"You... are done so soon?"
Looking at Su Chen packing his things, Long Aotian said in confusion.
During this period of time, he barely refined 10,000 holy stones and only broke through the first level of cultivation, but Su Chen had completely caught up with him.
With his body of the sun and the true fire of the sun, the speed at which he could refine the holy stone was already astonishing.
But there is no comparison with Su Chen, a pervert.
"Stop talking nonsense and lead the way."
Su Chen put away the stone leg, left another mark for Lei Yin and the others, then stretched and said, "It's too late, the day lilies are probably cold!"
The winner should have been decided on the side of the Barbarian Dragon Emperor's Blood Transformation Dragon Pond.
Even if others don't have such terrifying refining speed, the longer the delay, the greater the losses.
Obviously Su Chen has taken it as his own.
"Okay, let's go!"
"It's the same thing if you steal the Hualong Pond and break through physically!"
Long Aotian originally wanted to take this opportunity to break through the fourth level semi-saint in one fell swoop before going there, but he was also afraid of being beaten to the spot by others.
"But don't forget, this time you are benefiting from the crown prince!"
Long Aotian was obviously still unhappy because of the division of the Holy Stone. At this moment, he looked at Su Chen proudly and arrogantly led the way.
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There are rivers crisscrossing the vast wasteland.
On one of the isolated islands, there was a large barbarian tribe.
Now, it has been ravaged by war.
The blood and bones in the ravine were shocking, almost all the buildings were on fire, and thunder struck down from the void, turning the place into a purgatory.
According to Long Aotian, many people had discovered this place before and joined forces to attack the barbarian tribes.
Of course, most people just looted and left.
People from the Tianyuan Dynasty and the Confucian and Taoist Academy discovered the Hualong Pond created by the blood of the Barbarian Dragon Emperor in the mountain stream on the island, and the two sides started a fierce battle.
By the time Su Chen and Long Aotian arrived, the island was already dead silent, filled only with blood and fire.
"Have they all been taken away?"
Long Aotian felt bad and rushed towards the mountain stream.
The island is of average size, with only one steep peak standing apart from the large rolling hills.
The mountain peaks are all green, not because of how much vegetation they cover, but because they are stained with green blood.
The rainwater from the mountain spring washed away, bringing down the essence of the blood, and finally merged into the mountain stream. Over time, the so-called Hualong Pond was formed.
At this time, there were still two groups of people confronting each other in the mountain stream.
Seeing that they were all panting, their hair was messy, and their clothes were stained with blood, it was obvious that they had been in a fierce battle.
But the outcome is still unclear, and no one wants to give up.
"Damn, these people are all body cultivators. If they really get the upper hand, we probably won't even be able to touch a drop of blood residue."
Long Aotian observed carefully for a moment and suddenly felt lucky.
Fortunately, this Dragon Transformation Pond is only effective for strengthening the physical body, and ordinary warriors have little interest in it. Otherwise, if the news leaks, everyone will flock to it.
"Both groups of them are very weak now. It's a godsend for us. Can't we get in?"
Long Aotian looked at Su Chen excitedly.
"No hurries?"
Su Chen sat down directly in the dense forest and said with a faint smile: "I guess they will decide the winner."
At the same time, he also told Long Aotian to hide his aura and not expose it.
"It turns out you want to wait for them to fight until both sides suffer, and then..."
Long Aotian understood immediately, pointed at Su Chen and smiled evilly: "I didn't realize that you are so insidious and cunning! However, I like it!"
The two groups of people didn't keep them waiting for long. They only rested for half an hour and then fought together again.
On one side is the Tianyuan Dynasty, but among them there are many experts from the Shenyin Holy Land to help out.
On the other side, there were Confucian scholars wearing simple long robes, with a majestic aura, looking unique and eye-catching.
But when it comes to using their hands, these Confucian scholars are not weak at all, but are extremely fierce.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Some of them used archery skills to attack from a distance, and suddenly hundreds of sharp arrows of light were raging across the sky, filling the void with holes, putting great pressure on their opponents.
Others either used sword skills or harnessed the power of nature to form a tight formation and attack forward.
Boom boom boom...
Suddenly, earth and rocks flew around, and ancient trees exploded.
A wave of terrifying energy raged, blowing up the hills and causing seawater to pour in. The scene was very spectacular.
The number of people on both sides is about the same, but the Confucian scholars have obviously stronger willpower and are more united. Under normal circumstances, the Tianyuan Dynasty is no match at all.
After all, the overall strength of the Confucian and Taoist Academy is stronger than that of the Tianyuan Dynasty, and is second only to the Dan Alliance in the Tianyuan Domain.
But the Holy Land's geniuses are the Holy Land's geniuses after all, and their personal strength is extremely powerful.
Click!
The sword cultivators from the nine Divine Hidden Holy Lands used their sword skills at the same time, cutting through the void like nine auroras.
In an instant, a large number of void cracks appeared, and destructive turbulence raged, causing a large number of casualties to the disciples of the Confucian and Taoist Academy.
"Isn't that your Wuji swordsmanship?"
Long Aotian also didn't expect that the situation would change fundamentally so quickly, and he was a little surprised.
"Humph, it's just a bunch of thieves."
Su Chen snorted disdainfully.
As early as the Holy Son's canonization ceremony, when he beheaded the Little Sword Saint Mu Qing in the Shenyin Holy Land, he had seen the opponent use Wuji Sword Technique, and the power was truly extraordinary.
But at this moment, when both sides were gradually running out of energy, the peerless edge of Wuji Kendo was fully displayed.
Soon, a large number of Confucian scholars who suffered heavy losses were defeated.
The powerful men from Tianyuan Dynasty and Shenyin Holy Land swarmed forward like a torrent, overwhelming the battle formation of the Confucian scholars.
"hateful!"
"We lost this battle to Wuji Kendo, not you!"
Seeing that the situation was over, the Confucian scholars roared unwillingly and had no choice but to retreat in a hurry.
"Hmph! How dare you scream after your defeated general?"
"Haha, these Confucian scholars are just tough talkers and can't afford to lose!"
The powerful men in the Shenyin Holy Land all shouted coldly and angrily.
"In that case, why not kill them all?"
A strong man from the Tianyuan Dynasty suggested that he probably had a personal enmity with the Confucian and Taoist Academy and wanted to take this opportunity to take revenge.
"They're just a bunch of trash, let them live a few more days."
The strong men of Shenyin Holy Land refused.
It's not because they are benevolent, it's just because their fighting strength has been greatly reduced, and they are powerless to kill all those Confucian scholars.
What's more, what they value is the Hualong Pond created by the blood of the Barbarian Dragon Emperor.
"Okay, it's time for us to show up!"
At this time, Su Chen suddenly stood up and his eyes became sharp.
Things are turning, and this time it's Su Chen's turn to kill and seize the treasure!
"Hehe, with just these rabble, and their combat power greatly reduced, if we deal with them, wouldn't that be a massacre?"
Long Aotian's face was full of pride, and he couldn't wait to show off his invincible heroic appearance.
