Chapter 1541 (1/2)

Among the Shenzhou!

Xiao Fan is holding Ming Yexue, sitting still, the invisible gaze through Shenzhou, looking at the ancient battlefield not far away, his face revealing thoughtful expression!

The ancient battlefield, Xiao Fan once heard in the Eastern Region, it is indeed a terrible Jedi, the degree of danger is not worse than the seven great places in the East.

As for the ancient battlefield, there are many rumors, and Rao can hear a lot when he is in the Eastern Region!

Among them, some people say that this is the ancient battlefield. I don’t know how many years ago, the Heaven Bridge River in the low-level province of Dongling has not yet appeared. When the whole low-level province is still a whole block, there are two parties. In this battle, then the murder of the sky, the sun and the moon are dull.

In the end, both of these supreme forces are fallen here. Their countless sects of discipline, the army of soldiers, are also buried here, turning this place into a flesh and blood.

After they died, they still had no hate, and the soul wandered around with unrelenting resentment. Over time, it formed this strange killing intent.

It has also been said that it used to be a place where two unimaginable big men had a duel, and then there was a big man who eventually lost, bloody, and hateful.

The blood of the fallen man was soaked in the land after his death. His flesh and bones were dried and buried underground, gradually changing the geology of the earth, and finally, forming a battlefield.

Others say that the ancient battlefield was also the last killing of a party in the central emperor that had been completely genocidal. This unknown race fought to the last person, and then accompanied by the death of their last person. Their race was completely removed from the central emperor.

The area where they were buried has also become a dead field, and after a long period of evolution, it has become the ancient battlefield.

There are many other rumors, it can be described as all kinds and sorts, but no matter which rumor, basically conforms to the last two words of the ancient battlefield, the battlefield.

Here, it is a bloody battlefield, suffocating, and dead!

The souls who died here are innumerable!

Gazing at the battlefield of the ancient meditation, Xiao Fan suddenly eyebrow raised, his face showed a point of interest.

His nephew saw through the endless distance, and then saw several extremely rare things in the ancient battlefield. These extremely rare things immediately attracted Xiao Fan’s interest.

But unfortunately, after all, the distance is too far apart, plus the strength of Xiao Fan has not recovered, so these things flashed through Xiao Fan’s gaze, disappeared instantly and could not be perceived.

“First look for the medicinal materials such as the magnetic fruit, and then if you have time, you can look for these things. If you don’t have time, forget it!” Although interested in some extremely rare things, it is interested. It didn’t reach the level of necessity, so Xiao Fan nodded and said softly.

In the face of Xiao Fan’s sudden and soft self-speaking, the side of Xing Qing, Lime, and the light dance fairy three are all wrong, looked towards Xiao Fan, I don’t know what Xiao Fan is talking about.

However, Xiao Fan went on without any action, and the whole person recovered calm. Xing Qing, Lime, and the light dance fairy three had to re-enter the body and calm down, and they thought about their own affairs.

However, compared to the calming of Xing Qing and Lime, the light dance fairy is simply unable to calm down at this time, because although the thing of the swallowing mountain has passed, and it has been a few days, she is still confused. The whole person is full of irritability, tremors, fears, confusion and other negative emotions.

If she is a superior in the inner disciple of Yuanmen, she is basically cultivated as a seed of the Yuanmen. The mind is stronger than the average person, and she can still keep a little calm. Otherwise, she may now have an irreversible spirit. The wound is gone.