"Haha... It seems that God will not kill me!"
Surviving the desperate situation, He Zhizhou laughed wantonly, looked at Ling Tian and said arrogantly, "Ling Tian, you have no chance to kill me today!"
"hateful!"
Ling Tian gritted his teeth and whispered, unwilling to let He Zhizhou go.
Even though the opponent is now shrouded in the power of the barrier, his figure still flickers forward.
Sword after sword struck out, intending to destroy the power of the barrier.
boom! boom! boom……
The terrifying sword light struck the barrier one after another crazily.
Waves of roaring sounds erupted from the void, shaking the earth and the earth.
"it's useless."
Seeing this, Gong Hen shook his head helplessly.
He could understand Ling Tian's desire to avenge Wu Wenlong.
But they had missed the best opportunity to kill He Zhizhou.
The barriers in the ancient battlefield were jointly set up by many peak emperors from the three realms.
One can imagine how terrifying the power of the barrier is.
It is not very possible for a mere Saint King Realm warrior to break through the power of this barrier.
As he swung his sword again and again, Ling Tian's sword became stronger and stronger, and its power became more and more terrifying.
call!
Just when He Zhizhou was about to be forcibly teleported out of the ancient battlefield, another strange light fell.
This time, this strange light fell on Ling Tian, covering Ling Tian in it.
"Um?"
Gong Hen's face changed slightly.
"Master!"
"Brother Lingtian..."
"elder brother!"
Fengtian, Yuchen, Ye Liuyun, Ling Nian and others all looked startled.
When everyone was stunned, Ling Tian's aura began to surge at this moment.
But everyone knew that Ling Tian had not taken the Blood Rage Pill just now.
There is only one reason for this situation.
Ling Tian also entered the realm of the Lower Saint Emperor at this time.
"How can it be?"
He Zhizhou noticed the changes in Ling Tian, and the smile on his face suddenly froze.
Immediately afterwards, shock and horror emerged from his eyes again.
Just now, he was stimulated by the pressure of death and unexpectedly advanced to the lower level Holy Emperor. He was about to be teleported out of the ancient battlefield by the power of the ancient battlefield barrier.
Now Ling Tian was so angry that he also unexpectedly advanced to the lower level Holy Emperor. Later, he would naturally be transported out of the ancient battlefield by the power of the ancient battlefield barrier.
If the two met outside the ancient battlefield, Ling Tian would still choose to kill He Zhizhou without hesitation.
When he reached the Saint King Realm, He Zhizhou was no match for Ling Tian.
His cultivation level has also reached the Lower Saint Emperor Realm, so naturally he is still no match for Ling Tian.
"Senior Brother Gong Hen, I leave the matters here to you!"
Ling Tian was also a little surprised that his cultivation level had broken through at this time.
The power of the Sixth Level Realm and Nine Forbidden Laws instantly transformed to the Seventh Level.
But now, he didn't have time to feel happy about it.
There is only one thought in my mind.
Kill He Zhizhou and avenge Wu Wenlong!
There are still more than a hundred warriors in the Jinjia Army's reserve camp here who have combat capability.
Gong Hen and others added up to a total of twenty-one people.
With the help of the Blood Rage Pill, he has the power to fight.
"good!"
Gong Hen looked at Ling Tian and nodded, making a solemn promise.
As soon as he finished speaking, He Zhizhou's figure had disappeared under the power of the barrier.
Ling Tian frowned slightly and waited for a few breaths.
Immediately afterwards, his figure disappeared out of thin air.
After a moment of spinning, he appeared outside the ancient battlefield.
"He Zhizhou!"
Ling Tian woke up and suddenly looked in front of him.
At this time, He Zhizhou's figure was hundreds of meters in front of him.
"Oops!"
When He Zhizhou discovered Ling Tian, he felt panicked.
At this time, he didn't have the courage to fight Ling Tian at all. His figure immediately turned into a stream of light and shuttled towards the altar of the Eighteen Directions of the Underworld.
As long as he can rush to the place where the altar is displayed and step on the teleportation circle on the altar of the Chakravartin Palace, he can survive and escape from Ling Tian.
"You! You must die! You can't leave!"
Ling Tian's eyes were full of murderous intent, and when he saw He Zhizhou running away, he shouted angrily.
Before he finished speaking, his sword-wielding figure immediately pursued him.
At this time, there are altars in the eighteen directions of the underworld.
"Someone is coming."
An altar guard accidentally caught a glimpse of Ling Tian and He Zhizhou and said something casually.
All the altar keepers glanced sideways, but at first they didn't pay much attention to what the altar keeper said.
But when the guard of the Altar of the Wheel of the Underworld recognized He Zhizhou who was coming this way, his face couldn't help but change, "He Zhizhou? Who is chasing him?"
"Um?"
The guard of the Futian Palace altar narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the figure following He Zhizhou.
Soon, he also recognized Ling Tian. Although he didn't know Ling Tian's name, he also knew that Ling Tian was from their Futian Palace Black Armor Army reserve camp.
"Holy Emperor, are you chasing the Holy Emperor?"
Not long after, the altar guards judged the cultivation levels of Ling Tian and He Zhizhou, and their expressions gradually became strange.
Saint King Realm warriors are chasing and killing Saint King Realm warriors, and Saint King Realm warriors are chasing and killing Saint King Realm warriors. They are two completely different concepts.
The former is not a rare thing. As long as they are Saint King realm warriors who have stayed in the ancient battlefield for three years, they can cross the barrier at the edge of the ancient battlefield. It is normal to pursue people outside the ancient battlefield due to some grudges.
But the latter is almost impossible to happen.
For this to happen, a prerequisite must be met.
Both sides of the grudge must have entered the Holy Emperor Realm at the same time, or almost at the same time, and were forcibly teleported out of the ancient battlefield by the power of the barrier in the ancient battlefield.
This is what happened to Ling Tian and He Zhizhou!
"help me!"
While everyone was still wondering, He Zhizhou suddenly roared.
He found that he couldn't get rid of Ling Tian at all, and the distance between him was constantly being shortened by Ling Tian.
Seeing that the place where the altars of the Eighteen Directions of the Underworld were displayed was getting closer and closer, Manmu urgently sent out a cry for help to the altar guardian of the Chakravartin Underworld Palace.
The caretaker of the Altar of the Wheel of the Underworld knows He Zhizhou and also knows He Zhizhou’s identity.
Seeing He Zhizhou being hunted, he would naturally not leave him alone.
What's more, this place is outside the barrier and there is no need to abide by the rules of the ancient battlefield.
call out!
Before the guard of the Altar of the Wheel of the Underworld could step out, Ling Tian struck out with a sharp sword and chased after He Zhizhou's fleeing figure.
"ah……"
He Zhizhou knew how powerful Ling Tian was and did not dare to stop. Faced with Ling Tian's killing sword, he could only dodge as much as possible.
But his movements were still a little slow, and his thigh was cut off by Ling Tian's sword.
"stop!"
Seeing Ling Tian's murderous intent, the guardian of the Altar of the Wheel of the Underworld rushed out and shouted at Ling Tian.
Ling Tian didn't respond, as if he couldn't hear the words of the guardian of the Altar of the Wheel of the Underworld at all. His palm trembled slightly and he struck out with another sword, faster and more urgent than before.
boom!
This time, the seriously injured He Zhizhou was unable to dodge, and his body was immediately pierced by the sword light.
The blood dyed the void red, causing the faces of the altar guards to change slightly.
He Zhizhou received Ling Tian's sword from behind, and his body was blasted away, just in time to fall into the arms of the guardian of the Altar of the Wheel of the Underworld.
"He Zhizhou!"
The caretaker of the Altar of the Underworld Palace held He Zhizhou up and drank, trying to wake him up.
It's a pity that He Zhizhou couldn't give him any response anymore. He vomited blood and his whole body softened...
