In the major areas of the battlefield of all realms.
Divine light rises.
The number is growing at an alarming rate.
Just a short breath.
Tens of thousands of divine lights have risen and appeared in various major areas.
People keep coming into this place.
Indeed, as Chu Feng guessed, some of them came from ancient history and were geniuses of recovery.
Such as Jiang Yi and others, descendants of the Renhuang family.
There are others.
They are the creatures of all races who are walking on the ancient road and want to enter the place where the road ends, or the geniuses.
Everyone's strength is very strong.
On the battlefield of all realms, only saints with higher realms can set foot in it.
High expectations.
As for any genius who walks the ancient path, or is a genius who has recovered from ancient history.
There is no one who has not reached the realm of a saint.
The geniuses of the younger generation and the saints and masters of the older generation are all making rapid progress.
Each has different adventures.
Especially the creatures in the desolate land.
Originally in the desolation, some old saints broke through to the realm of saints.
Nowadays, walking on ancient roads and entering the territory of Lujie.
His own strength has improved by leaps and bounds.
There are many people who have begun to attack the realm of the Great Sage.
Actually.
This is no accident.
It's normal, because in the desolation, most of the resources for sanctification are missing.
In such an environment, you can resist hard, step into the realm of saints, and polish your own foundation to the extreme. Once you get a lot of resource blessings, you can quickly break through.
If such a person grows up at the end of the road.
Very likely.
He has already become a leader.
"After waiting for a hundred years, on the eve of the death of life, I never thought that there would be such an opportunity."
"I finally got over it."
"The future is full of hope."
An old saint crossed the ancient road and landed on this battlefield of all realms.
His long hair was disheveled and white as snow.
But at this moment, it is constantly turning into black.
Falling down, vitality surges, it is extremely vast, and the battlefield of all realms is also at the end of the road. The origin of heaven and earth here is too strong.
The realm that had been trapped for countless days broke through crazily.
Life has returned, and his injuries are also healing.
There are not many people like this.
certainly.
There are also many people who are ambitious and unwilling to grow old.
"In this era, only strength is everything. I also want to compete with the younger generation."
"take this opportunity."
Some people are ambitious and high-spirited to fight. Although they look like old men, they are not old.
On the contrary, he was full of energy.
To attack again.
There are also people who enter the battlefield of all realms with overwhelming murderous intent.
"Chu Feng."
In many areas, there are strong people who have reached the end of their road and used some means to enter this place.
Their eyes were focused and they were wearing different clothes.
But there are no exceptions.
They all come from the ancient sect of Lujie, the great sect.
"Some people have deduced that he has entered the battlefield of all realms."
"If you encounter them, kill them."
"The inheritance of the Demon Sword Master should not fall into the hands of a weak person."
"Occupation by the strong is, in this era, the last hope before the catastrophe."
A strong man with the appearance of a middle-aged man, with a powerful momentum.
He ordered in a deep voice.
Dozens of powerful saints, like gods, nodded in unison.
"Set off."
On the other side, someone also gave orders.
He is also the powerful sage who leads the team.
besides.
In various major regions, there are also young and powerful people who have entered this place.
"The battlefield of all realms is rarely opened like this. How can I miss such a grand event?"
"As the next generation of God of War, I should naturally conquer everything and be invincible in every battle."
This is a young man wearing battle armor.
With long hair flowing down, he holds a spear and strides through the mountains and rivers.
War Saint.
A strong man who became a saint with his way of fighting.
Master the ultimate fighting method, have unparalleled strength, and be unrivaled in battle.
This young man is not very old, but he has already reached the eighth level of a saint.
He was very unruly, with twinkling eyes.
He strode into the battlefield, eager to participate in the battle.
"The battlefield of all realms, Chu Feng!"
"The older generation has limited qualifications. Although they are strong, they lack potential. The future should be in the hands of our group of people."
Above a large river.
A figure in yellow clothes quietly emerged and entered the battlefield.
His long hair was flying, and his yellow clothes were crisp.
The whole person looks handsome, with hanging temples, very handsome.
But his whole person gave off a strange feeling.
"I will be in charge of the inheritance of the Demon Sword Master."
"In the future."
"Carrying the Demonic Sword Mountain, I am the only hope of life in the great catastrophe!"
He said to himself, his tone was domineering and strong.
The figure moved.
In the same place, evil energy surges, and within a thousand miles, the light shines, which is astonishing and unparalleled.
Even the powerful people in this area, with hundreds of feet of divine light above their heads, felt extremely frightened.
boom.
at the same time.
on the other side.
The thunder fell from the sky, and dozens of figures were reflected in the thunder.
They are like thunder gods, harnessing the source of boundless thunder.
All are in the realm of saints.
Where the steps are, there is a thunder pond.
"Just do your best. This is an experience and an opportunity."
"Everyone, I hope you can return alive."
"I, the God of Thunder, will never be weak to others."
The young man leading the team was wearing black armor and looked like a giant beast from the abyss.
There were endless thunder patterns woven all over his body.
Not far away.
Above the mountains and rivers, there is fire burning from the sky.
It was a woman in red, riding an alchemy cauldron above her head.
beside.
There are also several figures in red clothes that look like fire.
"Dantian Grand Sect!"
"Unexpectedly, in this generation, the Holy Maiden of Dantian was also born."
The young man in black armor had a solemn expression.
The woman in red also lowered her eyes slightly, her face was ordinary, but she had a breathtaking feeling.
She has also reached the ninth level of saint.
Stepping on the ancient fire, there is a supreme alchemy cauldron above the head to suppress the endless elixir energy.
There is a kind of Alchemy King aura all over his body.
This is a genius who came from the supreme religion at the end of the road.
"The land at the end of the road has undergone great changes. In these days, relics from ancient history have begun to revive. Countless creatures, geniuses, and strong men have greatly increased in strength."
"Perhaps this is the last prosperity before endless destruction."
"The battlefield of all realms can be regarded as one of the greatest creations between heaven and earth. I will naturally come."
The Dantian Saint, dressed in red like fire, responded calmly.
Although she was dressed in red, her tone was indifferent.
Very indifferent.
Reject people thousands of miles away.
"Obviously he is the Alchemy King, controls the sky fire, and activates the Alchemy Cauldron, but he is so cold as a person." The young man in black armor whispered.
"Thunder Formation Diagram."
However, Holy Maiden Dantian frowned slightly, "Although it is a bit difficult to kill you, it does not mean that I can't do it."
"I understand." The young man known as Lei Zhentu smiled coquettishly.
"Let's go."
"The relics of ancient history have appeared, and many strong men have revived. Now, the battlefield of all realms has begun, and a glimmer of hope derived from the legendary Butian Pavilion has also arrived."