Seeing this Venerable, Long Yingjie was secretly shocked in his heart, the opening of the Ancient Battlefield actually attracted a Venerable Third-Order to lead the team, which showed how much importance the other party attached to it.

Which country are they from?The Xuan Domain is also the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and the battle for the Ancient Battlefield this time is bound to be quite fierce!

However, the Venerable's words made Long Yingjie annoyed: this person's cultivation is very poor, and there is a sense of bullying in his words!

Long Yingjie secretly observed, and saw that he had a middle-aged appearance like most saints and above, thin and tall, with no beard on his mouth, pale skin, as if he had not seen the sun for many years, and a pair of triangular eyes were even more glowing with cold light, which made people feel cunning and sinister.

Venerable Third-Order gaze quickly scanned the body of the young martial cultivator of the Huashen Kingdom, and couldn't help but stop on Long Yingjie's body in surprise, and walked over to Long Yingjie with a "huh".

Xuanyuan Lukuan and Tong Xiaoyao's eyes were sharp, full of vigilance, and they were secretly ready to fight.

Venerable Third Order ignored the two of them, carefully observed Long Yingjie for a while, looked at Xuanyuan Lu Kuan and said with a wicked smile: "Congratulations to Hua Shenguo for producing a demonic genius! It's a pity that you let him show up a little earlier! If he hides for another three or five years, he will indeed be a miracle soldier." Entering the ancient battlefield this time, the young man will become the target of everyone, which is a bit dangerous!"

Long Yingjie knew that the other party's aura had been probed on his body.

Long Yingjie had seen a powerful person who was much higher than the Venerable Third Order Cultivation, and his heart was calm and composed, and he didn't hide his aura.

He knew that although the Venerable could detect the strength of his martial qi, he could not detect his martial soul and dantian, let alone the Qiankun circle. Therefore, he was not afraid that he would reveal the secrets of his body, such as the Twin Martial Souls, the Divine Dragon Staff, the Na Yuan Dan, the Fire Spirit Flame Lotus, and its alien fire.

Long Yingjie also took the opportunity to observe the other party's young martial arts cultivator, and found that there were actually two of them who had reached the king's cultivation. One of them was twenty-two or three years old, with broad shoulders and a round waist, a fierce and vicious martial cultivator, and his aura was even stronger than his own, and he should have broken through to the second order of the king.

The Venerable Third Order suddenly called the Second Order of the King and the First Order of the Other King to him, pointed at Long Yingjie and said, "Song Xiong, Jin Hu, this one is not young, but he is a genius, after entering the ancient battlefield, you should focus on taking care of him, don't let people do him!"

The king named Golden Tiger nodded his head, but was speechless. Song Xiong, who had broad shoulders and a round waist, said with a cracked smile: "Master, don't worry, others don't have the qualifications to take care of him!"

It turned out that Song Xiong was the third-order apprentice of this Venerable One. This master and apprentice are both very arrogant!

After the third order of Venerable finished explaining, he no longer paid attention to Xuanyuan Lukuan, and strode towards the city gate. The group of young martial cultivators followed closely one by one.

Xuanyuan Lukuan looked at the group of people who had gone away, his face was pale, his clenched fists were full of martial energy, and his heart was obviously extremely uncalm.

"National Teacher, which country are they from?, and the Huashen Kingdom has a festival with them?" Long Yingjie asked in a low voice.

"His name is Zhang Biao, the head of the Biqiu National Martial Arts Alliance, and the sixth of the top ten masters in the Xuan Domain. This person is ruthless and vicious, arrogant by nature, rigid and self-serving, thinks that his cultivation is not weak, and he has many enemies. The most important thing is that I have a vendetta against him!"

When he said the last sentence, Xuanyuan Lukuan's eyes were cold, his lips trembled, and his teeth were gritted.

Long Yingjie couldn't help but be stunned: "The revenge of killing the master?"

Xuanyuan Lukuan pondered for a moment and said, "Go to the city and find an inn to live in, and I'll tell you slowly." ”

Long Yingjie nodded and led everyone towards the city gate.

Long Yingjie had a hunch that this trip to the ancient battlefield would never be peaceful. It's not just a fight between young people, it's obvious that there will definitely be a competition between masters like Xuanyuan Lukuan and Zhang Biao secretly.

The guards at the gate of the city turned out to be kingly cultivators, which shows that the strength of the Taiyuan Kingdom is much stronger than that of the Huashen Kingdom.

Every young martial artist who entered the city gate was given a special small crystal ball with a bracelet on it that could be worn on his wrist. Everyone knows that this crystal ball is used to save lives, and most martial cultivators put it away as soon as possible.

Long Yingjie casually included it in the Qiankun circle, and he didn't care too much about this thing.

Entering the city, everyone found that the city was not much smaller than the imperial city of Huashen Kingdom, and martial artists wearing various costumes came and went on the wide streets, but they rarely saw lone wanderers.

"Remember, there must be no less than five people when you go out, otherwise, you are likely to be attacked by some forces!" Xuanyuan Lukuan reminded everyone.

I see.

The street is very lively, including martial arts pills, heavenly treasures, low-level treasures, and many strange things that can't be named. Some things look good but are the price of cabbage, while others look inconspicuous but the price is frighteningly high.

"You have to have a good eye when you buy things here. Maybe you will buy a strange object for a few yuan stones, or you may spend a lot of money and buy a useless thing. "Xuanyuan Lukuan is obviously familiar with the situation here.

When everyone was hurrying, seven or eight young martial arts cultivators who were at the peak of martial qi rushed out of nowhere, and suddenly surrounded the three strong peak martial cultivators who were walking. Before everyone could understand, the three young martial cultivators were already lying on the ground and whimpering.

Seven or eight people grinned, clapped their hands, and walked away as if nothing happened.

"These three people are being targeted! This kind of thing happens every day, so don't worry about it when you see it. Otherwise, you may somehow provoke some big powers. Tong Xiaoyao also seems to know the situation here.

"Don't think that there is no order here, in fact, there are people watching everywhere in the dark. In Landian City, martial cultivators over the age of twenty-five are not allowed to participate in any disputes, otherwise there will be masters who will come out to stop them, even if you are a Venerable, you can't break the rules. If you have to fight, go outside the city. Xuanyuan Lukuan said again.

Everyone shook their heads: I didn't expect there to be such a strange place in the Xuan Domain! This is purely for young people to fight!

Walking on the road, Long Yingjie sensitively noticed that someone was following them.

"Keeping an eye on us are professional spies who make a living by selling intelligence. In fact, they have long known our situation, and now they are just checking whether there is any change in personnel. Xuanyuan Lukuan said to Long Yingjie, "Don't worry about them. It's actually mutual, and if we need any information, we can buy it if we are willing to spend money. ”

Long Yingjie smiled bitterly: "It seems to be lawless here, but it is actually a fair place. ”

"As long as you have the ability, you can live as an uncle here. This is the paradise of young martial arts cultivators!" Xuanyuan Lukuan also said with a smile.

found a big inn to live in, told some precautions, Xuanyuan Lukuan called Long Yingjie to his room.

Long Yingjie knew that Lu Kuan Guoshi was going to continue the topic outside the city. That's exactly what he desperately wanted to know.

Xuanyuan Lukuan sighed, walked to the window, looked at the bustling flow of people outside and said, "I have always wanted to avenge my master, but I don't know what year and month I will have to wait, let alone whether this revenge can be avenged!"

Obviously, Zhang Biao's cultivation was a tremendous pressure on him! After reaching the Venerable Realm, it was very difficult to break through the first order! Sometimes it would not be possible to break through the first order even for hundreds or thousands of years!

It can be said that after cultivating to a certain level, it is not just a matter of penance that can be succeeded, but a great deal of success depends on chance and understanding.

"National teacher, how did this grudge come about?" asked Long Yingjie.

"Speaking of which, it is also related to the opening of this ancient battlefield. Xuanyuan said slowly.

Long Yingjie was stunned for a moment, and felt the complexity and variables of this trip to the ancient battlefield. It seems that after entering the Ancient Battlefield, not only is it as simple as looking for the inheritance, the Saint-rank weapon, and the remnant soul of the Tianyi Ancestor, but also faces many challenges and provocations!

"Five hundred years ago, when the last ancient battlefield was opened, both the Huashen Kingdom and the Biqiu Kingdom also sent a team of 100 people. The leader of Hua Shenguo's side is my teacher and one of my distant uncles, Xuanyuan Hong. Lu Kuan said.

Long Yingjie knew that the martial arts of the Xuanyuan royal family, like other families, were mainly inherited by the family, so most of the teachers were also produced within the family.

"Bi Qiuguo led the team with this Zhang Biao. At that time, my master and Zhang Biao were both eighth-order martial arts saint cultivators, and they were on par. ”

"Back then, I was exactly twenty years old, a little older than you, and I was fortunate enough to be one of the hundred young martial cultivators who entered the Ancient Battlefield. ”

"In the ancient battlefield, several of our martial cultivators discovered a martial arts inheritance, and when they were about to inherit it, it happened that several martial cultivators from Biqiu Country also arrived here, so the two sides started a fight. ”

"At that time, each country was divided into small groups and acted separately. This group in Biqiu happened to be a little weaker, and we happened to be the strongest group. During the robbery, six martial artists of the Biqiu Kingdom were killed by our side. ”

Long Yingjie has heard from everyone more than once, entering the ancient battlefield is not merciful, and the martial arts cultivation of the same country will even kill you because of a high-grade martial art or a rare treasure, let alone between two countries. Therefore, it is very normal for several casualties due to disputes and fights.

Because of this fight, the martial arts of the two countries formed a grudge, and hunting and counter-hunting operations were launched in the ancient battlefield. By the time the Ancient Battlefield was closed and everyone was teleported out, there were less than twenty martial cultivators left in the Huashen Kingdom, and there were only more than thirty people left in the Biqiu Kingdom. ”

Long Yingjie didn't speak, just listened quietly, but he could imagine the fierceness of the fight between the two sides.

"In terms of the number of deaths, they were the winners. However, Zhang Biao thought that he had suffered a big loss and lost face, so he intercepted and killed us on the way back from our martial arts. ”

"Master and Zhang Biao's cultivation is equal, and they fought for two days and two nights, and they were both seriously injured, but they did not distinguish the winner. So, the two made a death pact, agreeing to fight every hundred years until one killed the other. ”

"In the next two hundred years, both of them have broken through to the ninth order of the Sage, and the two fights still have not been decided. Therefore, it was agreed that when the third hundred years came, each would bring a disciple to follow and collect the corpse, and he would never give up if he could not distinguish between life and death. But at the same time, it was agreed that no matter who died, the other party would not harm the disciples who went to collect the corpses. ”