Chapter 3 Father and son talk

"Alas... Well, although your father is at home, his heart has already flown to the ancient battlefield. How can I not know him?" Yuelu looked at Jingtian, who was smiling, stood up and walked out. As she walked, she said, "It's rare to come back. Mom will cook in person today and make something delicious for you."

Looking at the back of Yuelu's slowly leaving, Jing Chen suddenly became silent. Although for Jingchen's family of three, even if they don't eat like ordinary people, the energy provided by nature can completely provide for their bodies, the yard of this mansion is full of vegetables that Jingchen likes to eat, and the pool in the yard. There are also Jingchen's favorite fish in the pond. These are all prepared by Jingtian and Yuelu when they are free. Just wait for Jingchen to cook them for them when they come back.

"Well, son, you don't know. Your mother never cooks at ordinary times. Don't hope too much..." Jingtian's face also showed a bad smile. The relationship between father and son is very good, and Jingchen is not as formal as ordinary people, so there are often jokes, but this time there are some differences. Jing Tian actually suppressed his voice very low and leaned over and said in Jing Chen's ear.

"Old and immortal, did you speak ill of me in front of my son?"

Just when Jing Chen didn't understand why his father suddenly became so careful, Yuelu's voice suddenly came from the outside, and Yuelu, who had always been gentle, actually called herself "mother" this time. Even Jingchen was a little dumbfounded. When did his mother become like this?

"Ha...ha... no... no... nothing, honey, you cook good food for our son. We're just chatting..." Jingtian answered with an embarrassed face. Although his old face is a little unbearable in front of his son, compared with the consequences of angering Yuelu, Jing Tian can only bear it.

Seeing Jing Chen's puzzled face, Jing Tian made a gesture to be later, and immediately said to Jing Chen, "Xiao Chen, tell me about the ancient battlefield. Although I didn't go in, I heard that the loss of the church has been a lot over the years, but I have also got a lot of treasures."

Hearing his father Jing Tian mention the ancient battlefield, Jing Chen's face also became solemn. He nodded seriously and said, "Indeed, in that ancient battlefield, there are indeed many treasures, but the dangers inside are also very terrible. Some dangers are not to mention epic and legendary strong, even gods. The only possibility for a strong speaker is to fall..."

"What?! Mythical strongman? Have you ever seen a mythical strongman? Although Jingtian was surprised by the danger of the ancient battlefield, Jingtian couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard Jing Chen mention the mythical strongman. You know, in the eyes of most people, there is only one word difference between the mythical strong man and the god level. Although the difference of this word, his strength is heaven and earth. However, in the eyes of most ordinary people, including Jingtian, the mythical level is already a very powerful existence. Jingtian has stayed in this trial space for so many years. He has never seen a mythical strongman. Even if he is a legendary strongman, Jingtian rarely sees it.

Jing Chen nodded silently, meditated a little, and said slowly, "Dad, I think you'd better not go to the ancient battlefield. It's really not suitable for you to go there. That place is far more dangerous than you think."

Hearing this, Jing Tian frowned. Although Jing Tian once said that he was not going to enter the ancient battlefield, it was only in that situation at that time. To be honest, in the face of this once-in-thousand-year ancient battlefield, Jing Tian still wanted to go in and wander, especially recently. Nian's strength gradually stabilized, and he mastered the holy and evil axe given to him by Jing Chen. Jing Tian wanted to go in and wander, but Jing Tian was also a little puzzled by his son Jing Chen.

According to reason, Jingchen should be the person who knows Jingtian's strength best. Jingtian naturally understands this in his heart. But Jingtian can't help but believe that he can't go to the place where even some nine-level middle-level strong people can go. After all, his strength is far stronger than most of his strengths are the same as him, and they are all nine-level high-level strong. Not to all, let alone those nine-level middle-level strong men whose strength is not as good as his.

Seeing the expression on his father's face, Jing Chen sighed. Naturally, he could think that it was a little naive that his plan to dispel his father's intention to enter the ancient battlefield was really naive. However, Jing Chen's persistence has not changed. In that kind of place, it is better not to go to the person with the strength of his parents. To put it bluntly, the ancient battlefield It's just a meat grinder. Jingtian's strength is thrown in, and there is no ambiguity at all.

"In that ancient battlefield, there are not only mythical strong men, but also many of them, and almost every team has level 10 strong men in the town. Like the teams composed of high-level members of our holy church, it is relatively common in that ancient battlefield. Even if many teams do not have level 10 seats, the peak of level 9 is not Stop one, so..." Jing Chen's words did not go on, but looked up at Jingtian.

"How can there be so many strong people?" Although Jingtian didn't dare to believe Jing Chen's words, he didn't believe it at all. Maybe Jing Chen would slightly exaggerate the danger in the ancient battlefield because he wanted to stop him from going. However, his son Jing Tian knew best that even if Jing Chen exaggerated, he would not exaggerate too much.

Jing Chen smiled helplessly and continued, "This ancient battlefield connects not only our continent, or the world. In that ancient battlefield for so many years, the strong people I met came from at least a dozen worlds. Although those worlds are smaller than ours, in those worlds, most of them have only one. Power rule, so it is normal that the number of strong people in a single ethnic group is more than ours. In our continent, I know three larger forces, and there must be something I don't know.

Jing Chen will naturally not take it for granted that there are three major organizations in the whole original continent, namely, the Holy Church, the Tianzhen Hall and the Earth Watcher's Temple. Perhaps the strength of other organizations is not as strong as these three organizations, but in such a large original continent, there will naturally be other organizations, and the strength of these organizations should not be underestimated. Most of the other worlds are dominant. In fact, the power is naturally stronger than the Holy Church, one of the three major forces on the original continent. There is nothing strange about this, just like the dark world, which gives Jing Chen the feeling, which is not even worse than the three strengths combined.

"So that's it..." Jingtian was a little distracted. Jing Tian has always thought that the ancient battlefield is only a part of the continent, which is connected to all the regions of this continent, and the strong people who enter are also the strong people on this continent. But listening to Jing Chen's words, Jing Tian knows that the ancient battlefield is not only connected to the continent where he lives. Unexpectedly, it is connected with so many worlds. With so many strong people in the world entering the ancient battlefield, naturally the strong are like clouds.

"In fact, the strong people in various worlds entering the ancient battlefield are not terrible, because the creation god limited the level of entering the strong. Only mortals can enter the ancient battlefield, and the god-level strong can't enter it, so they can enter from other worlds, the strongest It's just a myth. After all, he is still a mortal. A mortal can be killed, but..." Jing Chen shook his head.

"Why, is there a more powerful existence than the mythical level in the ancient battlefield?" Jing Tian's eyes suddenly widened. He couldn't believe that what his son said was true, and there was a more powerful existence than the myth. In that ancient battlefield, it was not entered from the outside. Could it be... thinking about this, Jing Tian looked at Jing Chen in disbelief and said, "Is that ancient battlefield? There are also aborigines, and these aborigines are more powerful than mythical?

Nodding, Jing Chen said slowly, "Indeed, in that ancient battlefield, the strong people who can live for at least ten thousand years, or creatures, are extremely powerful beings. I have seen that a creature whose strength has reached the level of a primary mansion was almost eaten by another more powerful creature. That kind of field It's so horrible."

At this moment, there was also a scene in Jing Chen's mind that Exilios, a special life in the dark world, was almost eaten by the special life in the ancient battlefield. Although Echilios is strong, even if the current Jingchen is against him, he will scratch his head a little. However, if he let Jing The words of the reptile in front of Chen can only escape, and whether it can really escape depends on luck. After all, even the special life of the dark world, Exilios, escaped with the help of the mother of God.

"Well, well, how's your father and son talking? Let's have dinner." As she spoke, Yuelu came in with a lot of food. With the strength of Yuelu, although the dishes seemed to be suspended in the air, they were more stable than on the table.

"Eat, eat, I haven't tasted your mother's cooking for a long time. Come and taste it..." Jing Tian greeted Jing Chen, who was sitting beside him, and sat at the table together.