As > spoke, the old man raised his head, his eyes widened, and Li Xiaobai and Wen Wan immediately felt the irresistible pressure, making it difficult to breathe and their hearts were racing.

Li Xiaobai hurriedly shouted: "Senior, slow down!"

The old man heard Li Xiaobai's shout and hesitated, "Okay! I have been breathing for so many years, and I can be regarded as having someone to accompany me to talk before I die!"

Li Xiaobai and Wen Wan immediately felt the pressure dissipate, breathed a sigh of relief, and also sat next to the old man.

Li Xiaobai said to the old man: "Senior, I don't know how long you have been here, is there anyone else?"

The old man's expression of grief and his voice were low, "More than two thousand years ago, this was a Shura battlefield, the immortals and demons fought, the sky fell apart, and the battle was very tragic, although all the invading heavenly demons were finally eliminated, there were also countless heavenly immortals who fell, blood splashed in the sky, and the blood in the sky burned with the blood thrown by the immortals and demons, which has been burning for more than two thousand years, and it is still not extinguished!"

As the old man spoke, tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, dripping on the ground like a thousand pounds falling to the ground! The ground was smashed into a deep pit by the low tears.

Li Xiaobai and Wen Wan looked at the world of this world, and they could also imagine the fierceness of the battle.

The old man's only remaining right hand wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and continued: "Although the battle here is over, but it is about to face a new battle, and the other immortals have followed the Emperor to the new battlefield, only I, an old cripple who is unable to fight, remains here to worship my comrades who died in battle, and guard the seal of the Emperor of Heaven, and I am called the Guardian of the Spirit." ”

"Soul keeper!" Li Xiaobai sighed softly.

The old man looked at Li Xiaobai and asked, "You are the new Chosen One, how long have you been in charge of the God of War Sword?"

"Well, the junior has only been in charge of the God of War Sword for more than half a year. Sixteen years ago, Li Du, the god of war, entered this abandoned battlefield, and for some reason, he was seriously injured, and then he was plotted to die, and the sword of the god of war was lost. Li Xiaobai replied.

"Hey!" the old man sighed, "When I saw you, I knew that the young man finally didn't survive! Back then, there happened to be a Heavenly Demon's remnant soul resurrected, and when I destroyed this Heavenly Demon remnant soul, he just entered here, appeared on the battlefield, was affected by the battle, and was seriously injured, although I tried hard to treat him, in the end I could only let him go back to his own cultivation and recuperate, I didn't think that he really didn't survive this catastrophe!"

It may also be that there has been no one to chat for too long, and the old man opened the conversation box, so he didn't stop, "Although you are in charge of the sword of the god of war and become the chosen one, but when your realm has not reached the level of the immortals, it is best not to rush into the abandoned battlefield, otherwise you may face unbearable danger at any time!"

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(End of chapter)