Chapter 951: Ancient battlefield

In the early morning of the next day, wisps of warm sun shone in, and golden light covered the entire priest's hall.
As the sunlight poured in, the fifty-eight disciples who were practicing opened their eyes one after another, their eyes moved with a rhythm, a not weak momentum slowly rising and sinking, their bones crackling, and their bodies crystal clear as jade.
On this day, they will all restore their cultivation base to the heyday of Dao, just to meet the upcoming test.
At the same time, these fifty-eight disciples also had their own vigilance. Entering the ancient battlefield is equivalent to dividing the opportunity, and everyone has a chance.
More than fifty people are bound to face a mighty battle. After all, apart from forming the Heavenly Slaughter Army, they are more concerned about their own cultivation base, and only if the cultivation base is strong enough can they stand up in the ancient realm.
Xu Liusu was also standing at the back of the crowd, and the blood gradually stabilized overnight.
Fortunately, there was a stealth skill that interfered with the audiovisual, Xu Liusu cleverly avoided Sheng Donglai's punch.
If a real pill realm powerhouse was hit by a face, Xu Liusu would be crushed on the spot.
The two stepped forward, and it was the white robe priest Sheng Donglai and the right robe priest Sheng Nanyan.
Generally, the two of them would not show up easily, and the Holy Envoy Gu Yunchuan was in charge of controlling them. Today the two priests came, which made many disciples feel flattered.
Xu Liusu's gaze also fell on Sheng Donglai, a little calm... This old dog repaired in order to gain, if he invades the Qin Region, I really don't know who can stop him...
However, since these two people met in person before entering the ancient battlefield... it was enough to show that they took this matter extremely seriously.
Sheng Donglai's complexion is not very good-looking, his old face is calm, and his eyes are cloudy. One night passed, let alone a sneaker, even a ghost was not traced.
Once Sheng Donglai was furious, he chased him down personally, but there was still no word and no results.
But the high priest dared not speak, who dared to speak first? Sheng Nanyan also stood aside obediently, bowing his head in silence.
At this time, Sheng Donglai took a deep breath, raised a pair of vast eyes, and heard an old voice:
"After the half-pillar incense, they will enter the ancient battlefield together. In this ruin, the ancient emperor personally sits on the sacred platform, and inherits the instructions of the ancient gods... and it is precisely because of the ancient emperor's ability to reach the sky, you are lucky enough to enter battlefield..."
As soon as the voice fell, fifty-seven disciples showed their pious expressions. The ancient battlefield is the first trial battlefield in the ancient realm.
In the ancient times, a great power of the sky fell into the ancient realm, condensed into battle scenes with his thoughts, and bestowed the perception of the spirits on the sacred mountain of the ancient realm.
Later, the great warriors who went on to succeed came here, wanting to spy a trace of inheritance from the tragic war of the year. After all, this is the idea left by the ancient power.
It's a pity, these people are basically nine deaths... How can ordinary people approach the brutal and murderous spirit of the ancient battlefield?
But later, from ancient times to change, the past dynasties change, spring and autumn cycle.
In the current world of warriors, countless people have cultivated to a certain level, and they can get a glimpse of the ancient battlefield. They restore it with spirits, or engrave it in the Wu Yilu.
Therefore, when there are more people, large-scale battles between the strong will often break out... Basically, the sky is dark and the situation changes!
As a result, countless people died here, leaving behind the ancient battlefields, powerful gods or inheritance of the strong...
Thinking of the various legends about the battlefield, every disciple raised his face, his expression showing longing.
That was the real ancient battlefield, and the great Lord Ancient Emperor was spying on the secrets of the battlefield...
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