The battle in front of the restaurant may be just one of the countless daily battles in the Blood Disaster Realm.
However, the consequences of this battle will be far-reaching.
Within half an hour, the battle outside the restaurant had already reached a fever pitch.
The area of dozens of miles around the previous restaurant was filled with manic vitality. Above the void, Qing Shuangzi, Di Lin, and Kong Mingye were fighting against each other. No one would accept the other, as long as they saw the real seal in their hands!
And below the void, the geniuses of the three tribes also started killing each other.
The wooden box in Zhao Xuanchao's hand has changed hands several times, but no one can hold it in his hands for a long time.
And around the battle circle of several people, many warriors appeared. Some were watching the show, some were curious, some were shouting, and there were also many people with secretive and powerful auras, their eyes fixed on the one who kept changing hands in the void.
black wooden box.
Lin Huang looked at the increasingly anxious battle and frowned.
Then he left this place secretly...
The fight for the Xingzi Emperor Sword cannot be ended simply. Perhaps in the next few days, the entire Blood Disaster Territory will be filled with bloodshed.
Because, that is the Xingzi Emperor Sword!
Since there is no result in a short time, it is better to wait for the opportunity.
Even if he snatches it now, he has no life left.
…
In the bloody realm, time passes.
Just as Lin Huang expected.
This battle without any warning completely ignited the entire Blood Disaster Territory in less than half a day.
First, the strong men of the three tribes were fighting each other. When each was injured, a strong man in the realm of the Holy King appeared and participated in the robbery of the black wooden box.
When the majesty of the strong men of the three tribes was no longer as terrifying as before, it made countless people think.
He immediately participated in the robbery.
In just half a day, the black wooden box in Gu Yuebai's hand changed hands twenty-seven times.
Except for Zhao Xuanchao, Emperor Hunsheng, and Yao Yefeng, the other twenty-four people who changed hands...
...all die!
However, the Shakong Jia Lou who was waiting curiously in Lin Huang never appeared.
One day later, the entire Blood Disaster Realm knew the secret of the Xingzi Emperor Sword.
In the dilapidated ancient city, corpses lay everywhere overnight!
The river water has been dyed blood red.
Walking in the Blood Disaster Domain, there is rain in the sky...it is the blood of warriors.
The sound of fighting continues day and night.
The entire Blood Disaster Territory was wiped out in one day. Wherever the black wooden box went, there were thousands of warriors following behind it.
No matter it is the three major ancient tribes.
They are also ancient families from major divine realms.
The scattered people in the world.
The genius of the sect.
…
Everyone is inevitably tempted by the Xing Zi Emperor Sword.
After all, it represents the number one divine weapon in the world.
Represents the pinnacle of swordsmanship.
It represents ten years of hard work and no one asks, and you become famous all over the world in one fell swoop!
…
But whether there are hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of people entering the game.
In the end, only one person can get the black wooden box!
Two days have passed, but there is no conclusion on the ownership of Kuroki Heizi.
On the contrary, there were tens of thousands of dead warriors.
Together with Emperor Hun Sheng, Zhao Xuanchao, and Yao Yefeng, they all had to temporarily withdraw from the battle. The warriors fighting for the black wooden box were really too crazy. Even the names of the three ancient clans could not suppress them.
The ambitions of many warriors.
While everyone was fighting for the Xingzi Emperor Sword, Lin Huang had already left the Blood Disaster Territory.
He led Xiaopang Bai and others into the Blood Mist Mountains.
The Blood Mist Mountains, the location of the ancient battlefield and the Taixuan Secret Realm.
Everyone looked around and saw only an ancient and majestic mountain range, stretching across the mountains and rivers. Thousands of peaks towered under the sky, and thousands of valleys criss-crossed it. Thousands of trees were decaying, and long rivers were rushing. From a distance, it looked like an ancient blue dragon.
Lying down.
At this moment, there are two light pillars in the Blood Mist Mountains.
A golden beam of light creates heaven and earth.
A black beam of light descended into the world like a demonic cloud from the sky.
The endless ancient aura pervades from the golden pillar of light, making people feel insignificant. They only feel the vastness of the past and the insignificance of the years. The life of a warrior is only a flick of the finger, and the light of a warrior is just a flash in the wind.
candlelight.
The strength of warriors, in the world of ancient battlefields, is as insignificant as ants.
"This is the ancient battlefield!"
Song Changling looked at the pillar of light rising into the sky and sighed.
Lin Huang frowned, "That golden beam of light should have condensed all the great auras in the ancient battlefield, so it makes us feel so insignificant!"
"What the hell, I just want to go in and kill people. It doesn't matter whether it's a high road or not!"
Little Fatty Bai said nonchalantly.
"Brother, I can't leave my body yet, so I shouldn't be able to enter the ancient battlefield, right?"
Li Chunfeng looked at Lin Huang with some hope.
Lin Huang patted Li Chunfeng on the shoulder, "It's okay. When the time comes, you can enter the ancient battlefield if you imagine that you can enter it!"
"ah……"
Li Chunfeng let out an unconvincing sound.
Lin Huang smiled and continued: "Now, the emergence of the Xingzi Emperor Sword has turned the entire Blood Disaster Territory into a Shura battlefield. Even if the three ancient tribes enter the game, there are now mud bodhisattvas crossing the river, and it is difficult to protect themselves.
posture!"
"Boss Lin, don't you want the baby?"
Bai Xiaopang felt a little itchy in his heart.
Originally, after he heard about the Xingzi Emperor Sword, he wanted to go out and kill everyone with two big iron hammers. It didn't matter whether the sword was a sword or not, the main thing was that he was very happy to be able to use it as a stick to stir things up.
But in the end, Xiaopang Bai was held down by Lin Huang and brought to the Blood Mist Mountains.
Lin Huang shook his finger and said: "The Xingzi Emperor Sword is naturally important, but instead of chasing after the Xingzi Emperor Sword, you may be hacked to death on the street. It is better to come here earlier and wait for the rabbit!"
"What's the meaning?"
Situ Huangfen said doubtfully.
Lin Huang smiled and said, "In the Blood Disaster Territory, even if they fight for three months, there will be no result. Because even if they get the black wooden box, they will be robbed by others. The only way is
Someone has figured it out. When the ancient battlefield or the Taixuan Secret Realm is opened, bring the Xingzi Emperor Sword into these two places to save your life!"
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Wang Xiao asked.
Lin Huang nodded.
"But we still have to enter the ancient battlefield and need to hide our bodies. Time is running out now. When the ancient battlefield opens, we will have to snatch the Xingzi Emperor Sword and hide our bodies at the same time. This will not be easy!"
Wang Xiao frowned, "And so far, we haven't found a particularly good hiding place!"
Lin Huang waved his hand and said: "I have already thought about how to hide it. As long as you help me when the time comes, I need to instantly kill the person who fled into the Blood Mist Mountains with the Xingzi Emperor Sword!"
Situ Huangfen was slightly silent, then nodded.
Little Fatty Bai had a smile on his face, so naturally there was nothing wrong with him.
But Song Changling was a little unhappy. After thinking for a long time, he retorted: "That thing is not yours in the first place. You rob others and kill them. Doing this... is not good!"
"That makes sense!"
Lin Huang nodded.
Song Changling looked stunned, thinking that Lin Huang had been kicked in the head by a donkey, why was he so talkative all of a sudden?
Then Lin Huang waved his hand and motioned to Bai Xiaopang, "Tie him up!"
"Okay!"
Fatty Bai suddenly laughed. He had long been dissatisfied with Song Changling's poor, sour and scholarly aura.
"What this donor said...is very good!"
At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.
Lin Huang's expression suddenly changed drastically, he turned around and drew his sword to fight the enemy.
He didn't expect that someone could talk next to him, but he didn't notice it at all.
Must be a strong one.
The reaction of Situ Huangfen and others was exactly the same as that of Lin Huang.
When everyone turned their heads, they discovered that there was a figure just one foot away.