hold head high!
The vast roar of dragons, wrapped in a fierce fighting spirit as bright as the sun, conveyed the feeling of the arena of gods and demons.
"How dare you, Shuzi!"
At the end of the gray wind and snow, the chaotic energy collapsed, and several terrifying corpses stood there. The dark and evil aura seemed to rise from the most decayed graves. They were several supreme corpse kings from the corpse clan. At this moment, they were all They all lost their composure, and were filled with shock and anger. They could not accept the scene in front of them. Two powerful young quasi-kings, who were rare in the clan, were pierced by a punch, entangled by the heavenly dragon transformed from the blood of the battle, and scorched by the aura of scalding Yanghe. Purify.
boom!
With a loud noise, the two masses of corpse blood exploded, unable to regenerate their flesh and blood, and were burned into nothingness in the scorching pure Yang war flames of the War-blooded Heavenly Dragon.
Su Qinian stood up with his fist closed, and the War-Blooded Heavenly Dragon also shattered into a red golden light rain all over the sky. At this moment, Su Qinian was bathed in the gorgeous light rain, as if he was the reincarnation of the immortal God of War, and his gaze seemed to penetrate gods and demons. The arena fell on the wild grassland. Jiuqu Pluto's face was ashen. He clearly saw a faint sneer on the corner of the young human war king's mouth.
This is a provocation, and it is also a show of authority. Jiuqu Pluto and other four tribes have never thought that even the mighty power of the Gods and Demons Arena cannot deprive him of the power of fighting blood. He broke free from the restraints and even possessed stronger powers. the power of.
Lost!
On the Muling Star, millions of powerful men from all races were stunned. After a few breaths, they slowly came back to their senses. The changes in the battle situation were too mysterious. The young Suotian War King, After breaking free from the restraints and instantly reversing the situation of the battle, the two young quasi-kings of the corpse clan, even if they had the same mind and formed the corpse king domain, they were not enough in front of them.
In this kind of atmosphere, even across the Gods and Demons Arena, one can see that the young Suotian War King has made a breakthrough and is undoubtedly much stronger than when he had a fierce battle with the Stone Tribe boy before.
More importantly, he was clearly deprived of human blood at first, but now his dormant war blood has been reawakened. Whether the power of the Arena of Gods and Demons can still have enough binding force on this one is worthy of everyone's doubts.
"It doesn't matter anymore."
There was a strong man from the Monster Clan who smiled bitterly and shook his head. Next, there was the young Taotie Saint King of their Monster Clan, and the Feathered Emperor Butterfly who disappeared in the beginning of the ancient wilderness. But even if they win both games, nothing will change. Now, the young King of Locks has already won five games and lost only one. The outcome has been decided. Even if he loses two more games, the victory has already been sealed.
"Indeed, nothing matters anymore." Some figures from the older generation sighed and shook their heads. For the four tribes, these gladiatorial battles were a major event that affected the destiny of the tribe, but for the young King Suotian, , maybe it was just a rare training, they watched with their own eyes as they fought through the arenas one after another, and gained huge gains.
Compared with the loss of all the tribes and the despair of the four tribes, many strong men from the human race were extremely excited. The young Suotian War King Ding decided the battle situation. At a certain moment, they almost thought that their human race was about to lose an ancient and modern warrior. A hard-to-find young war king, a powerful seed of imperial power.
Now it seems that it is the turn of the four tribes to feel heartache, and their hearts, livers, spleens, lungs and kidneys are about to explode. For this battle, they have paid a huge price, and even the seeds hidden in the snow have been released. Some are feared by all tribes. Yes, the ultimate killing technique such as Death Prelude is also allowed to be used. There are more than one young holy king, and there are also diamonds like the boy from the Stone Clan who listened to the sermon in front of the Ninth Buddha, and those who have been extinct since the beginning of the ancient wilderness. The Feathered Emperor Butterfly, with so much power gathered together, could not win four games. How could it not make a group of supreme beings from the four tribes depressed and almost go crazy.
They could no longer bear to watch the two young strong men of the Demon Clan, no matter they won or lost, there was only one way to die.
"Brother Jiuqu Dao!" A demon king shouted violently. He was the king from the Taotie clan. At this moment, the chaos was shattered, and his majestic figure broke through the sky, almost squeezing into the sky.
On the wild prairie, the face of Jiuqu Pluto was also ugly. Facing the question from the Taotie clan king, he was speechless. However, he had just used a secret method to transmit the sound, but he could not get any response. However, under the watchful eyes of everyone, How could he say it out loud? He had long felt that those people were unreliable. However, since the emperors of several clans recognized it, they had no choice but to obey. He did not expect that such a motive would arise now.
At this moment, outside the Muling Star, in a hidden void, several majestic figures with strong divine aura and Yang He, whose whole bodies were surrounded by Shen Xi, looked at each other in disbelief. Everyone could understand the other's meaning from each other's eyes.
"Reply!" "Why don't you reply?" "He asked you, what should I reply to?" "I don't want to reply, you go back." "I don't want to reply either..."
After their eyes met several times, several direct descendants from the kingdom of gods showed a look of helplessness. It was the one who took out the arena of gods and demons, not to mention them. Even the gods could not interfere. They didn't expect that the young King of Locked Sky could be so strong. The ones the four tribes took out were indeed extraordinary. Even if they caught their eyes, they were more than enough, but they didn't expect that they would still fall short. .
"This God-Slayer is stained with the blood of my god's descendants. No one can blaspheme the gods and still survive safely." A god's direct descendant said coldly.
"Are you going then?" One of his companions glanced sideways at him and asked.
"Well, I'm just explaining my point of view." The god's direct descendant suddenly laughed and joked. According to the description of the one who returned from the severe injury, he wanted to defeat the young Suotian War King. These gods' direct descendants Pulse, I'm afraid, is still invincible. Only by inviting the true descendants of the gods can we defeat him.
However, there are still very few of the descendants of the gods who have recovered. They are all arrogant and arrogant, and even they don't like them very much. They all have their own priorities now. They must take the initiative to deal with the King of Locking Heaven. , it’s really not that difficult.
Arena of gods and demons.
After killing two young quasi-kings of the corpse tribe with one punch, Su Qinian's thoughts became clear. These two sinister things, from the inside out, were just prisoners of power. They were not truly strong men at all. Apart from the similarities, in front of him, there is not much difference from those top quasi-kings, they just use a little more strength.
After meeting the six young strong men from the Nether Clan, the Stone Clan, and the Corpse Clan, Su Qinian still had some expectations for the last remaining Monster Clan. Of course, if they were like these two from the Corpse Clan, he would also Not merciful.
Walking down the top of the sacred mountain again, Su Qinian's state of mind was no longer the same as before. He understood his body carefully, and the Xuanhuang Taoist heart and the physical world were in perfect harmony. The light shone, and the immortal mood flowed in every battle body. Within an inch of flesh and bones, at this moment, Su Qinian felt the true secret power of the physical heavens, rather than simply forming a world of its own.
Not to mention depriving the human race of their battle blood, the moment he just realized the immortal realm, the physical power of the heavens burst out, and he even broke through the shackles of Qi and God for a moment. Although it was only a moment, at that moment he had With such extreme power, even the boy from the Stone Tribe who briefly burst out with peerless king's blood would not be afraid at all if it were to happen again.
It can be said that this calamity in the Arena of Gods and Demons, up to this moment, should be his biggest gain. Not only did he understand the immortal realm that is different from the black and yellow earth, but he also further perfected the physical world and unearthed the innate purity. The source power of the Yang Body, even the 12,000 immortal body runes in the fourth level of the Divine Treasure Orifice, were completely condensed, and most of the unabsorbed accumulation was melted away.
In other words, he was already standing in front of the seventh boundary of the War King Road and could pass through it at any time. At that moment, he will be the true War King of the Seven Realms. Of course, he, the War King of the Seven Realms, is different from any other War King of the Seven Realms in the past years. But at this moment, in this arena of gods and demons, Su Qinian was not in a hurry to break through the realm, because he still lacked a quiet place, and he did not want to completely show the changes in his breaking through the realm in front of the powerful people from all over the world. There was no secret at all.
There was also the mercenary king who always looked like a boy, waiting for him in the ninth arena. Su Qinian never felt that this one would abide by the rules.
A full day later, Su Qinian had just climbed to the top of the seventh sacred mountain. During this period, he climbed over a sacred mountain. Because of the cooperation of two young quasi-kings of the corpse tribe, the sixth sacred mountain was vacant.
In front of him is a young man in black armor, with a heroic and majestic figure, standing in the center of the arena. His face is calm, showing no trace of frustration or cowardice. His black hair is spread out, each strand is crystal clear and gorgeous. Glowing with a glimmer of light, he had a pair of dark eyes, which seemed to be deeper than the oldest black hole, seeming to swallow everything in.
"My name is Tunjie! In this battle, I choose to fight without any restrictions and fight with all my strength."
As the young man's deep and powerful voice sounded, Su Qinian raised his eyebrows: "The Holy King of the Swallowing World, the Holy Son of the Taotie Tribe."
The man in front of me is also one of the sixteen young holy kings who carved heavenly monuments in the Holy King Mountains. After he left the Holy King Mountains, he was listed on the Holy King List. He once made a great name in the Holy King Mountains, and other races The Holy King is different. This one is not of the blood of the Emperor, nor is he a descendant of the Emperor's blood. Even for nine generations, there has never been a supreme being. However, it is such a descendant of a Saint who forcibly overthrows the royal heirs of the same clan. The Emperor The sons, and even the descendants of the emperor's blood, are invincible and stand at the top of the younger generation of the Taotie clan.
Su Qinian heard that the blood of the Taotie clan in this man's body was not very pure because his mother was not from the Taotie clan. But in the end, many opportunities came to him and he even embarked on the road of returning to his ancestors. There are rumors that he After completing an ancestral blood transformation, the Taotie bloodline in his body was purified and he went straight after the great emperor's heir.
But no matter whether he completed one ancestral blood transformation or two ancestral blood transformations, it could not cover up his cultivation level that he had just been promoted to quasi-king. He chose to have no taboos and fight with all his strength. Facing a human war king, this Definitely the most unwise choice. (Please subscribe, thank you all for your subscriptions and tips. During the day, my wife’s grandmother, who brought her up, suddenly passed away. I was busy all afternoon and evening. I came back to finish this chapter. My head is a bit fried. I will be busy tomorrow. I will be busy in the next one or two days. The update time may be unstable on a daily basis, please forgive me.)
