Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 9345 The Holy Stone of Desolation
Yue Zun came here and didn't dare to trespass.

Let the disciples who guard the mountain report it.

Not long after, an old man in white flew out.

"Brother Yue, long time no see!"

"Brother Xue, your demeanor is still the same!"

Yue Zun said politely.

"What style, I'm old, this is the disciple you said is going to enter the ancient battlefield?"

The old man in white looked at Ling Xiao and asked.

"Exactly!"

Yue Zun nodded and said.

The white-clothed old man frowned and said: "Brother Yue, you and I are old friends, and it is right to help you, but your disciple's cultivation is a bit too bad.

It's just the sevenfold perfection quasi-emperor.

The ancient battlefield is full of dangers, and the minimum requirement is the eightfold quasi-emperor.

You don't want him to die, do you? "

Yue Zun smiled and said: "It's okay, I've already made it clear to him, he wants to go in by himself, not to mention, my disciple is a bit special."

"Well, since you've said that, I won't say much, let's go, Brother Yue, let him enter the ancient battlefield with our disciples from the Snow Mountain Shrine.

It can be regarded as a support! "

The old man in white thought for a while.

"Thank you brother Xue!"

"You're welcome, let's go!"

The old man in white took Ling Xiao and Yue Zun into the Snow Mountain Shrine.

Then arrange accommodation for the two of them.

"There are still three days before the opening of the ancient battlefield, the two of you are waiting here, and you can tell me what you want.

In three days, I will come to you! "

After the old man in white finished speaking, he turned and left.

"Master, at this time, you should tell me what is going on in this ancient battlefield, right?"

Even on the way, Yue Zun didn't mention the ancient battlefield.

Ling Xiao is really curious now.

Yue Zun smiled and said, "Forget it, I'll tell you!

There are many legends about the ancient battlefield.

But there is only one most believable.

According to legend, tens of thousands of years ago, a great war broke out in Zhenwu Shenzhou.

In order to compete for a piece of sacred stone from the ancient times.

The Holy Stone of Desolation is said to contain the power of the mysterious world itself.

very scary.

Therefore, it has attracted competition among countless saints.

That battle was really tragic.

Saints have died countless times.

Blood stained the earth.

In the end, no one could get the Holy Stone of Desolation.

Instead, it caused that space to fall into nothingness.

Only special methods can enter.

Coupled with the disordered laws there, warriors with the power of the world cannot re-enter at all.

Once entered, it may cause the space to collapse.

He also died.

However, warriors under the emperor can enter. "

"The Holy Stone of Desolation!"

A gleam flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes.

There are three wild powers in his body.

I don't know if it has something to do with the holy stone of the wild.

"Can the half-step emperor enter?"

Ling Xiao asked.

"Yes, the half-step emperor is essentially a quasi-emperor.

The laws of the world are not complete, so they are not affected.

Don't just stare at the Holy Stone of Desolation.

On the ancient battlefield, too many saints and emperors died, so there are countless treasures inside.

Every great emperor is almost a treasure.

Every saint is also a bigger treasure.

Therefore, the holy forces will send people into that space to practice at regular intervals.

At the same time compete for treasures.

That is indeed a good place. "

Yue Zun said with a smile: "Lawless, but also more free! Without the influence of the sect, life and death depend on oneself.

However, that place is very dangerous.

They often fight over trivial matters, and even kill each other.

Sometimes, you may not even need a reason, it's just that you don't like it! "

Having said that, Yue Zun paused, looked at Ling Xiao's expression, and nodded in satisfaction.

There was no trace of fear on Ling Xiao's face.

"Very well, you are more confident than I thought!"

"Life and death are determined by fate and wealth!"

Ling Xiao said: "I don't have much background, so I have to find training resources by myself. If I keep shrinking, how can I compete with those Tianjiao for hegemony?"

"Okay! As a teacher, I didn't misread you!"

Yue Zun laughed loudly: "The reason why I chose you to enter the ancient battlefield is because of your fearlessness and potential.

Between life and death, the potential can often be stimulated, allowing warriors to break through the shackles and become stronger.

I didn't choose Lei Bing Lei Huo, Ming Qin, or Dian Dongxing.

Only you are chosen!
Don't let the teacher down.

Of course, you can't underestimate the enemy and rush forward.

Because none of the people who entered the ancient battlefield is a simple existence, they are all the most talented, most tenacious, and most intelligent existences in the sect.

Be careful, it may kill you! "

"The disciple knows!"

Ling Xiao nodded.

He could see Master's prudence.

I also understand that this trip to the ancient battlefield is full of dangers.

Still, he was willing to try.

"Here are some notes for the teacher, the introduction of the ancient battlefield, you can take it and read it.

Take advantage of these three days and keep in mind.

It is beneficial for you to go in and survive! "

Yue Zun handed Ling Xiao a notebook, then turned and left.

Three days passed in a flash.

The old man in white came again.

Yue Zun also came back.

"Brother Yue, the time is up, your apprentice, leave it to the old man."

"Brother Lao Xue is here!"

Yue Zun bowed his hands and saluted.

"Master, farewell, disciple! Please take care of Yaoxiang!"

Ling Xiao said.

"Well, you don't have to worry about Yaoxiang, you just need to focus on the ancient battlefield.

As a teacher, I believe that after three years, you will definitely be able to defeat Shen Wuxing! "

Yue Zun regards Ling Xiao very highly.

Ling Xiao nodded.

He turned around and left with the old man in white.

Soon.

They came to an ancient teleportation formation.

This teleportation array looks like it has been around for a while.

There are always repairs though, so it shouldn't be a problem.

Beside the teleportation formation, there were three men and two women, a total of five people.

Two women, one is wearing a red dress, with a fiery figure.

The other was dressed in white, as cold as a snow lotus in the Tianshan Mountains.

Three men, all in the same attire.

All in white.

One of them was even more completely white.

White clothes and white hair.

The five people were a little curious when they saw Ling Xiao.

Because there is no such person in the Snow Mountain Shrine.

What's more, to enter the ancient battlefield, one must be a genius.

As long as they are geniuses, they should not know each other.

"His name is Ling Xiao, and he wants to go to the ancient battlefield with you, so please take care of him!"

The old man in white said.

"Ling Xiao? This doesn't seem to be a disciple of our Snow Mountain Shrine?"

The white-haired man asked suspiciously.

"Well, he is from the Black Sand Region. Our Snow Mountain Shrine once owed his master a favor, so this time we will take him along."

The white-haired man seemed to have a high status, so the old man in white explained politely.

Hearing this, the white-haired man's expression turned cold immediately: "Hmph, it's simply a burden for a seventh-level quasi-emperor to dare to enter the ancient battlefield.

Elder, please forgive us for being rude, it's okay for him to go in, but we won't help him! "

(End of this chapter)