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Chapter 200 The unfinished battle of ancient times(2/2)

Only by gaining the recognition of the spirit of the artifact can you truly control this immortal weapon.

Unfortunately, there have been many people who have encountered immortal weapons over the past ten thousand years, but none of them can get the immortal weapons to recognize their masters.

And this is also the biggest opportunity recognized by the ancient battlefield!

...

The teleportation array leading to the periphery of the ancient battlefield is ready.

Shen Tian stared at the boss, trying hard to find the genius with opportunities above his head.

However, there were too many people nearby at this time, and it was really hard to see clearly.

And at this time, Li Lian'er, Xiao Ling, Qin Yundi, Eunuch Gui, Qin Gao, Shen Ao and others were already surrounded by Shen Tian.

After a little calculation, there were more than ten members of the small group Shen Tian.

According to the notes on the battlefield precautions, it is already considered full load.

Shen Tian felt very distressed as he watched the young people who were risking their chances above his head walked past him.

That's all leeks!

However, after turning around and seeing the picture above Zhao Hao's head, Shen Tian couldn't help but feel much better.

Opportunity is about essence rather than quantity, and quality is always more important than quantity.

Shen Tian was very pleased, and Zhao Hao did not disappoint himself!

The opportunity that appeared above his head was quite powerful.

It is worthy of being the one who sacrifices the master to heaven!

...

Everyone walked side by side and slowly walked into the teleportation formation.

As the formation was activated, everyone felt a bizarre feeling in front of them.

When their vision returned to normal, they found themselves in a vast battlefield.

This is an extremely dead and desolate field. The sky is dark red, the earth is dark red, and even the sun is dark red.

It seemed as if everything on the battlefield was stained with blood.

There are no flowers or weeds on this battlefield, and there is no green in a thousand miles.

It seems that ordinary plants cannot bear it at all, and this terrible evil spirit and blood energy.

The world is filled with a faint smell of blood.

You can hear the shouts of killing vaguely, as if they came from the past years, magnificent and shocking.

At this time, Chen Tian and others appeared on a barren mountain.

Looking down from the barren mountain, you can vaguely see the fragments of human figures fighting at the foot of the mountain.

Maybe that can't be called a human figure, because when everyone sees it clearly, they realize that those humans are not normal at all.

They were skeletons, with no flesh or blood on their bodies, and the exposed bones shone coldly under the bloody sun.

They were wearing armor from ancient times, which might have been very tough, extraordinary and indestructible in the past.

But after the passage of time, the spiritual energy dissipates and the divine nature has long become broken and broken.

These skeletons were wearing these armors and fighting with broken weapons in their hands.

Their battle is very simple and crude, without any mana fluctuations, just the simplest way to wield weapons to attack the opponent.

However, from the violent sound of breaking the wind, it can be seen that these skeletons have good combat power.

The strength of each skeleton is comparable to that of an ordinary foundation-building cultivator.

Obviously, they are heroic souls from ancient times!

For some unknown reason, he recovered from the funeral, and his fighting spirit continued to continue the unfinished battle before his death!

Looking at the skeletons, Chen Tian felt a little touched, as if blood was boiling.

Is this the ancient battlefield? Ten thousand years have passed, and there is still such a scene.
Chapter completed!
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