Outside the Qingtian Martial Mansion, when Song Changling followed, everyone flew all the way towards the space ferry of the Hundred Battles City.

Half a day later, the three of them stepped on the ferry to the ancient battlefield.

"Let's talk about the battle of the kings!"

In the room of the ferry, Lin Huang asked Song Changling, who was frowning.

"The Emperor has appeared, why didn't you remind me, why is all the verification on the Heavenly Punishment Temple?"

Until now, Song Changling is still entangled in the original problem.

Lin Huang spread his hands, "I'll help you ask later!"

"There's nothing to say about the battle of the king, it's nothing more than a fierce battle of preaching!"

Song Changling answered Lin Huang's question.

"Be specific!"

Lin Huang sat down and pushed a teacup in front of Song Changling, and the other people also sat around the table. In this one, it may be that Wang Xiao knows more about the battle of the king, but the other people don't know much about it.

After all, Song Changling was born in a big family, so his vision would naturally be higher than Wang Xiao's, and he knew more things.

"To understand the Battle of the Crowning King, you first need to know the ancient battlefield!"

Song Changling sipped his tea, searching for the memories in his mind, "The Firmament Continent has gone through countless years, maybe millions, maybe tens of millions, or even longer. And in these long years, there have been countless martial arts flourishes!"

"Such as primeval witchcraft, the subsequent battle between gods and demons, the three divisions of the world of Buddhism and Confucianism, and the formation world in the future, the world of swordsmanship...... and today's martial arts world based on martial spirits!"

"With the passage of time, these former martial arts prosperity have also been annihilated!"

When he said this, Song Changling knocked on the table and gathered everyone's attention, "And the so-called ancient battlefield is the broken world left over from those ancient years!"

"These ruined worlds contain extremely rich ancient imprints, as well as those great avenues that have not been erased in the years! Therefore, the existence of the ancient battlefield is like a secret forbidden land. However, what is even more terrifying than the secret realm is that the secret realm may only be the inheritance place of a strong person or an ancient sect, while the ancient battlefield is a large collection!"

Situ Huangfen frowned, "So, there are more opportunities in the ancient battlefield?"

"Not bad!"

Song Changling nodded, "The so-called ancient battlefield, it retains the most primitive aura of the primeval or ancient times, has the most primitive avenue, and the original rules and order of heaven and earth. According to rumors, there are 20,000 trails, 7,000 middle roads, and 3,000 avenues in the ancient battlefield!

"What kind of avenue?"

Situ Huangfen frowned and asked.

Song Changling pondered slightly, then shook his head, "I don't know the specifics, I only know that my second uncle and mother once participated in the battle of the king, and she comprehended the way of the morning flower and twilight snow in the ancient battlefield!"

"Morning Flower Twilight Snow?!"

Wang Xiao suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "The famous avenue among the three thousand avenues can be like a flower born to the sun, or it can be like a twilight snow that lasts forever in the dark night?!"

Song Changling raised his eyebrows and smiled proudly.

Lin Huang's heart also set off waves, the so-called skills are not pressing, he never minds being able to comprehend more avenues! Since he has made up his mind to participate in the battle of the king, then he must not be able to return empty-handed!

"What about the rules?"

Lin Huang asked Song Changling.

"Originally, due to the self-protection mechanism of the ancient battlefield, all ancient battlefields were only allowed to enter the martial arts under the realm of the Martial King. However, you also know that the ancient battlefield that descended on the Taixuan Domain had changed its rules because of the Taixuan Secret Realm, which was the tomb of Qin Changsheng!"

Lin Huang nodded, "This is a good thing for us. Otherwise, it would be impossible to enter the ancient battlefield at all!"

"Good ...... !"

Song Changling was a little unaccustomed to swearing, and then he drank all the tea in the cup in one gulp, and said: "Today's ancient battlefield, since even the realm of the Martial Emperor can be entered, then you will naturally have to face the interception of the strong man of the Martial Emperor!"

"Then we can also intercept and kill the Martial Emperor powerhouse, didn't we earn a chance to enter the ancient battlefield in vain?"

Li Chunfeng retorted brightly.

Song Changling glanced at Li Chunfeng, too lazy to explain the reason to a little kid, and continued: "In the ancient battlefield, with the breath of life, you can't enter!"

Well?

Lin Huang suddenly frowned, "What do you mean?"

Song Changling shook the teacup in his hand, "It means that your body will remain outside the ancient battlefield, and only your soul can enter it." After entering the Ancient Battlefield, your soul will become a spirit because of the special rules within it!"

"If I can't enter the physical body, then I can't bring my physical arts, as well as my blades, etc., into it?"

Lin Huang asked.

"You're so smart!"

Song Changling looked at Lin Huang with a smile.

Lin Huang frowned suddenly, he never thought that in the ancient battlefield, there would be such a restrictive rule. In this way, his strength will be greatly limited, and the power of the soul is the key to success or failure.

"What happens if the soul is killed in the Ancient Battlefield?"

Situ Huangfen suddenly asked.

"At least fall into the triple heavens, and even worse, fall into a coma for the rest of their lives and become the living dead, and some people go crazy directly and lose themselves from then on!"

Song Changling Road.

"I can't die!

Bai Xiaopang muttered, thinking that it was not fun at all.

Song Changling shook his head, "There is another phenomenon, that is, ninety-nine percent of the martial artists whose souls were killed in the ancient battlefield have never stepped into the realm of martial kings in their lives. Therefore, once you are killed in the ancient battlefield, you will almost be sentenced to death for the warrior!"

Lin Huang frowned slightly, he didn't expect that annihilating the soul of a martial artist in the ancient battlefield would be so terrifying. The realm cannot be improved, and sometimes it is more terrifying than killing a warrior.

"If ......"

Situ Huangfen opened his mouth again, he played with the teacup in his hand, and said leisurely: "What if the body of the warrior is killed outside the ancient battlefield?"

Everyone's eyes froze instantly.

Song Changling laughed, "If the physical body is annihilated, the soul in the ancient battlefield will also die in an instant!"

Situ Huangfen's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised a curvature......

Lin Huang looked at Situ Huang's grave, his brows furrowed, and then he also understood. Sometimes, if someone can't be killed in the ancient battlefield, maybe someone can kill his body outside.

"Don't think there's a chance!"

Song Changling obviously saw through Situ Huang's thoughts, shook his head and smiled lightly, "Do you know that if you kill the flesh outside the battlefield, others don't know how to hide the flesh?"

"Isn't that peek-a-boo?"

Li Chunfeng smiled and said, "I often play with Xiaoqi!"

"Huh...... This is interesting, the master is the best at it!"

Bai Xiaopang is also interested......