Chapter 4846: Ancient battlefield

Light a fire, and Feng Chenglin threw it out behind him.
The Huozhezi fell, illuminating a vast space.
But at the end of the light, there was still darkness.
It seems that the light never reaches the end of the space.
Using both hands and feet, Feng Chenglin quickly took two steps, shouting in surprise: "San Shao, behind us, there is really a lot of space..."
Just now because he was going to be an army of the old shopkeeper, he and Ling Luoyu did not look around.
Now I just took a look at it, and I realized that there is really something else behind!
"Three young masters, come on...come..."
Ling Luoyu looked at Fengchenglin, which was climbing up while shouting, his eyes gleaming towards the old shopkeeper.
"Old man?"
The old shopkeeper frowned, but didn't say anything or set off.
"Old man, even if you say that the way to survive is below... it might not be right under the feet where we are standing now, right?" Ling Luoyu smiled but looked sideways thoughtfully: "Or, do you know where is below? , Is it a way to survive?"
"If I know, I will definitely take you away..." The old shopkeeper stood upright and kicked the stones off the ground: "As for the things here, I know that sentence... As for where to go down, I really don’t know where to go down again!"
"Since you don't know, why don't you stay with us?" Ling Luoyu gestured sideways: "If we come, we will be at ease. Anyway, we will be able to get out at this moment or a half, and we probably won't be able to get out, and we won't die or starve. Why not look around. See what is going on here..."
The old shopkeeper said sincerely, he almost knelt on the ground and swore a spell, but Ling Luoyu, like Feng Chenglin, did not trust him from the bottom of his heart.
Therefore, even if there is a sea of ​​swords and flames ahead, she has to drag him up!
To die, everyone die together!
Don't think of escaping alone in front of her!
The old shopkeeper had a dark face, he let out a long sigh of breath, glanced at Ling Luoyu who was still waiting for him to leave, and flew to chase Feng Chenglin.
Ling Luoyu looked behind him vigilantly, and chased after him.
Although the air here is thin, my heart is a little dull and depressed.
But for these three people, it is still within a tolerable range.
Standing on the tallest pile of gravel, Feng Chenglin saw Dao Ling Luoyu and the old treasurer and waved quickly.
"Three young masters, look over here..."
He pointed to his feet and stepped back.
"This is a collapsed stone pillar..."
Although the stone pillar has collapsed, the continuous outline is still there, and the carved dragon pattern on it is vaguely visible.
"This pillar... has to be held by three people..."
Feng Chenglin opened his arms, gestured in the void, frowning.
"I just took a look. This pillar was cut from top to bottom, obliquely cut..."
"It's this one!" The voice of the old shopkeeper came from behind.
In front of him was a smooth oblique surface of a stone pier.
"Even though a long time has passed, the edge of the stone surface is still very sharp... It shows that the weapon that cut this column open back then is a rare weapon!"
A stone pillar surrounded by three people was cut into a smooth and complete section by a force.
Whether it is a weapon or that force, it is an existence that cannot be underestimated.
"Three young masters, what exactly is this place?" Feng Chenglin turned around and sucked in a cold breath: "How do I feel...this is an ancient battlefield?"