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Chapter 132 The Emperor of the East(1/2)

Been walking for several months.

Su Xun frowned, there were still a few days to go.

Yang Yu sneered, if only it were that easy.

Doesn’t it mean that everyone can enter the Immortal Legacy Battlefield? I need to find out the weakest barrier in the Immortal Legacy Battlefield.

You'd better not play tricks. If you play tricks, I can still kill you.

I know your methods, but...

If I take you in and you kill me, what will I do?

You can rest assured about this, there is no enmity between you and me, and I will not harm you.

I don't believe this. Yang Yu rolled his eyes and sneered: "Unless you swear a poisonous oath."

After seeing Su Xun kill the bearded man, Yang Yu became even more afraid of Su Xun.

Swear poison?

Oaths are not nonsense. Once a poisonous oath is made, it means that Su Xun is forcibly involved in the causal relationship. If he kills Yang Yu, there will be bad consequences.

In this way, the worst result is to attract divine punishment and suffer thunder punishment.

Okay, I swear, Su Xun spoke very decisively.

Heaven and earth are proof, I, Su Xun, if I kill Yang Yu, I am willing to be punished by heaven.

The young man nodded after hearing Su Xun's oath.

Going forward is the surging Tianmen River. Why are you taking us here? Su Xun is confused.

Yang Yu smiled knowingly, the day when the Tianmen River surged and the sun and the moon met.

This is the weakest point in the Immortal Legacy Battlefield barrier, so we must rush there as soon as possible.

Su Xun nodded, and the four of them continued on their way, walking in the direction of Tianmen River.

At this time, the three states have successively opened the Immortal Heritage Battlefield.

The major city lords sent monks one after another to enter the immortal battlefield.

The opening of the Immortal Legacy Battlefield means great luck.

On this day, in the middle of the Tianmen River, a small bamboo raft was floating. On the bamboo raft, four figures stood.

It was here that Yang Yu's face showed a hint of joy.

He has been carefully feeling the fluctuations of the surrounding barrier, and only the barrier here is fixed.

You just need to wait until dawn, and I will take you to sneak into the immortal battlefield.

The four of them also waited patiently until the moment when the moonlight met the sun at dawn.

Yang Yu's eyes closed suddenly, and he said lightly: "Hold my hand."

Immediately, the three people's hands were placed on Yang Yu's hand, and Yang Yu shouted softly, Art, Art Sachido!

He muttered something silently that left Su Xun confused.

Instantly, a black bead appeared above his head.

The moment he saw the bead, the egg in Su Xuna's ring kept trembling.

Although the trembling was not obvious, Su Xun still noticed it.

This is……

There was a trace of doubt on his face. When he looked at the small black ball, a line of small words suddenly appeared, "Flash is born," and "Love in the world is full of vicissitudes."

What exactly is this thing? Su Xun glanced at the black beads on Yang Yu's head.

There is some kind of rule change hidden in the beads that Su Xun cannot understand.

Even though he was making deductions at this time, he still had no clue.

After a while, black light flashed, as if strong black winds were blowing in the void, and suddenly a crack appeared on the sea level of Tianmen River.

Walk!

At this moment, Yang Yu gave a soft drink and led the three of them into the crack.

The crack closed, and it was as if nothing happened in the entire Tianmen River.

Immortal Relics Battlefield, is this the Immortal Relics Battlefield?

Su Xun carefully looked at this desolate place. The sky was still a little gray.

Yang Yu glanced at Su Xun weakly.

I haven't been here, so I don't know.

Not only him, but also Luo Li and Grandma Yinhua looked confused.

It is said that the Immortal Relics Battlefield is the only ancient battlefield left after the collapse of the Eight Gods. This fragment of space is vast and boundless. The ruins after the battle between immortals and demons are here. Yang Yu introduced it to the three of them.

Su Xun had also heard about the era of the Eight Gods. It was said that the immortal world before the collapse of the Eight Gods was the period when immortals were at their peak.

Gouchen, Zhimu, Tengshe, Taiyin, Baihu, Liuhe, Xuanwu, Jiutian, these eight great emperors created the era when monks were at their peak.

There is no doubt that they are brilliant, but after the Eight Gods, the so-called peak and decline, after reaching the peak, they entered the period of decline.

The way of heaven collapsed, and the system created by Yagami also collapsed.

At this point, the immortals and demons entered a state of war.

This battle is clearly recorded in the books in the ancient library.

The sky burned for a hundred days, and blood flowed into rivers.

Although there are only a few numbers, it can be seen how tragic it is.

Today's immortal way is just a yearning for these people in the lower world.

After all, there are no immortals on this continent.

No monk has broken through that barrier.

Everyone took back their thoughts and continued to move towards the deserted land.

After entering the deserted land, Su Xun felt that the immortal battlefield seemed to be bound by a strange rule.

Here, it is impossible to absorb the true energy.

The air here is extremely thin.

In other words, at this time, they can only rely on pills to survive the next days.

If the elixir is exhausted, it will be a life-or-death situation for everyone.

However, Su Xun's Najie is most lacking in elixirs.

He is a pharmacist, so he naturally has a lot of miraculous medicines.

Although it was a lot, Su Xun still had to use it sparingly. After all, these were fast consumables.

It took about nearly a day.

I couldn't hold it any longer, and Luo Li felt dizzy and pale.

Are you okay? Su Xun glanced at Luo Li. If he was tired, just take a rest!

Luo Li nodded and immediately found a place to sit down and rest.

Somehow, this place seems to be bound by some kind of rules, and this sense of restraint is directly suppressed in everyone's hearts.

Someone, Su Xun very keenly felt a vague aura in front of him.

The four of them immediately stopped hesitating and rushed forward.

At this time, a strong smell of blood came out of the dense forest.

The strong smell of blood filled the nostrils of several people, making everyone more vigilant.

The smell of blood indicates that a battle took place here not long ago.

Su Xun's consciousness suddenly relaxed.

There, he pointed in the direction of the dense forest ahead.

Several people moved forward, and within a few miles, they had arrived at the place where the blood was the most intense.

Looking forward, Su Xun's face turned livid.

In front of them were the corpses of monks. There were seven or eight of these monks, all of whom were in the seventh level of Yangming.

These people all died with a sword closing their throats.

The person who took action was decisive and brutal, giving them no chance to escape.

Such a fast sword, Su Xun frowned and touched the body which was still warm.

His expression suddenly became alert.
To be continued...
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