefield would far exceed his own imagination.

It was also at this time that my once single-minded mind of seeing only dust slowly awakened in the midst of practice.

"How about it?"

Zeng Yixin asked, sitting cross-legged next to Chen Xin.

Chen Xin's eyes showed excitement. Compared to others, he could gain more insights from the ancient battlefield.

"Although I have only walked more than 300 steps, the sword intention I sensed has already made me faintly touch the level of Qiandaoliu and Tang Chen, and I have an understanding of swordsmanship. Even if I cannot pass this ancient battlefield, it is still a problem for me. It’s a worthwhile trip.”

Chen Xin said with emotion that he and Zeng Yixin had the same idea. Inheritance is not so important. The most precious thing is actually the understanding of the sword.