Outside Qingtianwu Mansion, when Song Changling followed, everyone flew all the way towards the space ferry of Baizhan City.
Half a day later, the three of them boarded the ferry to the ancient battlefield.
"Tell me about the Battle of the King!"
In the ferry room, Lin Huang asked Song Changling, who was frowning.
"Jun Xingshi appeared, why didn't you remind me? Why are all the verifications done in Xingtian Temple?"
To this day, Song Changling is still struggling with the original problem.
Lin Huang spread his hands, "I'll ask you questions later!"
"There is nothing much to say about the battle to be crowned king. It is nothing more than a brutal battle to prove the truth!"
Song Changling answered Lin Huang's question.
"Be specific!"
Lin Huang sat down and pushed a tea cup in front of Song Changling. The other people were also sitting around the table. In this case, except for Wang Xiao who may know more about the battle to seal the king, the other people all
Don't know much about it.
After all, Song Changling came from a wealthy family, so his vision was naturally higher than that of Wang Xiao, and he knew more things.
"To understand the Battle of the King, you first need to know the ancient battlefield!"
Song Changling sipped his tea and searched for the memories in his mind, "The Cangqiong Continent has gone through countless years, maybe millions of years, maybe tens of millions of years, or even longer. And in these long years, there have been
Countless martial arts prosperity!"
"Such as the ancient witchcraft, the subsequent battle between gods and demons, the world of Buddhism, Confucianism and Taoism, then the world of formations, the world of swordsmanship... and today's world of martial arts based on martial arts!"
"With the passage of time, these once prosperous martial arts eras have also been annihilated!"
When he said this, Song Changling knocked on the table and gathered everyone's attention, "The so-called ancient battlefield is the broken world left over from those ancient times!"
"These broken worlds contain extremely rich ancient imprints, as well as avenues that have never been erased by the years! Therefore, the existence of the ancient battlefield is like a secret realm. But what is more terrifying than the secret realm is that the secret realm may be just one side.
It is the inheritance place of strong men or ancient sects, and the ancient battlefield is a large gathering!"
Situ Huangfen frowned, "So, there are more opportunities in the ancient battlefield?"
"good!"
Song Changling nodded, "The so-called ancient battlefield retains the most primitive atmosphere of ancient times or ancient times, has the most primitive avenues, and the original rules and order of heaven and earth. Therefore, the ancient battlefield is the Sutra Pavilion of an era! According to rumors
, there are 20,000 small paths, 7,000 middle paths, and 3,000 great avenues in the ancient battlefield!"
"What kind of avenue?"
Situ Huangfen asked with a frown.
Song Changling thought for a moment, then shook his head, "I don't know the specifics. I only know that my second aunt once participated in the Battle of the King. She realized the way of morning flowers and dusk snows in the ancient battlefield!"
"Chaohua Muxue?!"
Wang Xiao suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "A famous avenue among the three thousand avenues can grow like a flower facing the sun, or it can last forever like snow at dusk in the dark night?!"
Song Changling raised his eyebrows and smiled proudly.
Lin Huang's heart was also stirred up. As the saying goes, "More skills don't weigh you down," and he never minded being able to understand more great ways! Since he was determined to participate in the battle for the title of king, he must not return empty-handed!
"Where are the rules?"
Lin Huang asked Song Changling.
"Originally, due to the self-protection mechanism of the ancient battlefields, all ancient battlefields only allowed warriors under the realm of King Wu to enter. But you also know that the ancient battlefields that came to the Taixuan Territory, because of the Taixuan Secret Realm, which is the tomb of Qin Changsheng,
Because of this, its rules have changed!"
Lin Huang nodded, "This is actually a good thing for us. Otherwise, it would be impossible to enter the ancient battlefield!"
"What a... fart!"
Song Changling was not used to swearing, and then he drank all the tea in the cup and said: "Today's ancient battlefield, since even the realm of the Martial Emperor can enter, then you will naturally face the interception and killing of the powerful Martial Emperor.
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"Then we can also intercept and kill the powerful Martial Emperor. Didn't we gain an opportunity to enter the ancient battlefield in vain?"
Li Chunfeng retorted cleverly.
Song Changling rolled his eyes at Li Chunfeng, not bothering to explain the reason to a little brat, and continued: "In the ancient battlefield, the breath of life is not allowed to enter!"
Um?
Lin Huang suddenly frowned, "What do you mean?"
Song Changling shook the tea cup in his hand, "It means that your body will stay outside the ancient battlefield, and only your soul can enter it. After entering the ancient battlefield, your soul will become a spiritual entity due to the special rules within it!
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"The physical body cannot enter, so my physical skills, weapons, etc. cannot be brought in?"
Lin Huang asked.
"You are so smart!"
Song Changling looked at Lin Huang with a smile.
Lin Huang suddenly frowned. He never expected that there would be such restrictive rules in the ancient battlefield. As a result, his strength would be greatly restricted, and the power of the soul was the key to success or failure.
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"What will happen if the soul is killed in the ancient battlefield?"
Situ Huangfen suddenly asked.
"At least they fell to the third level, some even fell into a coma throughout their lives and became the living dead. Some people went crazy and lost themselves from then on!"
Song Changling Road.
"It turns out you can't die! It's boring!"
Little Fatty Bai muttered, feeling that it was not fun at all.
Song Changling shook his head, "There is another phenomenon. Ninety-nine percent of the warriors whose souls were killed in the ancient battlefield never entered the realm of the King of Martial Arts again in their lives. Therefore, once in the ancient battlefield,
Being killed in the middle is almost a death sentence for the warrior!"
Lin Huang frowned slightly. He didn't expect that annihilating the warrior's soul in the ancient battlefield would be so terrifying. The state cannot be improved, which is sometimes more terrifying than killing the warrior.
"if……"
Situ Huangfen spoke again. He played with the tea cup in his hand and said leisurely: "What if the warrior's body is killed outside the ancient battlefield?"
Everyone's eyes froze for a moment.
Song Changling laughed, "When the physical body is annihilated, the soul in the ancient battlefield will also die instantly!"
Situ Huangfen's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved...
Lin Huang looked at Situ Huang's grave, frowning, and then he understood. Sometimes, if someone couldn't be killed in the ancient battlefield, he might be able to have his body killed outside.
"Don't think you can take advantage of it!"
Song Changling obviously saw through Situ Huangfen's thoughts, shook his head and smiled lightly, "You know how to kill the body outside the battlefield, but others don't know how to hide the body? But listen up, this is a game in the battle of the king.
This is how you hide your body!"
"Isn't that peek-a-boo?"
Li Chunfeng smiled and said, "Xiao Qi and I play often!"