In the fighting arena that had only been quiet for two days, fierce shouts of killing erupted once again.
Hundreds of arenas are being fought, and all realms are fighting. Any strong person who takes the stage has achieved extraordinary achievements in a certain field. Once they are put together, it will be difficult to separate them.
Similarly, for the two camps, the losses in these battles are greatly reduced, and most of them end in a draw.
What the world is most looking forward to is the battle in the starry sky arena. Dozens of invincible Holy Lords from the alien race have arrived, with overwhelming killing intent, all of whom have world-shaking potential.
"Where is Zhang Daojun? Half a day has passed. Have you escaped?"
"Zhang Daojun, people say that you are a terminator of alien races. In my opinion, it is really ridiculous. What does it mean to win in one field? Come out and fight in the whole realm!"
"As we all know, only those at the Holy Lord level can see future achievements. What's the point of being outstanding? For example, Zutian, the one who defied heaven, was not granted the title of god. What hope does he have for the future?"
"It's easy to fall heavy when you climb high. It seems that Zhang Daojun is afraid of falling. From this, we can see that if he has no faith, what qualifications do he have to stand side by side with us in the future?"
These top foreign warriors are all the strongest saints in the world, and they do not show any fear even when faced with pseudo-gods.
"Foreign race, stop bragging. What does it mean to be invincible in one field? You were invincible in the Dragon Elephant Realm, but that's not what you said."
"Zhang Daojun has proven his potential with his strength and has achieved invincible combat power in the field of dragon and elephant. What will happen even if he doesn't come to the stage to fight?"
"The race war is not his personal battlefield. He wants to intimidate our human race by defeating Zhang Daojun. You are thinking too much. It is you who should wake up!"
The human race also has dozens of invincible holy masters. Once the fight at the strongest level begins, those who will be killed next will more or less be the future giants of the gods!
The cruelty of the racial war makes people shudder, but fortunately this is not a fight in the realm of dragons and elephants, and all the powerful human races can let go of their hands and feet to fight.
In the starry sky, many gods have solemn faces. Is Zhang Daojun really gone? If he doesn't come to participate, I always think that there is something missing in this arena fight.
Of course, what if the Holy Lord level fight is started? Jiang Wanqing, Galaxy Immortal Physique, these two invincible physiques, standing here, are already extremely terrifying deterrents.
Even though he is still Prince Dawei, some people are looking forward to him taking the stage to fight.
Of course, Zutian is still the most powerful one. If he can rush to the battlefield, the human race will be even more confident in this racial arena competition!
"The most important thing now is to kill Zhang Daojun first so that the human race will completely lose confidence in the upcoming war."
The words of the alien legend told these top heroes to calm down and take the overall situation into consideration. If Zhang Daojun is not killed, no matter how far this battle progresses, it will not be considered a win.
"Is the violent output maniac really gone?"
In the major ancient cities in the world of origin, many strong men who were looking forward to his appearance were dumbfounded. Perhaps, they were all eager to maintain some kind of mythical combat power. Fighting one after another until the alien race did not dare to send strong men to the stage was the best solution.
A terrifying deterrent.
"Let's go now, haha, it's boring."
There are strong men from the alien race who are sneering, but in fact they are burning in their hearts.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from the distant starry sky.
It sounds very light, but in fact it creates ripples, one layer after another, rapidly amplifying and expanding, and finally forming a great avenue, but it is silent!
The face of the Xinghe Immortal Body became solemn, and he felt something in the dark.
The huge fighting arena was completely silent, and strong men were pressing down from a distance. The footsteps were always gentle, but the ripples of energy that spread were getting bigger and bigger.
Silent pressure is more deadly!
"Buzz..."
The golden avenue extends from the distance, and a figure emerges from the end of the starry sky. Walking on the golden avenue, strolling leisurely, without any emotions or the vicissitudes of time.
Here he is, extremely young, with long silver hair hanging loose, like stars dancing in the sky. If you look carefully, he is a man, extremely dazzling, with silver robes, silver eyes, and no other color.
He is full of special aura, as if he is standing at the core of the big world, and has an innate strong self-confidence. Even though he does not show any combat power, he is extremely brilliant.
Especially his forehead bones, which are densely covered with scales and are pale golden in color, carry an unattainable pressure of life, and his head and horns are majestic.
Fairy Qinglian and the others had solemn faces, thinking that the heavyweight contestant was coming. He was definitely a peerless hero invited by a foreign race to suppress Zhang Daojun, originating from an ancient Taoist tradition in deep space!
The strong men from the foreign race were very polite and greeted them from a distance, including the gods, which caused a sensation. How mysterious is this person's identity?
That’s it, it’s stable!
This was the first instinct of Patriarch Splitting the Sky. He could predict the terrifying level of this young man, like a sleeping prehistoric monster who could tear apart a real dragon if he went crazy!
"It's him!"
Jiang Wanqing suddenly stood up, her beautiful melon cheeks were filled with chills, her spirit became sharp, her white dress fluttered, and she outlined her perfect figure.
Fairy Qinglian was surprised, who is this?
Only the strong men from Dao Dao Xianmen were wide-eyed with anger, while Wu Dao and other strong men were so heartbroken that they almost couldn't help but roar.
"You don't seem to welcome me very much?"
The young man with silver hair and silver eyes smiled brightly, without any inner pressure. He calmly glanced at the strong men of the Dao Immortal Sect, and finally stared at Jiang Wanqing, nodded and said: "The Origin Dao Body is very good. In fact, if there were no grievances in the past, I would
Choose to propose marriage at Daodao Xianmen."
"Boom!"
It seemed like there was an endless thunder explosion!
In the ancient world of origin, major ancient cities, sacred mountains, and wherever the projection of the treasure is refracted, endless anger spreads.
What is he talking about? A foreign race proposes marriage to the most outstanding daughter of the human race?
"I can't take it anymore!"
"Asking Zhang Daojun to fight, Zu Tian can also do it, kill him!"
"The Galaxy Immortal Body will blow him up and make him realize the reality!"
"Didn't Prince Dawei go to Dao Dao Xianmen to propose marriage before? What is he doing? Why doesn't he come out!"
"In the Holy Lord-level battle, do we, the leading warriors of the human race, still fear their alien race?"
Emotions are burning all over the world, many people are shouting at the top of their lungs, and the storm of racial antagonism has soared to an unprecedented peak!
"You're the one who's going to kill my little ancestor, right?"
Jiang Wanqing adjusted her state, her body was hazy with billions of auspiciousness, with murderous intent, and she was filled with anger.
"What?"
The world is silent, what is she saying?
The whole city was extremely quiet, without any disturbance, which made people feel depressed.
Is this majestic young man the invincible myth who killed a powerful parent and his son a million years ago?
"Haha, if it's really him, do we still need to continue fighting this battle?" Patriarch Splitting Heaven couldn't help but laugh. The shame in his heart seemed to have been washed away, and his posture became brilliant.
"terribly sorry."
The silver-haired young man stood on the golden road and said with a smile: "That's my father. Of course he is a powerful man now. Back then, it was limited to fighting in the ring, and death and injury were inevitable."
The whole world seems to be quiet. Who has become the most powerful person?
Their heads were swollen and their breathing became extremely heavy. What kind of race and what kind of orthodoxy was this? It was too unnatural, right?
Even his words about "father" are shocking. After a million years, there is such a young heir, and he is the first generation of blood. This kind of fighting ability is unimaginable, and the potential is unknown!
Pressure, endless pressure covered the body and mind of the world's strongest, and the invincible Holy Lord who led the army felt some kind of terrible chill.
"Where is Zhang Daojun?"
The silver-haired young man stood with his hands behind his back, as calm as a god, with a smile on his face all the time, and said: "Due to family rules, it is difficult for me to take action one after another. I hope the next battle will be Zhang Daojun."
"Are you too conceited?"
Teng Tian was filled with hazy divine fire and said coldly: "If you die here in the first battle next, don't talk about family rules and call in a few stronger ones!"
Teng Tian even wanted to take the stage, but was stopped by the Xinghe Immortal Body raising his hand.
"I want to push him to his limit and let Jiang Wanqing see how strong he is. The most important thing is for her to kill him!" Teng Tian said in a message.
"Are you sure you can push me to my limit?"
The silver-haired young man smiled brightly: "There are many strange races in this world that you can't even imagine. And the human race's path to the origin of life has been ruined. What hope is there for catching up?"
Teng Tian's heart trembled, what was he talking about? Did you intercept the content of his transmission?
"Let me do it." Jiang Wanqing walked towards the ring.
"Is Zhang Daojun really not coming? I don't want to kill a woman, especially a stunning beauty like you." He felt regretful.
Everyone is extremely angry. Isn’t it too arrogant? Opening your mouth and shutting up is to kill the strongest member of the human race?
Isn't the Origin Tao Body worth mentioning? Or does he think his potential has soared to the most terrifying violation level?
"Boom!"
There was an earth-shaking loud bang.
It wasn't Jiang Wanqing who was exploding. The Galaxy Immortal Body pressed towards the ring. It strengthened its body, was as calm as the abyss of mana, and had world-shattering potential. It stood like a Galaxy Dragon standing between heaven and earth.
Menghulu's long golden hair was dancing wildly, and he was pressed here alone, like an insurmountable superstar.
He never said any words, standing on the ring, with the stars surrounding his body, his deep pupils, the sun and the moon arranged, friction and collision, sputtering with terrifying light!
"Galaxy Immortal Body finally takes action!"
In the Guanzhan Immortal Mansion where Dawei Holy Dynasty is located, Wei Jun said coldly: "Open the treasure and burn the battle scene. Don't miss any details, because his future will be the most powerful enemy for the prince on his way to the top!"