"Master Ling, I ......"

Han Chen's words have not been fully answered...... しw0。

Ling Mochen ignored his speech and directly talked about the matter of the Martial Spirit Battlefield.

Therefore, the depression in his heart at the moment can be imagined, only to see his fists clenched tightly, almost dripping a little blood.

"This martial soul battlefield, which lasts for five days, is divided into two stages, the first stage is the teamwork mode. In the second stage, new tasks will be released after the teamwork is over. Now, come to me and get a collar to give instructions for the mission. ”

"What does that mean?"

Even Ge Wu, who was a qualified person in the last Martial Soul Battlefield, was also shocked in his heart when he heard this: "Master Ling, remember that when the last Martial Soul Battlefield, there was no such link." ”

Ling Mochen looked at him coldly, and a weird smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

"Last time was last time, this time is this time. Can it be compared? Hurry up, those who don't want to wear a collar will have time to withdraw from the martial soul battlefield now. ”

He used to withdraw from the martial soul battlefield to blackmail the students, and this trick was really effective.

Not a moment later.

One after another, people stepped forward and put the neck around their necks, after all, no one wanted to be driven out before the game started.

So, after everyone put the collar on it, Ling Mochen glanced around, smiled indifferently, and nodded.

Some people always feel uncomfortable with something around their neck, and they scratch their ears and cheeks several times to try to remove it.

However, this collar is very tight.

Even if it takes a lot of effort, it is difficult for one person to take it off, and the noise is incessant.

"Good!"

Ling Mochen's expression was solemn and he glanced at everyone: "Since everyone has already put on the collar, then don't try to take it by force." Otherwise, the neck collar will release a toxin that is enough to poison ten elephants, and it will soon spread throughout the whole body, killing you on the spot!"

The terrifying words fell on the hearts of the unprepared people, like thunder, making people feel at a loss.

Everyone's movements, as if in an instant, stopped at that moment.

"What? This collar, how can it be so ......?"

"Master Ling, hurry up and help us take this collar down, we will participate in the Martial Spirit Battlefield well, but can we do it in another way." ”

One can imagine what a terrifying scene it would be when a person walked around with a cobra-like presence wrapped around his neck.

And right now, that's the case.

"There is no possibility, until the Martial Spirit Battlefield is closed, this collar will always exist, and on the battlefield, the tasks we assign to you are also issued by the collar. ”

Ling Mochen looked at everyone coldly, as if a ghost was staring at someone who was about to die.

"Master Ling, the matter of the collar is already known, as for the other rules, please continue. Shen Zong's words had a surprisingly indifferent attitude.

"Hey, Shen Zong. ”

Someone couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, and blurted out a scolding: "Why continue to talk, at this time, shouldn't you fight on the basis of reason?"

"Can you change the situation and take off your collar? Or do you want to be the first to die?"

Shen Zong stared straight into the man's eyes, as if chasing souls, which made the latter shudder, and his mind was much clearer.

If everyone had this collar, and Ling Mochen didn't have the means to kill, he wouldn't believe it.

In other words, the current Ling Mochen is in control of everyone's lives.

"Listen on, wait until you know a little bit more before you make a decision. ”

Shen Zong said as he slowly raised his head and looked at Ling Mochen.

"Master Ling......"

"Good boy, you have a clear idea, it seems that I am really going to impress you. ”

Ling Mochen laughed out loud, his expression gradually becoming serious.

"The cooperation mode of the martial soul battlefield is divided into five groups of candidates, and the top two or two will be taken to advance to the next stage, as for the task of cooperation, you can observe the neck collar of the people around you. ”

"Hmm, let me see. ”

Qin Wanyue leaned over to the side of the old ghost Murong, looked at her snow neck carefully, and read it in a low voice.

"On the east side of the battlefield, near the watchtower, the team that killed the spirit-level triple Hellfire Lion accumulated ten ...... The team that kills the Spirit-level double ironclad rhinoceros will accumulate eight points......"

Tasks from one to five groups, without exception, are generally similar to this.

Even in the Purple Dao Martial Mansion, there is such an ordinary task, they have long been surprised, and their mood is much more stable.

"Master Ling, we understand. So when will the battlefield begin?"

"It's now. ”

Ling Mochen smiled slightly, and gave a look to the two boys beside him: "You two, go and start the battlefield." ”

"Yes, Master. ”

The two of them completely put away their swords, and both took out a treasure-like thing from their arms.

In the brilliant starlight, there is a simple and pure power.

"Up!"

As soon as he said it, a gate of light was formed, appearing in front of everyone's eyes.

Behind the light gate, the rich atmosphere, with the will of the ancient battlefield, made people feel fearful.

"I see, behind this light gate, is the battlefield. ”

"Yes, I don't know how many dangers will be hidden behind this light gate. ”

They are nervous, they are excited, they are worried, they are full of anticipation.

Finally, most of them had already collected their moods, and passed through the light gate one by one, and after a flash of white light, the whole person disappeared into it, and no one could be seen again.

"Shen Zong, let's go, yourself, be careful. Old Ghost Murong raised his beautiful eyes and glanced in the direction of Shen Zong.

"You too, remember the contact information, and don't be stubborn. Shen Zong smiled slightly and nodded.

"Shen Zong, I ......"

Qin Wanyue's beautiful eyes were a little bright, she bit her lower lip tightly, staring straight at Shen Zong, her feet were like taking root, stuck in place, if she wasn't pulled by the old ghost Murong, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to move forward even half a point.

It wasn't until Qin Wanyue, as the last person, disappeared in the light gate that the smile on Shen Zong's face gradually turned cold, as if she had changed into a different person.

At the same time, he could feel the chill in his back.

Sure enough.

I saw that Ling Mochen also changed his expression, and he used his aura to urge the wheelchair and came to the front of the rest of the people, and the coldness emanating from his expression was beyond words.

"You should also see that the previous assignment for them can only be regarded as an ordinary task. What can really be called a battlefield is the special mission that I am going to give you Team Zero now......"