After having the answer in his mind, Lin Zifeng immediately said: "Xuanwu Spirit, let's go to this ancient battlefield by the river."

Hearing this, the Xuanwu God and the Ancient Sword God were both shocked.

"Master, please think again. The ancient battlefield by the river is not a trivial matter. It is not a place where a living person can go."

Lin Zifeng didn't take it seriously and asked: "God of the Ancient Sword, didn't you just come from the ancient battlefield by the river? You can go, why can't I go?"

"Master, I was lucky enough to walk out of the ancient battlefield by the river alive. If anyone else had gone, they would really have died."

Lin Zifeng waved his hand and said impatiently: "Okay, don't waste time anymore. Now you can lead the way. I have decided to go to the ancient battlefield by the river."

The Xuanwu God and the Ancient Sword God were a little desperate, but they couldn't refuse Lin Zifeng's order, so they could only nod and agree.

Lin Zifeng took a step forward, used spatial movement, and headed towards the ancient battlefield by the river.

After several space moves, Lin Zifeng entered the Time Pagoda and let the ancient sword spirit go on his way.

As for Lin Zifeng himself, he continued to enlighten himself in the Pagoda of Time and enhanced his realm of enlightenment.

Ancient battlefield by the river!!

The Ancient Sword God just arrived here and immediately hid.

"Master, there are many middle gods here."

Lin Zifeng opened his eyes and sensed the outside, feeling a little surprised in his heart.

Because he discovered that there were more than thirty median gods in front of the ancient battlefield by the river.

It is extremely rare to encounter a middle-level god in this land where gods have fallen. There are so many middle-level gods, which can definitely be described as incredible.

Although the Ancient Sword God hid himself immediately, he was only a half-step mid-level god after all. In front of so many real mid-level gods, his hiding methods were not worth mentioning.

"Who is that person? Get out of here!!"

A loud shout came

, the ancient sword god was so frightened that he trembled, "Master, should I go out or not?"

Lin Zifeng spread his hands and said: "If you think you can escape from under the noses of more than thirty mid-level masters, then you don't have to go out."

Hearing Lin Zifeng's words, the corners of the Ancient Sword God's mouth twitched, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Master, I definitely can't run away. I mean, is it possible for you to run away with me?"

Lin Zifeng shook his head and said: "For the time being, that is not possible."

The Ancient Sword God's face fell instantly. He had no choice but to walk out first.

As soon as he walked out, a demon giant over six meters tall stared at the ancient sword god and shouted:

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

The Ancient Sword God hurriedly said: "I am a cultivator in the Land of God's Fall, and my name is Ancient Sword. I am not a cultivator who has reached the mid-level god. I have been unable to reach the mid-level god, so I want to come to the ancient battlefield by the river.

Look for opportunities.”

"Hmph, a mere mid-level god dares to enter the ancient battlefield by the river to look for opportunities. You really don't know how to live or die." The giant snorted coldly.

"Eight-armed god, didn't you also come from the half-step middle god? Why bother a junior? Since he wants to enter the ancient battlefield by the river to find an opportunity, let him go in."

A middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said with a smile.

Hearing this, the eight-armed god seemed to have thought of something, smiled slightly, and said:

"Hey, what you said, Monkey Spirit, is correct. We are all people who have been here before. There is no need to embarrass a junior, Ancient Sword God. You can go in by yourself and look for opportunities."

The ancient sword spirit was a little frightened. He could sense that both the monkey spirit and the eight-armed spirit had bad intentions.

But in this situation, even if he knew that they had bad intentions, he had no other choice.

Because he knew that if he dared to say no, he would definitely die on the spot! After having the answer in his heart, Lin Zifeng immediately said: "God Xuanwu, let's go to this ancient battlefield by the river."

Hearing this, the Xuanwu God and the Ancient Sword God were both shocked.

"Master, please think again. The ancient battlefield by the river is not a trivial matter. It is not a place where a living person can go."

Lin Zifeng didn't take it seriously and asked: "God of the Ancient Sword, didn't you just come from the ancient battlefield by the river? You can go, why can't I go?"

"Master, I was lucky enough to walk out of the ancient battlefield by the river alive. If anyone else had gone, they would really have died."

Lin Zifeng waved his hand and said impatiently: "Okay, don't waste time anymore. Now you can lead the way. I have decided to go to the ancient battlefield by the river."

The Xuanwu God and the Ancient Sword God were a little desperate, but they couldn't refuse Lin Zifeng's order, so they could only nod and agree.

Lin Zifeng took a step forward, used spatial movement, and headed towards the ancient battlefield by the river.

After several space moves, Lin Zifeng entered the Time Pagoda and let the ancient sword spirit go on his way.

As for Lin Zifeng himself, he continued to enlighten himself in the Pagoda of Time and enhanced his realm of enlightenment.

Ancient battlefield by the river!!

The Ancient Sword God just arrived here and immediately hid.

"Master, there are many middle gods here."

Lin Zifeng opened his eyes and sensed the outside, feeling a little surprised in his heart.

Because he discovered that there were more than thirty median gods in front of the ancient battlefield by the river.

It is extremely rare to encounter a middle-level god in this land where gods have fallen. There are so many middle-level gods, which can definitely be described as incredible.

Although the Ancient Sword God hid himself immediately, he was only a half-step mid-level god after all. In front of so many real mid-level gods, his hiding methods were not worth mentioning.

"Who is that person? Get out of here!!"

A loud shout came

, the ancient sword god was so frightened that he trembled, "Master, should I go out or not?"

Lin Zifeng spread his hands and said: "If you think you can escape from under the noses of more than thirty mid-level masters, then you don't have to go out."

Hearing Lin Zifeng's words, the corners of the Ancient Sword God's mouth twitched, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Master, I definitely can't run away. I mean, is it possible for you to run away with me?"

Lin Zifeng shook his head and said: "For the time being, that is not possible."

The Ancient Sword God's face fell instantly. He had no choice but to walk out first.

As soon as he walked out, a demon giant over six meters tall stared at the ancient sword god and shouted:

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

The Ancient Sword God hurriedly said: "I am a cultivator in the Land of God's Fall, and my name is Ancient Sword. I am not a cultivator who has reached the mid-level god. I have been unable to reach the mid-level god, so I want to come to the ancient battlefield by the river.

Look for opportunities.”

"Hmph, a mere mid-level god dares to enter the ancient battlefield by the river to look for opportunities. You really don't know how to live or die." The giant snorted coldly.

"Eight-armed god, didn't you also come from the half-step middle god? Why bother a junior? Since he wants to enter the ancient battlefield by the river to find an opportunity, let him go in."

A middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said with a smile.

Hearing this, the eight-armed god seemed to have thought of something, smiled slightly, and said:

"Hey, what you said, Monkey Spirit, is correct. We are all people who have been here before. There is no need to embarrass a junior, Ancient Sword God. You can go in by yourself and look for opportunities."

The ancient sword spirit was a little frightened. He could sense that both the monkey spirit and the eight-armed spirit had bad intentions.

But in this situation, even if he knew that they had bad intentions, he had no other choice.
Chapter completed!