Chapter 48 The ruins are revealed
When Mu Zhan heard this, his expression suddenly changed.

He looked at Taowu in horror, his eyes full of disbelief.

But he soon figured it out.

correct!

now it's right!

So much time has passed, and Lord Mu Ling has not come to support them. I'm afraid he has been stopped by the strong men from the Taikoo Divine Mountain.

It is even possible that Lord Mu Ling is the real target.

Mu Zhan couldn't help but panic when he thought of Lord Mu Ling's death in the battlefield of Hundred Races.

No, we can't just sit there and wait to be captured!
"Kimura, take the others and go!"

Mu Zhan suddenly shouted loudly, and then seven figures flew out of his cave.

The faces of those seven people were exactly the same as Mu Zhan's, except that the colors of the clothes they wore were different.

This is the spiritual body he is nurturing.

After his loud shout, Mu Zhan and his seven spiritual bodies immediately faced the ancient creatures.

It seemed that he planned to cover the retreat by himself while another middle-aged man led the group of boys and girls away.

It’s a pity that he overestimated his own strength.

The ancient golden-winged Roc withstood the spiritual body's attack with thunder magic, and then smashed the spiritual body's head with one claw.

The next moment, the golden-winged Roc rushed towards the middle-aged man named Kimura.

Everything happened too fast.

Kimura had just led the boys and ran less than a kilometer away when the golden-winged Roc caught up with them.

"Damn it!"

Kimura shouted angrily, turned around and rushed towards the golden-winged Roc.

At the same time, he threw the group of boys and girls out with force.

"Escape for your lives..."

……

In the distant forest, Wang Miao, the incarnation of a fire fairy, leaned against a thousand-year-old tree, looking at the battle over there.

Wood spirit?

Someone from the royal family of Mu Kingdom?

Not necessarily. It could be a branch clan like the one in Prince Wu’s Palace.

If they were really princes and princesses from the royal family of Mu Kingdom, they would not be escorted by three Spirit Transformation Realm warriors and a group of Cave Heaven soldiers.

But why aren’t the ancient descendants on the Ancient Sacred Mountain pureblooded?
Pity.

Wang Miao sighed, then turned and left.

He didn't know those people, so naturally he had no intention of saving them.

As for the fact that we are all human beings, we should help each other.

cut.

They are all human.

Maybe someone will block his chance tomorrow, and he will be the first to kill!

Soon, the sounds of battle could no longer be heard.

Wang Miao didn't care and continued walking towards the core area of ​​the Hundred Races Battlefield.

Because the system has not started signing in yet.

So he needs to go deeper.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

During these three days, Wang Miao encountered four more battles.

I have to say that there are battles everywhere in the battlefield of hundreds of races.

The ancient creatures in two of the battles saw him and then rushed towards him.

One of the ancient species even chopped off his head as a collection.

Especially since he said it so brazenly.

Can Wang Miao tolerate him?

He directly shot out a ray of Earth Phoenix Fire, which refined the ancient relic into a drop of precious blood and flesh liquid.

The quality of the precious liquid is extremely pure.

After swallowing and refining it, Wang Miao found that his strength had improved a little.

It feels like I have been practicing for about a week.

This discovery surprised Wang Miao greatly.

This is much more powerful than what he gained from stewing broth.

After a little thought, Wang Miao understood the reason.

Although he usually adds a lot of spiritual medicines and fruits when stewing the flesh and blood of ancient species.

But what he ate was not the complete ancient species. All its essence, blood and bones were removed by him.

Moreover, after consumption, he needs to further refine the essence and remove impurities.

This will invisibly cause the loss of some of the essence.

This precious liquid of blood and flesh was directly refined by Wang Miao from a complete ancient species, retaining the integrity of the essence of blood and flesh to the greatest extent.

Therefore, almost all the ancient species that Wang Miao encountered afterwards were refined by him into precious blood and flesh liquid.

At the same time, the news that the Fire Immortal had arrived at the battlefield of Hundred Races also spread.

……

On this day, Wang Miao had just refined all the ten ancient creatures that had attacked him into precious blood and flesh, and was about to leave.

A system prompt came into his mind.

Sign in to start.

Just stand there without moving for ten minutes.

Ten minutes later, a picture appeared in Wang Miao's hand. [The Hundred Spirits Picture can collect the spirits of hundreds of races. The more races you collect, the faster the creatures in the small world will evolve.]

Looking at the information about Bailingtu.

Wang Miao couldn't help but feel happy.

His biggest headache now is the problem of his spiritual body after transformation.

Perhaps it was because his cave turned into a small world, or perhaps it was because it was fused with a trace of Chaos Spirit Liquid.

Originally, Wang Miao was unable to nurture a spiritual body as an instinctive ability of the Spiritual Transformation Realm.

Even if he condenses his spiritual body again, the small world will evolve it towards the direction of living beings.

This should have made him happy.

But this also made him unable to control his spiritual body, which was not something to be happy about.

The emergence of Bailingtu has greatly solved his problem.

And although the battlefield of a hundred races is called the battlefield of a hundred races, in fact, there are more than a hundred races gathered here.

Among the avian species alone, there are more than a dozen species, including the Qingluan, the Golden-winged Dapeng, the Tianque, the Bifang, etc.

There are even more other races.

There are even more than a hundred types of essence and blood contained in the system space.

Especially, the Bailingtu does not say that the upper limit is one hundred types.

It also specifically states that the more races you collect, the better the effect.

So what else is there to say?

Wang Miao immediately poured the essence and blood of the ancient species he possessed onto the Bailingtu.

The next moment, under the influence of the Bailingtu, the essence and blood turned into mini ancient species that looked like balls of light, and were then swallowed by the Bailingtu.

In just a short moment, patterns of more than thirty ancient species appeared on the Bailingtu.

It’s not that Wang Miao only has the essence and blood of so many races.

But the essence and blood of those ferocious beasts are not recognized by the Bailingtu. Those that can form patterns are all ancient relics.

After trying to put the Bailingtu into the small world of Dongtian.

Wang Miao immediately felt that some wonderful changes were taking place in the small world.

In the outside world, it seemed as if some spiritual light was swallowed up by the small world.

Wang Miao seemed to vaguely feel a faint consciousness appearing in the small world.

But when Wang Miao looked, he found that the consciousness actually came from the fire gourd that was nurtured again by the gourd spirit.

By the way, he later referred to the Eight Trigrams and named the Fire Gourd Li Fire Gourd.

It can be regarded as a little expectation of his fire gourd.

However, if you want to fully open up your spiritual intelligence, it will take a lot of time to nurture it.

Unless Wang Miao can obtain the essence, blood and spiritual energy of a large number of races.

Thinking of this, Wang Miao turned around and chased after the ancient species team he had seen before.

……

A week later.

There was a loud bang from the sky.

Then countless colorful clouds gathered towards that direction.

Is that... a vision?
This was the first time he had seen such a situation since entering the Hundred Races Battlefield.

Looking at the dozen or so monks rising into the sky in the distance and flying towards the place where the strange vision appeared.

Wang Miao also followed quietly.

During this period of time, more than a dozen patterns appeared on his Bailingtu.

In addition to some ancient species, there are also the elves, the three-eyed people, and the tree people.

However, all the hundreds of races nearby had been killed by him.

It's been almost a day, and he hasn't seen a race he hasn't seen before.

However, as he approached the location where the vision appeared, Wang Miao discovered many ancient species and other races that he had never seen before.

Among them are the Moon Dog Clan, the Star-Swallowing Toad Clan, the Earth Demon Bear Clan, etc.

Next to appear were the major forces of the human race.

There is the Fire Nation, the Stone Nation, the Yang Clan, the Wood Nation…

On the warship of Mu Kingdom, Wang Miao saw Mu Zhan whom he had seen before.

But one of his arms was missing. It seemed that even if he escaped that day, it cost him a lot.

I didn't see the middle-aged man named Kimura, maybe he didn't come here.

As for those young boys and girls, Wang Miao also saw a few of them.

However, the girl who was so scared that her legs went limp actually survived.

This was something Wang Miao had not expected.

But when Wang Miao was about to turn his gaze away from the direction of Mu State, he actually saw the young man who had supported the girl.

But he was obviously different now than he was a few days ago.

First of all, he no longer stood next to the girl, nor did he even stand among the crowd of young people.

If Wang Miao hadn't accidentally seen him, he would have ignored him.

Secondly, his eyes changed.

The young man looked at the abyss below the vision with greed in his eyes.

Suddenly, a sense of vicissitudes that was extremely inconsistent with the other person's age flashed in the other person's eyes.

But it was hidden in an instant.

It's like nothing happened.

Seeing this, looking at the abyss below the vision, Wang Miao felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart.

(End of this chapter)