As the pace progressed, more and more corpses were placed in front of Fei Lian and Bai Yuanliang, looking strange and extremely terrifying.
Based on the aura, Fei Lian judged that some died at the hands of ferocious beasts, while more were due to struggles between people.
The Soul Crying Mountains can be said to be the treasure of the lost continent. Although it is full of dangers, it also contains countless spiritual treasures of heaven and earth. Every day, many adventurers enter it, pursuing the great opportunity to reach the sky with great luck.
But more people have their bones buried there, never to return.
However, generally speaking, the Rift Valley is only on the periphery of the Soul Crying Mountains. Although there are crises, they are not so tragic.
There is an unusual smell in the air. It seems that the Soul Crying Mountains is a little different from the past.
¡°Uncle, let¡¯s not go any further!¡±
Once again seeing several corpses in extremely miserable conditions, Bai Yuanliang turned pale and wanted to retreat.
This is not the first time Bai Yuanliang has come to the Rift Valley. He has visited the Rift Valley several times before and has never encountered such a strange scene.
She knew that something big must have happened in the Soul Cry Mountains, which attracted too many adventurers into it, and then caused a fight.
People know themselves, and Bai Yuanliang knows that she has no ability to pursue any rare treasures. She just wants to find a Liguo.
And, to be honest, Bai Yuanliang mostly had the attitude of giving it a try this time. It would be good to find it, but it wouldn¡¯t be a big problem if he couldn¡¯t find it.
After all, some problems cannot be solved in a short while.
"Um!"
Fei Lian nodded and responded. He was not sure about the situation in the rift valley. Merely being able to detect the spiritual thoughts three meters around him would not be of much help to him.
Before clarifying the specific situation, Fei Lian did not want to be involved in a battle for some rare treasures.
At present, his main task is to improve his strength, and then find Su Daji, who may have also fallen to the lost continent, and then find a way back to the prehistoric world.
Perhaps the prehistoric world and the Lost Continent were really isolated. After Fei Lian came to the Lost Continent, he was unable to contact the judge's clone in the Jiuyou Underworld. This is the line of cause and effect with Hou Tu, Nuwa Empress and others. No trace either.
Of course, it is not that the cause and effect are completely cut off from these people. Fei Lian estimates that the Tao of the Lost Continent is very different from the Tao of the prehistoric world, which led to this result.
After the two people agreed, they no longer hesitated and quickly retreated in the direction they came from.
However, not long after the two of them retreated, they felt a tremor between the heaven and the earth, and immediately, a sword energy rising into the sky exploded.
In an instant, the whole world was filled with the cold sword intent, which was tyrannical, lewd and terrifying.
When a sword comes out, who can compete with him?
"This sword intention"
Fei Lian stopped in horror, raised his head and looked in the direction of the feeling. He saw a ray of light standing an unknown distance away from him, showing a light blue color, like a giant sword, about to pierce through the air.
"Master Tongtian!!!"
Fei Lian¡¯s face lit up as he recognized the sword intent.
Back then, Fei Lian was very familiar with the sword intent of the Master Tongtian because he received a wisp of innate evil energy from the Immortal Killing Sword Formation.
What's more, the reason why I came to the Lost Continent was because of the power of the sword of the leader of Tongtian.
"Could it be that Qing Pingjian also came here together?"
Fei Lian was ecstatic. With the power of the Saint of Tongtian Cult, he would definitely be able to find a way to return. After all, the Qingping Sword was his personal sword and there was no way it would be lost in the Lost Continent.
"Where is that place?" Fei Lianyao asked Bai Yuanliang, pointing to the place where Qingping Sword's soaring sword energy came out. ¡.
"The center of the Soul Crying Mountains!"
Bai Yuanliang was also in shock at this moment.
From this sword intention alone, you can imagine how powerful this treasure is. If she had this treasure, it would be just a matter of a thought to flatten the Black Cloud Castle.
In an instant, Bai Yuanliang's heart also surged with ambition to possess this treasure.
However, the next second, Bai Yuanliang came to his senses. The so-called heaven and earth spiritual treasures are obtained by those who are destined to possess them. Without the corresponding strength, possessing treasures that are beyond the ability to bear is just a recipe for trouble.
¡°Moreover, she doesn¡¯t have the strength to go to the center of the Soul Crying Mountains to seize the treasure.
"Uncle, let's go!"
Bai Yuanliang remembers ten yearsA broken ancient battle ax once appeared in the former Soul Cry Mountains, which belonged to the acquired spiritual treasure. At that time, there was a bloody storm, and countless people fell into the sand in the Soul Cry Mountains.
The scene at this time should be a sign of the birth of the legendary treasure. Judging from this momentum, I am afraid it is an innate spiritual treasure.
The innate spiritual treasure is already the limit that Bai Yuanliang can imagine. If she were to know that this sword was the object of enlightenment for Saint Hunyuan, she would probably faint on the spot.
Even though he doesn¡¯t know the details of Qingping Sword, Bai Yuanliang knows that once this treasure is released, the Hunqi Mountain Range will definitely set off a wave of bloodshed that is even crazier than ten years ago.
I am afraid that many ancient forces in the four regions will move out together, and Bai Yuanliang does not want to be innocently involved.
"The center of the Soul Crying Mountains?"
Fei Lian was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Is this the center of the ancient battlefield?"
"right!"
Bai Yuanliang grabbed Fei Lian, backed away, and said anxiously: "It is definitely not accessible to ordinary people. Even a strong man from the fourth heaven will have a narrow escape from death if he enters the depths of the Soul Crying Mountains."
The strength of the Lost Continent is divided into five heavens, from one to five, rising step by step. Bai Yuanliang belongs to the strength of the first heaven, which is roughly similar to the secular cultivators in the prehistoric world.
"But"
The appearance of the Qingping Sword made Fei Lian want to explore the depths of the Soul Crying Mountains. After all, this is the key to whether he can return to the prehistoric world.
Fei Lian certainly does not believe that the Qingping Sword blooming with such brilliance is the birth of some kind of treasure. Instead, it should be that in the prehistoric world, the leader of Tongtian is summoning the Qingping Sword and looking for a way to take it back.
Boom! boom! boom!
The heaven and earth trembled, and all the beasts screamed.
With the trembling of the Qingping Sword, Fei Lian could clearly feel the countless powerful auras surging deep in the Soul Crying Mountains, which he was unable to handle given his current limited strength.
Although he was reluctant, Fei Lian thought about it and was still dragged by Bai Yuanliang and retreated outwards.
"After your strength is restored, then slowly find a way back!"
After weighing the situation, Fei Lian knew that safety was the most important thing at the moment and he could not act rashly.
Once he made up his mind, Fei Lian no longer hesitated and immediately grabbed Bai Yuanliang with his backhand and led her away to the outside.
However, at this moment, a chill suddenly rose up in Fei Lian's back.