Beast God of War

Chapter 1129 Heart, as firm as a rock
At this moment, hundreds of members of the old man's family were standing quietly in front of the soul-hunting battlefield.

Apart from the black mist, there is only a huge palace in front of you, which gives people a feeling of mystery and vastness.

"The entrance to the Soul-Seizing Battlefield is inside this palace."

At this time, Weng Ting continued to explain.

"Even if the entrance is opened, the Soul Seizing Battlefield is still full of fog. No one knows when the battlefield appeared, and no one knows what shocking secrets are hidden inside."

"And every time it is opened, only those who are in the spirit battle state and below can enter, and those who exceed the spirit battle state will not be able to enter."

"It is said that there used to be a terrifying powerhouse at the holy martial stage who wanted to go in and explore, but was still blocked."

Speaking of this, Weng Ting's voice paused for a while, and then said in a low voice: "That is to say, the center of the soul-hunting battlefield is likely to be the cemetery of a strong warrior at the Holy Warrior stage, and maybe we still have a chance to get a huge chance. "

"In every battle to seize the soul, all the young people look forward to getting a huge opportunity."

"Wu Nian Shengzong is here, I am afraid that he also has such thoughts."

Following Weng Ting's words, Zhang gently clenched his fists to Yi and the others, with some expectation in his eyes.

But Sikong Jing thought of his Grandpa Su Laomo. This spiritual battlefield is similar to the Beiheng Sword Formation. Before his death, Grandpa Su transformed into a sword formation and put a restriction on it. Those who have reached the Spiritual Martial Stage and above will not be allowed to enter... …

It is very possible that there used to be someone similar to Grandpa Su in the Spirit Seizing Battlefield.

Seeing everyone's expectant eyes, Weng Ting chuckled again and said: "Of course, this is just an illusory thought. No one has had this opportunity for thousands of years. Our goal is still the spirit of the Emperor Martial Stage."

Zhang Duiyi and the others sighed secretly when they heard the words. If the chance was so good, the various holy places and holy mountains in the Central Plains would have already taken over the battlefield of seizing spirits. How could Dongling City be allowed to play by itself?
"It's almost time, let's enter the palace." At this moment, Weng Ting shouted softly.

And everyone's eyes became slightly dignified.

Because the palace at this moment also contains the leaders of the major forces in Dongling City, as well as the old monsters of the Wunian Sacred Sect.

This is the existence they will have to face before the battle of seizing souls.

But everyone stepped in without any hesitation, and as expected, the palace was already full of people.

A white sedan chair also landed abruptly in front of the deepest wall of the palace, and sitting in front of the sedan chair was the old monster of the Wunian Sacred Sect.

Beside him, there was still that delicate young man named Xiao Shi.

The four women carrying sedan chairs stood on both sides of them, each of them expressionless and cold as ice.

At the same time, Sikong Jing could clearly see that almost all the people in Dongling City were centered on the old monster of the No-Nian Sacred Sect.

Around him, there are four largest forces in Dongling City.

There are five major forces in Dongling City, and now there are four around the old monster, plus the old man's family, there are five.

At this time, Weng Ting lightly pressed the bamboo hat on her head, and said: "The person behind the old monster is Mochenyuan..."

At this moment, including Sikong Jing and Hua Meixi, the foreign aid of the four Dongba branch also put on the attire of the old man's family.

They were all dressed in black with hats on their heads.

Not to mention, after the five of them put on this outfit, they all had a different taste.

Hearing this, Sikong Jing also looked behind the old monster through the bamboo hat, and saw everyone in Mochenyuan wearing green robes, and they looked quite out of the ordinary, but their eyes were full of flattery when they looked at the old monster.

When they look at the people around them, their eyes are above the top, as if they have the attitude of a winner.

Obviously, with the help of the No-Nian Sect, everyone in the Mochen Academy already felt that they would win the battle of seizing the spirits.

"The closest thing to the old monster is the faction of the city lord of Dongling City, the Zhengling faction." Weng Ting continued.

The so-called Righteous Spirit faction is the place where the spirit shadow of Emperor Wuqi was captured in the battle of seizing spirits ten years ago and became the owner of Dongling City.

However, they have completely lost the momentum of the city lords now, and are suppressed by the old monster.

"On the other side is the Copper Refining Village, whose strength is about the same as our old man's family. Their foreign aid is a disciple of the Copper Refining Mountain three thousand miles away from Dongling City, a middle-level power of the imperial rank."

"Copper Refining Village is actually a branch of Copper Refining Mountain. Foreign aid for thousands of years has always been a disciple of Copper Refining Mountain."

"There is no need to explain the last Hannu Mountain."

When Weng Ting's last sentence fell, everyone looked at Hannu Mountain again, and Pei Fenyi was standing in front of them at this moment.

She still looks aloof and invincible...

In addition to their five major forces, there are many small and medium forces in Dongling City, but they don't have as many places to participate in the battle of spirits as the five major forces.

The number of participants in the five major forces is the same, [-] children from the same family plus [-] foreign aids.

For others, the number of people is allocated according to the size and strength of the power. Of course, Sikong Jing is lazy to understand the specifics. In short, about ten thousand people will participate in each battle of seizing spirits. Every time it is extremely tragic, there are countless casualties.

In the Soul Seizing Battlefield, the strong outsiders are completely invisible, so as soon as you enter, you just... kill, kill, kill!

As long as they kill a lot, no one will snatch the spirit shadow of Emperor Wu Qi from them.

While Sikong Jing and five hundred young people from the old man's family were observing, all eyes in the palace also fell on them who had just stepped into the palace. The terrifying pressure almost made everyone breathless.

But again, what Sikong Jing is most afraid of is coercion.

Therefore, his steps are very smooth forward.

Following his rhythm, Weng Ting and the others calmed down a little and moved forward, but the way they looked at Sikong Jing changed again.

Zhang Duiyin couldn't help muttering: "Junior Brother Sikong, aren't you afraid of coercion?"

Sikong Jing, who was under the bamboo hat, replied softly: "As long as you have a big heart, you will have no fear."

These words made Zhang Duiyin and the others speechless. I'm afraid it's not because he has a big heart, but because his Dao heart is as firm as a rock.

Just as they were walking calmly, an old woman behind the old monster finally broke the silence and said, "The old man's family, why are you all here with little babies, where is the Patriarch Weng Yinqian?"

This old woman is the headmaster of Mochen Courtyard, her voice is full of sarcasm.

As she said that, she also looked at the old monster with the old god in front of her. Through the latter, she knew that Weng Yinke was dead.

It was the old monster who slapped him twice on the shoulder and died.

Weng Ting paused slightly when she heard the words, and replied in a low voice: "Master Chen, my grandfather is not feeling well and needs to rest."

Of course she would not say that Weng Yinke would not be able to appear for the time being, nor would she intentionally say that her grandfather was dead, but just casually said that their purpose was to enter the battlefield of seizing spirits smoothly.

"So that's it. I will go to the old man's family to visit the head of the old man's family when I have time." The old woman's tone was full of sarcasm.

Weng Ting replied indifferently: "I also hope that Master Chen will visit his old man sooner."

As soon as these words came out, the smile on the old woman's face froze instantly.

His mother's Weng Yinke is already dead, and this Weng Ting said that she asked herself to visit earlier, isn't she cursing herself to die?
This little bastard really deserves...

(End of this chapter)