Chapter 138: Middle Level Places in the Mysterious Martial Realm
Xinning graciously bought another batch of holy spirit wine for them. This thing is very practical.
Returning to the cave, Xinning practiced hard and consolidated his cultivation. What he didn't know was that his name had long been popular in the Yashilu Continent, and some of the scattered martial arts saints who escaped from the Luhai League simply went to the special
Ruger continent.
Xinning brought four Martial God seeds, destroyed three sects, killed five Martial Saints, and spread the news to every corner of the two continents.
No one said that Xinning was cruel, but everyone knew that Lu Haimeng invaded Linfeng Continent and killed Xinning and Youlan’s families and two children. If it were him, he would have taken revenge if he had the ability. What’s more, Luhai League
His reputation in the Yashilu Continent is so bad that he can easily destroy his entire clan.
Although, this is a world where force is respected, it is too much. With the poor strength of the Luhai League, how dare they go to Qingtun Imperial College to cause trouble for Xinning. Xinning is a regional martial arts sage from Qingtun Imperial College.
Heroes and dozens of martial saints have more than doubled their dividends.
With such a bad reputation, the Luhai League was unable to join forces with other alliances to fight together. Not only that, most of its own sect's guest officials also ran away.
Killing five Martial Saints is really shocking. You must know that Martial Saints have very strong ability to escape. Even if you, eight thousand real people, want to kill three thousand real people, it will be very difficult, let alone five.
However, the real people who participated in the Shandong District Martial Saint War firmly believe that Xinning's entangled body skills, as long as your realm is even a little lower than his, you can't even think about running away. The Martial Saint on the front line of Gao Xinning also has no idea, this guy
There might be another breakthrough in the battle, and it would be too late to run away.
Even ordinary soldiers of the empire have seen Xinning's tough expression, like an unbeatable mantis.
This guy has a good idea in his heart. If he doesn't take action when he is not strong enough, there is nothing you can do against him. The terrifying Dapeng is so fast that it is difficult to chase him. A strong enemy is not scary, but the scary thing is that the strong enemy is still strong.
Cunning enemy.
Unfortunately, Master Yunpeng is one.
Xin Ning is willing to ignore what outsiders say, feeling relieved and reaping benefits.
After several months of quiet practice, the five of them headed towards the battlefield of hell together. A steward from the imperial royal family came out and rode a nice bird with Xinning and the other five.
Sure enough, there is an oasis to the east of the hell battlefield, many buildings, and many battlefield-like areas. It seems to be for trial use.
The battle there had already begun, and the quotas for the two continents had already been determined at this time. This was a battle within the continent. The terrifying waves of spiritual energy covered the sky and the sun, and the few Martial God Seeds who saw it were dumbfounded.
The worst martial saints competing on the battlefield are all eight thousand real people. A martial saint can cut more than ten thousand meters with one sword. Oh, this is not the most exaggerated. It looks like an old guy who is about to die can cut three meters with one sword.
Thousands of meters...
Xinning knew that he didn't even have a chance to enter the 5,000 meters. The only possibility was to turn around and run away.
"Boss, is this still a human being?" Alma finally saw a real person who was more terrifying than her boss.
"Martial artist, you must at least have confidence in yourself. I believe that if you come out again, you will be no worse than him. Don't forget that you are the seed of the God of War." Xinning said with confidence.
"Well said, brother Xinning, we haven't seen each other for a long time, but you are still so heroic, haha!" A black-faced man came over and said with a smile.
The fact that the two continents are fighting for places does not mean there is any hatred. There are many martial saints who have good personal relationships with each other. There are also many exchanges between the two continents. Not all people from the Internal Continent are black-faced, at least to the martial saints.
At this level, it is no longer a black face. As for the reason, who knows?
"Old Wang! Damn, you're here too, and you haven't lost the reputation of the hell battlefield. How about it, Mr. Martial God Seed, tell me what you think, haha!" Brothers who haven't seen each other for many years and fought together, Xin
Ning still likes it very much.
"Damn! How can you be so awesome? I heard you... can't be the five of you, right?" Wang Jialin saw the four behind Xinning. "Hongshan, you don't even fart when you meet your brothers. What do you mean?"
"Wait until you finish expressing your feelings, haha!" Fu Hongshan also came over to join in the fun. People who have fought together have a special feeling.
"Let me introduce to you, Menasha, Alma, friends and comrades-in-arms. This is my wife Youlan." Several people greeted each other and got to know each other.
"Brother Xinning, no, I should call you Zhenren Yunpeng now. You guys are so arrogant. You destroyed three sects and killed five martial saints. It's such a satisfying thing. You must call me next time."
Wang Jialin looked envious.
"Damn! Lao Wang, how do you know this?" Xinning asked strangely.
"How do I know? Go and ask anyone with a head here who doesn't know? Martial Saint, no matter how bad he is, he is still a real person. You actually killed five of them. It's so cool!" Wang Jialin said.
"What about the five of us? I won't throw that person away. This tough guy did it all by himself. It's so frustrating! Lao Wang, the four of us got into the spirit beast bag to escape. Do you still think it's great?" Fu Hong
There is absolutely no martial saint who has the consciousness to tell such embarrassing things.
"Spirit beast bag? Master Yunpeng, please put me in the spirit beast bag next time. It's such a great thing, I can put it in my belt." Wang Jialin actually didn't have the consciousness of a martial saint at all. Seeing and himself
Quite a friend, why bother with so many.
"Lao Wang, how strong are you now? Do you have the strength to fight for the top three?" Alma is very familiar with it, and the fight was heated up within a few minutes.
"With less than three thousand, there is basically no hope." Wang Jialin is very self-aware. "You haven't advanced for a long time, so it is probably about the same. Let's start from the outside."
"Yes, it's a hundred years. The opportunity is rare. If you want to go in again, you will have to fight with these guys. There is no chance for eight thousand real people. At least ten thousand meters can be on the outside." Fu Hongshan said with emotion.
"I don't want to practice here all the time. A hundred years from now, I'll still go out for a walk. The holy beasts in the sea are also good. A hundred years from now, we will still be young. Do we have to balance work and rest? It's always tight. It's not necessarily good.
." Xinning doesn't think so. If you stay here all the time, life is not fun.
"Boss, you must want to make a fortune in Yashilu Continent again. Remember to call me." Alma tasted the sweetness and killed the Martial Saint. What an exciting thing. Unfortunately, he is just a spectator. Next time, he must try it with his own hands.
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There are actually more than thirty Martial God seeds. It is really a prosperous age, and they have all caught up with this hundred-year reincarnation. I wonder if it is a choice of fate.
First of all, of course, it was a test of strength. When Xinning's mace hit five thousand meters, the judges from the two continents, including more than thirty Martial God seeds, decided that Xinning would not need to compete and would directly win a
Middle level quota.
Unexpectedly, there are still nine Three Thousand Real Persons. Others also took the initiative to complete them.
Competition is inevitable, after all, no one is willing to give up such a good opportunity.
After a fierce battle, in the end, Kabi Qiusha of the Burmese Gideon Empire in the Hebei District of the Truger Continent, and Wang Xiping of the Hongxing Sect of the Neili Continent won.
The two of them have advanced for a relatively long time, and their strength is nearly 4,000. It is reasonable to win. Of course, Xinning does not know these two people, so naturally they are just familiar with each other.