Both of them had some guesses about what was behind the barrier, so they didn't put up much resistance.

After they were swallowed into the barrier, the glowing entrance also disappeared.The originally cracked stone plate was reorganized in an instant and embedded in the desert again.

But Ye Jiyu and the others just felt that the sight of yellow sand that they were tired of seeing changed and landed in a very flat wasteland.

The strange thing is that they can feel the majestic spiritual power here, but there is almost no grass growing in this wilderness.Looking around, all you can see is the rough land, with weapons and dead bones scattered everywhere.

The color of the ground varies in shades. Only in the almost black soil can you see small unknown plants growing.

At the end of both sides are mountains.

Different from the beauty of Canglan Continent, most of these mountains are thick and steep, with not much vegetation on the periphery. The exposed rocks are like bare fangs, giving them a sense of simplicity.

The surrounding mountains are like a barrier, covering this wasteland. There is only a gap in the front, and the sun is directly above the gap at this moment.

The sun pours on this land, evaporating endless vicissitudes of life.This place seems to have been abandoned in the gap of time, unchanged for thousands of years.

Ye Jiyu looked at the scene in front of her and felt that it looked very familiar. It was exactly where the woman playing the piano was when she learned to break the demon.

It turns out that this is the ancient battlefield.

"Aye, do you think this place is familiar?" Xie Wuqi, like Ye Jiyu, looked around this secret place.The scene behind the man in linen clothes and sword he saw was exactly the same as in front of him.

Ye Jiyu nodded, his eyes slightly blurred: "The woman I met first played the piano here. However, my familiarity with this place does not stop there."

She raised her hand and gently touched her beating heart, feeling that something was breaking out of the ground.

"Is it related to the Fuxi bone?" Xie Wuqi had already examined Ye Jiyu, but he didn't find out what kind of changes the Fuxi bone had on Ye Jiyu.All he knew was that Ye Jiyu seemed to be more... compassionate now than before.
They originally thought that Li Yan's behavior was deliberately seduced by Dragon Blood Sand, but then Mrs. Xiping's body turned into a butterfly, and the entrance under the stone plate made them feel that it was not the work of Dragon Blood Sand.

Xie Wuqi heard what Le Huan said before.Although I don't know who he was talking about, by some strange combination of circumstances, they seemed to have ruined Le Huan's plan.

"The Divine Realm seems to be preparing to make a comeback. I don't think this Fuxi bone was made by them, but I don't know why it was me." Ye Jiyu carefully avoided those withered bones and walked toward the center of the battlefield.

"Perhaps in the Babel Tower in the Jade Spirit Realm, when we first saw the man and woman in the Heart Demon Array, today's outcome was already destined." Xie Wuqi smiled bitterly: "Every time I think that my cultivation is enough to control myself When fate comes, you will find that everything now seems to have not escaped someone's calculation."

Ye Jiyu is very open-minded: "At least the result is good now. Although I don't know what the function of Fuxi Bone is, and what Lehuan, a man in the divine realm, wants to do. But I have a vague hunch that your sea of ​​consciousness and ruthlessness Tao, maybe there can be a solution."

Xie Wuqi smiled when he heard this. It was indeed something Ye Jiyu would say.

"You are right. Now that we have entered the ancient battlefield, maybe we can look for the legendary Fuxi Qin." Although Xie Wuqi guessed that Li Yan was deceived by the dragon blood sand before, but if there is a place where Fuxi Qin can be found The only clues are the ancient battlefields.

Ye Jiyu nodded, she thought so too.

While she was talking, her eyes were attracted by a cluster of small flowers on the ground.This flower is very strange. The entire flower has only one straight stem, which is about half a foot high. The flower is the size of a wine glass and does not even have a leaf.The color of the petals is close to black, just like the small piece of land where it takes root.

Looking around, there is a small flower like this growing in all the darkest places. Because the colors are so close, you can only see it clearly when you get closer.

"This is……"

Ye Jiyu wanted to get closer to take a look, but Xie Wuqi fished it back: "This may be a ghost flower, don't get too close."

"What is the ghost flower?" Ye Jiyu looked at the petals that seemed to be withered but not withered, and felt a little strange.

"It is said to be a flower, but it is actually the blood that dripped from the monk before his death. The blood contains a little bit of the monk's spiritual power, and combined with the monk's obsession before his death, it will turn into this flower." Xie Wuqi frowned and looked at Gently Dancing flowers: "The darker the color of the flower, the heavier the resentment. If you touch it accidentally, it may be eroded by the remaining resentment."

Ye Jiyu squinted at the black land scattered like stars in the distance, which must have been covered with ghost flowers.

The brutality of the battle that took place here can be seen clearly.

She looked at the scene in front of her, but suddenly thought of the first time she saw the woman playing the harp, so she sat on the floor with the phoenix in her lap, and the sound of breaking the devil slowly flowed out of the harp.

Xie Wuqi was not surprised when he saw Ye Jiyu's actions.

Speaking of which, Xie Wuqi heard the name of Ghost Flower from Xuan Yu.Not everyone's death can condense ghost flowers. On the one hand, the monk's own soul must be strong, and on the other hand, the monk's obsession and unwillingness before death must be preserved enough.

In order to resist the invasion of the divine realm, all the monks were probably dispatched.Even so, they are just killing each other under the control of the divine realm.In these blood-stained lands, how many monks died at the hands of their own people?
No wonder so many ghost flowers can be condensed here.

As the devil-breaking song was played, the ghost flowers that were only trembling slightly began to swing greatly.Even Xie Wuqi's current sea of ​​consciousness can be calmed down by the sound of Ye Jiyu's piano.

Soon, as the ghost flowers swing more and more, the thin stems can no longer support the flowers.Countless ghost flowers broke free from their stems and gathered in the air, their dense black petals casting a shadow on the ground.

Ye Jiyu looked up at the flowers, feeling inexplicably sad in his heart.

"pat..."

The tears shed from unknown time fell on Mingfeng's strings.

The next moment, these ghost flowers that blocked the sunlight began to melt slowly... No, if you look closely, they faded from black and gradually became transparent.

Ye Jiyu's tears kept sliding down his face, falling behind the strings but being absorbed by them instantly.

The strings of the piano absorbed enough tears and emitted a burst of soft light, while Ye Jiyu's hand playing the piano became faster and faster, almost turning into an afterimage.


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