Qin Ming stood on a blood-stained low mountain, stepping on the corpse of a demon butterfly, looking at the misty battlefield. The range here is beyond imagination, and the spiritual consciousness spreads like a torrent, but it cannot feel the edge at all. It seems that it is really thousands of miles away. There are groups of mountains and hills, rising and falling, and there are more various types. Some are like rushing sea tides, some are more like ferocious beasts, and there are towering and tall mountains, either majestic or towering. There are rivers rushing here, and there are also a bay of spiritual lakes, with a large number of beasts lurking inside. Hong

The spiritual energy in the deserted battlefield is very rich, almost the same as the Elf Island, liquefied into fog, floating between the sky and the earth. Qin

My life was observing the environment of this prehistoric battlefield and feeling the energy here. It was indeed as Yang Dianfeng said, with a nearly ancient appearance, vast and grand, ancient and long-lasting spiritual power between heaven and earth, and it was evenly distributed and wild.

Although the battlefield in the prehistoric world belongs to the Great Chaos Realm, the forces in the Great Chaos Realm rarely intervene, and will not come in easily. Therefore, since ancient times, countless people have fallen here, and countless people have left behind treasures and bones, which have always existed here. In fact, it is not that the Great Chaos Realm does not want the treasures left here, but it is inconvenient to ask for them. If they hold the flag of the independence of the world and wait for someone to die, and then take his treasures and keep his bones, the forces behind the dead will never give up, so they simply ignore it, let alone send it out, and stay here.

Who wants it? Go to the battlefield of the prehistoric world and get it yourself!

After countless years, no one can tell how many remains and secrets have been buried here.

This is a battlefield, not a treasure land. But less than the Tianwu Realm level, few people came quickly because not only secrets and treasures are present, but also countless beasts and traps are thriving, and there are dangers everywhere.

It's like Qin Ming standing here. More than a dozen eyes were staring at him in the seemingly normal short mountain. It was a group of "Qianjun ants" with a cruel temperament, as big as a calf, and as hard as black iron. It is said that the instantaneous critical impact was extremely terrifying and could destroy a thousand-foot mountain. An ancient giant tree stood quietly in front of the mountain. In fact, there was a soul hidden inside. This is a tree demon with spiritual intelligence, which had quietly locked Qin Ming.

It’s just that the powerful aura of Qin Ming and the power of the demon butterfly that killed him with one punch were temporarily stable.

A loud and harsh roar suddenly sounded in the sky, and a precious and fierce flamingo suddenly crashed away from the clouds, swooped quickly from the sky, and rushed towards the tree demon in front of the mountain.

The tree demon was more than 30 meters tall, and more than a dozen branches suddenly danced, and silver light was emitted from the inside, quickly turning into a fairy, lying in the air, white and sacred, surging with a powerful power. The tree demon seemed to have released some kind of martial arts.

The birds roared fiercely, their speed remained unabated, and their gorgeous and huge wings raised up flames, covering the sky like a flood, making a rumble sound pouring over, with an amazing momentum.

Boom! Two

The energy hit mid-air, and the fire and silver light blended, like water and fire rioting, boiling the mountains and forests. However, many giant trees around were spontaneously radiating light, resisting the power of explosions. It seemed that all vegetation and rocks had a little consciousness over countless years and had the ability to protect themselves. All the trees and forests were kept intact without frequent battles in the prehistoric battlefields.

The Qianjun ants under Ming's feet seized the opportunity and were about to hit critically immediately. Qin Ming's feet suddenly burst into a blazing golden light, breaking into the mountain, swallowing their vitality. More than a dozen Qianjun ants suddenly roared and struggled, rolling in pain, turning around and drilling into the depths of the ground one after another.

The old man ran over from a distance, and a snow-white spirit bird was squatting on his shoulder, staring at the flamingo that was being purged by fiercely.

"Little brother, do you want it?" The old man asked Qin Ming, but he didn't look at him."

It's your turn." Qin Ming flew into the air and flew towards the distance. He had to first understand the environment of the prehistoric battlefield. When the strong men of various royal families came in, they could take the lead whether they were fighting or evacuating.

After the man confirmed that Qin Ming had really left, he continued to keep an eye on the flamingo.

The flamingo was attacking unscrupulously, but suddenly noticed the danger aura and stared at the spirit bird on the old man's shoulder with sharp eyes. In an instant, the tree demon seized the opportunity, and the branches pierced the flamingo's chest like a spear.

The stunning bird screamed, cut off the branches, and fled in a panic.

"That's yours!" The old man laughed. The spirit bird on his shoulder rushed out like lightning. Although it was petite and white, the sky and white light boiled out as soon as it rushed out. The world seemed to be solidified. The spirit bird easily intercepted the flamingo, opened its mouth and roared, and squirted out a terrifying aura, swallowing the flamingo and the flames.

"Haha, okay! The thirteenth type of spirit bird is still seventeenth type!" The old man thrust excitedly. The spirit bird returned to the old man's shoulder, opened his mouth and burped, and squirted out a stream of heat. It shook its body and stood proudly. However, there was a terrifying light flashing in its agile little eyes, making it exuding a unique power as a whole.

“How does it taste?”

There is an ancient vein!" The white bird spoke in his mouth, cold and indifferent.

OK! It's worthy of being a prehistoric battlefield, and I didn't disappoint!" The old man excitedly took the white bird away.

This time I met by chance, and once a mistake, Qin Ming did not take the old man seriously, and the old man did not take Qin Ming seriously. Perhaps, Qin Ming did not expect that the spirit bird on the old man would cause countless troubles to him one day in the future, and a large number of relatives and close friends would be exiled by it.

Dark clouds covered the sky, and thunder and lightning hanged all over the sky and the earth like rainstorms, covering the dense forests of mountains, rivers and forests of twenty or thirty miles. The range was vast and the energy was rioted. Thousands of beasts gathered from all directions, including thunderbolts, red blood thunder leopards, spiritual dogs, thunder lions, kings, thunder snakes, etc., all of them were thunder and lightning beasts. They were fighting wildly, rushing towards the sky one after another, killing the sky and the earth dark.

Many powerful people who were hunting in the prehistoric battlefield were attracted, scattered in the depths of the mountains and forests, with their faces shocked the scene in front of them, and even more suspiciously looking at the depths of the thunder clouds. There was a thunder ball as bright as the scorching sun, blooming with purple thunder tide, boiling like fire, rioting endlessly, filled with terrifying thunder power.

A giant mountain below collapsed, and the thunder ball seemed to rush out from there, disrupting the energy between the world and attracting thousands of thunder beasts to plunder and fight wildly. The tragic scene was shocking.

"What kind of treasure is that?" The strong men everywhere looked solemn, and they could actually stimulate the beast tide like this! However, the thunder power in the thunder ball was really terrifying, reflecting the thick clouds as thick as a mountain into a strange purple color. Many falling lightnings suddenly changed color before bombing the mountains and rivers, and burst out with the power of heavenly punishment. The explosion of the river tide riots, the mountains collapsed, and deafening, which stimulated many people's souls to shake.

"There are characters in the thunder ball, and is an ancient book inside?" Several strong men's eyes were extremely bright. They saw through the thunder tide, and passed through the clouds, and blurred the true appearance of the thunder ball. There were various wonderful characters flashing in it, very ancient, with strong light, each of which was like an ancient thunder beast, extremely manic, blooming with a terrible thunder power, as if they were about to rush out of the seal.
Chapter completed!