The swamp was opened, and the swamp was opened.

Swampland.

"Success...success."

"We really came here!"

"That little girl is right, the monster's attack rhythm is indeed like this!"

A few scattered warriors, surviving the disaster, looked at the swamp that had calmed down again.

Originally, there were dozens of them, but... now...

"The sect will remember your sacrifice!"

A sect warrior looked at the swamp with tears in his eyes.

Just a while ago.

Warriors from major sects suddenly volunteered.

They said they were ready to try the plan mentioned by Bai Lian.

And they were willing to act as the bait.

No matter how they tried to dissuade them, they still couldn't stop the people who were ready to die voluntarily.

So after a series of ideological struggles, everyone agreed to this plan.

And the fact is exactly as Bai Lian said, they... succeeded!

The sacrifice of the dead is valuable.

Bai Jun was also very sad, he took a deep breath and clenched his fists.

If he wasn't too weak, there would be no need to let so many people sacrifice.

"Brother Bai Jun, don't be sad, the sacrifice of the big brothers is valuable."

Bai Lian comforted on the surface, but in fact he sneered in his heart.

Trash should have the value of trash, it is your supreme honor to be able to serve as bait.

That's right, it was Bai Lian who used his "natural charm" ability to control the people to die generously.

At the altar.

"Hiss! The disciples of Dragon King Mountain are so terrifying!"

"If Ning Qian is given some time, she will definitely be a Grandmaster!"

"Yes, she is so strong at such a young age. I feel ashamed when I see her!"

The warriors took a breath of cold air.

Looking at the corpses of monsters all over the ground, everyone turned their eyes to the girl who was holding a long sword, her clothes were not stained with a trace of blood, but her expression revealed a cold and firm look.

"Well done Ning Qian."

Shangguan Miaoyin came over, and her expression just revealed a trace of sadness: "Everyone's death has nothing to do with you."

"It's because the number of monsters is too large."

Ning Qian shook her head when she heard it.

She looked at the corpses of the sect warriors on the ground except for the monsters.

She closed her eyes in pain: "No, all this is because I am too weak."

That's right.

Ning Qian thought of a month ago again in her mind.

Night King appeared in Jianghai. Even though she tried her best, she still couldn't hurt him at all.

Even the other party didn't use his full strength. It was just a competition of swordsmanship.

Damn...

Ning Qian felt very heavy, but it didn't matter.

She opened her eyes. Before defeating Night King, she... wouldn't lose again!

At the ruins.

Gulp...

It's too fake.

Liu Jianxing swallowed his saliva and looked at the ancient creature that was blasted into pieces by something like a bone spur in shock.

This... the rules say to defeat one.

But...

He looked at the fragments on the ground. There was more than one? ?

"Brother Murong... you... are quite strong."

Liu Jianxing didn't know what to say, so he could only smile.

Hiss! No way, are all the warriors in this department monsters?

Why are they so strong?

He was also a leader in the sect, so why did he become the weakest here? ?

Murong Ci's breathing gradually stabilized, and he looked at the battle records on the ground.

He nodded slightly: "Yeah."

And at this moment.

Buzz!

The red fog rolled out again.

At the same time.

[Haha, interesting human. ]

[It's been too long, too long, this is the first time I have seen a human who can complete this challenge]

[Interesting, really interesting]

[Now you have the qualification to meet me! ]

As the voice fell.

The red fog covered everyone's eyes again.

"Hiss! Are we finally going to see it? The culprit of all this?"

"No, shouldn't we come here to find the ancient spirit?"

"Yes, where is the ancient spirit?"

"No matter, let's meet first!"

......

......

The red fog appeared and changed everyone's position.

When the people who had gathered together opened their eyes again, they found that they had come to another place.

The scene before them shocked everyone.

They were standing in what seemed to be a barren black desert.

The sky was covered by thick and twisted clouds. The occasional lightning was like a scar that split the sky. The scattered light could not illuminate the dead land.

The red fog slowly dissipated, and the suffocating darkness and stench gradually spread.

The deep cracks on the ground seemed like the mouth of a monster, which could swallow everything at any time.

Not far away, the broken stone pillars were like the remains of history, telling the former glory and current decadence of this land.

Everyone's ears rang with the terrifying roars of countless monsters, which were so piercing that they made people's souls fly away.

The wandering shadows seemed to have their own will. They moved quickly in the desert, chasing the breath of the warriors.

However, these were not the most terrifying.

In the distance, a huge army of monsters was slowly and firmly approaching them.

These monsters had different shapes, some were as tall as mountains, some were twisted like nightmares, and their eyes burned with fanatical and evil light.

The breath of fear and death spread with every step of the monster, and it seemed that even every dust in the air was trembling with fear.

"What...what are these?"

"Are you kidding? Are we going to fight these monsters next?"

Some warriors swallowed hard.

Of course, in addition to this.

What made everyone hold their breath was.

Not far away.

There was also a huge plant....all black, thick and straight, spreading to the sky. At the top of the plant, there was a bud about to bloom.

Ning Qian tightly grasped the long sword in her hand and whispered: "The breath is very strong, stronger than the previous enemy!"

Shangguan Miaoyin nodded.

She quickly glanced at the crowd.

Oh?

Are there only so many people left?

It seems that the sect warriors have been almost cleared.

The only remaining ones are the department warriors wearing black battle clothes.

By the way, I don’t know how the master’s man in the secular world is doing. I haven’t seen him before.

Could he be dead?

Just when I thought of this, Shangguan Miaoyin found Gu Yan's location.

He stood there with a look of relief.

Oh? He's still alive and well, so it's okay.

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