Outside the dark red plains, the atmosphere was heavy, as if the air was frozen, making it hard for people to breathe.

The ground beneath their feet was no different from any other place, and there were even lush green grass growing. On the other side, it was a wasteland, and weeds did not grow at all.

Such a bizarre and distinct scene caused Fang Kun to click his tongue in wonder. At the same time, he felt a sense of strangeness.

Ling Yun did not step in immediately. As she was once a Expert of Martial Saint stage, although her cultivation was no longer, and she could not use many of her abilities, she still had her perception of herself as a Expert of Martial Saint stage.

Standing there, he could clearly feel the fluctuations of the mysterious energy of space. He knew that there was an invisible barrier in front of him, and it was that barrier that was able to block the killing intent from invading his body, causing such a bizarre scene to occur.

It could be said that each step he took was akin to stepping into another world.

Looking back at Qin Feng who was still deep in sleep on the Blue Feather Eagle's back, Ling Yun frowned slightly. Qin Feng's consciousness was in a deep sleep and his body was undergoing a metamorphosis.

You have to know that Qin Feng was currently in a strange state. He activated his cultivation technique on his own and absorbed the Spirit Qi of heaven and earth in all directions.

This was killing intent. Even he, from his previous life, did not dare to swallow it. He could only use his tyrannical cultivation base or spiritual energy to form a barrier to block it.

After pondering for a moment, Ling Yun didn't dare to take the risk and decided to keep Qin Feng in the Sovereign Pagoda space.

The current him was already a Martial Master. Although he did not have the ability to refine Sovereign Pagoda, he had already broken the first restriction and could gather living beings into the Sovereign Pagoda.

Of course, this was on the premise that the other party did not resist, and his cultivation could not be stronger than his. Keeping things in would consume Spirit power.

When this thought had just emerged from his mind, and he had yet to put it into action, the elusive spirit of the tower jumped out and said: "Don't worry, it's alright. To him, this is a great opportunity that he has wished for."

The voice of the spirit of the tower sounded faintly.

"Really?" Ling Yun had already gotten used to spirit of the tower's ghostly appearances. Hearing that, he frowned slightly and asked with suspicion.

"Of course!" The spirit of the tower said with certainty, "If it doesn't break, it cannot be created. If it breaks, it will be erected again, he is currently on the verge of breaking down. The killing intent and baleful aura of the ancient battlefield can accelerate his transformation and he will even be pleasantly surprised."

Ling Yun did not speak for a while. He silently muttered to himself, and after a while, clenched his teeth and coldly said: "I hope you did not lie to me, otherwise you will definitely regret it in the future."

"Don't threaten me with that." spirit of the tower obviously did not buy his money, her lips slightly curled as she said.

Ling Yun's handsome face turned the color of pig liver. This was a huge humiliation, but as the master, he could not do anything to the spirit of artifact. He could not order her or not to say anything, and only say something from time to time that would anger a person to death.

He did not want to threaten either, so let's do something substantive. But no, he could not even see the shadow of a spirit of the tower.

"Let's go!" Ling Yun said as he turned around and glanced at the Blue Feather Eagle, and said indifferently: "Killing intent and baleful qi can help you refine your body and purify your bloodline. You might even be able to sense the bloodline of your ancestors in this ancient battlefield.

As long as you can obtain its inheritance, in the future, it might not be impossible for you to break the bloodline shackles and become a Demon Sage of the sixth step. "As for your choice, I won't force you."