Because I'm Afraid Of Pain, I Put All My Defenses On

"The whole mountain is the realm of dead souls?"

Li Xiaobai was very surprised.

How big is this area, and how strong must the deceased be before he was alive?

"The master of this world of dead souls is naturally the master of the forty-ninth battlefield. It is precisely because of his death that this battlefield was born, and the largest world of dead souls has formed in the core area."

"Almost every battlefield is like this. It seems that Xiongtai has entered the ancient battlefield for the first time?"

After seeing the large and small sacks, the cultivator's attitude obviously eased a lot. It was already obvious what was in the sack, either they were all monsters or all monks.

The young man in front of him is not easy to mess with.

"That's right, brother, give me some pointers?"

Li Xiaobai raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.

"It's okay, it's okay, brother, just watch the movements of the elders of the major forces for a while. As long as they go in, we can follow in. If they don't make a move, we can't enter it even if it breaks the sky."

"This is an unchanging iron rule in all major battlefields. As long as you keep this rule in mind, you will basically not die in the first batch."

said the monk.

This is an experience known to everyone in the ancient battlefield. Every disciple knows it and will tell each other, but only the elders will not mention it. This is their way of fooling cannon fodder. If they say they will go out, who will be willing working hard?

"The monks in the major domains are hostile to each other, and it is normal to kill teammates."

"Brother's knowledge is really broad. I think you are alone. Why don't we work together and get rich together?"

Li Xiaobai said cheerfully.

"No, no, I like someone alone!"

The monk glanced at the big and small bags on the golden chariot unconsciously, waved his hands repeatedly and refused, he had a hunch that if he nodded and agreed, he might become a part of those sacks.

That is, as soon as he finished speaking, the elders at the front of the team suddenly stood up and shouted.

"The ban has been removed!"

"All comrades in the domain follow the old man to kill, the rare treasures in the dead soul world are first come, first served, and must not be obtained by other monks in the domain!"

"Come on!"

It was an old man who spoke, his cheeks were flushed, his expression was excited, and he raised his arms and let out a strong breath, which made many monks feel their blood boiling.

But his footsteps did not move a single step, his words were impassioned, but his body was very honest.

"Fuck!"

"The restriction has been lifted, brothers, kill them!"

"Treasures must not flow into the hands of monks outside the territory!"

"kill!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, tens of thousands of high-ranking disciples flew up into the sky and headed straight for the mountain.

Seeing this situation, more and more monks joined the team, and almost all the monks and disciples rushed towards the top of the mountain.

Li Xiaobai didn't move, he found that the group of elders were all motionless, as stable as Mount Tai, and the group of senior disciples who shouted the most at the beginning were unknowingly overtaken by the group of ordinary disciples behind them.

In just a few breaths, all the monks with high strength stagnated and fell to the ground, but those with low cultivation base rushed towards the world of dead souls with all their strength.

"It's all a trick!"

Li Xiaobai sighed in his heart, seeing that this group of people had no communication but such a tacit understanding throughout the whole process, it seemed that they were repeat offenders.

The elders shouted, the senior disciples led the team, and immediately turned the ordinary disciples around.

It was the first time for everyone to enter the Forty-Ninth Battlefield, and no one could tell what was going on inside, let alone the huge world of dead souls in front of them. We had to let the cannon fodder explore the way first.

There was no restriction and protection outside the mountain, and the monks poured into the mountain without any hindrance and then disappeared without a trace.

The outside monks could not check the internal situation, and one by one began to grope inside cautiously.

Looking at the heads all over the mountains and plains, Li Xiaobai had the urge to immediately use 100% empty-handed swords. These are all money bags, and after taking them all, he may be able to live comfortably for the rest of his life.

But right now is not the time, the elders need disciples to take the lead as cannon fodder, so why doesn't he need cannon fodder? I can resist it.

Tightening the sack at hand, the golden chariot under his feet turned into a flash of light and followed.

From the outside, the world of dead souls looks like a mountain, but when you really go inside, you realize it's just a blindfold. Ripples appear in the void, and Li Xiaobai rushes into a pitch-black void without hindrance.

You can't see your fingers, you can't see the crowd, but there are noises in your ears.

"This is the inside of the Dead Soul Realm!"

"What is the structure inside, why is there no light, who has fire, borrow a fire!"

"Without cultivation, you can't use supernatural powers, and you can't light a fire!"

"Where are the elders and brothers, didn't they rush in with us, why are they missing?"

The monks talked to each other, feeling anxious about the unfamiliar environment.

Li Xiaobai thought for a while, then took out a talisman, lit it, and the scorching light instantly illuminated the surroundings.

This is a tower structure, with layers going up, surrounded by walls on all sides, and everyone is on a huge arena at this moment, with strange runes engraved on it, showing the ancient atmosphere of its years.

"It seems that there is no oil and water!"

Li Xiaobai looked around, and saw a large black area, all stone walls. This place should be a practice room, and there was no trace of treasures.

"Who is this, and why can he use talismans?"

"Isn't the cultivation base suppressed? Could it be that this is a certain powerful senior who can still cast talismans even if the cultivation base is suppressed?"

"Or maybe it's because of the special power of its bloodline, it might be able to have such a magical effect!"

Before Li Xiaobai could speak, the surrounding monks rushed over.

In this unfamiliar place, whoever has the light is the uncle, and the existence that can shine in the forty-ninth battlefield is absolutely terrifying!

"Senior, dare to ask senior's surname and name, which domain do you come from?"

"I am willing to follow!"

The monks asked.

"Hmph, how can you and others know the name of this seat!"

"But because you are first-time offenders, I spare your lives. Remember, my name is Zhang San!"

"Whoever wants to make a fortune just follow, and whoever waits obediently to die just stay where they are!"

Li Xiaobai snorted coldly and said indifferently.

With a flick of his sleeves, he walked towards a gate. He changed into a new mask and changed his name to Zhang San. No one could recognize him anymore.

"Yes!"

"So it's Senior Zhang San!"

"Follow Senior Zhang San, Senior Zhang San will shine!"

"Senior Zhang San is amazing, we are saved!"