"wipe!"
Zhuge didn’t light up and scolded him, but he didn’t have time to think. Now he flew with Liu Zihan in the direction of the ancient battlefield. Pingyang Mountain stretches across Wan Li, and even for practitioners, the distance from Wan Li is half a world away. Near the evening, Zhuge Buliang and Liu Zihan finally felt the entrance to the deserted battlefield.
As the sun sets, the setting sun reflects this broken land in a crimson color. The sky is full of fire, which seems to burn the world red.
Zhuge Liang stood at the entrance of the ancient battlefield, looking at the magnificent wasteland in front of him, and Zhuge Liang clenched his fist.
At present, this plain is like a wild one, which is the so-called wild ancient battlefield. Some broken places can be clearly seen on the wasteland, which are the traces left by the war. Even in some places, the strata have collapsed, revealing an abyss of terror.
"Is this the ancient battlefield?" Zhuge said with a deep breath. He felt that there seemed to be a breath of killing in the air.
In this world reflected by the setting sun, everything seems to be covered with a mysterious veil.
Zhuge Buliang and Liu Zihan stepped into this battlefield, as if they had returned to Archaean times, and there seemed to be a loud shout ShaSheng in their ears. There is a strong breath of killing in the air. Under the influence of this breath, Zhuge closed his eyes slightly and meditated.
At this moment, he seemed to see hordes rushing towards him, the world was red, and countless creatures were roaring and growling. A group of practitioners galloped in the sky, and their magic weapons and magical powers were colorful, and their figures fell down and the sky was stained with blood.
"Hoo ~ ~ ~"
Zhuge opened his eyes before dawn, and he felt that his blood seemed to boil, giving birth to an unparalleled fighting spirit in his heart.
Look at the side of Liu Zihan, her cheeks flushed, some shortness of breath, crisp * chest dramatic ups and downs, eyes, the same high fighting spirit.
"The smell here can affect people’s minds." Zhuge did not light up and warned that the aura in the body operated, which lowered the restless qi and blood pressure and restored a normal heart.
Liu Zihan also pranayama for a moment, restored to its original state. She glanced at this world in amazement and said, "This place is a strange place because of its murderous spirit. I am afraid that the reason why the practitioners in ancient times chose this place as a battlefield is that there is something hidden. "
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These words, Zhuge Liang is still relatively recognized. The terrain here is strange, and the murderous spirit is persistent. Why did the practitioners in ancient times choose such a place as a battlefield? What are you doing this for?
But now is not the time to consider these problems. Zhuge Buliang and Liu Zihan are stepping on the void. Although the speed is not as fast as the imperial air, it is hundreds of times faster than ordinary walking.
Hope, a mess, everywhere is the traces left by the war. After countless years, these traces have not been erased.
At this time, Zhuge did not see the figure in front of him, and two figures galloped in the air quickly, and the brilliance of avatar magic lit up half the sky. Someone actually atrix in mid-air. And one of them, impressively is Liu Mang.
And against Liu Mang, it was a young practitioner dressed in a purple robe, holding an Excalibur in his hand, which inspired hundreds of feet of sword mans to split at Liu Mang.
Liu Mang, with a blue plank brick in his hand at the moment, rushed up with a loud roar, and the plank brick flew up and down, which was displayed incisively and vividly by him. At that time, the repairman with the sword was firmly suppressed.
Below, Miao Xianji, Sheela, Guo Huai and others looked up at the battle in mid-air, and their faces were solemn. On the other side, there are more than a dozen practitioners dressed in purple and carrying Excalibur.
"It’s from the Kensei Pavilion." Zhuge didn’t light light way, go up.
"Bang bang!"
In mid-air, Liu Mang and the young practitioner were fighting happily, and all eyes were attracted by their fighting. Only when Zhuge Liang and Liu Zihan came to the front did they find out.
"Stop, who are you!" One of the practitioners of the Sword God Pavilion stopped Zhuge Buliang and Lu Zihan and shouted, "No traffic is allowed in front. If you belong to the Eastern Religion, please report your name!"
"No traffic?" Zhuge picked up his eyebrows before he lit up, and soon he understood why Liu Mang was fighting with the people in Jianshen Pavilion. It seems that they want to enter here and have been blocked by the Jianshen Pavilion, which has caused a dispute.
The repairman of the Sword God Pavilion eyed Zhuge Buliang up and down, but he didn’t seem to see Zhuge Buliang’s identity. After Zhuge Buliang blocked off the breath, it looked like an ordinary Taoist rhyme peeping into the sky. However, on Liu Zihan, the practitioner’s eyes could not help but linger for a moment on her hot figure.
The repairman of the Sword God Pavilion showed a touch of arrogance in the corner of his eye, and said, "Look, you’re practicing in a casual way. This is not where you came from. Leave as soon as possible, or we’ll be strong!"
There is a sharp and irresistible tone in the words, which is a typical tone of the superior to the subordinate.
"What’s the dynamic method?" Under the black cloak, there was a faint laugh.
The young man in Jianshen Pavilion frowned and snorted. "You don’t appreciate it, get out!" Say, the sword refers to a clot, the Excalibur behind him is drawn, and with a gorgeous streamer, he stabbed Zhuge.
"You roll and print!"
Zhuge didn’t light up and drank, and directly smashed it with one fist. Excalibur collapsed, and the body of the practitioner of the Sword Pavilion flew out like a shell, wiping the ground and rolling out hundreds of meters away, leaving a long gap on the ground, which really rolled out.
This sudden change alarmed all the people present, and a group of Jian Shen Ge practitioners were tense, staring at Zhuge Buliang and Liu Zihan warily. Even Liu Mang of atrix in mid-air and the young practitioner couldn’t help but cast curious eyes here.
"Miss Lu." Miao Xianji and others exclaimed, and they recognized Liu Zihan. After all, when Liu Zihan walked with them for a period of time, she was still very impressed.
Liu Zihan faint nodded and responded.
"Miss Lu, why are you here, you …" Miao Xianji saw Liu Zihan first one leng, and immediately turned her attention to Liu Zihan, the man in a black robe.
"Zhuge boss … is that you?" Liu mang fell from mid-air and asked carefully.
When Zhuge accepted Liu Zihan as a maid before dawn, Liu Mang happened to be at the scene. Now see Liu Zihan respectfully standing behind the black man, Liu Mang immediately thought of Zhuge is not bright.
Under the black cloak, Zhuge slowly raised his head before dawn, and the familiar faces were reflected in the pupils of several people. He smiled at Liu Mang and others and said, "Hi, meet you again."
Liu Mang’s face flashed with joy, jumping for joy and saying, "Ha, ha, ha, I knew it must be Zhuge’s boss. I can’t think of anyone else to pretend to be a B ~ ~ ~"
Upon hearing this, Zhuge suddenly had a black line on his forehead when he was not bright. His style has been kept very low-key. How did he become a B in Liu Mang’s mouth?
At this moment, the young man in purple who was at war with Liu Mang was also surprised to see that Zhuge was not bright, and said with horror, "You … you are the seven-star treasure! ？”
"nonsense."
Suddenly, this group of Jian Shen Ge practitioners showed fear in their eyes. They could not have never heard of Zhuge’s unlit name, and many of their experts in Jian Shen Ge fell into this man’s hands. At present, a few people can’t help showing the color of alert and fear on their faces.
The young man in purple tightened his eyebrows and said, "What do you want?"
"What do you want?" Zhuge is not bright and asks.
The young man in purple clothes was shocked and said, "The elders of our sect strictly stipulate that ordinary people should never enter the deserted battlefield!"
As expected, these people are stationed here under the orders of the elders of the Sect. Zhuge’s eyes flashed with cold light, saying, "What if I have to go in?"
The young man in purple clothes and the practitioners of the Sword God Pavilion all changed their faces. They heard the young man in purple clothes hold his head high and say, "Well, since you have to go in, then … then you can go in."
Suddenly (turn, purple youth with a smile, slowly get out of the way. Behind him, several blademaster repairers were slightly one leng, and they quickly got out of the way.
"Ah?" This time it was Zhuge’s turn, and they froze, wondering what the hell these grandchildren were doing.
"Just let us in? Didn’t you just stop it? " Liu mang some incredible way.
"dubious advantage" purple youth said lightly, a face of indifferent expression.
Zhuge Liang smiled at the purple dresser and said, "Let’s go." Then, like a bolt of lightning, he was shot at the ancient battlefield. Behind him, Liu Zihan followed closely. Liu mang several people absence for a moment, also catch up.
Several figures quickly swept away in the ancient battlefield.
Watching several people disappear, a practitioner suddenly said, "Brother, why do I feel that we are quite cheap …"

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