The fat man has started, so naturally someone has to keep up, at least everyone from the Doumeng Sect has to keep up.

However, when they were about to take off, they were stopped by Bing Qinghe...

Everyone was puzzled and looked at Bing Lao, hoping that they could give an explanation, while Bing Qinghe said repeatedly without hurrying or slowing:

"Don't you wonder why no one has come for thousands of years, why have they died?"

yes, even if the mortality rate is high, there has to be news coming back, right? 100% mortality rate, that's weird.

Bing Qinghe and the fat man haven't been in, and they can't be clearer about the situation inside;

Isn't it the Super Continent, isn't it full of powerful cultivators?

In other words, the universe is so big, there are countless stars in the sky, and every star is a planet, and with the current technology of the earth, we can find a planet that can continue to live, let alone a cultivator? Of course, the speed of the earthlings cannot go yet.

Countless planets, naturally there are countless continents that can be cultivated, and these countless continents are gathering countless powerhouses to go to one place, this is the ancient battlefield, which is commonly known as the super continent.

The ancient battlefield is the tomb of the emperors, the paradise of demonic beasts, and the place of opportunity for cultivators after countless years.

But what the fat man and Bing Qinghe couldn't understand was that in such a place, why did the people from the Changfeng Continent never come back?

He didn't believe that the cultivators of the Changfeng Continent were not strong enough, and he didn't believe that there was any accident that would wipe them out, and they were wiped out again and again.

Therefore, after discussion, the fat man took the lead in to take a look, and then waited for the golden gate to close, and Bing Qinghe was letting people in.

After an explanation, everyone understood, but someone was not happy...

"Bing Lao is confused, how can you put the fat man in danger? Wouldn't it be better for us to go in together, and there will be danger and care. ”

Bing Qinghe waved his hand and said: "If the fat man can't go in safely, or come back safely, then you go in is tantamount to death, if something really goes wrong, the fat man will definitely be able to solve it, so don't worry." ”

Bing Qinghe doesn't have such a good temper for the Great Emperors, and the half-emperor is full of power, which means that he is verbose, kill you first.

Several emperors were stunned and silent.

In fact, Dou Mengzong cares more about the fat man, but their trust in the fat man comes from the soul, they don't believe that the fat man can't handle anything, and they don't believe that the fat man will die there.

Of course, the things here refer to the things between mortals, and the things of the Heavenly Dao are not in the hands of the fat man at present.

The fat man doesn't believe that the way of heaven will be unfair, so he has to go to see what's going on, there must be something wrong.

Except for Di Qian and Medusa, the others were not too worried, and the reason was the above.

When the fat man entered the golden gate, he was still familiar with the time shuttle, and it was still a familiar feeling, but one thing was different, he should have entered the ancient battlefield immediately after time and space travel;

It was only after a short shuttle that he did not reach the ancient battlefield, but came to a place similar to a palace.

The palace is splendid, there are two rows of shelves in the hall, one row is written with the emperor's number exercises, and the other row is written with the emperor's number martial arts.

If it was someone else, he would definitely go and snatch it first, but the fat man was not rare for them, and he couldn't say that it was not rare, but he felt a little strange.

"Is it a cultivator from the Changfeng Continent who participated in the ancient battlefield?" an old voice sounded in the hall.

The fat man knew that it seemed that the problem was here, so he calculated and said: "Exactly, the junior Zhang Xiaosan, I have seen the senior..."

Suddenly, the fat man was shocked by the coercion of an emperor's number, and the fat man, who was as powerful as a man, couldn't move under this force; if the fat man hadn't already been promoted to the emperor's number, he was afraid that he would kneel down on the spot.

The fat man doesn't need people, as soon as the coercion arrives, he knows that this is not the real emperor's coercion, but just a means of powerful divine consciousness simulation, the fat man said:

"Emperor ?..."

"Hahaha, it's the fool of the Changfeng Continent again, it seems that he can get it, but there are some strange things, why is he the only one? Forget it, killing one is one, anyway, when the time comes, it will definitely come..."The old man's voice was dim.

"Bendi laid out the formation again, looking for someone who is destined to pass on my mantle, I see that you are quite suitable, I don't know if I would like to worship Bendi's disciples?"

Worship under the emperor's name, what a glory, if the emperor's name is mentioned a little, the future emperor's name is just around the corner.

This is the dream of many cultivators, and it is a great opportunity for cultivators...

Seeing that the fat man hesitated, the old man's voice said again: "These two sides are the exercises and martial arts found by the emperor, as long as you sit on the seat in the main hall, the emperor's imperial weapons, as well as these exercises and martial arts, are all yours." ”

The fat man was taken aback, and said secretly: "I'm obedient, this Nima has put on such a big temptation, let alone someone else, even he is a little moved; I'm one person now, if it's a few hundred, then I'll definitely start fighting, what a good means..."

The corners of the fat man's mouth rose and he smiled: "Xiao Xiu is naturally willing, but I don't know if I can see your deity?

The old man's voice was stunned for a moment, and then said secretly: "This cultivator is so calm, it seems that he is much stronger than those wastes, if you don't give me the deity, wouldn't it be a big deal for me?"

"That's it, since you really worship under the emperor's door, the old man will show up..."

After the old voice disappeared, an old man with a graceful appearance was dressed in a golden cloak with a red dragon embroidered on the cloak. White hair and white eyebrows, but there are no wrinkles on his face; the fat man looked at it fixedly, and naturally knew that this person was the owner of the old voice just now...

However, this is not an entity, it is just an illusion of consciousness, but it is also the most essential part of consciousness, if...

The fat man stood up and arched his hand: "I've seen the emperor..."

The old man raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't you want to worship under my door?"

The fat man smiled and said: "Defeat is naturally going to be defeated, but I'm more curious, whether the emperor number martial arts on both sides of the side are true or false; So..."

"Good boy, so cautious, but what you said is reasonable, you can go and see..."The old man said, and asked the fat man to check the authenticity; naturally it is the authenticity of the martial arts.

After the fat man thanked him, he turned around and walked towards the bookshelves on both sides.

But when the fat man just turned around, the old man leaked a ruthless color and said secretly: "Boy, just look, even if you take it all, it's fine, don't you have to spit it all out after sitting on it for a while?"

He thought that the fat man was playing tricks, and his abacus beads were about to be broken, but he didn't know that the fat man had already made up his mind to pay attention...

I saw that the fat man beckoned, and put the books on the bookshelves on both sides into the glass ring together with the bookshelves...