Looking at the crack that opened, everyone's face was not good-looking. Yes, they opened the ancient battlefield. But what is such an entrance? Is it easy to breathe the creatures inside?

The general looked around and said, "But there are still people holding evil blood?"

There was no sound around, no one answered.

Mo Zhao smiled evilly and whispered a few words in Feiqing's ear. Feiqing nodded hesitantly and flew forward.

Feiqing immediately attracted everyone's attention. When she appeared at this time, she must be holding evil blood in her hand. I don't know why she didn't appear just now, but only appeared at this time.

Fei Qing flew to the general and said in a humble and arrogant manner: "I accidentally got a kind of evil blood. But I don't even know if it's a kind of evil blood. I didn't want to humiliate myself, but now looking at this situation, I want to try it." As he said that, a ball of bright red blood was suspended in the palm of his hand.

Looking at the bright red blood, everyone was a little disappointed at the first time. Just as Fei Qing said, such blood was too ordinary. Apart from the ordinary smell of blood, there was no evil aura at all. No wonder it was not taken out before, and it was a bit terrible in front of those evil blood filled with evil aura.

"Let's be a living horse," said the general, "you try."

Fei Qing nodded, and a blood flashed in his hand, and the blood was thrown into the clouds and mist. However, after the blood was thrown into it, it seemed like a mud cow entered the sea. Everyone waited for a while, but no clouds and mist reacted at all. Seeing this, everyone shook their heads in disappointment. It was another kind of blood-consuming and had no effect at all.

"No!" At this time, Yan Nanfei suddenly exclaimed, staring at the unresponsive clouds and flashed.

Yan Nanfei's scream made everyone look puzzled. Isn't it just a useless blood-consuming thing? How could Yan Nanfei show such a surprised expression? The general looked at Yan Nanfei and asked in confusion: "Prince, what's wrong?"

"If it were blood, it would have been spit out long ago, but after so long, the blood was not repelled." Yan Nanfei explained, "The blood is a bit strange."

After Yan Nanfei said this, everyone suddenly realized. Yes, just now, after everyone threw blood in, it immediately caused Yunwu to react. Those useless blood were spit out immediately. However, Feiqing's blood had been poured in for so long, and although there was no reaction at all, they were not spit out either.

Just when everyone was surprised, the colorful clouds and mists suddenly rolled violently. The clouds and mists rolled like the sea in a storm, stormy waves surging endlessly. Strong lights tear apart the clouds and mists out, allowing the people around to hide or resist. The sound of beast roars came one after another, as if venting the deepest anger. A foot-long black crack also instantly cracked in front of everyone, and then cracked two feet more!

Seeing this, everyone showed joy. Unexpectedly, the evil blood brought by Feiqing had such a miraculous effect. The seemingly ordinary blood was much stronger than the previous dozen evil bloods combined.

However, despite this, the cracked entrance was too small. I could only barely allow one person to enter, but it was a little better than before, but it was still too small.

"Are you destined to be unable to open this ancient battlefield?"

"There is no need to be so frustrated, such an entrance can also be entered."

"You know, as long as there is a ferocious beast guarding the entrance opposite, we will die as much as we enter, and it is impossible to break through."

"The hole has been opened now, can't I force it to tear it apart?"

"Yes, but if you want to tear apart the large enough entrance, you will almost consume all your cultivation in the ten or four-step realm. Everyone comes to search for treasures. Once you exhaust your cultivation, you won't know how to die at that time. Who would be willing to do such a thankless thing?"

For a moment, everyone was in a dilemma. Seeing that the entrance was in front of him, they did not dare to enter rashly. The beast roar that had just been heard still echoed in everyone's ears. However, the entrance had been opened, and retreating like this was really unwilling to accept it!

At this time, Fei Qing suddenly spoke. Fei Qing bowed his hand to Yan Nanfei and said, "The Seventh Prince, there is still evil blood."

Feiqing's words were like a shell exploding in front of everyone, as if they were a stimulant to everyone. The disappointed and frustrated crowd became full of energy for a moment.

Yan Nanfei was also shocked when he heard Fei Qing's words, "Okay! If you can really break through the ancient battlefield, you should remember your first merit."

The promise of the seventh prince of Yan State is very attractive. However, such a sentence that is neither salty nor indifferent is really worth it. Fei Qing originally wanted to say it to Yan Nanfei as Mo Zhaoxie said to him before. However, looking at the general in front of him and looking at the tens of thousands of magical soldiers around Yan Nanfei’s giant mountain, I was really guilty.

Fei Qing was in a dilemma for a moment. She wanted to hand over the evil blood generously, and nothing happened. However, the evil blood was still flowing in Mo Zhaoxie's body, and she couldn't make a decision. However, she was really a little courageous to let her say that to Yan Nanfei. After hesitating for a moment, Fei Qing decided to leave such a dilemma to others.

Seeing Fei Qing feeling a little embarrassed, Yan Nanfei said unhappily: "Where is the evil blood you are talking about?"

Fei Qingxin said: Mo Zhaoxie is sorry. Thinking of it, he pointed to Mo Zhaoxie, the outermost peripheral, "The evil blood is on him."

Everyone looked at Mo Zhaoxie in unison. Even if they were watched by a group of mortals with bright eyes like this, it would be a bit unnatural. What's more, the people here are all cultivators with extraordinary cultivation, and being watched like this. Becoming the core of everyone, being calm and indifferent to everyone's eyes is not an easy task.

Facing everyone's eyes, don't be calm and calm, and don't speak or move.

"Evil blood is on you?" Yan Nanfei asked.

"Yes." Mo Zhaoxie answered truthfully.

"Very good, please offer it. If you really break through the ancient battlefield, you and this woman should remember your first merit." Yan Nanfei said.

Mo Zhaoxie walked forward step by step, and all those passing by made way for him. "Don't the Seventh Prince think that this is not a salty and unpretentious sentence should be remembered as a first-class merit. Is it really not enough?"

As soon as Mo Zhaoxie said, everyone was shocked. What does this mean? Could it be that this person still wants to bargain with the Seventh Prince?

The Seventh Prince narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Interesting, what do you want?"

Mo Zhaoxie came to Feiqing's side. Feiqing felt embarrassed when he looked at Mo Zhaoxie. "Actually, I am just a little monk with no ambitions. I know that I have low abilities and I just come to join in the fun of entering this ancient battlefield, and I feel a little bit overwhelmed in snatching treasures. So, it's better to get some benefits from it."

"Haha," Yan Nanfei laughed loudly, looking at Mo Zhaoxie with a very interesting look. "This is the first time I have met someone who dares to ask me for benefits. It's interesting, really interesting. But there are so many people here, why do you just ask me for it? Am I at a loss?"

Mo Zhao smiled evilly, "Who dares to bully the royal family of Yan State on this land? Even if the Seventh Prince now says that this ancient battlefield belongs to you alone. Who dares to say no? Once the ancient battlefield is broken, whether it is the treasure you get or the chance to get the treasure, the Seventh Prince is the biggest. You say, if I don't ask you for it, who will I ask for it?"

"Bold!" The general beside him glared and pointed at Mo Zhaoxie.

Mo Zhaoxie glanced at the general and ignored it.

The general wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Yan Nanfei. "What you said is reasonable. Well, it is rare to meet someone like you who is interesting or bold. After that, what do you want?"

"A one move from the prince." Mo Zhaoxie said, "If the prince is in danger and the prince is in danger, please take action for me and save us from danger. I wonder what the prince wants?"

Yan Nanfei smiled and said, "Your request is not good for you at all. It is no different from the previous ones who should remember the first merit. Are you not afraid that I will deliberately refuse to save you? I don't think this promise is as affordable as a treasure."

Mo Zhaoxie shook his head, "I have different needs."

"Okay, I'll agree." Yan Nanfei took a sip of wine and said loudly.

"Thank you." Mo Zhaoxie bowed and said.

It was not until Mo Zhaoxie and Yan Nanfei finished talking that the people around him dared to discuss it privately. Looking at Mo Zhaoxie, his eyes were complicated. I really don’t know how to evaluate such a person, whether he was young and fearless or ignorant to die. He risked such a great danger to ask for benefits from a prince, but in the end he got such benefits that were not as good as a waste.

"Who is he?"

"Why do I feel like this person is familiar?"

"So, I seem to have seen it somewhere."

"Roar!" A tiger roar came, and the ferocious beast on the side clearly recognized Mo Zhaoxie when he saw him. The originally docile Qiongqi suddenly became irritable, spreading his teeth and claws in the air, and roaring at Mo Zhaoxie. However, what appeared in those eyes was not hostility, but a strong sense of pleading.

The sudden change caught the dragon horned man above Qiongqi's head off guard and almost fell. After stabilizing his body, he took out a fire whip with a gloomy face and whipped it hard at Qiongqi.

Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-

The fire whip kept sucking Qiongqi's body, and striking blood marks immediately appeared. Qiongqi's body was sobbed that it was so painful that Qiongqi kept screaming sadly.

"Beast! Look, I won't be beaten to death today!" Qiongqi's sudden riot just now made the Longjiao man lose face in front of everyone. He was almost thrown away by his mount, which really made the Longjiao man angry. The fire whip is ruthless, and it is more ruthless.

Although Qiongqi was slaughtered to death, his eyes still stared at Mo Zhaoxie without blinking, as if Mo Zhaoxie had become his last straw of hope.

Mo Zhaoxie looked at Qiongqi's gaze and felt an ominous premonition. He immediately shouted at the Longjiao man with an angry shout: "Stop!"

Mo Zhaoxie's roar was like thunder, and the Longjiao man stopped. Looking at Mo Zhaoxie's eyes were filled with resentment and ridicule. "Where did you come from the ignorant thing that doesn't know how to die?" The Longjiao man scolded him in front of everyone, which really made the Longjiao man feel that his face was damaged, and he was angry and wanted to swallow Mo Zhaoxie alive.

The man from Longjiao was about to take action, but the old woman behind him stopped him.

The man from Longjiao roared, "Dare you dare to stop me?!"

The old woman did not answer the Longjiao man's words, but took off the wide hat on her head and showed a very old face. Her originally cloudy eyes showed a dazzling light when she looked at Mo Zhaoxie.

"It's really you!"
Chapter completed!