However, Wang Gan was not too worried, because he now had a certain understanding of this ancient battlefield and was able to judge the good and bad luck from the various auras emitted from the void. Although it was not 100% accurate, it was able to avoid most of the risks, which brought him many benefits.

With a wave of his hand, Wang Gan grabbed a mysterious aura from the void, and there was a dangerous and disaster-lost aura in it. After careful sensing, Wang Gan turned into a rainbow and left, and was thousands of miles away in a blink of an eye.

This is a swamp, with black mud gushing out. Every bubble bursts, and a lot of black light burst out, like a knife or a sword, sharp assassination, and the void was marked with traces, reaching the extreme ferociousness.

Roar! A huge roar like thunder, the huge swamp rushed into the sky, and then fell down to form a dark magic rain. Wang Gan was prepared in his heart, so he avoided it from afar, and no drop of rain fell on him. His eyes shone brightly, and the void in front of him became endless silk threads in his sight. This is a meticulous method of observation, and the requirements for the soul are very high. If he had not comprehended the residual marks of the knife intent and understood the half-step path, Wang Gan could not have such a method.

In his eyes, every drop of black rain was condensed from many Taoist sects. It was not rain in the material world at all. It dripped on the earth, just a small hole, bottomless, and the power of this magic rain was visible.

The vast demon rain was not in Wang Gan's eyes. His whole mind was concentrated in the center of the rain curtain. Where was a dark demon dragon winding and roaring, bursting out from the depths of the ground, scales appeared, a dark luster flashing, densely covered with the divine light of the Taoist ruler, the heads of the house, and a pair of ferocious eyes were like ancient ferocious beasts, and the aura of destruction was leaked.

At this moment, all Wang Gan's aura was restrained, and Dao Ze permeated his body, completely integrated into the void, emitting a decay and silent aura, and merged with the entire swamp's demon rain. The world-class demon dragon did not discover his existence.

"Good guy, he actually formed a demon dragon from the vast Daoze magic light. After billions of years, he still has such a mighty power, an immortal aura. The ancient powerful is really powerful."

Wang Gan could see at a glance that the dark magic dragon in front of him was not a real creature, but was completely composed of the magic light of Taoism. He could imagine this swamp that was definitely a trace left by a terrifying demon in ancient times. However, this trace was too huge and too powerful. Even after a long period of time, it could still condense into a demon dragon, roaring in the sky, and having the power of destroying the world. This method was almost challenging the limits of today's monks.

However, he also felt that this demon dragon looked a bit strong on the outside and was not really capable of destroying the world, but even so, Wang Gan had to hide it deeply. This demon dragon was invincible and at least had a combat power above an immortal, and it was not something he could provoke.

Puff! The demon dragon shook his head, roared repeatedly, and then spit out the magic light, annihilated the void and transformed into chaos. Sometimes the undercurrents of time and space emerged, and the vast magic light transformed into a land, and there were murderous demons everywhere.

After a half moments, the aura on the demon dragon's body weakened slightly, turning into a black rainbow, and sank into the swamp again.

After everything calmed down, Wang Gan appeared from the hidden corner, and his body slowly calmed down. When he observed this mysterious swamp again, he saw many different places from it.

Demon, Demon, Demon! The power of the mind spreads, and he senses in the void that wisps of breath light form terrifying magic characters, suspending in the void, suppressing the world, and even after every bubble in the swamp explodes, a small magic character rises up.

Such a magical scene made Wang Gan amazed in his heart.

He had no prejudice against the Taoist demons, but instead believed that the demons were also Taoist, and the means of cultivation were not important, and they would eventually return to the path of understanding the great way. From this point of view, the so-called battle between Taoist demons was really meaningless.

With a slight expression, Wang Gan felt a breath of creature coming from afar. After a moment, there was a young man wearing a black robe with a unique temperament, standing tall on the edge of the swamp.

"Huh? Brother Zizai?"

Wang Gan let out a surprise and appeared in front of the visitor. He did not expect that he could meet Fan Zizai, the genius king of the Heavenly Demon Sect, here.

"Yeah? Wang Gan? It's you! How did you come in?"

Fan Zizai was very surprised now. He sensed a ray of ancient and pure magic aura from afar, and then came quickly. He didn't expect to meet Wang Gan here. He knew very well that Wang Gan's situation on the Tianyuan Continent is very subtle, and he offended a large number of people, and even the immortals were offended. In the end, he had to leave Qingyun Sect. Moreover, this person had not been heard from for several years. He thought he was killed by Yuanqi Immortal in a secret place, but who knew that he would meet here.

"Haha, Brother Zizai, what are you talking about? Wang has been here for a long time, but he didn't expect to meet you."

Wang Gan was not sure what was happening outside the Mount of the Underworld. He was very surprised to hear Fan Zizai's words. His implication was that he shouldn't be here, which made him very curious.

After some exchanges, Wang Gan finally figured out what was going on.

I have to say that Fan Zi is very smart here and can see that Wang Gan appears here is a bit mysterious, but he did not ask carefully, which left a good impression on Wang Gan.

"Brother Zizai has a good opportunity. This place is a trace left by an ancient great demon. If you carefully comprehend it, maybe you can thoroughly understand the principles of enlightenment and truly step into the threshold of transforming gods!"

The two had no hatred, and even at the Taoist conference, they competed fairly. They both admired each other very much. Instead, they felt a sense of mutual appreciation. Wang Gan did not conceal the changes here and told Fan Zizai unreservedly what he saw just now.

"What? There is a demon dragon that is completely formed by the Daoze demon light? Is there an opportunity to destroy the world?"

Fan Zizai was shocked and even more excited. He only sensed a wisp of magic energy. How could he guess that it would be such an earth-shaking adventure!

"Yes, Brother Zizai, please see. Over the swamp, the infinite Taoist rhyme has formed the mysterious word "Demon" and is almost perfect. Obviously, the ancient powerful man's understanding of the demon has reached a terrifying level."

There is nothing to hide from these, and Wang Gan told the truth completely.

"Brother Wang, I want to practice."

Fan Zizai could no longer hold back in his heart and immediately wanted to practice and comprehend.

Wang Gan understood very well. If he had encountered such an opportunity, he would have been impatient.

"Okay, there are countless opportunities here, and I also want to find my own opportunities. Brother Zizai takes care of it!"

The two of them left in a hurry, and Wang Gan felt a sense of urgency in his heart. Many young geniuses on the Tianyuan Continent actually entered this battlefield. He knew very well the value of this place. Once he gained something, it would be a big harvest. This place has a great effect on condensing the Taoist principles. It is impossible to ensure that many geniuses in the younger generation will succeed in turning into gods and suppressing the contemporary world in one fell swoop.

The average god-transforming cultivator Wang doesn't care. Even if he is a primordial fetus, he has strong power and mysterious magical powers, and can completely suppress it. However, like Fan Zizai, he is a peerless genius and a talent of Jiaoyang. Once he succeeds in transforming into the god, his strength will increase by almost ten times, and he himself is the same.

Next, Wang Gan ran like a flying place, and found many mysterious and mysterious places in this ancient battlefield. There were great magic guns piercing through the sky and suppressing thousands of miles. The Taoist twisted the divine light, there were huge white bones, infinite divine light, and there were numerous Taoist patterns on it, which were as heavy as mountains, which could crush the heavens. There were ancient black snakes that rose up from the ground, tearing the void, and sank into the numerous turbulent flows in time and space. These wonders were condensed by the ancient Taoist gods, which suppressed the ten directions of the heavens and the earth, and shocked the sky for thousands of miles.

Wang Gan has been meditating carefully along the way and has gained more insights into the great way of heaven and earth. The five elements of heaven and earth, water, fire, wind and thunder, and various mysterious Taoist principles have been gained. However, for him, it is not the most important, and it can only be regarded as a kind of accumulation. If you want to successfully condense the final Taoist principles in qualitative transformation, these are not enough and are inconsistent with the great way of his cultivation.

After crossing a mountain again, Wang Gan's eyes lit up, and a divine land appeared in front of him, with bright lights, a divine rainbow soaring into the sky, a divine spring flowing, ancient medicine coveted, and many small beasts wandering in it, with endless fairy lights and infinite auspicious colors. This is a complete paradise of the divine kingdom.

Wang Gan was deeply shocked by the scene in front of him.

"Okay, okay, God will not let me down. I finally met this opportunity!"

This has been two months since Wang Gan entered the ancient battlefield. After walking thousands of miles, he encountered dozens of traces of powerful people. However, except for the traces of the sword intent of the nirvana, the rest were not very helpful. The traces of the divine soil in front of him were exactly what Wang Gan needed, and he wanted to roar to the sky!

As he had stepped into it, it was indeed as he expected that this place was not too dangerous. Widths of green divine beauty cheered all over his body. Wang Gan took a deep breath and felt endless energy of life permeating the void. The next moment, his zombie clone had already been restrained. When the deity came, his essence was like wolf smoke, and his blood was like a vast ocean. The endless blood was masturbating with the surrounding divine road.

"By the way, that's right. My great way should be like this. The two qualities of life and death are infinite. The extreme of life and death are born, and the extreme of death are born! The great way of life and death is finally accomplished!"

Wang Gandao's heart was surging, and the scriptures of the Nine Turns Body Refining Art were flowing, giving him more insights.

His eyes penetrated through nothingness, and the divine kingdom in front of him was truly displayed in Wang Gan's eyes. A lot of Taos were like a divine dragon, and his life energy was surging like a tide, immortal, and infinite rays of light gathered in a divine land. He could imagine that when an ancient and terrifying power had expanded to the extreme, he just stepped on this battlefield and formed such a divine land. In the center of the colorful halo, there was a divine spring, shaped like footprints, and this place was the source of this divine land.
Chapter completed!