I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

"Is it closing so soon?"

Seeing the surging energy in the sky, and the rays of light falling down with it, these monks are still somewhat unsatisfied.

Although it was very dangerous to enter the ancient battlefield this time, they not only harvested a lot of natural materials and earthly treasures, but also experienced more than one battle between the strong, which benefited their martial arts path a lot.

"Young Master, you can leave the ancient battlefield with me, and the Yunhai Chamber of Commerce will definitely protect your life!" At this moment, a strong member of the Yunhai Chamber of Commerce threw an olive branch to Qin Feng.

At this time, outside the ancient battlefield, the strong men of the Ao family and Fozong must all be waiting there.

Those are the real background of the ancient holy land family, not to mention the Nirvana spiritual weapon, the weakest one is probably the supreme spiritual weapon, and the holy weapon is not surprising at all.

In his opinion, although Qin Feng can kill all directions in this ancient battlefield, he is definitely not an opponent in the face of many powerful families who carry supreme spiritual weapons or holy weapons from the ancient holy land families.

"Young master will be with me, and you will definitely be able to guarantee your safety." The elder of Shenyizong also reacted, and hastily assured him.

Some other strong men who were not weaker than the Ao family and the Buddhist sect also hurriedly opened their mouths, wanting to win Qin Feng over. After all, his strength is too strong, he can be called a monster.

"I appreciate everyone's kindness, but I'm already used to it, and I don't want to join any forces." Qin Feng declined.

After all, he waved the bloody banner in his hand and directly opened a void crack.

This leads to the outside of the ancient battlefield, and there is no need to leave from the real entrance of the ancient battlefield.

Without hesitation, Qin Feng stepped in directly.

"System, help me sign in on the ancient battlefield." It was only at this moment that he remembered that after entering the ancient battlefield, although he had already signed in on different islands.

However, he has not yet used the Dao Yun check-in of the entire ancient battlefield.

"Ding! Congratulations, Master, you have successfully signed in and obtained a part of the Twelve Capitals' Heavenly God Demon Formation." The system's mechanical and emotionless prompt sounded in Qin Feng's ears.

At the same time, in his system space, there was an extra bloody banner.

"That's right, it seems that after leaving this place, the strength of the formation can be increased a lot." Qin Feng murmured.

He is very satisfied with this sign-in reward.

Because this bloody banner is exactly what he needs most now.

At the same time, countless rays of light in the sky have also descended, surrounding the monks in the ancient battlefield.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

In the next instant, they were all teleported out.

All over the ancient battlefield, some fierce battles ended suddenly, and the ancient medicine that was about to be picked was still growing quietly, swaying with the wind.

For the monsters that have grown up peacefully here for generations, the sudden appearance of the monks seems like a dream. They are just corpses on the ground, and there are traces of battles, telling that this is a real thing.

.....

Outside the ancient battlefield, the excitement today is no less than when the ancient battlefield first opened.

Many strong men sent by the ancient holy land families have even been waiting here and never left.

Almost everyone is speculating and discussing, wondering if anyone can take out the holy artifact from the ancient battlefield.

"The two strong men of the Buddha Sect who entered the ancient battlefield are both well-known eminent monks, and their strength is extraordinary. They even practiced in Lingshan for a period of time, and I feel that they are the most promising."

"The Ao family is too! Besides the third elder of the Ao family, although the guardian of the Ao family's god son is not high in status, his strength is not much weaker than that of Jing Si Jing Guan and they also carry the Nirvana spiritual weapon. "

"The deputy master of Wanhai Palace carries a secret treasure, which can continuously absorb the aura of water from the boundless sea, so that the secret treasure can always be maintained at its peak state. I think he is the strongest."

"........"

All argue with each other, and no one can convince all.

However, in most people's minds, if someone could obtain the sacred artifact from it, it would be Buddha Sect, Aojia, and Wanhai Palace.

And the strong men of these great holy land families also had the same idea in their hearts. They stood on the deck of the ancient battlefield and looked at the entrance of the ancient battlefield from afar.

At the same time, they are also secretly wary of the other three families, worried that after the people of their own forces bring out the holy artifact, the other two families will suddenly make a move.

"Boom..."

And at this moment, violent energy suddenly surged in the ancient battlefield.

Immediately afterwards, rays of light lit up, and all the monks in the ancient battlefield were teleported out, and there was a huge crowd of people there.

Some people returned with a full load, while others were seriously injured, and there was almost only one breath left.

Most of them flew towards the place where the warships of their own forces were hovering, or in the direction of their companions.

"What's going on, what about the Third Elder and the Son of God?" Although the Great Elder of the Ao Family looked very old and his eyes were cloudy, he checked all the monks sent from the ancient battlefield in an instant.

However, the third elder and son of God of the family were not found.

"Where's the deputy palace master?" The elders of Wanhai Palace were equally astonished.

At this moment, they all doubted whether the monks in the ancient battlefield were sent out in batches.

But there is no such precedent.

And at this time, the proud people who came out of the ancient battlefield had already arrived on the ancient battlefield.

"Son of God, they are all dead!"

A proud middle-aged man immediately said to the Great Elder in great grief.

These words were not very loud in the extremely noisy environment at this time, but because there were many monks paying attention to the several holy places, they heard them immediately.

There were voices of exclamation, and almost everyone cast their disbelieving gazes over.