A stream of arrow shot from afar very fast, dim and lightless, like a small gray fish moving rapidly in a turbid river, making it difficult to detect.
However, Zhuoran felt a fatal danger. The flowing arrow seemed to be the embodiment of strange power and had extremely evil power.
In the blink of an eye, the flowing arrow arrived a hundred meters in front of Zhuo Ran, and a strong murderous intention enveloped his whole body, making him feel stiff and unable to move.
"Suffer death!" A Thunderman with black wings on his back appeared in the distance, holding a bow and arrow shining with strange light. It was obviously a high-level secret treasure.
Zhuoran's face turned cold, and any foreigner who had any dissent towards the human race would be punished. He no longer hesitated, raised his right hand slightly, and a crystal green banana fan suddenly appeared. Without saying a word, he waved it again, and an orange-colored soil fan appeared.
The wall blocked in front of him, and the desperate arrow was blocked by the earth wall. There was only a soft "chi" sound, and the arrow sank into the earth wall.
However, what the Lei clan member couldn't believe was that after the arrow entered the earth wall, it did not directly break through the earth wall and rush out. Instead, it was like a stone cow entering the sea, without any reaction. The arrow stored on the arrow
The spiritual consciousness was also swallowed up, and the earthen wall was obviously extraordinary.
"Xiantian Lingbao?" He wondered, because what he was holding was a pseudo-Xiantian Lingbao, which could easily block his attack. Only a real Xiantian Lingbao could do that. His dark face
The expression on his face was excited, and it was obvious that he was very happy to see an innate spiritual treasure.
Zhuoran didn't have time to stay here with this foreigner. Even if the other party didn't take action, he still wanted to get one hundred points as soon as possible and then be teleported out. His opponents were the one hundred and thirty people who won, not like this
Street stuff.
"call!"
The banana fan fanned again, this time Zhuoran used some strength. An invisible wind blew over, and before the opponent could react, it was completely swallowed up by the wind. The invisible wind seemed very weak,
In fact, it is the innate Gangfeng, which has the power of corrosion and weathering to destroy all things, and is extremely powerful.
In just a few breaths, Zhuoran watched his opponent's body being torn apart by the wind blade, and he died in great fear. Even the extremely high-grade pseudo-innate spiritual treasure was not saved, and was also chopped into pieces by the wind blade.
end.
A point of light flew out from the blood and bones of the thunderous man and landed on Zhuo Ran. This was a sign of victory over the enemy and a score for him.
It's easy to get one point.
Zhuoran looked around, wanting to find the next target as quickly as possible. He had to defeat a hundred people. Although this number was not many, it was still a lot. However, it would be faster to defeat people who had already obtained points. The score was
Additive.
"Rumble..."
There were explosions everywhere, and it was obvious that there was a fight. Zhuoran walked slowly in one direction. Since there was a free benefit, of course he couldn't let it go. It would not be bad to just reap the benefits.
One of the two people fighting in front is from the Angel Clan, and the other is from the Yintong Clan. These two Zhuoran don't like each other, so fighting together would be the best.
Zhuo Ran suddenly appeared here, and the two people noticed it immediately. When they saw that Zhuo Ran only had the cultivation level of the Venerable Realm, they all laughed, it seemed because of the other person's cultivation level, and it seemed that it was because of the other person's cultivation level.
Because Zhuoran is a human race.
"A small human race in the Venerable realm, haha, can be easily crushed and killed!"
"This point is mine, haha. I can't bear to kill this guy even if he's asking for death!"
The men from the Angel Clan and Yintong Clan laughed wildly and shot two light blades at the same time, obviously wanting to kill Zhuo Ran as soon as possible and get that point.
Zhuoran held the banana fan and waved it hard, and a monstrous golden flame appeared, forming a huge fire pillar, coiling and rushing towards the two foreign men. It was like a dragon out of the sea, unstoppable.
The level of the flame can be distinguished according to the color of the flame. The purple one is the fairy fire, while the golden one is already the representative color of the innate flame. If the purple fairy fire has unparalleled power, it can make all monks in the Heaven Refining Realm
If you are afraid, the golden innate flame can burn out the monks in the Heaven Refining Realm in an extremely short time, including those in the late stage of the Heaven Refining Realm.
"Skyfire!"
The two of them were horrified. The attack they launched was directly burned by the golden fire pillar. As the best in the Heaven Refining Realm, they were so frightened that they could not move. In other words, it was the blazing high temperature emitted by the fire general that day.
Imprisoned their actions.
They were careless and were still fighting, thinking that a human venerable would not be very powerful. However, suddenly, they were suddenly attacked by sky fire. Both in terms of mind and strength, they were suppressed to the point of collapse.
Therefore, they did not make any effective response and were directly swallowed by the huge golden pillar of fire.
"ah!"
The screams suddenly stopped. The temperature of the innate flame was extremely high. How could two flesh and blood bodies withstand it? In just an instant, the two of them turned into fly ash.
Zhuoran was not happy at all to gain two points again. The three people he met were all ordinary monks. Although they were considered outstanding within their own clan, to the outside world, they could only be regarded as second-rate monks. The real strong ones
Or, that won’t be the case.
Zhuoran knew that the prodigies of all races who came here would not all be so incompetent. He was just lucky enough to meet three incompetents. The powerful enemy was still behind, and he could not tolerate being careless.
One day passed, Zhuoran had scored ninety-nine points, and was only one person away from leaving this ancient battlefield. However, he became inexplicably irritable and felt very uncomfortable. It was like a gleam on his back.
It's like being stared at by something.
Zhuoran found a quiet place and prepared to take a short rest and see what he had gained. After knowing the power of the banana fan, he carefully controlled it and tried not to damage the enemy's stored magic weapon. In this way, he could destroy the opponent's magic weapon.
Wealth has turned into his own wealth. He is not alone now, let alone who would think he is too rich? He came from a poor boy.
When Zhuo Ran just sat down, a sudden sword light struck from the side, a sneak attack, a very sharp sneak attack.
Zhuo Ran raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said secretly: "You are the one waiting for me!"
The banana fan was raised, and the misty green light emerged, blocking the sudden sword light. However, even like this, Zhuoran also felt that his arms were numb. It was obvious that the master of the sword light was not low in cultivation and could emit such a sword light.
Jian Guang's weapon is not an ordinary thing. It can make his arm numb when he is holding an innate spiritual treasure. The opponent obviously also has an innate spiritual treasure.
After killing ninety-nine people, Zhuo Ran never saw an innate spirit treasure, but at the 100th time, he met one. He didn't know whether it was good luck or bad luck, but since he met it, he thought
It is obviously unrealistic not to do something.
"Good idea!"
A gray-skinned young man walked out from behind the dense bushes with an evil smile on his face. He praised Zhuo Ran with a smile and stopped there to look at Zhuo Ran carefully.
Zhuoran was also looking at the gray-faced man, guessing that this man should be a member of the Yinming tribe. Legend has it that the Yinming tribe has a great relationship with the Jiuyou Underworld. The Yinming tribe is also an extremely powerful race, and there is no shortage of strong men.
, Tianjiao rises and has extremely strong strength.
The appearance of such a Yinming clan member here was obviously not a coincidence. Zhuoran also knew that he was being watched, so when the sword light came, he could react quickly and accurately.
"Innate Spiritual Treasure, it is indeed an Innate Spiritual Treasure!" the Yinming Clan man said happily, talking to himself, and looking very unhappy, which really disgusted Zhuo Ran.
Zhuoran cast his gaze on the hand of the Yinming Tribe man. There was something like a sword. It was about three feet long and two fingers wide. It was as gray as stone. It was said to be a sword, but it had no blade and no leakage.
The sharp edge. According to its appearance, it is actually more like a stone stick.
It is simple and unpretentious, but there are countless dense lines on the stone stick, which seems to be born with extremely mysterious functions and properties. Although it is not outstanding, it is a manifestation of returning to nature. Only those who are extremely similar to Tao
The lines indicate that this inconspicuous stone stick has extremely terrifying power.
"This mine is also an innate spirit treasure, but it's just a little incomplete. However, because it is extremely high-level, even if it is incomplete, it is still better than ordinary innate spirit treasures." The man from the Yinming tribe said directly as if he was talking to a friend.
said.
Zhuoran knew what the other party was planning. The other party had been following him and showed up after he had eliminated ninety-nine people. It was obvious that he wanted to wait for a while. However, he did not want this man from the Yinming Tribe to get this advantage. Even if he
He reacted, waved his banana fan, and the innate Geng-Gold Sword Qi rushed out from the sky. He wanted the man from the Yinming Tribe to know that his innate spiritual treasure was stronger than that gray stone stick.
The man from the Yinming Tribe seemed to have known that Zhuo Ran would attack for a long time. When Zhuo Ran took action, he also took action. He was holding a stone stick, but it was like waving a long sword, and the sword sounded in succession, and the killing intent and brilliance of the sword were restrained.
The awns suddenly appeared and appeared densely in the sky, tens of thousands of them, evolving into an extremely terrifying sword formation.
"go!"
The sword formation composed of thousands of sword lights was crushed by the Yinming Tribe man at extremely high speeds, as if he was going to cut Zhuo Ran into pieces with thousands of swords, completely cutting him into pieces of flesh and blood.
"Chi chi chi..."
The innate Geng-gold sword energy collided with thousands of sword rays, intruding on each other, and they were indistinguishable. However, after all, the innate Geng-gold sword energy was a little less. Originally, the quality was not much different, but it was outnumbered. In the end, it was penetrated by countless sword rays.
The protection of the sword energy continued to cover Zhuoran.
Zhuoran knew how powerful this sword light was and how it would put him in such a desperate situation. He immediately summoned the Sky-Zhanying Sword and swung it again. This time, tens of thousands of space blades flew out. He was confident that he would be stronger than sharp and powerful swords.
In terms of quantity, his space laws are invincible.