Although Jiang Yun saw the battlefield and heard the fighting, in the eyes of Huang Yu and Huang Tu, Jiang Yun was still standing in the package of countless desert patterns, motionless.
Looking at those Huangwen, Huangtu showed admiration on his face and said: "Sister Clan, your Hundred Wars Desolate, the power is much improved compared to before."
"I think I only lasted to ten battlefields in it at the beginning, but now, I'm afraid I can't even last ten battles!"
Aramae smiled slightly and said: "Stinky boy, don't flatter your clan sister here. The first ten battlefields will appear one by one. The test is only courage and character."
"You were still young at the time, and it is already commendable to be able to persist to ten battlefields."
"From the eleventh battlefield, all ten will appear together. At that time, the test is the strength."
"Although the power of the Hundred Wars Desolation has indeed improved, but now you have entered the Realm of the Five Desolations. If you enter again, you will be able to survive at least twenty battlefields!"
Huang Tu pointed at Jiang Yun and said, "How many battlefields does the elder sister think he can hold on to?"
Arakyu shook his head and said: "I don't see it, if he can persist until ten battlefields appear, then he is eligible to join the army;"
"If you can persist until twenty battlefields, then you are qualified to be a desert guard;"
"If you stick to 30 battlefields, you are qualified to be the head of the desert guard;"
Huang Tu then asked: "What if there are more than thirty seats?"
Arakyu's eyes flashed and said: "Then I will let him be my deputy! Why, the clan brother has great confidence in him?"
Huang Tu smiled wryly and shook his head, "I'm just asking casually. Thirty is probably not possible. Clan sisters are already at the peak of the Six Desolations, and they can enter the Seven Desolations at any time."
"No matter how strong he is, it is impossible for him to persist until thirty battlefields appear."
"That depends on how strong he is!"
The two siblings stopped talking, and at the same time looked at Jiang Yun who was shrouded in barren patterns.
At this moment, Jiang Yun is already on a battlefield, and there are thousands of creatures in front of him, fighting crazily as if they have a sworn enemy.
And in this kind of fighting, a series of evil spirits will emerge from the body of every living being, permeate into the air, and gradually envelope all living beings.
Under the shroud of evil spirit, the eyes of those creatures will gradually lose their clarity, and more crazy killing intent will emerge, and the sound of shouting from their mouths will become more intense.
In short, these evil spirits are like poison, which are constantly produced in the constant fighting, and then in turn affect these creatures.
The endless life, repeated cycles, caused a chain reaction, making the evil spirit stronger and stronger.
Jiang Yun, who was also under the shroud of evil spirit, looked at the tragic battlefield in front of him and listened to the sound of fighting, but his expression did not change at all, but he said to himself: "This evil spirit is not used to attack the enemy. Just disturbing the mind."
"If you are a weak-minded or timid person, you will easily be affected by this evil spirit, lose yourself, join the fighting creatures, and become a member of the battlefield."
"Could this be the so-called Hundred Wars Desolation? If so, I'm a little disappointed!"
Following Jiang Yun's voice, the battlefield in front of him suddenly split into two and turned into two. Just like before, a large amount of evil spirit permeated the air, wrapping Jiang Yun tightly.
Immediately afterwards, the third and fourth battlefields appeared one after another, and Jiang Yun's eyes gradually became enlightened: "Hundred wars and desolate evil spirits should be the evil spirit condensed on the hundred battlefields!"
"It seems that these battlefields should all have been experienced by the wild general Arao."
"Even her barren pattern was probably realized on such a battlefield."
"In short, the wild pattern of the wild feather is evil spirit!"
Even real members of the Huangzu tribe need to realize their own unique deserted pattern, so Jiang Yun can easily deduce Huangyu's deserted pattern based on this technique.
However, this also made Jiang Yun admire this seemingly weak and beautiful woman.
Who can imagine that she has experienced countless killings and fought countless battlefields!
In Jiang Yun's thinking, the number of battlefields in front of him has reached ten, and the number of creatures killed in them has exceeded 10,000.
But in these ten battlefields, surrounded by the evil spirit formed by tens of thousands of creatures, Jiang Yun's face still did not change at all.
This scene, in the eyes of Aramae and Aratu, can't help but be a little surprised.
Huang Yu nodded and said: "This person's courage and heart are the best choice. The evil spirit condensed from ten battlefields can't disturb him at all."
"Hua Tu, where did you find this person?"
Huang Tu said: "He came to the deserted city on his own initiative. At first, I suspected that he was a spy of the Temple of Killing God, but I have a kind of intimacy with him."
"Even if I asked my uncle to do it, I couldn't see his origin."
"So, I want to keep it in the Desolate Race and work for my Desolate Race."
Aramae nodded again and said, "I just felt the intimacy you mentioned!"
"Didn't Grandpa Sacrifice say that everything in this world is connected by destiny, maybe this person has a destiny with my Huangzu, that's why we have a sense of kinship."
"However, if there is a destiny, there is a destiny. If the strength is not enough, everything is still out of the question."
"The next step is the real strength of my Hundred Wars Desolate. Let's see if he can still be so calm!"
Following Ararat Yu's voice, ten battlefields suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Yun!
The overwhelming evil spirit gathered from twenty battlefields has already boiled like the sea, setting off a wave of evil spirit.
In it, there are all the creatures on the battlefield, which suddenly smashed down towards Jiang Yun.
It's as if this wave of evil spirit condenses the power of all living beings, which is extremely powerful.
Facing the oncoming huge waves, Jiang Yun's face remained unchanged, even standing there, still motionless.
"What is he going to do?" Huang Tu frowned and said, "Could it be that he wants to take this wave head-on?"
Aramae smiled coldly and said, "Then he thinks too much of himself."
"Even though this person is courageous, he is just a reckless fool!"
"Boom!"
Just as Huang Yu's voice fell, the wave of evil spirit had slammed on Jiang Yun's body, and there was an earth-shattering loud noise.
Countless evil spirits exploded with a bang, causing the entire hall to be filled with evil spirits, making it impossible to see Jiang Yun's figure clearly.
"For him, the post of Desolate Guard is enough!"
Arakyu spoke again, stretched out his hand, and saw countless evil spirits swarming towards those barren patterns.
As a large amount of evil spirit dissipated, Jiang Yun's figure was also revealed.
However, both Huang Yu and Huang Tu's expressions changed, because Jiang Yun was still standing there with a blank expression as before.
It seemed that the previous huge wave never hit him at all.
But of course Huang Yu knew that that wave definitely hit Jiang Yun firmly.
"It turned out to be physical training. The strength of the body is indeed extraordinary, but if you want to rely on the strength of the body, thirty battlefields are his ultimate!"
Thirty battlefields appeared in front of Jiang Yun, and the strong evil spirit had blurred everything in front of his eyes.
Jiang Yun, who had been motionless all this time, suddenly nodded lightly at this time and said: "Now these evil spirits are finally interesting, let me use them, my evil spirit!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com