Chapter 2511 Ancient Battlefield

"If you want to go to the Ancestral Dragon Holy Land, you must pass through the'Ancient Battlefield', where there will be a very cruel temper, and the geniuses of other groups will be there, including the demons, the savage monsters, the mechanical races, and the dark Clan, Spirit Clan... etc."

"In the ancient battlefield, you must collect Long Yuan. Long Yuan is an important thing for going to the Ancestral Dragon Holy Land in exchange for dragon blood."

The Hongshan realm master ignored the doubts on everyone's face, and narrated all the things about the "Ancient Battlefield" and the "Ancestral Dragon Holy Land" one by one.

In the early days of the Holy Age, the dragons were attacked by many powerful groups. Although the dragon practitioners were strong, they were few in number. For the sake of dragon blood, each peak group sent countless masters to hunt and kill the dragon practitioners. That kind of fierce battle , So that countless Dragon Clan practitioners sacrificed, and each pinnacle group also paid a heavy price.

As a result, an ancient battlefield was formed, also known as the "Cemetery of the Fallen of the Strong", because the dragons and the strongest of the peak groups died there, and the resentment and murderous agitation were too heavy. In the end, the Emperor Shang used the means against the sky to destroy it. The suppression was sealed.

Many powerful practitioners of the dragon race have fallen on the ancient battlefield, among which many dragon yuan permeated the space.

"Why don't the Dragons look for Long Yuan by themselves?" someone asked.

The others also nodded one after another, somewhat suspicious.

The Lord of Hongshan said: "There are too many dragons who have fallen on the ancient battlefield. The dragon practitioners will suffer from grievances when entering there. It is easy to cause the dragon blood to change and become crazy, so they dare not set foot there, but in the ancient battlefield. At the very center of the city is the teleportation array leading to the Ancestral Dragon Holy Land. Whoever can get there will have his own ability."

"Now I will send you randomly to the ancient battlefield with magical treasures. Note that it will be teleported immediately. Therefore, it is very likely that you will encounter geniuses of other races. Please pay attention to safety. One more thing, the brutal beasts living in the ancient battlefield are affected by murder Not only has his strength become stronger, he has also become extremely violent. If you encounter a beast tide, you should try to avoid it."

After the Lord Hongshan finished speaking, with a wave of his sleeves, he offered a set of scrolls.

The scroll unfolded in the sky, emitting tens of thousands of brilliant golden glows, and immediately these golden glows fell on each genius practitioner, and then everyone felt a burst of time and space, space chaos, and then disappeared above the sea.

Zhuo Bufan felt the chaos in front of him, and then everything around him gradually became clear, only to realize that he was already in the hinterland of a mountain range, with lush vegetation, forests, and blue waves rippling in his eyes.

"Is this the ancient battlefield?"

Zhuo Bufan frowned his sword eyebrows, his spiritual thoughts radiated, but he suddenly encountered resistance. With his current mental power already comparable to ordinary world masters, it is reasonable to say that he can easily cover a planet, but at this time, his spiritual power However, it was hindered and could only emit less than a hundred kilometers.

Finding that there was no other aura around, Zhuo Bufan recovered his mental power.

Afterwards, Zhuo Bufan carefully felt the aura of this world, and he was able to sense some murderous aura and resentment in the air, but it was not strong. After all, in the Asura battlefield, the murderous aura there was not stronger here.

"I should be on the edge of the battlefield for this reason. If I keep moving towards the center area, I am afraid that the richness of murderous aura and resentment will become even more terrifying." Zhuo Bufan pondered.

There are countless soldiers sacrificed in the Asura battlefield, but in the ancient battlefield, a super strong man died. There are realm kings and even saints. The spiritual power and soul strength of the strong are so terrible. After they die, they are condensed. His grievances and murderous aura will not disappear over time even for centuries.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Zhuo Bufan's sword eyebrows clustered.

He felt that his body had a strange feeling, that feeling... actually was absorbing the murderous aura and resentment in the air.

Zhuo Bufan stretched out his palm, and squirming blood mist appeared under his palm, which was a precursor to activating the Asura body.

"How could this happen?"

Zhuo Bufan's heart shuddered.

The Asura body has a strong murderous aura and evil aura, but Zhuo Bufan has successfully refined it and can freely control the Asura body, but when it comes to the ancient battlefield, the Asura body is actually affected by the ancient battlefield, and starts to automatically absorb the evil aura and evil in the air. Murderous, automatically activated.

If this situation cannot be stopped, I am afraid that he has not waited for him to walk to the center of the ancient battlefield and enter the Ancestral Dragon Holy Land, his mind has been flooded with evil spirits, and he will be completely crazy.

If the state of mind, spirit, and Taoism have not reached a certain level, it will be too difficult to contain the ‘murderous aura’ and the ‘scuffling aura.

The clone was also lost because it had crossed the bridge of reincarnation, which was equivalent to losing its memory, turning it into a blank sheet of paper, and the fusion of the blood demon was not under the control of the evil spirit.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Zhuo Bufan hurriedly moved, stabilized his mind, swallowed the vitality between heaven and earth, and wanted to control the Asura body.

However, this approach not only failed to stop the Asura body, but on the contrary, there was evil aura in the vitality, which gradually aroused the Asura body, and the terrifying blood squirmed under the skin, which completely activated the Asura body.

Fortunately, Zhuo Bufan has opened up a spiritual world, his heart is like a bright moon and the Yangtze River, and he is sober for the time being.

But this state does not know how long it will last, and the evil aura and murderous aura in the center of the ancient battlefield should be more intense.

"Don't you just quit the ancient battlefield?" Zhuo Bufan frowned, and he was extremely unwilling.

Suddenly, Zhuo Bufan sensed that there was a strange aura between the heavens and the earth, which was somewhat familiar.

Zhuo Bufan condenses his spirit and captures the familiar breath between heaven and earth. After a day and night of condensing, an earth-yellow ball, the size of a ping-pong ball, appears on his chest, which contains a unique aura fluctuation.

"Long Yuan?"

Zhuo Bufan opened his eyes and stared at the khaki energy body.

He had swallowed dragon blood in the Asura Tower, and there was a trace of dragon blood in his body, and he felt very clear about this energy.

Zhuo Bufan hesitated, grabbed Long Yuan, opened his mouth, and swallowed directly.

Long Yuan swallowed it into the body, and it really emitted a peculiar energy, spilling out his limbs.

At the same time, the blood under the skin began to fade slowly, and finally disappeared.

"Huh!" Zhuo Bufan let out a long sigh of relief, Long Yuan was able to suppress the restless **** breath in his body.

"It seems that it is really not easy to go to the center of the ancient battlefield." Zhuo Bufan showed a bitter smile on his cheeks.

They need to collect'Dragon Yuan' on the ancient battlefield. When they arrive at the Ancestral Dragon Holy Land, they must exchange these dragon yuan for dragon blood. He also needs Long Yuan to suppress the evil spirit in the body. For others, it can be said to be quite big. Disadvantages, more Long Yuan is needed.

The dragon clan powerhouse was buried in the ancient battlefield, and the body turned into a dragon yuan to fill the world, and it was quite difficult to collect it.

"The ancient battlefield is really not friendly to me." Zhuo Bufan touched his nose and smiled comfortingly. Suddenly, a wave of tyrannical aura fluctuated in the distance. From time to time, large forests and trees collapsed, as if fighting was taking place. .