Run the way

The bleak rain, the black rain, is like a sky curtain, covering this scarred world, the sky is getting darker and darker, and even the temperature is dropping accordingly, the rainwater and the dirty blood on the ground merge together, a rotten The breath permeates between the dry bones.

"Damn it, what the hell is this place..." A man in silver armor complained, venting his dissatisfaction.

"Shut up, if you want to die, you can get out of our team, don't forget the task that the royal court entrusted to us this time." A man in dark gold armor turned around and scolded the disciple.

"Let's go now, we have to meet up with other disciples of Wang Ting."

"Yes, we would like to follow the instruction of the senior brother." The disciples bowed, and then followed the man in the dark golden armor through the rain, and waded through the black river full of filth.

There was a ferocious expression on the disciple's face, but unfortunately it was covered by the mask on his helmet, and the leader couldn't detect it at all.The disciple's eyes were as calm as water, and he could even see a trace of sincere repentance.

Just the next second, he stopped in place with the team.A bright golden sword light broke through the void of this world, and a golden nebula appeared in front of the monks of the Thunderstorm Royal Court.

The sun was shining brightly, shining in front of all the cultivators, giving people a warm feeling all over their bodies. "This... Could it be that there is a rare treasure in the world?" In the team of the Thunderstorm King's Court, there was a monk pondering, with greed in his eyes.

However, the golden auspicious cloud trembled slightly, and then it turned into a golden ancient sword and fled towards the distance at high speed under the eyes of everyone. "Chasing!" Someone yelled, and then everyone in the Thunderstorm Royal Court turned into a flash of lightning, chasing after the ancient golden sword with the momentum of thunder.

In the pitch-black rain, a boy with long white hair stopped in his tracks. His figure was thin. What stood in front of him at this moment was a green ocean, endless, boundless and boundless.He raised his hand, and a stone flew out of his hand.

The stone had just left his hand, and after only a short breath, it sank into the blue sea in front of him, without waves or waves, without sound.Bai Ye frowned slightly, this sea was unusual.

"Old man, may I ask you, where are you going?"

Bai Ye waved his hand and shouted towards the distance, there was a blue ferry boat, and on the ferry boat, there was an old man lying there resting.

"Boundless, no silver, no crossing." The old man's vicissitudes of life sounded, the old man turned his back to Bai Ye, he waved his hand, then put his hand down and continued to squint his eyes to rest.

Bai Ye was speechless, he sat down on the spot, waited quietly, and fell into the memories of the past years.At that time, the prehistoric era had not collapsed, the prehistoric continent had not been broken, and there was no barren world as it is now.

"Endless, innocent, and innocent." These were the three great oceans of the Great Desolate Continent back then. The Endless Sea, to him, was an ocean full of memories. He had met the two most important women in his life there, One is Loulanyu, the other is Mo Yexue, one leads him into a new path of cultivation, and the other makes him start again.

"Maybe my original path was wrong from the beginning..." Bai Ye pondered, he sat here quietly cross-legged, without any movement, he was meditating, contemplating, and looking back at his own way, the faint golden color The brilliance lighted up from behind him, constantly manifesting behind him, flickering continuously.

"This is, the black sea..." Some monks exclaimed here. They also encountered the ocean, but it was black.

"That... what is that, it's terrifying..." A monk exclaimed, the fear in his heart was far greater than the surprise. What appeared in front of them was a dead bone with rotting pieces of meat hanging on it , black rainwater flowed down his body.

A black ferry boat appeared under the body of the bone, and countless black runes manifested on its body, turning into a thick black mist, with waves of decay, sweeping away towards the surroundings.

"This so-called ancient battlefield is very evil..."

Countless monks discussed here. Before they were trapped in the black ocean, it was only an hour after the black ocean appeared. Not far from the shore, there were already many dead bones of monks.

That is the price for the intruders. Being deprived of their cultivation base and flesh and blood by the mysterious black sea water, even their souls are doomed. They can only watch themselves turn into dry bones, lose their original strength, and lose their own consciousness. , floating in sea water.

"How am I going to get through this?"

"I heard that the people of Thunderstorm King's Court just got a peerless sword from this secret realm. It is said that this sword is not afraid of the erosion of black sea water. Now they are probably on the other side of the sea."

"Don't talk nonsense. I have heard that behind this mysterious black sea is the city of corpses that I was looking for so hard. I don't need to elaborate on what kind of place that city of corpses is."

Some predecessors took risks with their own lives, and some disciples of great teachings and orthodoxy, seeing that this black ocean was really impossible to cross, simply communicated on the shore, hoping to get useful information for themselves.

"Senior sister, what should we do, this place is too big, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the younger brother to find."

"Don't get confused. Since the sea in front of us cannot be crossed, we can look for it on the shore. The younger brother is just a newcomer to alchemy. With his ability, he may not be able to cross this strange black sea. .”

"Yes…………"

"I said, little fat man, you don't need to waste your time talking. If you don't verify the facts, even if you talk about hype, my brothers and I will only think you are a magic stick."

On an isolated island, the blacksmith was polishing his shiny hammer. He was really impatient. This fat man didn't drink a sip of water, and he talked endlessly, selling his hexagram skills .

"Hey, let me tell you, I'm a magic stick. I only need five low-grade spirit stones at a time. If it doesn't work, it doesn't cost money..." At this moment, Bu Liugu tried his best to squeeze out a smile, flattering the blacksmith and Orion. Well, this is his first business since he entered this ghost place, and he doesn't want to just give up.

That unscrupulous old man said that only shameless, no, perseverance, coupled with an unbreakable mouth, can earn countless pots of gold in road construction.

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A crisp sound of swords came. A blond boy was wearing a golden costume. He stood in the void with his hands behind his back, and stood there silently. An ancient golden sword was lying in front of him. It was terrifying. The sword energy lingers around his body.

At this moment, Jin Ming was extremely angry, and in his eyes, the golden pupils kept stretching.Since entering the Beifeng battlefield, he was separated from the people of Tianjian Peak, and then was pursued by a group of foolish monks as a treasure. Along the way, he didn't even have time to catch his breath.

"Sword Spirit, don't leave. I advise you to obediently recognize me as master, so as to avoid the suffering of your spirit body." Nine silver figures surrounded Jin Ming, and the monk in dark golden armor couldn't stop laughing. For that extraordinary golden ancient sword, he was determined to win it.

"I will spare you, sir." Jin Ming made a move, and an extremely bright golden sword energy blasted towards him, and a muffled groan sounded, and one of the nine silver-armored monks fell down slowly. Because he is a middle-level Nascent Soul Stage, he is still not the enemy of the blond boy in front of him.

"Everyone, be careful, this sword energy is very sharp." One of the fallen people sent a voice transmission to the others, and after just one encounter, he caused heavy damage to his meridians because of carelessness and underestimation of the enemy.That golden sword energy was truly terrifying, it was able to break through the absolute defense of his armor.

"Lei Yu, suppress." Eight people shouted in unison, eight silver spears were fired, and launched an offensive against Jin Ming.A white electric current surrounds the eight people, releasing extremely fierce power.

"Taibai." Jin Ming raised his hand and flicked the blade of the ancient golden sword with his fingers. That was his own spiritual veins. That ancient golden sword was named Taibai by him, but in just one month, it was He has strengthened to such an extent.

A golden sword light flashed across, making everyone feel blurred.A sword sound hummed, extremely crisp and loud.The young man held a sword, with flowing blond hair, dancing with the wind, his sword energy was criss-crossing, and with just one step, he severely wounded a monk in silver armor.

Dazzling golden light shone between his brows, blazing sword intent soared into the sky, the golden sword energy almost condensed into substance, while the golden ancient sword was dancing, Jin Ming suppressed eight people with one person.The white electric currents intertwined, and finally formed a thick thunder column, submerging Jin Ming.

"Point to the road with the left." Jin Ming pondered, holding the sword in his left hand, and pointed at the cultivator from the Thunderstorm King's Court who was watching.A golden fairy phantom quickly gathered behind Jin Ming, it stretched out its golden arm, and pointed at the monk in the dark gold armor.

"Boom", caught off guard, the monk was instantly blasted out, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the dark golden armor on his body in shock, there was a striking crack on it.

But in an instant, a golden spear pierced into Jin Ming's shoulder.The monk laughed wildly, he was determined to win the ancient sword "Sword Spirit" in front of him.

Jin Ming held the sword, half of his clothes were stained red with blood, he looked coldly, and another thunderbolt bombarded him.After a short breath, Jin Ming appeared in front of everyone again. Now he looked extremely miserable, and even his body was crackling with electricity.

His physical body is no better than Bai Ye, no matter how strong he is, he is only a human monk after all. "You can die now." Jin Ming laughed loudly, and the golden ancient sword moved against the wind, and slashed at the nine people with an almost crazy momentum.

The monk in the dark golden armor only felt a pain in his body, and then his consciousness gradually became loose, and then... there was no more, he was dead, dead thoroughly, and even his soul was covered by a strange black The secret power is sucked away.

Jin Ming looked at the nine people who fell in front of him. Under the guidance of the last strength, he put away the golden ancient sword, landed on the ground, and walked slowly into the distance...