Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

Feng Qingran did not answer the eight-headed heron's question, but took the eight-headed heron to search for traces of the beast in the battlefield of the gods.

"Phoenix Master, how did you do it?" Eight-headed Heron asked in shock.

Feng Qingran was obviously an extremely irritable beast, but as long as Feng Qingran touched the other person, the other person would immediately become honest.

Not only did he no longer attack Feng Qingran, he was also grateful to Feng Qingran.

It may be a coincidence that a beast behaves like this.

But if dozens of beasts are all like this, there is definitely something fishy.

"There is a spell in their bodies, and that kind of power can control them. I wiped out the power of the spell in their bodies, and they became normal." Feng Qingran said.

No wonder she couldn't use the mermaid's spell even if she got it.

The trigger for the spell turned out to be the power of witchcraft.

A spell that requires the power of witchcraft to be activated, no matter how powerful it is, should not exist for a long time.

The beasts she could see in the battlefield of the gods all had the power of witchcraft in their bodies.

They are controlled by You Che.

She took action to erase the power of witchcraft from them, and You Che would also suffer the backlash.

Feng Qingran quickly moved around the battlefield of the gods. When he encountered a beast, he directly held it down, and then drained the power of witchcraft from the opponent's body, all in one movement.

The eight herons watched one similar scene after another with their mouths open.

The originally ferocious-looking beast will become a well-behaved being in the hands of the Phoenix Master.

When Eight-Heron watched the end, he suddenly thought of a question, "Master Phoenix, why did you let that You Che go? He obviously has hatred for you?"

Feng Qingran's lips curled up slightly, "Let him go because he still has value. When he loses value, I will naturally kill him."

You Che is a human being, and he has been able to survive to this day despite the backlash from the power of witchcraft.

This would have happened if the high priest hadn't done something to You Che.

If it weren't for You Che hiding some secret inside his body.

"Phoenix Master, that's not right. Why are there only so few beasts left in the battlefield of the gods? The number has suddenly been reduced by half." said the eight-headed heron.

Feng Qingran naturally noticed that the number of beasts was wrong.

She sensed it and determined that these beasts were the only ones she could sense, and returned to the place where the monument was erected.

Feng Qingran looked at the huge stone monument, her eyes darkened slightly. She dared to desecrate the habitat of her ancestors, which was unforgivable to the mermaid clan.

Feng Qingran bowed respectfully to the stone tablet, and then said: "Don't worry, I won't let anyone disturb your peace."

The eight herons also transformed into human forms, imitating Feng Qingran's movements, and bowed to the stone tablet.

Eight Heron heard Feng Qingran's voice and was about to answer a few words, but suddenly felt that the aura around Feng Qingran was a bit dangerous.

The eight-headed heron swallowed back all the words he wanted to say.

The Phoenix Master is so murderous right now!

It's better not to make a sound. If the Phoenix Master is unhappy, it may be thrown into the cold palace.

At the same time, the eight-headed heron was also thinking, who made the Phoenix Master unhappy?

Is it the scrawny pretty boy You Che just now?

Phoenix Master and You Che seemed to know each other.

You Che still looked at Phoenix Master with hatred.

But You Che's strength is not even as good as it, and he can't create the cracked space before.

By the way, where did the eight-headed giant eagle go?

It had followed Feng Qingran throughout the battlefields of the gods, but it seemed that it had not seen the shadow of the eight giant eagles.

"Eight-headed Heron, when You Ming Kun is around, is there a place you particularly like to go?" Feng Qingran said calmly.

The eight-headed heron reacted for a moment and said: "Master Phoenix, I don't have much contact with Youming Kun. The one I have the most contact with is the three-headed dragon. I remember that the three-headed dragon loves to go to three places."

"Take me there." Feng Qingran said.

"Okay." The eight-headed heron returned to its original form again and took Feng Qingran to the first place.

There is no water in the battlefield of the gods.

When the gods fell, all vitality was lost here. There was not even a hint of green anywhere, and naturally there was no water.

The entire battlefield of the gods, looking at it, is basically all dark.

Endless flat land.

Dry desert.

And there are towering peaks.

But there is a special place in the battlefield of the gods.

A special valley.

The environment in this valley is dark and humid, and it is also one of the few humid places in the battlefield of the gods.

The three-headed dragon liked to enter this valley very much when he was alive.

Ba Heron felt that this place was the easiest place to hide secrets, so he brought Feng Qingran here without hesitation.

Feng Qingran ducked into the valley.

I felt it.

There is no breath of any living thing.

There are no living things here.

But she didn't just leave, but looked around.

There is no breath of life here, but there is a very strong atmosphere of hostility.

Anger is a dark emotion.

The existence of this kind of aura proves that something must have happened here before.

"Master Phoenix, what are you looking for? Do you need my help?" asked the eight-headed heron.

"Look around here, are there any special marks?" Feng Qingran said to the eight herons, and then released Feng Jingyue and all the spirits in the space.

Let them find it together.

Other beasts did not adapt to the rules here, so Feng Qingran let them stay in the space.

"Sister Feng, come and see here." Feng Jingyue turned over a huge stone and pointed to the text below.

Feng Qingran came to Feng Jingyue's side and raised her eyes to look over. The ancient characters were still engraved on it.

"What did we do wrong?"

"Why did we end up like this?"

"We can't escape!"

Feng Qingran remained silent after reading these three sentences.

I don’t know how the other party carved these words.

There were dried blood stains on the words.

Being able to carve words on boulders and also be able to hide boulders, the other party must have some strength.

Feng Jingyue saw Feng Qingran thinking about the problem and continued to look for other clues.

Eight Herons heard that Feng Jingyue had really found out the clues, and now they looked through it more carefully.

The eight heads were working together, and the claws under their feet were still soaked on the ground.

It digs deep into the ground to find something.

Feng Qingran stared at the words and fell into deep thought.

The Battlefield of the Gods is the place where many ancestors died in battle in ancient times.

At that time, there should be no survivors on the battlefield of the gods.

After the ancestors died in battle, the Dark Lord sealed off the battlefield of the gods and made it a small world of its own.

Before she entered this unique little world, a monk also broke in by mistake.

But at that time, none of the monks who broke into this place survived.

And those monks entered here on their own initiative, so there shouldn't be such great resentment.

These words were not inscribed by later generations.

It can only be carved by those who were forced to enter here and suffered painful torture.

After the Dark Lord leaves, who can accurately find the location of the battlefield of the gods and send the human race here?

The first thing Feng Qingran thought of was Xuanmen!

The practitioners in Xuanmen have hidden attributes and can deduce various things. It is possible that they can find this place and give it away.