"Zizzi..."
A faint sound emitted from the bell body, and after swallowing the souls of Xu Yan Essence Blood and Chen Lie, a strange red light appeared on it.
A more powerful aura came out from the bell body, causing a smile to appear on Xu Yan's face.
The Ten Thousand Demons Bell that was refined by the monk's soul is a bit more powerful than the ordinary top-grade Magic Artifact, which is an unexpected surprise.
"Get up!"
Xu Yan stretched out his hand, and the mouthful of Ten Thousand Demons Bell was absorbed into Storage Bag.
Originally, he planned to try the power of Ten Thousand Demons Bell, but he was afraid of too much noise, so he had to give up.
Although this Demonic Artifact cannot be as good as the Demonic Path monk, it can still exert eight or nine points of power.
Looking at Chen Lie's body that was like black coal, Xu Yan felt a lot more comfortable. After taking this person Storage Bag down, a burst of flames emitted and turned him into ashes.
After that, Xu Yan came to the body of the skinny old man, took off the bloody robe, and put it into Storage Bag.
After clapping his hands, Xu Yan stood up.
The whimpering wind echoed among the many mounds, low and strange, as if playing a mournful song.
In the darkness, Xu Yan identified the direction and continued to fly towards the center of Ancient Ruins Battlefield.
The purpose of entering Ancient Ruins Battlefield has been achieved. Now he just wants to escape from here quickly, practice hard, and strive to Foundation Establishment as soon as possible.
Three days later.
Xu Yan sat cross-legged in a temporary cave abode. For three days, he kept on the road and killed five monks in succession. Three of them were Six Immortal Sects disciples and the other two were Demonic Path monks.
After swallowing a pill of Pill, Xu Yan quickly closed his eyes and ran Cultivation Method to restore Magic Power.
At this moment, it is very close to the center of Ancient Ruins Battlefield, and he needs to maintain the full state of Magic Power at all times.
Taiyi Five Elements Art rotated slowly, and Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy were pulled in one after another, falling on him and turning into Magic Power.
Half a day later, Xu Yan slowly opened his eyes, and his body Magic Power had completely recovered.
"We've arrived here and haven't met any other Rogue Cultivator yet. I'm afraid it might be a little difficult to leave Ancient Ruins Battlefield."
Xu Yan's face was a little solemn, which meant that little monk Lineage and monk Rogue Cultivator were almost killed by monk Six Sects.
Originally, he planned to use these Rogue Cultivator to leave, but now it seems that he needs to make a new plan.
Fortunately, monk Demonic Path and disciple Six Sects started fighting, which gave Xu Yan some hope.
"If there is some possibility of escape with the help of other Rogue Cultivator, facing Six Sects disciples and Demonic Path monks alone is tantamount to asking for death."
Xu Yan knows very well that the two major forces will eventually compete for control of Ancient Teleportation Array.
In the past, when he was on the road, he could kill scattered monks, but if he got close to the center of Ancient Ruins Battlefield, he would probably encounter swarms of monks from both sides, which he could not resist at all.
"Since you can't beat him, you have no choice but to join!" Xu Yan's eyes glowed with a glint.
With a thought, the skinny old man's bloody robe appeared in his hands, along with a black cloak and a foot-tall Ten Thousand Demons Bell.
First, he put on the blood robe, then Xu Yan put on the black cloak, held the Ten Thousand Demons Bell in his hands, and stood up.
After walking around in circles for a few times, Xu Yan felt that this outfit gave him a little more Demonic Path charm.
Xu Yan's idea is very simple, that is to pretend to be monk Demonic Path and fish in troubled waters.
The reason why I pretended to be Demonic Path monk Xu Yan was well thought out.
First of all, among his trophies is a black Demon Cultivator cloak. This cloak is extremely tight and can cover most of his face. With Ten Thousand Demons Bell in hand, he can barely be called a Demonic Path monk.
Secondly, monk Demonic Path has always been a loner and ruthless person. Even among fellow disciples, they don't know many of each other. Compared with Six Immortal Sects, the risk of pretending to be monk Demonic Path is smaller.
This is the most likely way Xu Yan can think of to leave Ancient Ruins Battlefield. The only flaw is that he is not practicing Demonic Path Cultivation Method. Fortunately, the blood robe of the skinny old man is also a Demonic Artifact, and there is a faint Demonic Path aura emanating from it.
Released Divine Sense, Xu Yan carefully scanned the whole body several times, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, he slowly walked out of the temporary cave abode.
After controlling his aura, Xu Yan cautiously moved towards the center of Ancient Ruins Battlefield.
"Huh? There is Demon Cultivator!"
Soon his expression changed slightly, and a few hundred feet away, a monk also dressed in black robes rushed towards the center of Ancient Ruins Battlefield.
There was a hill about several hundred feet wide between the two people. As they moved toward the center of Ancient Ruins Battlefield, their figures were suddenly revealed.
"Huh? Coming this way, I hope I can get away with it." Xu Yan's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was slightly tight. Divine Sense had already communicated with Storage Bag Flying Sword and was ready to take action at any time.
Soon the black figure came to Xu Yan.
"Fellow Daoist is very strange. I wonder which of my Demonic Path's Demon Venerable's subordinates?"
An old voice fell, and the meaning behind the words made Xu Yan tense up all over.
However, there was nothing unusual on his face, and a low, hoarse, old voice came from under the black cloak.
"I Blood-Robed Daoist, I have met my Daoist friend, but I wonder which Demon Venerable friend is from?"
With the same words, Xu Yan asked again. Now the people entering Ancient Ruins Battlefield are Nirvana Demon Sect and Scarlet Firmament Demon Sect. As long as he tells his own origin, Xu Yan will say that he comes from another one.
"Hey, fellow Daoist, why did you ask me a question before you answered my question?" The black figure laughed dryly and gently revealed the matter.
Hearing this, a light flashed in Xu Yan's eyes, as if he thought of something.
After looking the black-robed figure up and down, he slowly said, "I vaguely remember the voice of fellow Daoist. That year the flowers on the other side were blooming, and you were the one who followed the Demon Lord to the noble sect to pay homage to the Demon Lord, and you were the one who served the Demon Lord spiritual tea."
As soon as Xu Yan finished speaking, the old voice sounded slowly.
"That's right, it's me. I didn't expect to meet fellow Daoists at Ancient Ruins Battlefield."
As soon as this person finished speaking, under the black cloak, the corners of Xu Yan's mouth twitched sharply.
At this moment, he had determined that the black-robed figure in front of him was impersonating monk Demonic Path just like him.
This person just took the initiative to attack. If he is not determined enough, he will definitely be exposed. Thinking of this, Xu Yan suppressed a smile and continued to speak.
"Since that parting, I have become Scarlet Firmament Demon Sect and have practiced alone till now. I was just recalled by Demon Venerable not long ago. It is normal for fellow Daoists to meet me face to face."
"I see, I have been cultivating at the Nirvana Demon Sect, and was recruited here by Demon Venerable not long ago." The black figure seemed to be relieved and said slowly.
After carefully sizing up the black-robed figure, Xu Yan finally recognized this person's true identity.
"It's actually Daoist San Zui, that's really interesting."
"Hey, if that's the case, let's act together." Xu Yan said softly.
"As it should be."
The black figure looked at Xu Yan meaningfully and nodded.
"Huh? This person has already seen through me! He is really cunning!" With that last look, Xu Yan knew that he had also been seen through.
"This man is as cunning as a fox! Fortunately, I have a lot of foresight." Under the black robe, Daoist San Zui spat secretly.