Outside the thatched cottage.

The man waved his sleeves and motioned Ye Changsheng to sit down. "Sit down and chat."

Ye Changsheng glanced at the man. Even though he was middle-aged, he was still extremely handsome.

Just a little bit worse than him.

Especially his elegant and ethereal temperament, which few people can possess.

The man sat upright on the stone bench and picked up the teacup to pour tea. "You are so young, but you have the blood of gods and demons, and you are a disciple of the Sword Hall. You are quite good."

Ye Changsheng sat down and said, "Thank you for your compliment, Your Excellency. I don't know what your name is."

The man took a sip of tea and said, "Feng Qingyang."

Feng Qingyang? Ye Changsheng was stunned. This name sounded familiar.

Those who dare to name themselves Feng Qingyang are all masters.

“Drink tea!”

Ye Changsheng picked up the teacup, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp. His expression changed slightly, "Dao Tea, not bad, not bad."

Feng Qingyang said: "I didn't expect Mr. Ye to be so knowledgeable."

Ye Changsheng said: "I have, but I don't really like drinking tea."

Feng Qingyang smiled and said, "Mr. Ye is still young and full of vigor, so he naturally doesn't like such bland things."

Ye Changsheng said: "I have already had my tea. I wonder why the Wind Realm Master wants to see me."

Feng Qingyang slowly put down the teacup in his hand, "Since Mr. Ye has come straight to the point, I will speak frankly."

“I think Master Ye knows that all the forces outside are looking for you. Now that you have entered the war realm, I will be under great pressure.”

Ye Changsheng asked: "Master, are you going to order us to leave?"

Feng Qingyang waved his hand, "That's not the case. After entering the war realm, you are going to the battlefield of all races. Naturally, I welcome you very much."

"It's just that we have to deal with the outside forces, so I want to make a deal with Master Ye."

"Master Feng, you don't look like a utilitarian person!" Ye Changsheng said solemnly, "Could it be that Master Feng is afraid of the outside forces?"

Feng Qingyang said: "One more friend is always better than one more enemy. The young cultivators of all races are in the war realm. Mr. Ye, do you think I will be afraid of them?"

Ye Changsheng knew that Feng Qingyang was a smart man, and his words were already very clear. All the young cultivators of all races were in the war realm, and the major forces would naturally give him face.

But if he doesn't give face, Feng Qingyang can still do him a favor and allow outside forces to enter the battlefield.

The words are simple, but the meaning is a bit complicated.

"Lord of the Wind Realm, let's talk about the deal!"

Feng Qingyang said: "In fact, our deal is very simple, drive the alien demons and monsters into the alien black hole."

"Don't refuse, I believe you can do it!"

Ye Changsheng smiled and said, "Master Feng is thinking too much."

Feng Qingyang added: "You probably don't know why all the young warriors from all races would enter the battlefield of all races. It's because they want the inheritance from the alien demons and monsters."

"But for you, the power of inheritance naturally has no appeal, but you should be very interested in the origin of the universe in the alien black hole."

Ye Changsheng said: "The Lord of the Wind Realm is also very interested, right?"

Feng Qingyang's face changed, "No one doesn't want to become stronger."

Ye Changsheng stood up slowly and said, "I refuse the deal."

Feng Qingyang looked at Ye Changsheng's back as he left, "Aren't you afraid that I will target you?"

Ye Changsheng said: "You can give it a try. If you target me, the war realm can change its master."

Feng Qingyang's expression changed instantly, "Are you threatening me?"

Ye Changsheng nodded, "I am threatening you."

On the mountain peak.

Feng Qingyang rose up, waved his sleeves angrily, and stared at Ye Changsheng's back as he left. "He has a personality, and I don't like him."

The next moment.

A figure floated down from the sky and walked out of the black fog. "Master, what should we do with this boy?"

Feng Qingyang said: "Let him enter the battlefield of all races first and see what kind of waves he can stir up."

The black shadow said again: "Master, should we spread the news that he has entered the battlefield of all races?"

Feng Qingyang nodded, "You go and do it."

The black shadow bowed, turned around and disappeared on the mountain peak. Feng Qingyang murmured to himself, "If you enter the battlefield of all races and don't obey my orders, you will regret it."

Little did they know.

Ye Changsheng hated being arranged by others the most. Entering the battlefield of all races was equivalent to training in the Sword Hall, which already made him very unhappy.

Now Feng Qingyang wants to use him to deal with the demons and monsters. It is simply a fantasy.

If he was so easy to use, he wouldn't have made so many enemies.

Entering the battlefield of all races, he has his own plan.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

He can kill the demons and monsters and seize the origin of the universe as mentioned by Feng Qingyang.

But not for others, just for myself.

Feng Qingyang wanted to use his status as the Lord of the War Realm to pressure him, but he still didn't understand his temper well enough.

Back to the long street.

Ye Changsheng walked forward and met Zhan Wushuang, "Young Master Ye, now that we are done, I will take you to the battlefield of all races!"

"Thank you for your help!"

At the end of the long street, an aura barrier appeared. Ye Changsheng knew that inside this barrier should be the real battlefield of all races.

Zhan Wushuang glanced at Ye Changsheng, and his figure flashed through the spiritual barrier and entered the battlefield of all races.

There are numerous buildings in front of you, including restaurants, chambers of commerce, and weapons pavilions. It is hard to imagine that this is the battlefield of all races.

It seems like a place isolated from the world.

Zhan Wushuang raised his hand and pointed, "Master Ye, this is where the monks of all races recuperate. The dark place deep in the jungle is where the demons and monsters live."

"If Master Ye wants to hunt, remember to go in a team. Don't go alone. It will be very dangerous."

Ye Changsheng said: "I understand!"

The words fell.

His figure flashed, and he rushed towards the depths of the dense forest. Zhan Wushuang's voice came from behind him, "Master Ye, don't you want to buy some exorcist pills and demon pills?"

The sound dissipated with the wind and disappeared into the void.

Ye Changsheng's figure became increasingly blurred until he disappeared.

The lone bird soared up to 90,000 miles. In the battlefield of all races, the cultivators turned their heads and looked in the direction where the lone bird took off.

at this time.

Ye Changsheng has entered the battlefield of all races. In addition to the dense forest in front of him, there are countless formations and barrier gates on the battlefield of all races.

Under the cover of divine consciousness, his expression became solemn. The danger of this battlefield of all races was much greater than he had imagined.

There is no way of knowing what kind of crisis is hidden behind each barrier door, but Zhan Wushuang never mentioned it.

At this time.

A breath appeared beside Ye Changsheng. He turned around and found a woman standing not far away.

With disheveled hair and a blood-red dress, she looked extremely creepy.

Ye Changsheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him. He was sure that she was not a demon or a monster.

The woman suddenly said, "Blood, give me blood!"

As she spoke, the woman flew through the air and pounced towards Ye Changsheng. With her messy long hair and open mouth, she looked a bit like a vampire.

Ye Changsheng flew backwards and just as he was about to kill the woman, she fell down and fell in mid-air.

Swish!

Swish!