The Nanzhou monks rushed here, naturally to help the Nanzhou sect recover the heavenly treasures buried in the battlefield.

The other monks came to get a chance.

With different positions and conflicting interests, these monks are natural rivals.

As soon as Yuan Xi and Tan Yueqing converged in the center of the battlefield, they met several Zhongzhou monks and Dongzhou monks who had also just converged.

The two sides touched each other, and with only one eye contact, the fighting spirit was silently ignited.

In terms of combat effectiveness, Tan Yueqing and Yuan Xi are not weak, but there are two Central Continent monks and three Dongzhou monks on the opposite side, both of whom are Yuan Ying Great Perfection.

Five against two, the probability of two defeats is close to ninety.

After all, not everyone has Lin Qi's almost perverted actual combat ability.

It's just that before the spark of war spirit ignited, the sandstorm struck, and both sides ran for their lives, so they naturally had no mind to target each other.

A group of people fled in one direction, and they were lucky enough to break into the largest ancient battlefield site in the Nanzhou battlefield.

It is certainly a good thing to escape from the mouth of the sandstorm, but looking at the tall ruins of the ancient battlefield, Yuan Xi and Tan Yueqing's mood is not optimistic.

In the ruins of the ancient battlefield, the crisis will only get stronger.

As soon as a group of people hid in a castle with wind and sand, a Sven monk from Middle-earth stepped forward.

He stretched out the fan in his hand and saluted, "Two fellow Daoists, I am Beichen Zhu, a monk from the Central Continent, and I have something to discuss with you."

"What's the matter?" Tan Yueqing's eyes were cold, her eyes were like knives, and she was very vigilant.

"Let's talk about cooperation."

Yuan Xi stepped forward with a smile, "Beichen Daoyou elaborate?"

Tan Yueqing saw that Yuan Xi looked very interested, quite puzzled, her eyes swept over, but she was reminded by Yuan Xi not to be impatient.

Beichen Zhudang couldn't see the two of them's eyebrows, and only said, "How dangerous the ancient battlefield is, the two of them must also know it. Now that there are huge ancient battlefield ruins, there are opportunities everywhere, and we want to cooperate with the two of us to hunt for treasures."

Yuan Xi glanced at the Dongzhou monk next to him and asked slowly, "Who are you?"

Beichen Zhu smiled magnificently, "If Yuan Daoyou should come down, it refers to everyone present."

Yuan Xi smiled at the corner of his mouth, but his heart sank, and he faintly guessed Beichen Zhu's plan.

"What if we don't want to?"

Beichen Zhu smiled, but his calm words revealed the aura of a sword, "In the battlefield, it is inevitable to be killed and injured."

Tan Yueqing's eyes froze, "You're threatening us?!"

Beichen Zhu shook his head, "How come? I'm just answering Yuan Daoyou's question."

Yuan Xi stopped Tan Yueqing and bowed slightly, "I have heard of the name of Zhongzhou Bamboo Gongzi for a long time, which is very admirable...... It's just that cooperation is not trivial, can you allow me to discuss with Yueqing for a moment?"

Beichen bamboo unfolded the fan to make a gesture of please, and the performance was very natural.

Yuan Xi took Tan Yueqing to the corner and raised his hand to lay down the enchantment.

Tan Yue said in a deep voice, "What bamboo boy? It's just that Lin Qi's subordinates are defeated, and they dare to speak so wildly!"

After she finished speaking, she looked up and saw Yuan Xi with a pensive look, and frowned, "Do you want to cooperate?"

Yuan Xi sighed, a little helpless, "It's not that I want to respond, but I can only respond. Otherwise, we're really going to fight with them?"

Yuan Xi whispered softly: "We have just arrived at the battlefield of Nanzhou, not to mention the collection of artifacts left in Nanzhou, as well as the battle of the main battlefield of Central Continent, that is the key to determining the outcome of this competition, can't we really fight with them for the sake of this moment?"

"If you're lucky, you can leave if you're injured, but if you're unlucky, you'll have to explain here, it's not worth it."

If these words were said by Lin Qi, Tan Yueqing would inevitably be a little stubborn and unyielding, but listening to Yuan Xi's eloquent words, Tan Yueqing's stubbornness had long been softened into invisibility.

"What is the purpose of them asking us to cooperate? In terms of strength, it is enough for these five people to join forces and break into an ancient battlefield site, and they don't have to share the spoils with us."

Yuan Xi lowered his eyes, "Share the spoils? You're thinking too well. They're just looking for a replacement for the dead, and we can

I can't live to share the spoils."

"Even if we survive, they won't give us anything."

Regarding Beichen Zhu's plan, Yuan Xi only glanced at it and guessed it thoroughly.

"What?!" Tan Yueqing gritted her teeth and said, "Since that's the case, it's better to fight now......

"No." Yuan Xi shook his head slightly, "If you fight now, there will be no harm. It's better to deal with them first, wait for the secret realm of the ancient battlefield ruins, and then see the opportunity to act."

"What do you mean?"

Yuan Xi's voice was gentle, and his posture was very indifferent: "They want to use us as a substitute for the dead ghosts, and it depends on whether we are willing or not. If we fight here, we don't have a good chance of winning, but we have entered the secret realm...... Not necessarily."

Tan Yueqing immediately responded: "Look at the arrangement."

Yuan Xi then withdrew the enchantment and accepted Beichenzhu's invitation to cooperate.

As soon as the group of seven people reached the sand castle, the prohibition rose out of thin air and stopped in front of them.

A group of people frowned slightly, Beichen Zhu raised his eyebrows, did not hide his purpose, and said the strongest words in the most gentle and polite tone.

"There is an enchantment ahead, why don't you ask the two Daoists to try it first, I will wait behind to press the formation, if there is danger, I will definitely help in time."

Tan Yueqing's face was slightly gloomy.

Although they had already guessed their plans, it was difficult for anyone to smile when they were so ordered to arrange.

Yuan Xi's cultivation has always been high, and he responded with a light smile, "Yueqing still has injuries on his body, and I am enough alone."

Tan Yueqing wanted to speak, but was stopped by Yuan Xi's look.

The mockery and contempt in the eyes of the other monks next to him were unconcealed.

It can be seen that the two of them are not taken into account at all.

Beichen Zhu only wanted a pathfinder, not to force the two to resist, so he acquiesced.

Yuan Xi held the Water Moon Sword and broke into the prohibition first.

The mirror image flashed in front of him, the power of space fluctuated, and Yuan Xi's figure suddenly disappeared in front of him.

Tan Yueqing took a step forward worriedly, but she still suppressed her emotions and stopped in place.

After a while, Yuan Xi covered his hands and came out injured, "There are a group of puppet monks inside, all of them are Yuan Ying cultivators, and I am invincible alone."

Yuan Xi took out a photo stone and showed everyone what was happening in the space.

After reading it, Beichen Zhu raised his eyebrows, and his tone was slightly raised, which was meaningful, "Yuan Dao Friendship is the Great Perfection of Yuan Infant cultivation, and he was actually injured by a few puppets in the early stage of Yuan Infant......

Yuan Xi lowered his head and looked weak, "I don't have enough strength under it, and I'm ugly."

Beichen Zhu snorted lightly, his tone was slightly contemptuous, and he saw through Yuan Xi's deliberate paddling injury, but he didn't say anything, and immediately rushed in with someone.

Tan Yueqing grabbed Yuan Xi's arm, and Meiyu was a little worried, "Are you okay?"

Yuan Xi raised his hand to show her the wound, but she never expected that it was just the sleeve stained with blood, but the wound was very small, and it might heal later.

"You ......"