Shinto Dantei

"Crazy, crazy."

Xu Ran murmured to himself, his face looking extremely pale.

Take this group of soldiers as an example. The weakest ones are all in the Tianxuan realm, and among them there are ten half-step Saint realms and two remaining consciousnesses of the Saint realm. Although their combat power cannot be compared with that in their heyday, they can still Very tricky.

Ye Chen was really crazy, he actually provoked them!

"Brother, let's take action too."

Xu Jiaqi also looked a little strange. She had never seen such a brave and good fighter before.

In her eyes, Ye Chen's fighting posture looked like a victorious God of War.

Powerful, terrifying, and invincible!

As Xu Ran and Xu Jiaqi joined the battlefield, the group of soldiers retreated steadily. As they roared, their bodies turned into starlight one after another and melted into nothingness.

Ye Chen's body was like an ancient ferocious beast, and the sound of his heartbeat was like a drum, shocking the world.

Under the forward attack, all the soldiers were knocked away.

He just forced his way out of it!

"Let's go!"

Seeing this, Xu Ran raised his body and landed on the back of the raptor's shadow.

He was afraid that he would be left behind by Ye Chen.

Without Ye Chen, just relying on the two of them, he might be drowned in the sea of ​​​​people.

One wave has not subsided, and another wave has arisen.

As soon as this group of soldiers was defeated, dark clouds came over the sky in front of them, and another army of hundreds of people came to kill them fiercely.

Ye Chen seemed to be tireless, his fighting spirit was astonishing and extremely fierce.

In the blink of an eye, we are fighting again!

This fight is getting closer and closer to the cemetery of the divine soldiers.

"Master Ye, don't... don't kill, we will be there soon."

Xu Ran was covered in blood and in a miserable state.

He took a few steps forward, his voice a little hoarse, and also sounded like he was begging.

"It's only been a few days, how come it's here so quickly?"

Ye Chen stopped and frowned slightly.

Xu Ran: "..."

Xu Jiaqi: "..."

My brother, uncle, and ancestor!

Do you know how many remaining consciousnesses you have defeated along the way?

There are seven remaining consciousnesses in the pure holy realm!

There are countless remaining consciousnesses such as those in the Half-step Holy Realm and Tianxuan Realm!

The journey that was originally three days was delayed by you for seven whole days.

Aren't these enough?

You actually think it's fast?

The two of them really had nothing to say.

This Ye Chen is a complete lunatic!

Xu Ran was afraid that Ye Chen would cause trouble again, so he hurriedly stepped forward and pointed in the distance, "Master Ye, do you see the condensed mist of Yin Qi in front of you? That is where the Shenbing Cemetery is, very close. It can be reached in half an hour at most!”

"good."

Ye Chen put away his fighting spirit.

The destination is right in front of you, it’s not too late to get the treasure first and then go into a fierce battle!

"Fighting all the way, I feel that the realm in my body has become stronger."

Ye Chen was very satisfied with this progress, "If we continue at this rate, I will be able to advance to the Tianxuan realm in three months at most."

You know, he had only entered the Earthly Profound Realm for a few days.

Within three months, he would hit the Tianxuan realm.

No matter who it is, there are only two words that can describe such speed - terrifying!

For the next half hour, the three of them just walked on.

Soon, they arrived in front of the Shenbing Cemetery.

Looking at the huge cemetery in front of him, Ye Chen raised his eyebrows slightly.

The aura as thick as the mountains and seas rises inch by inch, constantly changing and deriving in the void. Combined with all kinds of yin and evil spirits, it seems to become a peerless sword that shocks the world, standing between heaven and earth.

Sizzle!

Yin energy swept out.

It brings people the ultimate feeling of oppression.

"It is indeed a cemetery of divine weapons. The simple aura is breathtaking."

Ye Chen put his hands behind his back and looked at the entire cemetery of divine soldiers, sighing in his heart.

"There are many magical artifacts buried here, some have disappeared into the dust, and some still have power, but not everyone is qualified to take them away. Generally, there will be some remaining will of the owner on the magical artifacts, and they must be obtained. You can take it away only if the previous owner approves it.”

Xu Ran knew these very well.

Ye Chen glanced at him. This boy was not bragging.

His understanding of these is obviously relatively deep.

"Brother, do you think there are any holy magic weapons among them?"

Xu Jiaqi's beautiful eyes showed excitement.

Even if the holy magic weapon was placed in the Xiaoyue Dynasty, it would still be a treasure sought after by everyone.

If you can harvest a holy magic weapon here, it will be equal to not having come in vain!

"Of course there are holy magic weapons, but it's not that easy to get the approval of the former owner's remaining consciousness."

Xu Ran took a deep breath and said, "Let's go in and take a look!"

The figures of the three people flew into the air and flew into the cemetery of the divine soldiers.

Feeling the increasingly dense evil aura all over his body, it was as if he had crawled into the belly of a monster.

There was uneasiness all over his body.

In this huge cemetery, many evil spirits, yin energy, and mysterious auras combine to form a light mist floating in the void. Although it is not as dense as the fog in the misty swamp, it still blocks a lot of sight.

At a glance, they were all broken magic weapons.

a large amount.

As a rough estimate, there are at least hundreds of them!

We have just entered the Divine Weapon Cemetery, and there are so many of them.

If we continue to go deeper, I am afraid that the number of magic weapons will definitely exceed imagination!

This cemetery of divine soldiers is not as imagined, with graves everywhere.

There is no need to bury these broken magic weapons.

They floated in the void, emitting a faint light.

"These magic weapons are all mysterious. Almost all of them have been destroyed and have little value."

Xu Ran glanced at it and shook his head slightly, "This divine weapon cemetery is very big. If you want to get the treasures, you still have to go inside. The truly powerful holy magic weapons are all deeper!"

In the time it took a cup of tea, the fog in front seemed to be cut open by a sharp breath, and it actually showed a posture of being divided into left and right.

"Holy magic weapon!"

Xu Ran's eyes lit up when he saw this.

It was a sword that exuded the smell of blood, with scarlet and ferocious lines carved on it. Even though an unknown number of years had passed, you could still feel the faint evil aura it exuded.

It is conceivable that the owner of this sword must have been a battle-hardened warrior!

Only by drinking the blood of thousands or tens of thousands of people can such a strong evil spirit be formed.

The three of them walked up to the sword and looked at it carefully.

The sword noticed the gazes of the three men, trembled slightly and buzzed.

Beside the sword, a shadow gradually emerged. This was a white-haired old man wearing armor.

He reached out and grasped the sword, and said in a deep voice, "If you want to take away this bloody sword, you need my approval. At the same time, you must abide by the rules of the Divine Weapon Cemetery, and you are not allowed to overstep even half a step!"

"Dare I ask senior, what are the rules?"

Ye Chen asked.

"Everyone has only three chances to enter the Divine Weapon Cemetery. No matter what magic weapon you like, you can try it three times. After three times, you have to give up regardless of whether you have been recognized by the magic weapon or not!"

The white-haired old man explained in a deep voice.

"But what if, in these three opportunities, we get the approval of three magical weapons?"

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows.

"If that's the case, naturally we can take away all three magic weapons."

The white-haired old man snorted coldly and pointedly, "But I want to warn you, it is not that easy to get the recognition of a holy magic weapon. Once you use any scheming or tricks, the evil spirit of the entire Divine Weapon Cemetery will be destroyed." You can't bear the gathering!"

"Yeah, that's interesting."

Ye Chen smiled calmly.

Although this bloody sword was also a sacred magical weapon, he didn't have much interest in it.

After seeing that Ye Chen had no intention of stepping forward, Xu Ran also rubbed his hands, eager to give it a try.

"This is a test of will. Only those with a strong will can be recognized by the magic weapon."

The white-haired old man looked indifferent, "As for you, you are a Half-Step Saint Realm and Xuanpin Array Master, you are just a little bit behind, but you can still give it a try!"