I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

In front of the three elders of the Ao family, the news that both the son of God and the protector were killed quickly spread in the ancient battlefield.

This news shocked many monks.

After all, the Ao family is a desolate family in the Fallen Star Sea Region, guarded by emperor soldiers in the family, and there are countless strong ones.

"Who is so courageous to dare to make such a cruel move?"

"Someone saw that the guy who killed the god son of the Ao family once walked with the students of Yujing Academy. He must be a strong person of Yujing Academy!"

"But I've never heard that Yujing Academy has such a person! I've never even heard that Yujing Academy has a bow and arrow type Nirvana spiritual weapon."

"..."

For a while, many people began to speculate on Qin Feng's identity.

Some say that he is a hidden powerhouse from Yujing Academy, and some say that he is actually a strongman from another family in the ancient holy land, who wants to provoke the conflict between Yujing Academy and the Ao family.

There are all kinds.

However, the focus of those strong people is different from that of most ordinary monks. They don't understand Qin Feng's cultivation in the extreme realm of martial arts. Why can he shoot five or six arrows in a row without being drained of the spiritual energy in his body? .

"Could it be that a strong man in the Nirvana Realm took away a young man before he died, and his cultivation level fell to the Martial Extreme Realm?" the elder of the Taiyin Sect guessed.

As soon as these words came out, many strong men were shocked.

If so, it would be a danger to all of them.

After all, the strongest fighters who entered the Star Falling Sea Territory were only at the eighth or ninth level of the Martial Realm, and those who fell from the Nirvana Realm were much stronger than them.

On the island with Lingquan, the saintesses of Shenyizong were still waiting for the son of the Ao family to come back.

After hearing the news, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

Such a big living person, and he was still the god son of the Ao family, died in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, they all deeply felt the cruelty of the cultivation world.

Before that, the lives of ordinary monks were no different from trivial matters in their eyes.

But in today's ancient battlefield, their lives may not be much different from those of grass.

.......

In the blink of an eye, it was already the early morning of the third day. Qin Feng, who had been retreating in the cave to adjust his breath, came out slowly.

In the ancient battlefield, the killing force is still overwhelming.

This island, which originally had no monks, gradually became lively as more and more monks poured into the ancient battlefield.

The sound of monks fighting with monsters rang out one after another, and it was very lively.

"Shh!"

Qin Feng rose in the air, left the island, and headed towards the area where the killing power was stronger, trying to find the specific location where the two Supreme Realm powerhouses fought.

For the next two days, Qin Feng's figure was always shuttled in the huge sea area where the ancient battlefield was located.

His harvest is very rich, all kinds of ancient and powerful weapons and armor, as well as the unique ancient medicine grown in this special environment, there are countless.

Although he didn't need those ancient weapons and armor at all, they were enough to help the Great Xia Dynasty equip thousands of soldiers after he returned.

During this period, there were many dangers. The sea beasts rushing out from the bottom of the sea, and the sudden appearance of death cavalry charged Qin Feng many times with lingering fears.

However, he is strong enough to save the day every time.

One day, Qin Feng was flying over the sea area, when he suddenly noticed that on an island in the distance, blood was shining into the sky, and it looked very bloody.

"What's going on there?" Qin Feng frowned.

He then flew towards the place where the blood was shining into the sky.

Not long after, Qin Feng came to the bloody island, and found that in the northern part of the island, there was no vegetation growing for more than ten miles, giving people a very barren feeling.

And in the center of this area, more than a dozen blood-colored flags were planted on the ground, each of which had blood-colored formation patterns nearby, and formed a formation with each other, and the blood mist filled the air.

A dead bone, sitting cross-legged in the center of the formation.

It seems that in the great battle that year, this person was seriously injured, and he set up a formation here to heal his injuries.

Although the formation was not broken in the end, the man's injuries also failed to recover, and he finally died here.

After so many years, the formation has stopped functioning, but a great battle broke out in the sky above the island just now, and the amazing energy fluctuations were absorbed by the formation, and it started to operate again.

Now, the spiritual energy on the entire island is gathering.

"This formation...looks a bit like the imitated Twelve Capitals Heavenly God Demon Formation?" Qin Feng frowned.

He had obtained a bloody banner before, which was a corner of the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals.

Although the formation formed by these scarlet flags here is very poorly imitated, it can clearly be seen that it imitated the traces of the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals.

"Could it be that he has seen the real Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals?" Qin Feng's face became serious when he thought of this.

If this is really the case, then in this ancient battlefield, it is very likely that there is a real formation of the Twelve Capitals, or a missing part.

After all, this person must belong to one of the supreme beings, and the reason why he was able to see the formation of the gods and demons in the twelve capitals was most likely from the supreme being he was loyal to.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

At this time, many monks were also attracted by the bloody light.

Seeing the more than ten formation flags in front of them, greed appeared in their eyes, and they were a little ready to move.

There was a cultivator in the Good Fortune Realm who couldn't help it at first. He used spiritual energy to protect his body and approached the formation, wanting to see if he could pull out a bloody banner.

"laugh..."

However, at this moment, the pervasive blood mist suddenly turned into a long spear, pierced through it, and nailed it firmly to a huge boulder in the distance. He died before he could even make a scream. .

The miserable appearance made the other monks present all startled, and hurriedly backed away for a distance.

"Hiss... What kind of formation is this? A monk in the Good Fortune Realm can kill it instantly." The gasping voice swept through like a hurricane.

Many of them were monks from aristocratic families in the ancient holy land, and they quickly sent letters to the forces they belonged to, wanting the strong to come.

"Om..."

At this time, in Qin Feng's eyes, the golden runes were looming, and he cast his divine pupils, and began to check the flaws of this formation.

He wanted to break through the formation first, and then take away the blood-colored flags. At the same time, he wanted to see if he could gain something from the withered bones, and to see if the supreme being whom this person was loyal to really had the true Twelve Capitals of Gods. array.

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p: I drank some wine with my family at dinner, and my head was too dizzy. I probably can't write Chapter 2.

I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

Will update normally tomorrow.