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"Lord, as if he were going to the assembly place now, it would be better to wait until tomorrow morning." Dong Cheng said, "the ancient battlefield is more terrible than before. The creatures at the level of the great sage are all moving around. The night is the most dangerous time of the ancient battlefield."

Hearing this, Qin Sheng took a look at Shangguan's poem rain.

"Don't delay this mission, will you?"

Shangguan Shiyu shook his head and said: "the task is important, but at present many disciples of huodian are injured. It's really not good to move in the ancient battlefield at night."

Qin Sheng nodded his head and ordered, "we'll fix up the night and start again in the morning."

……

After a night of cultivation and adjustment, Qin Sheng finally completely restored the physical and spiritual injuries.

"Boom" ~ ~ "

the warship pulled out, turned into a streamer, and disappeared in the sky of the ancient battlefield.

This ancient battlefield also has a huge territory. After all, there was a place where gods fell. According to Qin Sheng's estimation, the area of the ancient battlefield will never be smaller than the wasteland of the thirty-six dynasties!

"There should be a staging area ahead." Qin Sheng, holding a star disk, pointed to a Tucheng in front of him and said lightly.

Tucheng is very small, about ten meters high. This height, let alone the holy land, is extremely powerful. Even the martial artists who have access to the vein can cross it at will.

It's just a cover up. In fact, it's a steel fortress armed to the teeth!

"Who are you coming from?"

A cold and heartless voice blew in Qin Sheng's mind. If Qin Sheng was not powerful and the nine Death Magic was powerful, he would definitely feel the collapse of his soul if he became a four fold holy soul.

"Whoo."

Qin Sheng took a deep breath, because the other side was a little sage. He said, "my name is Qin Sheng, Lord of the fire hall of Heilong mountain temple."

Just after the words fell, Qin Sheng threw out the keepsake.

If there is no keepsake, the little saint who is hidden in the inner part of Tucheng is scared to death.

There are all kinds of terrible things in ancient battlefields, adventurers, robbers, and monsters disguised as human beings.

In addition, the recent events in the ancient battlefield are chaotic and terrible enough. The little sage who is not far away is not careful.

"Don't resist. I'll extradite you to the city."

After ten breaths, the little saint and the great talent sent back a flash of white light and lightning. With a terrible breath, the whole warship was enveloped in an instant.

"Don't move, everyone."

Qin Sheng looked back at the group of angry hall disciples with pale faces, especially the weak ones, and comforted them.

"Boom" ~ "

the border was opened one by one, and the warships slowly entered the city.

There is a world here. It's not earthy at all. Instead, it's very prosperous. It's just covered up by the border layer by layer.

"Are you the Lord?"

The little sage was wearing gold armor, covering his face, only showing his sharp eyes. He locked Qin Sheng, a little surprised and confused.

Qin Sheng's strength is not very strong in this group. On the surface, he has a lot of energy and learns to be physically strong.

The fluctuation of yuan power is not strong at all. How can he be lord?

Qin Sheng met the little saint in gold armor. He didn't look timid or flustered because of the terrible smell of the strong man, but he was very calm. He smiled and said, "that's right."

Little sage didn't care much, and then he cast his eyes on the warships of Qin Sheng.

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