"Brother Chang'an, I hit it so hard... I'm covered in sand, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap."

Chen Changan was not much better, and his whole body was in a severe pain, and there was a sound of iron chains colliding behind him, jingling.

In the dark and confined space, a dull sound was made. Chen Changan twisted his neck and cursed: "What kind of bird place is this?"

He reached out to touch a spontaneous combustion talisman, but he couldn't even click it.

Qingle shrank in his arms, feeling the spiritual power surrounding him, and his body slowly recovered.

She showed half of her head and red eyes, and could see it very clearly in this endless dark night.

"There is a stone door in front, locked by iron chains."

When Chen Changan heard this, he felt relieved since there was a door and asked quickly: "Where is it easy to open?"

Qingle came out of his arms, held the chain and made a rustling sound.

"This chain is so heavy... Hey, there are potholes on this stone door."

The iron chains are very strong, but the stone doors locked by the iron chains are no longer very solid.

Qingle turned into a girl, holding a blue light ball in her hand, and slapped it on the stone door.

"Ahem...bah,bah,bah,bah, what are you doing? There's so much sand, I've eaten a mouthful of dirt."

Because Chen Changan couldn't see it, he didn't have time to hide for a while.

Qingle smiled and said, "Brother Chang'an, this door is open."

When Chen Changan saw that a hole was indeed made in the stone gate. The two of them pushed it open together, making a loud bang.

A light breeze blew, and the place was breathable, and Chen Changan was overjoyed.

......

The scene in front of them made the two of them gasp and couldn't speak for a long time.

This is a huge pit, with various corpses everywhere. What's even more strange is that there are fires burning on the corpses.

Chen Changan looked at the fire with the light of fire and saw that many corpses were burned but maintained their appearance during their lifetime. Some of these corpses also had monsters.

Even if the cultivation level is as high as the Samadhi True Fire, they cannot burn their Dharma bodies. This must be a top monk or monster who has been tempered to the extreme.

Various broken weapons and magic weapons are scattered on the ground. Looking around, this is clearly an ancient battlefield!

There were countless monks and demons fighting here, and then someone casts spells to sink the battlefield to the ground.

Then, the nine-petal lotus was pressed on the battlefield, burying so many corpses...

Now, the battlefield, which has been buried in darkness for many years, can still make people feel excited. You can imagine how earth-shaking the scene back then was.

"Where is this place?" Qing Le murmured to himself, obviously shocked.

The two of them slowly stepped forward, and the corpses on the ground were everywhere.

The front one has a hole as big as a fist on its body, which looks withered, with dry wax, like air-dried strips of flesh.

It can be seen that his cultivation is not as good as those inside. If you go further, many people can still see the appearance of their birth clearly.

How come such a big war has not been circulated in the world? Chen Chang'an stepped forward, and there was a skeleton of a big monster in the central area, which was extremely huge.

His flesh and blood disappeared, leaving only a white skeleton, which could be seen as tilting his head when he died. He stood with his feet, as if he was a human, but there was a tailbone behind him.

The fists were clenched tightly and turned backwards, and there was a kind of upbeat and unyielding intention, which was still flowing on the skeleton.

For some reason, Chen Changan felt a little excited or sad in the spiritual power in his body.

He stepped forward gently, stroked the huge skeleton, and a trace of cold air came from his palm.

There was a crackling sound in the silent tunnel. The skeleton did not collapse, but turned into shiny powder and disappeared.

The bright pink floating in the sky is shining brightly, spreading on the earth.

Chen Chang'an felt a trace of indescribable sadness in his heart. He didn't know why it appeared in his heart. He didn't know who these people were, why they died here, and he had never even heard of the names of these people.

The huge skeleton scattered, and only a bone rod was left on the ground, with bone spurs on it, like a mace.

Qingle walked forward curiously and reached out to grab it, but couldn't handle it.

"So heavy!" Qing Le pouted and said, "What a pity, this must be the spiritual bone of a demon saint."

"Spiritual bone?"

Chen Changan asked in confusion: "What is spiritual bone?"

Qingle's face was still full of regret, and starry eyes were staring at the bone stick.

"The great demon has achieved perfection and is the demon saint. At that time, it will break its demon pill and turn it into spiritual bones. If all the bones are cultivated into spiritual bones, it will be the body of immortality! This demon saint has cultivated spiritual bones, which is even more powerful than the ancestor Qingqiu. Unexpectedly, they will be beaten to death..."

All catastrophes...

That is a much higher level than the immortality you pursue.

It turns out that when you reach immortality, you are not free and free.

Chen Changan stepped forward and wanted to pick it up. Qingle raised his eyes and said, "It's too heavy, it's useless."

Chen Changan bent down, and in Qingle's hands, the spiritual bone that was still motionless was gently held by him in his hand.

"This is not heavy." Chen Changan even weighed his hand.

Qingle's eyes were wide open and he bit his lip, and he was very dissatisfied.

Chen Changan touched the spiritual bone, and it was still a little chilling. It was just right in his hand.

I don’t have a handy weapon either, so this spiritual bone is just right to use it first.

If outsiders knew that he would use the demon holy spirit bone as a mace, he would probably be shocked to his chin.

Qing Le next to him had envious eyes sore, and he could do nothing even if he bit his lips. Who could not hold it up?

Chen Changan remembered his broken bowl again. He sacrificed it and saw that the holes on it were pecked by strange birds, which were obviously useless.

"It's a pity that the offensive and defensive magic weapons are always missing." Chen Changan shook his head and sighed.

Suddenly, Qingle stayed there, and her eyes became dull. She took a small step and changed forward.

"Hey, what's wrong? It's broken, it won't be crazy, is there anything weird?"

Chen Changan called out and looked at him.

After the skeleton disappeared, there was a figure standing in front of him, and Chen Changan was shocked.

"Who!"

The person's appearance cannot be seen clearly in the place where the fire cannot shine, but Qingle can see clearly.

Chen Changan slowly stepped forward and found that the figure was still moving, so he realized that it was mostly a corpse.

Several times he encountered great changes, which made him gradually become more courageous without realizing it.

Ignite a talisman and use the fire to see Chen Changan was stunned.

The fiery red light and shadow are cast on the standing body, with a charming and delicate face that is so charming, it can't tell what it feels like, but it can be breathtaking at a glance.

She was tied with white gauze sleeves on her wrist, and the broken threads were already flying in the wind, wrapping her delicate figure, like a scattered cloud of clouds being cut by a meteor, unlike what it should be in the world.

This body and appearance have reached perfection...
Chapter completed!